Book 4: Chapter 7: You Have Woken Up? The Surgery Was Sessful


    17-Year-Old Beautiful Young Lady: He Who Knows Fate’s knowing that is quite normal, right? I know it too. In fact, most of the association members can be found by their disy name when searching the cultural section of the association’s store. Our disy names or, rather, nicknames are unique.


    I Have a Strong Presence: Is-is that so? All of you know?


    Queen of Ice and Snow: Let me cote it. God Sai: Saiki Kusuo; Kal’tsit: Kal’tsit; Solomon: Romani Archaman; Lord of the White Night: Shiroyasha; Efreet: Itsuka Kotori; Faillen Angel Gabriel: Gabriel; Iron Fist Teacher: Hiratsuka Shizuka; nk Never Loses: Sora; 17-Year-Old Beautiful Young Lady: Yakumo Yukari; Magus of Flowers: Merlin; I Have a Strong Presence: Kato Megumi; and myself: Scáthach-Skadi. As for which work we are from, just search the names in the cultural section. Only He Who Knows Fate’s name and background are unsearchable.


    I Have a Strong Presence: He Who Knows Fate is that mysterious?


    He Who Knows Fate: Actually, you will find nothing if you search He Who Knows Fate. My disy namees from my Absolute Precognition.


    Solomon: How enviable.


    He Who Knows Fate: You are the only one not qualified to say this, my dear respected Lord Solomon. You even threw away a high-ranked irvoyance.


    Efreet: Back on topic, He Who Knows Fate, what is your real name?


    He Who Knows Fate: My real name…


    17-Year-Old Beautiful Young Lady: Don’t keep us in suspense. You are the only one whose true name is a mystery.


    He Who Knows Fate: I’ll tell you, then. Chen Heng, that’s my true name. If you want to search for works, just search for <em>Re:Life Chat Group</em>. I’ll say this first. It is a web novel, and you cannot discuss the story of this book in the group. However, this book has already lost all reference value.


    Chen Heng did not have any intention of hiding his identity. After all, they were from different worlds, and everyone knew each other. If he was the only one they did not know, they would guard against him.


    Queen of Ice and Snow: A web novel? This is rather rare.


    17-Year-Old Beautiful Young Lady: Indeed.


    He Who Knows Fate: My world produced a transcendent, a system user, a Dimension Administrators Association member, and two Re:Life Chat Group members. The storyline derailed long ago.


    17-Year-Old Beautiful Young Lady: It must be tough on your world’s world consciousness.


    He Who Knows Fate: Who knows what that world consciousness is feeling? It would be better if the world consciousness died. For fifty generations since that Chen n ancestor, we have been a single line of descent. Furthermore, the better our talent, the earlier we die. That is truly tragic. If my ancestor had any conscience, he would deal with that world consciousness. Of course, that is if he can beat the world consciousness.


    Queen of Ice and Snow: Sorry for your loss.


    Iron Fist Teacher: What if he does not have a conscience?


    He Who Knows Fate: Then I will reason with the world consciousness when I grow powerful.


    Umaru-chan: That is a heavy responsibility that will take a long time to fulfill.


    He Who Knows Fate: Alright, let’s stop here. The more I talk about it, the more upset I feel. Fortunately, there is a tool that I can discipline by my side. I’m going offline first.


    Efreet: He Who Knows Fate, this is typical of people who establish their happiness on others’ pain. He has fallen too.


    Kal’tsit: No. I feel He Who Knows Fate is right in this case. If he does not teach Warfarin a lesson, she will probably try to bite him every day.


    Faillen Angel Gabriel: Speaking of vampires…


    nk Never Loses: That’s right. Gabriel is an angel, after all. How about you send He Who Knows Fate a crucifix you blessed? See if it works?


    Kal’tsit: It would be practically useless. A Vampire is a Vampire, not a true vampire. My Terra has a race called Sankta, and they look like angels. They even have a halo that cannot be removed. Their faith and religion are very simr to the Western church I have recently learned about. Most of them stay in Laterano. The Laterans are pedantic in the way they do things, giving others the impression of old-fashionedness and inflexibility. Of course, there are exceptions.


    [TL Note: Here is more information on the Sankta race: /wiki/Sankta.]


    nk Never Loses: @Faillen Angel Gabriel, can you remove your halo? Does it feel dazzling when you sleep?


    Faillen Angel Gabriel: Boss, you focus on different things from others. Furthermore, you focus on the strange things. The halo on my head can be hidden.


    Kal’tsit: I only said they look like angels. They are not as powerful as the angels I recently learned about. Most Laterans fight using firearms, which are the guns you speak of. Of course, there are several who use staffs.


    Solomon: Ah…guns. Angels felling the enemies with guns. Why does that sound strange?


    nk Never Loses: Milord, times have changed.


    Faillen Angel Gabriel: Just like me. However, I do not use guns like that. I normally use the First Trumpet of the Apocalypse.


    Iron Fist Teacher: You might as well use a gun. You would only kill one person with each shot. If you use the First Trumpet of the Apocalypse, all the people of Earth will die with your enemies.


    “Ouch! My hands and legs are numb. Rather, my entire body is numb. It’s like intense electricity shocked me.” A dazed Warfarin returned to consciousness. She was still a little stupefied, wondering why she had fainted. <em>What was I doing before this?</em>


    <em>That’s right! Blood!</em>


    Warfarin tried to get up, but the chains on her hands and legs stopped her.


    “Hey?! What’s going on? Why am I bound?” After failing to get up, Warfarin stared nkly at the chains around her arms and legs.


    “You have woken up? The surgery was sessful. You are now a man.” Warfarin discovered a man, wearing a doctor’sb coat and a mask, standing beside her when she heard the voice.


    “That’s impossible!” Warfarin immediately figured that this man was lying, as she did not feel any difort. This was the judgment of a doctor with outstanding medical skills. She would not be wrong.


    “Tsk! How boring.” Chen Heng dejectedly removed his mask when he failed to fool the awakened Warfarin.


    “Hey! It’s you. Theb coat is mine, right? Why are you wearing my clothes? How frivolous of you!” The electrocuted Warfarin figured out who the man wearing her clothes was.


    “Shut up. Do you think I wanted to do that? There’s no other doctor’s attire in this examination room.” Chen Heng became angry from embarrassment, so he electrocuted Warfarin again. Then he took off theb coat.


    “I feel numb. Let go of me. Why are you doing this? Let me warn you, this is illegal!”