Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 915: Section 604: Change (2)

Chapter 915: Section 604: Change (2)

"Ladies and gentlemen, since you are here in Thainan to earn a living, I suppose you should know how the people here deal with grudges in the underworld. My original intention was to completely erase you and your families from this land for the sake of my offspring," Malin walked in front of the dead-eyed clan leaders, smiling as he sized up the girl being held by her mother, "What’s your name?"

The girl timidly tried to step back, but her mother bitterly smiled and knelt on one knee behind her, blocking her daughter’s retreat, while also encouraging her, "Child, the respected mentor is asking for your name, hurry and tell him, don’t disappoint him, my darling."

With proper Thanan diction, this woman, who still retained her dominant Russian ancestry, courageously protected and comforted her daughter with her bravery.

And her daughter, choking back tears and fear, uttered her name under the encouragement of her mother.

Natasha Kirilenko.

This reminded Malin of the story about two Russian rabbits he had once read, what a beautiful past that was, it’s just a pity that he didn’t know what other twists and turns their story had taken, given that the internet generation moved on so quickly, and Malin did not have much time to follow this story.

Thinking this, Malin fondly ruffled the girl’s hair.

"You should also know that if I wanted to kill you..." Malin looked at them, reaching out to peel off the previous dead-eyed clan leader from the door.

A casual toss of his hand, and that corpse turned into ashes carried away by the sea breeze under their watch.

For some reason, Malin suddenly thought of the lyrics to that song.

Farewell, mother, tonight I shall sail far away.

Feeling melancholic today, Malin then looked towards the dead-eyed clan leaders, "One of my offspring stopped me because he wanted to get information from you. In return, I told him that if you choose to cooperate, then our revenge will not extend to your family members." Saying this, Malin turned to look at Mars, "Son, come out and see some of your old friends."

Mars stepped forward two paces and lifted his hood.

A brand new Mark appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Spitting image.

Malin smiled as he looked at the child who still didn’t know what to call himself, who widened his eyes looking at another version of himself, completely losing his quick wit.

His father, Hill Gaiate, was holding him, also feeling at a loss.

As for the particularly cocky major clan leader, he started laughing, "Hill, my friend, is this the child you’ve left in the police department?"

"Such a cunning feline person," Malin heard someone say this, he turned his head and saw a burly European man, who noticed Malin’s gaze and immediately lowered his head.

"He is my biological father," Mars said.

"The timeline theory is real, damn it, I always thought my college mentor believed in such so-called nonsense," a tall thin person muttered.

Indeed, you count as a high IQ criminal.

Malin nodded, and then looked towards Hill, who after taking a moment, also came to understand what was meant by ’biological father’. He gazed at Mars, hugging his Mark, uncertain of what to say.

"You... are you me from the future?" Mark, the child, was quite clever—worthy of the young Mars, or perhaps, it was innate for this child.

"You could say that," Mars said with a rare smiling glance at himself, "I’m the child who ran away. I don’t know if we could escape in other timelines."

"...At least I don’t think I could. There are too many of them, that Thanan man Lin Ping’an is a Psychic, if he weren’t there, I’m sure I could escape, but with him there, I think there’s no way to get away unless I run into a patrolling police riot squad, I would have no doubt about my death," Mark said, frowning, "How did you make it out alive?"

"You know about those two guys from the Western World who were supposed to come over this noon?" Mars asked.

"Heard they were split open, one at the front and one on the side, died pretty horribly," Mark said while flicking his tail, "Did you kill them?"

"Yes, I killed them," Mars nodded, "If they didn’t die, aside from the leader Dongma, no one else would come, so I escaped the scene and survived."

"I see, looks like I made a big comeback this time, but... sorry, looks like your father outsmarted himself to death," Mark said as he smacked his father on the head, the little cat instinctively bit back and then got slapped on the butt by his father.

"That’s why some guys are better off outsmarting themselves to death," Mars sighed, seemingly harboring an unspoken grudge against the domestic violence he was witnessing.

Malin actually chuckled, "Mars, ask sooner rather than later, don’t let everyone suffer, especially yourself." Watching Mark being grabbed by the scruff of his Fate, Malin laughed and shook his head.

To tell you the truth, how could such a clumsy father have such a smart son?

Considering that biology hasn’t gone wrong, Malin thought, it really has been tough on the mother, being a woman and taking on an idiot... must be tough indeed.