69: Chapter 65: The Second Resentful Spirit (Seeking First Subscriptions Upon Going Live)_2 69: Chapter 65: The Second Resentful Spirit (Seeking First Subscriptions Upon Going Live)_2 The first story was about three children sitting on the swings at the orphanage, sharing their dreams.
The two boys, Philip and Perry, dreamed of becoming brave and fearless policemen.
They were young and did not understand what it meant to be a policeman, they only knew the policemen on the streets looked formidable and cool, and that nobody would dare to bully them once they became policemen.
The girl, Tiffy, fantasized about becoming a teacher or a nurse, preferably a nurse.
If Philip and Perry got hurt, she could help bandage their wounds, and if they didn’t listen, she would give them injections.
In the second story, Tiffy, because of her good looks, was adopted by a wealthy couple.
Philip and Perry also left the orphanage one after another, never to meet again.
In the third story, Philip became a policeman as he wished, brave and fearless, distinguished in service.
He met Tiffy during a heroic rescue and fell in love with her at the speed of light.
Tiffy didn’t become a teacher, nor a nurse.
Under her adoptive parents’ guidance, she worked in the finance industry, that is, as an office worker.
The fourth story, Philip’s colleague was injured, and a new partner came to the office, Perry also realized his childhood dream and became a policeman.
That day, the orphanage trio reunited, the scene was warm and harmonious.
In the fifth story, Philip investigated a missing persons case, following the trail through the underworld up to a member of parliament.
Ignoring Perry’s advice, he continued to dig deeper into the clues.
With a thud, Philip fell flat on the ground, and standing emotionlessly behind him was Perry.
The underworld held a farewell party for Philip, with Perry standing next to the gang leader, he was the parliamentarian’s man.
He had advised Philip, but the latter was stubborn and he felt he had no choice but to do what he did.
Philip roared in anger, unwilling to believe it all, questioning his childhood friend, where was the dream.
Perry chuckled disdainfully, mocking Philip’s naivety.
In Lundan, there were too many who chased after dreams, but only a few succeeded.
Human dreams must ultimately bow to reality!
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Blindly chasing elusive dreams would only result in staying at the bottom of society forever.
Philip thought he had achieved his dream, but in reality, he was merely a tool, a tool that was needed because he had value.
As for justice, it didn’t exist!
Perry: I don’t want to be a side character, I don’t want to be a tool, I want to climb up and make everyone respect me.
Philip: I despise you!
Perry wasn’t angry, he calmly poured cement, and in the final moment before Philip’s face was covered, he expressed his love for Tiffy indifferently.
Although everyone was striving hard and despite paying a greater price, Philip still got everything and he remained a bystander and a side character.
Curled up on the ground clutching his head, Philip was plunged into an abyss of pain by the flashbacks of memories, he loved this brother too much.
The stark contrast, loyalty, and cruelty, two completely different faces overlapping, made him furiously insane and gave birth to strong resentment within him.
Resentment towards betrayal!
The Themes River churned with waves, the calm surface stirred vortexes, the undercurrent boiled, and the terrifying tide turned into surging waves, crashing against the shores time and again.
Because he’s a water ghost, so his abilities relate to water?
Wayne looked at the relentless river, a string of question marks floating above his forehead.
Strictly speaking, Philip was drowned by cement, not the Themes River.
So, cement is also water?
“Be a bit quieter, you’re disturbing the balance of the night.”
Wayne waved his hand and sprinkled Magic Power, raining down upon Philip.
The latter’s decaying body slowly transformed, eventually turning into a figure in a police uniform, overcoat, with a pale face and drenched like a rat.
“I grant you a new life, you live again because of me, my Resentful Spirit, Bo Philip is the past, starting today, you’re called Ah Bo.” Wayne sat on his horse, drew the White Bone Longsword, and pointed at Philip, waiting for him to kneel down and accept his new life.
But that didn’t happen, as the Resentful Spirit awakened, he needed to complete his revenge from before death.
Ah Bin was , Ah Bo too.
They both harbored unrelenting obsessions.
Ah Bo was human, with more thoughts, with more obsessions.
Looking at the powerful and evil master in front of him, Ah Bo felt a chill in his heart.
The one who granted him life was the villain, the Great Demon King.
Once upon a time, his dream was to brave fire and water for justice, to help the weak at any cost, even if it meant giving up his life.
Never could he have imagined that after a sleep, he would become a pawn of evil.
How was this any different from Perry, who served the parliamentarian?
Oh, there was a big difference, the parliamentarian wasn’t nearly as evil as the Great Demon King.
“My, my master, after I complete my revenge, can you grant me eternal rest?” Ah Bo spoke bitterly, his dream had always been to be the ally of justice, he didn’t want to serve evil.
Yuliya breathed fire, Ah Bin stepped forward, his ears perked up, and his exposed fangs growled a warning.
You better recognize your place, kid, it’s not too late to kneel down and apologize now!x2
Ah Bin didn’t like Ah Bo, this rascal was somewhat ungrateful, unlike itself, it hadn’t made any conditions at the time.
“I heard your call and came, why do you want to go back to sleep after waking up, haven’t had enough sleep?” Wayne pressed down his hand, signaling Ah Bin and Yuliya to calm down, and be more like their master, he wasn’t angry.
It was normal for young people to make mistakes and get confused, he’d accept him as a dog now, and there’s no rush to make him pay later.