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"...So, Mr. Roselle, when do you plan to publish your new book?"
Upon hearing this, Roselle's heart immediately sank.
Damn it! This guy isn't here to rush my manuscript, is he?
As an experienced author who knew how terrifyingly persistent readers could be, and who had already received razor blades, Roselle now looked at Lin Ruo with an expression akin to seeing a monstrous flood. He thought for a moment, then forced a relaxed smile, and said, "I haven't had much inspiration lately. You know, writing is all about inspiration. Without inspiration, you can't write a good story."
"Oh..." The past Lin Ruo uttered an "oh," neither confirming nor denying, simply took a sip of tea, then said, "So, will I be able to see your new book next month?"
Roselle: ...
Can you not understand human speech?
Roselle's mouth twitched. He warned himself to calm down, knowing he couldn't fool the other party. He didn't continue his previous excuse but said, "I don't think anyone can finish a book in a month... If Mr. Lin Ruo is really looking forward to my next work, he might need a little more patience."
"But as far as I know, your first three books were all finished within half a month!" The past Lin Ruo put down his teacup. He still smiled gently and brightly, looking even a little lazy, like a cat that had just woken up. His obsidian-like eyes looked at Roselle, carrying a hint of a smile and seriousness:
"This shows that Mr. Roselle is quite talented at writing. Why can't someone like you finish a new book within a month?"
Damn it! How did he know?
No, is this guy hinting at something?
He knows I plagiarized? And the name Lin Ruo, could it be...
Roselle's mind was clearly not slow. He immediately looked at Lin Ruo suspiciously, but all he could see on the other's face was utter seriousness. The other party seemed to genuinely believe that his writing talent was extraordinary and that he could finish a book in a month, rather than being sarcastic or hinting at anything.
Am I overthinking this?
Roselle was a little puzzled when he heard the young man in front of him let out a soft "eh." Then, the other party stood up and smiled apologetically at him:
"Sorry, I suddenly have something to do. Let's stop here for today. I'll visit you again later, and I hope by then, you can tell me about your new book."
You didn't have to say that last sentence... Roselle's brow twitched violently, and then he saw the young man disappear from where he stood. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but mutter softly, "Crazy... What kind of person is that, so inexplicable!"
...
While Roselle was muttering softly, on the other side, the past Lin Ruo had already arrived in a certain wilderness in the Northern Continent through Travel.
He raised his hand, and several extremely compressed thunderbolts struck down. Amidst the flashing silver-white electric arcs, what was called "equality for all living beings" was fully demonstrated; even Amon would have a hard time taking one hit.
At the same time, Lin Ruo raised his other hand and placed it on the unlucky person who had been shallowly parasitized by Amon. The unlucky person's body trembled violently at this moment, and with the trembling, he coughed violently, finally coughing out a Worm of Time with complex patterns.
"Amon, I've warned you many times not to attack members of the Abraham Family..." The past Lin Ruo unceremoniously crushed that Worm of Time, while also frowning slightly, his tone unfriendly yet with a hint of helplessness:
"They haven't offended you, nor are they a threat to you. Why do you always target them? I remember your relationship with Bethel wasn't bad back then."
"I didn't target Abraham; I just wanted to play a small game with this little friend."
Although he avoided the main force of the thunderbolt, Amon, who was still electrocuted, first unhurriedly tidied his hair, then pushed the monocle on his right eye, and said with a smile, "Otherwise, how could he still have a chance to call for help from Father."
"Heh..." The past Lin Ruo sneered, pushing the unlucky person behind him while narrowing his eyes. "So, you're deliberately going against me!"
"If Father really wants to think that way..." Amon tilted his head slightly, looking at Lin Ruo, still with a smiling expression, "Of course, there's no problem."
"Amon, do you know what your behavior is generally called?" The past Lin Ruo said this, while the unlucky person behind him had already disappeared, having been sent away by him.
"You're a typical naughty child who lacks love and thus causes destruction, hoping to gain parental attention."
"Generally speaking, for this symptom, the best treatment is a beating. As the saying goes, 'spanking is affection, scolding is love.' Father, I truly love you, my little Amon!"
As the past Lin Ruo's words fell, overwhelming lightning poured down from the sky, sealing every escape route for Amon. If a Mortal were in this area at that moment, they would probably feel that it was the true apocalypse.
Lin Ruo, who had transformed into silver-white lightning, had already arrived in front of Amon and immediately began to beat him up face-to-face.
When fighting the three scoundrel families, there's no future in fancy combat. The best method is simple and brutal: use the most violent attacks and the most comprehensive AOE to teach the other party a lesson.
...
"Cough... Father, you really... didn't hold back at all!"
After the lightning subsided, Amon, who was completely charred and looked both disheveled and pitiful, lay on the ground, his tone even sounding a little pathetic.
"Stop pretending. I know how hard I hit you." Lin Ruo, who was nearby, clearly didn't fall for it. He kicked him again, annoyed, then said, "Don't touch Abraham again. If there's a next time, don't blame me for really going all out."
"You didn't go easy this time either." Amon complained, then sat up from the ground, looked at Lin Ruo, and suddenly said without warning, "You're sleeping for longer and longer periods."
"What do you want to express?" The past Lin Ruo looked at him, his expression unchanged.
"Are you really not going to use me as an anchor?" Amon said with a smile, "I don't think Bethel can still be saved. Your time is running out, and I don't think a more suitable candidate will emerge in such a short time than me."
The past Lin Ruo fell silent. A few seconds later, he sighed and said, "Amon, do you really not understand why I don't choose you as an anchor?"
"Because of humanity?" Amon pinched his chin. One could only say that he was indeed raised by Lin Ruo; this gesture was not just similar to Lin Ruo himself, but identical.
"Yes, because of humanity." The past Lin Ruo nodded. He looked at the Angel of Time whom he had raised since childhood, who, no matter how many times he had been educated or beaten, was still a naughty child, and said, "As long as you don't understand courage and sacrifice for a day, I will never choose you."
"Amon, I cannot entrust the future of humanity to a naughty child."]
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