This is a dim alley. The dusk twilight is covered by the tall walls on both sides of the alley. The temperature in the alley is low.

In the middle of the alley was a homeless man.

The homeless man hadn't taken a shower for a long time. His hair was messy, his face was gray and simple, his beard was tangled and hung on his chest, and his body was covered with a dirty old cotton jacket.

There was also a plastic pocket on his hand, which contained a cold bun that had been bitten.

At this moment, the homeless man was looking up at Ren Wu and the mysterious man standing beside Ren Wu.

Looking at Ren Wu's face, the homeless man suddenly shook his body, his pupils dilated, and his body trembled. He looked at Ren Wu in disbelief, and the dumplings in his mouth fell on his beard.

The homeless man struggled to get up from the ground, bowed his back, and slowly approached Ren Wu.

Looking at Ren Wu's face, the homeless man's voice trembled.

He handed Ren Wu the cold bun on his hand, "Eat, eat buns."

He was not speaking any language that Ren Wu understood, but Ren Wu understood the meaning of these words he said.

Some of the confused Ren Wu habitually took the plastic bag.

The mysterious man raised his right hand, and the tramp's neck was pinched by an invisible force and suspended in mid-air.

The homeless man waved his arms wildly, his face fluttering into purple.

"Look at him, aren't it very pitiful?" The mysterious man's tone was calm and cold.

"...what do you want to say?" Ren Wu frowned.

Bullying a weak and sickly homeless man for no reason made Ren Wu feel a little disgusted towards this mysterious man.

"Do you think the world is indifferent and unfair? Why are some people born to be kings, and they have been sitting on the crown since they were born and overlooking the world. Some people are born to be as humble as grass, struggling in the quagmire since they were born. Perhaps the end of their life is just the starting point of others, just like him, pitiful and sad."

Ren Wu's eyes showed disgust. "I never believe in fate. People conquer nature. If you believe in fate, then what else can you do? Just lie on the ground and wait for your life to hit you on the head."

"Hahahaha." The mysterious man laughed wildly.

"The world is actually fair!" He paused, "Do you believe in parallel space? You are as humble as grass in this world, and you in another world may be as noble as the emperor. You are in this world. You are mediocre in this world, but you are a super genius admired by thousands of people. For example, this homeless man, perhaps in a certain world, he is the Nine Five Lord who controls the world's power." The mysterious man's face was covered by black fog, but Ren Wu felt that he was smiling.

"All parallel spaces have another you live, your luck in countless worlds, and your talents add up to the complete one. I will teach you how to do it - ultimate unity! Take everything from him!"

The mysterious man raised his arm, and the homeless man was pinched tighter, and the part above his neck turned purple.

The homeless man kicked his legs desperately.

"If we hadn't participated, the city would have a blizzard tonight, and he would have been frozen to death on the streets, just like a wild dog on the roadside was frozen to death on the streets. We just let his destined fate be slightly ahead of time."

The mysterious man waved his hand gently and the homeless man suffered a cardiac arrest.

The dead homeless man tilted his head and looked at Ren Wu blankly.

Ren Wu's heart was tight.

The mysterious man carefully took out a small white light spot from the homeless man's body with his fingertips.

"Do you know what this is?"

"What is this?" Ren Wu had an ominous premonition.
Chapter completed!