Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 90 - 90

After finishing the milk and cookies, Kyle gave himself a ten-minute break. He tapped on his bracelet, and with a few fingers taps a line of codes appeared on the screen. Within a minute, a video feed from every corner of the Mansion was shown on his screen. He looked through the footage, of the places he planted cameras except the bedroom and other off-limit areas.

He saw Zane frolicking in the indoor pool. He was about to look elsewhere but was shocked when Zane looked directly in the position of the hidden camera.

Kyle was shocked- Zane's senses were very sharp.

He quickly warned himself to be careful around her husband; both wife and husband were strange, and not in a good way for him.

Bitting the tip of his finger in a daze, 'there's no rush.' He closed the screen and didn't see Zane get out of the water and went to that hidden corner and picked up a tiny pebble-like camera was planted, blending with the walls.

Zane picked up at the tiny thing in his hands and sensed something was off. Holding it in his hands, he walked upstairs to the bedroom.

He saw his wife sleeping and didn't have the heart to wake her, so he dropped the camera beside the dressing table and walked out of the room.

Kyle didn't know someone helped him out. He was busy settling the payment for the glasshouse builders. Seeing the zeros in his account, he remembered how shocked he was when he received the money at midnight, labeled as island funds.

He wondered what went through his boss's mind when she gave him such a large sum of money, assuming he was not here for another purpose, he would have been tempted to take the money and run.

His eyes searched for the gardener- or whatever you could call that person. He wondered what such a figure from the assassin world was doing here.

Viktor was having the time of his life in the forest, munching on fruit and leaping through the trees agilely like a monkey, with cool breeze blowing on his face. His movements were fluid and dangerous.

He paused when he saw a stream, his eyes brightening as he hurried in that direction.

Pulling off his clothes, he jumped into the water. After making sure he was alone, he transformed.

His legs fused into a tail, and sharp scale spikes appeared slowly along his spine, forming sharp spikes lined at the back of his tail.

His curled hair grew longer, moving as if it had a life of its own, and scales formed on his face, making him appear more ethereal. Fangs grew in his mouth.

Covered in silver, with his hair flowing around like snakes and his eyes vertical like an animal's, he looked both beautiful and dangerous with his sharp claws and spikes.

He sank deeply into the water.

"Hmm..." his hum carried a sense of relief and freedom; it had been ages since he had transformed into this form. He was one of those rare people with blood inheritance from an ancient family line, tracing back to the era of supernaturals.

Brought back in their generation after the Earth's destruction, he swarm in the stream in swift movements, his tails gliding smoothly through the water.

His memories flashed to the first time he awakened. After experiencing so many excruciating experiments, that day was bloody hell on earth for the lab.

He sank deeper into the water, breaking his line of thought, he played happily in the water forgetting he had a job to do.

Ding*Ding*

It was the sound of his bracelet that woke him up, "Ahh...I'm late... I'm late!" he screamed, changing back quickly. He dressed with lightning speed and raced back towards the mansion.

Reaching the Mansion after an hour later, he saw the butler looking at him sternly. He clapped his hands together in apology, smiling innocently in remorse, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Kyle felt a tick in his brows. He was here working his ass off and there he was looking relaxed and comfortable. 'Ahaaaa....' he screamed internally letting out all his frustrations but he is outer expression was stern.

"The seeds have been dropped in the glass house with tools. Don't rest till you finish planting the whole garden," He commanded sternly, his tone brooking no disobedience.

Viktor nodded, knowing he was in the wrong. He quickly ran to the glasshouse near the waterfall.

The glasshouse was beautiful, shining under the evening sun. It was large and spacious, with a fountain in the middle.

He envisioned how everything would look when the flowers bloomed. He couldn't wait to see such beauty, him being the lover of beautiful things.

He picked the planting machine from the ground and opened up the silk bundle containing different types of seeds.

Given full permission to design the glasshouse, he tapped his bracelet, opening the music app.

"When your body goes boom boom boom~" the loud song started, and Viktor began swinging his hips as got to work.