87: Chapter 87 Perhaps there are other dimensional transmigrators as well.

In the darkness deep within the alley, Yu Xiaogang's whimpers and struggles gradually weakened, leaving only intermittent gasps mixed with the wretched laughter of Bu Le and his two companions, broken by the night breeze in the damp alleyway.

Two hours later, a figure was thrown out of the alley entrance, slamming heavily into a puddle.

Yu Xiaogang curled up on the ground, his clothes torn to shreds, his hair matted messily against his Face. His Face was bruised purple and blue, bloodstains marked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were as hollow as if he had lost his soul.

He lay in the cold puddle, his bones feeling as if they had fallen apart. More than the physical pain, the humiliation and mental breakdown felt like a tide, nearly drowning him.

He had lived two lives, but he had never suffered such a monstrous humiliation.

Those three bastards hadn't just ravaged him; they had found every possible way to insult him, calling him "Xiaogang-gang" over and over, making his stomach churn with waves of nausea that still hadn't subsided.

Finally, they even taught him various perverse tricks.

He tried to crawl up, but his limbs were as soft as noodles. Just as he pushed himself up, he fell back down heavily. The rain hit his Face, bone-chillingly cold, yet he seemed not to feel it, clenching his fists so hard his nails dug deep into the mud, his eyes swirling with monstrous hatred and malice.

He hated those three bastards like Bu Le, hated them for humiliating him, and hated himself even more for being useless—unable to even defeat three local thugs, unable to even find an opening to release his Spirit.

But in the end, he directed all his resentment toward Luoluoke.

If it weren't for trying to figure out how to trick that kid with the externalized spirit, why would he have taken this shortcut? How could he have ended up in such a state?

But despite the resentment, the stubborn obsession in his heart didn't fade; instead, it burned even brighter.

He had to get Luoluoke! He had to thoroughly research that externalized spirit!

Only then could he wash away this shame and show everyone who had mocked and insulted him that he, Yu Xiaogang, was not a waste, not a trash who only knew how to plagiarize, but a theoretical Great Master who could stand at the peak of the Spirit Master's world!

He lay in the mud for an unknown amount of time until the horizon turned pale and the morning dew soaked his body. Only then did he grit his teeth and slowly crawl up from the ground.

He pulled his tattered clothes together to hide his wretched state and, with his head down like a wandering ghost, avoided the early risers on the street, stumbling toward Shrek Academy outside Soto City.

If anyone found out, he would lose all Face.

Meanwhile, inside a tavern along the street in Soto City, the trio of Gui Mengguan sat by the window, slowly sipping morning tea.

"Hey, boy. Have you heard? A huge joke happened in Soto City last night!"

Two Spirit Masters at the neighboring table didn't lower their voices, their tone full of schadenfreude: "It's that Yu Xiaogang who's a teacher at Shrek, the one who calls himself the Great Master of Spirit theory. Last night in an alley in the west of the city, he was cornered by Bu Le and his gang!"

His friend's eyes gleamed with unbelievable excitement: "Is that for real? Aren't Bu Le and those guys only interested in women? Since when did they get so thirsty that they won't even let a man pass?"

"Who knows! I heard Bu Le and the others thought Yu Xiaogang looked 'delicate.' They said they'd never seen such a delicate-looking man, so they dragged him into the alley and humiliated him for half the night, only throwing him out at dawn! The news has spread through all of Soto City; Yu Xiaogang is now the laughingstock of the entire Spirit Master circle!"

"My god! Such a thing happened? No wonder people say Bu Le and his gang are the biggest scourges of Soto City. This is too cruel; they actually had the stomach for that!"

"Who knows, maybe they've become desensitized from playing with too many women and wanted to find a new thrill to get it up again."

"Ugh~ how disgusting, how perverted."

Every word of the neighboring table's discussion reached their ears. Qiangu Jue nearly spat out his tea, clutching his mouth and shaking with suppressed laughter: "Holy crap! Those three really dared to do it! We only told them to go disgust the Great Waste Gang, but I didn't expect them to go this far. They actually went 'negative distance' with that Great Waste Gang."

Oupai couldn't help but curl his lips and shake his head: "We originally just wanted to cause some trouble for the Great Waste Gang so he wouldn't have the mind to trick Luoluoke, but we ended up giving him a psychological trauma. This is perfect; even if he wants to find Luoluoke, he'll have to worry about his own Face first. He probably won't have the nerve to step out of the house for a while."

Gui Mengguan took a sip of tea, his eyes filled with playful amusement: "The Great Waste Gang has little ability but a very narrow mind and cares deeply about Face. After this, he won't dare show his Face for at least ten days or half a month, especially since he's a Rebirth transmigrator. This gives us time to figure out exactly where that Luoluoke came from."

He paused, set down his teacup, and looked toward Red Romance, his tone becoming heavier: "Someone who crossed dimensions from the Roco Kingdom, bringing along a Magic Cat from the Starter trio... the variables are too great. We must find out how he got here and his purpose in this World, otherwise, we won't even be able to predict the upcoming plot."

Qiangu Jue and Oupai stopped laughing and nodded.

They could accept transmigrators and those who experienced Rebirth, but a character coming from another dimension was completely beyond their understanding.

No one knew how much ability this seemingly harmless child and his Magic Cat truly possessed, or what variables they would bring to this World that was already a mess.

Are there any other dimensional travelers here?

Meanwhile, the Luoluoke they were talking about was currently in a forest outside Soto City, having the time of his life.

Xiao Wu had brought a small stool and sat to the side, watching Luoluoke command the Magic Cat. One moment it would release Leech Seeds, causing emerald vines to cover the nearby trees; the next, it would scatter Sleep Powder, knocking out all the butterflies fluttering around. She gasped in amazement from time to time.

"Wow! Magic Cat is so amazing!"

Luoluoke clapped his hands, jumping up and down as he shouted: "Can you do a Solar Beam too? I want to see!"

The Magic Cat obediently looked up, the leaves on its head instantly unfurling. Dazzling golden light gathered between the leaves, and the next second, a scorching beam of light shot into the sky, blasting a shallow crater into the empty ground of the clearing. A heatwave swirled with dust, though it seemed the power was controlled.

But Xiao Wu's eyes went wide.

She had lived for a hundred thousand years and seen the Spirit Abilities of countless Spirit Masters, but she had never seen such a method of attack.

No spirit ring, no Spirit Possession—it just effortlessly released a Move comparable to the full-strength strike of a Spirit Ancestor. Moreover, the Moves were ever-changing: one moment control, the next power attack, and then healing. It was simply ridiculous.

"Your Spirit is truly miraculous."

Xiao Wu looked at Luoluoke with a smile and handed him a freshly sliced pastry: "To think it has so many different Moves; it's much more powerful than most Beast Spirits."

Luoluoke took the pastry, took a big bite, and smiled so widely his eyes crinkled into crescents: "This isn't a Spirit, this is my partner Magic Cat! It's the most powerful Grass-type pet!"

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PS: His name is just Luoluoke.