A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

Fury stood up, with only a scratch on his head. He turned his head slowly and coldly.

That was Charlie. He was holding a broken bench and gasping for breath. This was the first time he had experienced such severe pain since he was born. The pain in his head was as if mercury had been poured into it, which almost made him sick. He couldn't think; his face felt like it had been scratched with a paring knife, a hot and cold pain hit him, and the picture in front of his eyes was dyed red with blood.

"It's you again, hehehe... If it weren't for that accident, do you think you can go against me like this?" Fury said with a smile.

"You have been destroying me... I used to be so naive and thought you were my child... No, no, no, if it weren't for you, how could I be like this! Even Louise abandoned me!"

Fury stood up and kicked Charlie angrily, and then kicked him repeatedly. The hard leather shoes hit Charlie's ribs, calves, and head again and again. He could only curl up into a ball and protect his head with both hands. , like an armadillo.

Charlie could only resist reluctantly. He should have run away. It was useless for him to stay, but he had to protect his mother, or so he thought.

But what can he do... Charlie thought, stupid, how could he be stupid at this time? He should obviously go out to find the police. He is not Mr. Li. Without that kind of power, he can't do anything... everything. No more...

He was still excited about the change just now, but what could he change? He couldn't even protect himself and his mother... No, he couldn't even protect his father. He had lost that person a long time ago. Why did he realize it now...

The leather shoe kicked hard again, hitting Charlie hard on the temple.

A stream of blood surged out of his head, and Charlie fell into coma again.

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The vision is black.

Colorful black.

Charlie thought he seemed to have fainted.

But he can still think?

In such darkness, Charlie's thinking was particularly flexible. He suddenly thought of a question, how did his father become so strong?

My father is disabled and has been addicted to drugs for two years. It is impossible for him to have such a body. No, it is impossible even for a normal person. How could someone be stabbed by a kitchen knife and still remain calm... So, could it be said? …

Wizard, father is a wizard.

Charlie thought that he had seen the power of this superpower before, even if it was only once. The wizard who confronts Mr. Lee can cause a section of the pier to collapse in an instant.

But... my father is not a wizard, at least he wasn't before. So, can this kind of power be acquired?

Why did my father become a wizard? Who gave the power?

Why did he break in today? Instead of yesterday? Not the day before yesterday? It has been more than a week since he left home. Why didn't he come back until today?

Suddenly, Charlie remembered what Mr. Li said to him that same day.

"Today is Sunday. You'd better not think about it at night. You'd better stay home and close the windows. Go to bed early. It's best not to even dream."

Is there any profound meaning in these words? Sunday... This is the Sabbath of God, a holy day. Charlie still remembers the way his mother looked at the Bible. Although it was a long time ago, he still remembers that sentence.

And God blessed the seventh day, and sanctified it: because that in it he had rested from all his work which God created and made.

God has done all the work.

So...he finally has time to watch all living beings, right?

Could it be that today is the day to pray for strength and get a response?

Charlie guessed.

At this time, Charlie's consciousness had gradually returned to his body, and the scene he saw was transmitted to him. His father was pressing on his mother, but his body was still limp, like a broken machine, unable to move. Perception.

The picture was not bright, it was shrouded in black, as if there was a black glass between Charlie and him. He was inside the glass, and no matter how he shouted, his voice could not reach the other end.

Charlie felt pain and helplessness. He didn't understand...it was clear that his destiny was about to be changed, and that as long as he worked hard, he could make ripples in his life, but the upstream water source was artificially cut off, and it was his former family members who cut off the water source.

He has long accepted the fate of his family being torn apart. He has tried to repair it. He has worked hard to make money. He is the best newsboy in the whole station, and his daily income is twice that of others. But his father is still not satisfied and he is still roaring. Said we were abandoning him.

This is not my fault, and it is not my mother's fault. My father has become a quagmire, he has sunk, and he will drag us to sink with him.

Charlie once thought that he was still his father after all. He once thought that no matter how much they did, they would just abandon him and leave him.

However, his father caught up with him, and he was taking away the people Charlie cherished, taking away the life Charlie cherished, and taking away Charlie's future.

Yes, the past was gone and he had to make changes.

Now his father is...his enemy.

He's going to kill him.

He wants to gain strength.

Please... Charlie thought, whoever it is, the noble, the exalted, the supreme Lord.

Great Lord.

The eternal Lord.

Please, please.

Please give me strength.

Give me the power to kill my father.

No matter how strong or weak the power is, no matter what the price is.

Please.

I want to change the status quo and I want to protect my family.

I want to change my life, I don't want to go on like this anymore.

Please...you...

A ray of starlight shines in from the window. The star is on the distant horizon, like a distant lighthouse.

This starlight penetrated high-rise buildings, passed through shabby slums, and passed through Charlie's skull.

The darkness in front of him became distorted, like a mass of amorphous creatures.

And in the darkness, a face popped out.

There was no joy or sadness in that face. It was the face of a perfect male, with no hair on the face, no teeth in the mouth, and pure black eyes.

The moment this face appeared, the entire sea of ​​darkness boiled, as if it was boiled in an instant.

But Charlie saw that he had no fear. The appearance of this consciousness that did not belong to him in his sea of ​​consciousness did not seem abrupt. On the contrary... it was as if he saw a mirror, and the other person was more like himself than himself.

"Charlie Hank."

Face said.

"From now on, you will abandon all worldly ethics."

"You will follow the beast's pillar of gentleness and nature."

"You are, [Jellyfish]."

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