The Innkeeper - Chapter 1624: What in the bloody hell?!?

All things must come to an end, but so long as possibility exists, even the cessation of all things will be greeted by reality anew, endlessly repeating but with the steps taken along the way varying infinitely...If you would like to support me or read up to 50 chapters ahead, search for me on Patreon at Eins_left_foot.

Grandpa Yu often repeated beside the ear of Yu Zhen, saying that he(YZ) has a soul in his body. If he doesn’t properly train in asceticism, and raise then send away the powerful soul, in this lifetime he would have to live as a bachelor. In his next lifetime he would be reborn as a lifestock animal.

Yu Zhen played on his mobile and nodded. On the surface he replied, “Uh-huh”. In his heart he laughed, “hahaha”. Keeping his grandfather in the dark was amusing so the lie was repeated for over ten years without Yu Zhen getting tired of it.

After some years, Grandpa Yu passed away and a cold-faced handsome guy came to his door in a luxury car – with a household register in his hands.

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Yu Zhen: The soul in my body reincarnated into someone else’s body to demand repayment, what should I do!

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Taking place within a world of Measurements―superpowers owned from birth, with most being absolute trash.A world involving numerous secret organisations looking to take advantage of those rare and remarkable few possessing exceptional powers.When there exists Forbidden Knowledge better left unknown.When the discovery of said knowledge results in the inevitable; a world-ending catastrophe.‘Ignorance is bliss.’Fighting against the unrelenting persistence of the one who knows all.Before the tragic fate of the world repeats itself once more.―He must be stopped.

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.