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Chapter 325: A jerk? Are you worthy?
On the blue freighter, Wordsworth leaned on the railing and looked out at the dark sea.

"Row, row, row the boat, gently go down the river. Happy, happy, happy, life is just a dream..."

He hummed softly the song his mother sang to him when he was a child.

I don’t know why, recently memories of the past always suddenly emerge in my mind like bubbles, and then burst like bubbles, disappearing without a trace.

Suddenly, Wordsworth's body was no longer under his control. He pushed himself upward with both hands, and his whole body moved up and down, left and right like a tube, searching for a way out.

The attempt lasted for several minutes, during which Wordsworth seemed to be in a container filled with liquid, and... he had no idea when he was locked up.

During this period of time, his consciousness was completely taken over by the Father God in his body. He could only watch the other party controlling his body like a bystander.

At the same time, in the dark room of the Investigation Department, the opal soaked in the water tank finally settled down.

The god worshipped by Wordsworth finally began to fight back in his own way. A few days ago, when Milly Tang had just got the opal, he did not dare to act rashly, because he could vaguely feel the scent of the god in Milly Tang's home.

Who is this gentleman? He dared not make any mistakes because of his noble status, so the opal remained quietly in the water tank.

But it was different in the basement of the Investigation Department. He could make some preliminary attempts, and just this afternoon, he clearly heard the name "Alva" from the two people.

In the Bastia restaurant, Alva found a table and sat down.

"Old Carlos, give me some of their signature roast pork elbow. My stomach is growling with hunger."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Liu Yonglu, who had taken off his mask, and continued:
“My father brought me to this restaurant for the first time. At that time, New Newland was not as big as it is now, and it was not a suburb, but just a small town.

Merchants going to New Nulund often stop here for a quick meal.”

The door behind the bar that led to the kitchen opened, and a young man in his twenties walked out:
"Sir, do you want the roasted pork elbow? This may take a while, can you wait?"

"Yes, please give one to this gentleman."

Alva felt as if his voice had become louder. Liu Yonglu sat on a chair and looked at the same menu with Millie Tang, while Kogan and Lin Brown sandwiched Alva in the middle, one on the left and one on the right.

"Have you thought about what to eat? I'll just listen to him and eat the pork elbow."

Liu Yonglu asked for other people's opinions. He also felt puzzled. Originally, Liu Yonglu had expected that there were only two possibilities for tonight's arrest.

Or, like the chase in the police and gangster movies, Alva put up a desperate fight, and led his men to chase and intercept him, and finally BK pinned him to the ground, tied him up tightly with his shoulders and back.

Alva might have uttered a few harsh words, like "I know nothing, it's useless for you to catch me" or "Haha, Mr. Wordsworth will come to save me sooner or later".

Or, when Alva saw that the situation was not good, he knelt down and begged for mercy, hugged his thighs and begged him to let him go with tears and snot.

But he never expected that the two of them could sit here and eat calmly like they are now.

"By the way, where is your father? I remember he would tell a couple of lame dirty jokes every time he served the food."

Alva took out 10 pounds and put it in the young man's pocket as a tip. After hearing Alva's question, the young hotel owner took a deep breath and said slowly:

"He died last winter from an old illness. He didn't survive."

Alva was speechless and didn't know how to comfort him. He could only lower his head and fiddle with the cup. There was ice water in the cup but he didn't drink a sip.

"Mr. Rich, we finally meet."

He was silent for a long time before he uttered this sentence. Liu Yonglu didn't say anything. He could feel that the person in front of him seemed to have a lot to say, so he just left the stage to him.

“To be honest, I always thought you were… an obstacle to my goal, and I wanted to kill you all the time.

This attitude has not changed until now.”

Kogan, who was beside Alva, had quietly removed the safety on his pistol under the table and pointed the gun at Alva.

"But you can rest assured today. I don't have any evil plans. I'm simply tired and confused."

Alva put his hand into his pocket, and Lindbergh grabbed his wrist and took the contents of his pocket with his other hand and threw them on the table. A sample of "Nicholas the Rude".

"Don't be nervous, everyone. Although I have done many excessive things, at least I am a man of my words. Now I am completely controlled by you and can't do anything else."

Alva's voice was a little slurred because he had put the capsule under his tongue.

"Can any of you tell me who Nicholas is?"

Liu Yonglu thought, "You don't know who your old man is? Why are you asking me?"

But he also heard that Alva needed understanding and comfort the most right now. Who doesn't make mistakes in life? If you make a mistake, correct it and try again.

Alva did not need Liu Yonglu's comfort, he just answered his own questions:

“Sometimes I really don’t understand him. Many people say that he is stubborn and doesn’t know how to adapt. That’s true. People from the Wisdom God Church often came to our house to lobby him.

In fact, the conditions offered were quite good. As long as he joined the Church of Wisdom, most of the inventions in his mind would be realized sooner or later.

Our family wouldn’t have to endure so much criticism and blame, and wouldn’t have to move so often. My mother might not have left us so early.”

"Your salad, sir."

The restaurant owner didn't notice the strange atmosphere at the table at all. He brought a tray and placed everyone's appetizers on the table. Millie Tang tasted a bite for everyone before placing the dishes in the middle of the table.

Liu Yonglu and a few others ate their food while listening to Alva continue to recount the history of revolution, but Alva never picked up the cutlery.

“But the strange thing is that in recent years he has suddenly changed his personality and got involved with Prince Andrew. This time the invention also involves the Wisdom Cult.

He definitely knew about the existence of gods and the great power behind them, so what was he obsessed with? Was there any meaning in the inventions he made after sacrificing so much?

I would rather he was still the same person he was at the beginning. I have already become numb to it and there is nothing wrong with it after I get used to it.

Or maybe... don't be so stubborn from the beginning, compromise more for the people around you, and don't let them suffer so much."

Alva muttered to himself. His words were incoherent and illogical. It seemed that he just wanted to get the thoughts out of his mind without caring whether others understood him or not.

“Asshole… When I was a kid, my father once told me that there is a kind of chaos factor in this world. No matter how well you plan things, there will always be inexplicable factors that break in and mess up everything.

I think, at some point in my life, this thing must have suddenly broken in.”

Liu Yonglu's mouth was full of vegetable leaves. It turned out that the food in this restaurant found by Painter Hat was really good, and the farm salad was quite tasty.

"Mr. Richie, to this day, I still have no good feelings towards you, and you can still regard me as a villain and an enemy.

But at the same time, I have gradually begun to feel a little... confused about the mistakes I have made. Sooner or later, this confusion will take root in my heart and grow into a towering tree called regret, completely tearing apart the me of the past few years.

Since my father was a jerk, maybe I inherited that from him.

Let me...be a jerk too."

At this point, Alva pushed the capsule to his molars, ready to bite it hard.

"Ah? Who do you say you are?"

"I...I am a bad guy."

"You are worthy!?"

Liu Yonglu let out a loud cry, which frightened Nikola so much that he put the capsule back into his mouth!

I have been very sleep deprived recently, so I can't help going to bed. Go to bed early, everyone. Good night.

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(End of this chapter)