Life seems to be full of ups and downs.
Xue Dili regretted not bringing a mirror. Perhaps if he looked into a mirror right now, he'd find a worn-out lion in his pupils.
"So, I can transform two more times?" Xue Dili asked the old guy.
The old undead seemed choked by this comment, not expecting this kid to be so optimistic even in this situation.
"Don't worry, I'll restrain myself. If I don't need to use your power, I won't," Xue Dili said nonchalantly to the old undead.
The old undead was speechless. Is that what he meant?
He wanted Xue Dili to be mindful of his body and cease using his power; the price of this power was something Xue Dili couldn't bear.
But Xue Dili acted as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Whatever you want!" the old undead seemed angry, roaring impatiently in a hoarse voice.
However, Xue Dili lay directly on the blood-stained straw and fell asleep without a care, as if nothing happened. It didn't look like he had just lost a quarter of his life, which only made the old undead angrier.
Then, in a fit of anger, he got angry again.
Finally, he said, "Forget about the royal family and that Julia Family; let's just kill the traitor and the old king, then leave and return to your world."
"You've given up on revenge?"
"No, it just doesn't seem meaningful anymore," the old undead looked at the decaying Imperial Capital of the Empire.
Decades had passed; everything had changed, and the once-massive Empire was now just the Imperial Capital barely hanging on.
Those past enemies were now around a hundred years old.
The old undead felt a sense of confusion. He didn't know what he could do after coming to this Empire. With his power now, it seemed he could do anything, yet nothing at all.
All that remained was an emptiness and loneliness that seemed to be carved into his bones, tormenting him.
"Let's return to your world later. In these last few days, I still want to meet Da Gu one last time," perhaps this was the old undead's final wish, "Let's not disturb his life, just see him from afar, even if just once..."
Xue Dili: "..."
His face turned into a bitter melon.
You can't let go, you still want to meet Da Gu!
Old man, you've been harmed by this Neon male idol!
He realized a deeper level of the old man's stubbornness, but seeing Nagano Hiroshi's concert was no longer possible.
Going abroad takes at least a week to arrange, but the old guy only had less than three days left.
After seven days, who knows what the Consciousness Space will become? He wasn't sure if the old guy would still be around.
Isn't this making things difficult for him, a law-abiding good youth?
"By the way, that priest in the back row, is she really the Female Pope's granddaughter?" Xue Dili hurriedly started looking for a topic to avoid the old man obsessively wanting to find Da Gu.
And he was indeed curious. He had seen quite a few of the old man's memories and had never encountered this person, not even an impression.
"You mean Alola?" The old man's attention was finally caught. He gazed up at the sky, sighing once more, "Yes, but I'm an incompetent grandfather. She escaped the purge twenty years ago, which is good... That's good too..."
The old undead seemed to think of something; the soul fire in his hollow eye sockets suddenly flickered, scanning Xue Dili as if he suddenly got an idea.
Xue Dili felt like a lightbulb was lighting up beside the old guy's hideous skeletal head.
"What do you think of Alola? Is she pretty? Does she match your aesthetics?" the old undead hurriedly asked, "Are her legs long, waist thin, and chest big?"
"?"
"Boy, say something!" the old undead eagerly continued to ask.
"Well... she's okay..." Xue Dili said perfunctorily against his will.
In fact, he hadn't noticed what the Female Pope looked like at all; he was in the middle of high-speed combat, and the perspective after transforming was completely different from normal.
He tried hard to recall the impression of the Female Pope from his memory. Thinking back, he only remembered her aura being very noble, but nothing more.
As for looks... she was kind of like the Wicked Queen from the Snow White movie, but a bit prettier.
The deepest impression was only the thunderous breath during her panting.
Alright, before, he was only focused on "battle, thrill," as the transformation felt like driving a Dangerous Wanderer.
Hearing Xue Dili's reply, the old undead, even as a hideous skeleton demon, seemed unable to hold back a smile at the corners of his mouth.
"Boy, do you want a wife or not?"
"?"
The old undead's seemingly reckless question made Xue Dili's brain smoke.
"This world is no longer suitable for us. I'll entrust Alola to you to take care of in your peaceful, hopeful world."
The old undead finally seemed not confused anymore, talking to Xue Dili like a kidnapper, slightly "sleazy."
"You see, Alola has grown up to be quite an excellent woman, hasn't she? Her figure and looks will surely please you. By then, you'll get married and have seventeen or eighteen children."
"As long as one younger son carries the Barak surname, my family can be considered to continue in another world."
The old undead seemed like a chattering flour vendor or perhaps a madam, continuously marketing how excellent his granddaughter was to Xue Dili.
Xue Dili was bewildered.
"You see, Alola is suited for childbirth. She will definitely become a good mother, a good wife, and have many children, without the arrogance of women in your world..."
"Stop, stop..." Xue Dili paused, wondering where the undead had learned some strange terms.
Even terms like "suited for childbirth" popped out. The old guy had only been online for a few days, yet he seemed completely assimilated by the internet.
"We aren't a good match; your granddaughter is almost old enough to be my mother," Xue Dili rubbed his temples, feeling speechless towards the old man.
"Doesn't your world have a saying, 'Marrying a woman three decades older, and you'll be gifted an empire'?" the old undead immediately added.
Xue Dili: "..."
Where did you learn that?
"Don't worry about the age gap. She's already a quasi-Legendary; with Divine Art, she won't start aging until at least sixty. If she becomes Legendary Level, she might not start aging until eighty. By then, you'll be in your fifties or sixties, aging together..."
"We can't communicate..."
"My granddaughter is very smart. In just over ten days, she'll be able to fully learn your world's language."
"Our values don't align..."
"Rest assured, my granddaughter is very understanding and considerate..."
Xue Dili had truly had enough of the old man's repeated attempts to promote his granddaughter. The old man's stubbornness was driving him crazy.
It was as if a Tang Monk kept singing "only you" at 36D surround sound echo levels in his ear, and Xue Dili couldn't mute or block it.
Truly the ultimate "enjoyment."
"Let me ask you, do you have a girlfriend?"
"Let me ask you, are Alola's legs long, waist thin, and chest big?"
"Let me ask you, given Alola's current status doesn't allow for any romantic relationships, isn't this a sign that you're a match made in heaven, a perfect couple?"
"Let me ask you..."