Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 680: Section 472: New Future (Part 3)_3

Chapter 680: Section 472: New Future (Part 3)_3

Organs can be regenerated, lungs can be changed, even hair can grow at will, this so-called supreme Sequence is too powerful.

"Right, we still haven’t named this Sequence, how should we call it?" Rewo looked at Larraya, "Mr. Larraya, the owner, are you ready to name your Sequence?"

"I, I don’t have such talent," the young adult awkwardly said.

"He still doesn’t know," Clovis turned to look at Malin.

"He’s the dumbest human I’ve ever seen," Rewo directly turned her swivel chair to face Malin.

Finally caught on after being clueless, the big boy thought of something, "What do you mean by that about me?"

Malin gestured for the kid to sit down, then pulled up a chair, and sat across from him.

"Larraya, I have some news for you, I don’t know if it’s good news because it’s about Clover," Malin said, pausing deliberately.

Malin originally wanted the clueless kid to think over everything that had happened to Clover during this time and then deduce what had happened to her.

To Malin’s delight, although Larraya was stunned for a while, he quickly seemed to understand something and trembled as he clutched his head, "Clover, Clover... Oh, recently she always likes to eat sour things, and often has acid reflux... Could it be, could it be..."

At this point, tears streamed down the kid’s face.

Ah, you little bastard finally caught on.

Malin sighed, "Yes, Clover, she," "Clover, she has an incurable illness too?!"

Rewo’s coffee sprayed directly onto Clovis’s face, and the Bunny Girl wiped her face, her two bunny ears tossed back in insult to her intelligence as she collapsed in the chair.

The smile froze on Malin’s face, completely unable to fathom how the kid came to such a bizarre conclusion: "How did you come up with such a nonsensical answer?"

"No, not that?" Larraya, crying like a Shiba Inu from 2020, sniffled and raised his head to look at Malin.

"Not that, you damn fool, she’s pregnant, with your child," Malin looked at him with an expression of frustration.

"My child!" Larraya screamed, clutching his head, "Mine!"

"Yes, yours... I think it should be yours." Watching the boy’s hysterical reaction, Malin hesitated for a moment—he had indeed seen all manner of implausible realities in this day and age, and the damnable reality never bothered with making sense, only stories written by an author like him ever took that into consideration.

"Of course it’s mine! But, but I... but I can no longer be with her..." Having said that, the Shiba Inu that was just excited a moment ago collapsed in the chair again.

However, Malin wasn’t without a solution, and he took out a potion made from the World Tree fruit from his pocket: "Your problem is that your vitality has been greatly sapped due to overuse of Spell Formations, and if it were anyone else, you’d probably be beyond saving, but you met me... so, I will provide you with a potion, it may not let you live to be a hundred, but hitting sixty shouldn’t be a problem, so, will you drink it?"

"Can, can I?" the young man tearfully asked.

"Of course, here you go," Malin passed the potion to him.

Larraya took the potion from Malin, pulled the cork while looking at Malin, and drank the potion under Malin’s encouraging gaze.

"Mr. Malin, how shall I ever thank you?" When Larraya posed this question, Malin smiled and waved his hand, "Just make sure you survive."

"I believe you might be interested in acquiring my Sequence. I can let your two ladies strip it from me; after all, it’s no use to me anymore," Larraya said.

But Malin still shook his head—if before, Malin had wanted to find a good Sequence for hiding and protecting his offspring, by now, he felt it was better to find a high-ranking Sequence similar to that of a Shadow Walker for his little cub, "But you will always need a Sequence to protect you, to protect Larraya and the child in her womb. So, you should try your best to survive, then acquire another Sequence. If you can achieve a dual Sequence, maybe then I will come to reclaim this supreme Sequence from you."

"That won’t be a problem, Mr. Malin. You have given me and Larraya a chance at a lifelong partnership, and for that, I am deeply grateful to you, sir," Larraya expressed his gratitude repeatedly, but Malin didn’t really care for his thanks, "You should go see your Larraya now."

After speaking, Malin sent him away and then reached out to pick up Rewo, returning to the hall with the Bunny Girl.

By then, the lad had already embraced his beloved.

"Malin, are you really not interested in his supreme talent?" Rewo asked curiously.

"Yes, after all, he can only use it to save his and Larraya’s lives," Malin didn’t like to take what others enjoyed, nor did he want to take their lives. This kid was still being chased by Chaos; what if he lost his abilities and got trapped somewhere?

You can’t really just leave him high and dry.

So, let it be.

"Mr. Malin," Larraya’s voice entered Malin’s mind, pulling him from his thoughts, and so Malin nodded and looked at him.

"Sir, I feel that Larraya and I really must leave. You said that Chaos is capturing us, so we must leave tonight," Larraya declared.

Malin nodded, "I can open a teleportation portal for you."

"Teleportation is not suitable for Larraya. Her body is weak, and I also want to take her by train to Carterburg, the scenery along the way is bound to be very beautiful," Larraya explained.

Malin thought for a moment, "Alright, since you’re leaving tonight, then, please accept these two small gifts from me." As he spoke, Malin drew his service pistol from his waist and handed it to Larraya.

"Thank you, sir," Larraya certainly recognized the weapon—this type of pistol was the trendiest thing in the entire Western Human World at the moment, with a faster firing rate than a Revolver, more bullets, and a more efficient reloading speed.

With these three advantages and a caliber roughly the same as the Revolver, this new-style pistol had become the most coveted item for everyone who used these weapons, which is why it was very expensive. But Malin didn’t care at all; what he said he’d give, he gave.

Larraya was very grateful for Malin’s generosity. He took the gun, and then watched as Malin took out his wallet and pulled out a stack of hundred-dollar Sydney currency, a true standard hard currency.

Larraya joyfully accepted it all, and then, holding Larraya’s hand, he prepared to leave.

And the elf girl thanked Malin’s ladies all the way, and at the end, she even gave Malin a curtsey, a lady’s gesture of respect, before leaving Malin’s home with her beloved.

"Seeing Larraya’s situation, we too must strive," Nova reflected aloud.

Malin sensed the gaze of several predators upon him.

Ha, I, Malin, join the hunt tonight!