Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1942 - 1932: The Pitiful Pope

"Kid, don’t think too much. Since we didn’t die, that’s good enough. Maybe someone appeared and saved us at that time."The handsome guy had been pondering over the question himself for a long time. Who exactly saved them? To rescue them from under the Bright Pope’s control was indeed rare.

"Alright." Lin Zifeng nodded, then turned and headed outside the cabin.

"Hey, don’t scare her. I’ve already asked her all the questions you want to ask. She doesn’t know."

Watching Lin Zifeng turn and leave the cabin, he knew Lin Zifeng must be preparing to find that mute woman to inquire.

Outside the cabin, the woman was drying some fishing nets covered in seaweed. These were her means of livelihood — fishing.

As Lin Zifeng approached, the woman quickly sensed his presence. She first slightly lifted her head and smiled sweetly at him, her smile penetrating deep into the heart.

"Hello, my name is Lin Zifeng." To avoid startling her, Lin Zifeng maintained a polite and courteous tone, worried that raising his voice too much would scare her.

She slightly nodded in response.

In fact, she wasn’t truly mute; she just didn’t want to speak. As the Pope, she always ruled the entire Bright Church with a masculine approach. Over the years, her voice had become neither male nor female.

To hide her voice, she didn’t intend to speak.

"By the way, can you write?" It’s quite frustrating to be with a mute person; she can’t speak, only listen. Her expressed emotions were incomprehensible to Lin Zifeng. So after a few words, they found themselves in a predicament.

She blinked her big eyes repeatedly without any action.

"Alright." Lin Zifeng’s old face turned dark, thinking she might not know writing, having lived alone on the island. Without much communication, he started heading toward the sea area not far from the cabin.

Having just woken up, he didn’t know where he was and hurried to find a way to leave.

Watching Lin Zifeng’s departing figure, a rare hint of a smile appeared on her exquisite face.

This lonely island, named Bright Right Sea, is located 500 km north of the Bright Church. She named the island herself as Bright Right Sea.

As the first female pope in three thousand years of the Bright Church, she had stayed in the lonely place of the Bright Church for decades.

She naturally had her feminine side.

Bright Right Sea was her frequent retreat, especially when she was upset. She would come here alone, shedding the heavy pope robe to embrace her feminine side.

Alone, in silence, watching the sea, playing music, everything was so peaceful yet lonely...

As Lin Zifeng expressed, she was like a wild horse yearning for freedom. She preferred a quiet life over one that made her feel trapped. After Lin Zifeng left the cabin, she gazed tightly at his leaving silhouette, seemingly recalling something.

If the Pharaohs and the previous generations of popes knew she sheltered Lin Zifeng, who knows what expression they would have. Sometimes, being in a high position felt helpless...

"Hey, little lady, you’re still here." At this moment, the handsome guy came out of the cabin, first spotting her with eyes eager to stick on her. The reinstated pope exuded a different charm; slender and thin, her flawless facial features especially mesmerizing under her white clothing.

She simply smiled and then continued crouching over her fishing net. She enjoyed this lifestyle, occasionally spending time at Bright Right Sea, living an ordinary life, helping many Western children. If not for repaying the previous pope’s nurturing grace, she would have left long ago. After all, she was the pope, but couldn’t have the freedom she deserved.

"Come, let me help you. Using these fishing nets to fish is less practical than letting me fish." The handsome guy twisted his large body forward, but she gently slapped his paw away, refusing his help. If she really wanted to fish, she could catch plenty with a single gesture, preferring an ordinary life instead.

Slap!

The handsome guy’s forearm was gently slapped, making the dead dog yelp cheerfully. She glared at him a little angrily, playfully scolding, then scampered away, leaving him wiping drool from his mouth, muttering, "She’s really something. If I were human, it’d be great to marry her..."

......

Lin Zifeng walked toward the island’s edge in a straight line direction from the cabin. Reaching the island’s coast, he used his perspective eye to gauge the vast sea. Within a hundred miles, he could see various things, but beyond that, there seemed to be no end, with nothing he was looking for.

"What kind of strange place is this? Am I really trapped here?" Lin Zifeng felt uncertain, knowing his perspective eye’s abilities, yet finding no end to the sea view. Who knows how far he was from civilization?

He didn’t even know how he ended up here, with no one to inform him.

Nor did he know what place this was.

"Who can rescue us from the Bright Pope’s hands? Who could it be?" No matter how he tried to think, he couldn’t conceive that the one who saved him was the Bright Pope herself.

So... Lin Zifeng spent the entire day aimlessly wandering the island, trying to find an exit from this strange place, but ending up disappointed. The island wasn’t large.

Within a day, he had traversed the entire island.

The island was entirely surrounded by endless sea. Even trying to swim continuously in one direction, he feared going too far and his body would rot after prolonged exposure to saltwater, which would inevitably backfire on him.

......

At night, carrying a sense of loss, he returned to the cabin. Outside the cabin, coal burned while the woman quietly sat before it, cooking the catch from her fishing nets. The handsome guy sat beside her, savoring her fragrance with a mischievous demeanor...