“Of course, there’s only one!” Smart Alec glared, raising his voice: “But this brings up another legend. It’s said that although the Nine-Colored Divine Pill is merely a divine pill formed from the remaining life energy of the Creation Goddess, its power is still immense. Mortals cannot withstand such strength, so taking it means certain death. However, after the Nine-Colored Divine Pill undergoes nine cycles, its power weakens, and then it can be consumed by people…”

“Wait, wait, old man, the more I listen, the more confused I get. After all this, you still haven’t told me why you think I got the Nine-Colored Divine Pill?” I hurriedly interrupted him.

“You brat, I don’t know who you offended, but when I saw you, your life force was already gone. The doctors in your town were all helpless. But after you took the pill, you miraculously recovered overnight. Heh, I saw all of this with my own eyes. In this world, aside from immortals, only the Nine-Colored Divine Pill could bring the dead back to life.”

“Old man, are you that sure? There are plenty of strange things in this world—how can you be certain there’s no other medicine that can revive the dead?”

“Did you forget what my name is?”

“Long-tongued man!”

“Wrong, it’s Professor Carter!”

“Long-tongued man is long-tongued man, and an old, undying long-tongued man at that!”

“You brat, you—”

“Hold on, why do you keep calling me ‘brat’?”

“Nonsense, after soaking in filth for so many days, if you’re not a stinky brat, are you a fragrant one?”

“You…” The old guy’s words left me speechless. I glared at him, then suddenly flopped onto the haystack. “I’m young, I respect my elders and care for the young, I won’t stoop to your level!”

Seeing that I was about to sleep, Smart Alec immediately panicked and hurriedly said, “Fragrant brat, you’re a fragrant brat, okay? Don’t sleep, let’s chat a bit more…”

“Not interested in your nonsense!” I turned over, pretending to fall asleep, completely ignoring the old guy’s endless chatter by my ear.

Although his words sounded like utter nonsense, for some reason, I found myself half believing him. I knew exactly what kind of injuries I’d suffered. During those days at the police station, those guys tortured and beat me every day. On the day before the trial, I was still coughing up blood nonstop.

But who would be so kind as to let me take the only remaining Nine-Colored Divine Pill in the world? And, the divine pill only works after nine cycles, but the old man only mentioned one—what about the other eight? Also, when I was unconscious, I vaguely saw many things, but after waking up, I couldn’t remember any of it. What was that about?

A string of questions flashed through my mind, leaving me at a loss.

Outside the hut, the distant sound of a watchman’s gong echoed. I felt a wave of drowsiness. Today was actually my first real day on Chila Cape, and I hadn’t expected to hear such a bizarre story, making my once-dead heart stir again. What else would I encounter next?

Chapter 002: Melancholy

In my dreams, I kept seeing the figure of a woman. She seemed to want to say something to me, but I couldn’t hear her. Her face was very blurry, but her figure was absolutely stunning. And, and, she was actually naked, her beautiful form fully revealed before my eyes, leaving me embarrassed to find myself standing at full attention when I woke up…

Chila Cape really is too strange!

When I arrived, I was with a group of weird people; after landing on the island, I ended up in a room with a long-tongued old man and heard a bizarre story from him; at night, I had a bizarre dream.

When the sunlight from the sea shone through the hut’s window, the iron door of the hut was opened. A sturdy man in his mid-thirties, dressed in an imperial military uniform, entered the room surrounded by more than a dozen burly guards. He glanced at Smart Alec, then at me, and nodded.

“Gavin Ford, you’re awake. Good!”

I didn’t need the old man to give me a look; as soon as the man walked in, I quickly got up and stood respectfully before him. Oddly, with my old temper, I would never have acted like this. Why did coming to this island make me feel so strange?

The sturdy man was clearly very satisfied with my humble attitude. “I am the warden of Chila Cape. My name is Carter. I’ve heard a bit about your situation. I don’t care how wronged you are, nor do I care if you’re possessed by some demon spirit. But now that you’re here, you must obey my orders. On this island, I am your sky. Don’t cause trouble, don’t try to escape, and behave yourself. You’ll spend the rest of your life here quite happily. If you plot anything, you’ll soon find out—I’ll be your nightmare. Understand?”

“Yes, yes. I will definitely reform myself under the wise leadership of the Warden. Whether I can leave or not doesn’t matter to me. As long as I can listen to your teachings every day, it will be the greatest blessing of my life.” As I spoke, I was secretly puzzled: This isn’t right. I would never say such sycophantic things under normal circumstances, so why do they come so easily now? And why do I feel that saying these things will definitely please him?