God Emperor In The Body of a Rich Merchant

God Emperor In The Body of a Rich Merchant
Chapter 31: Night Show



"Human? The man who became a tiger? Is that possible? This sounds absurd. It's impossible!" enzi.


"What is impossible? Nothing is impossible in this world. All the possibilities could happen. Look Ghiwa. The figure of a wolf that can turn into a human being." explained Emperor Quelle.


"That's a different story, because of the change that happened to Ghiwa, you're the one who did it. If you do something that makes no sense becomes a real thing, I believe. Because I'm used to seeing you do it. The case of the white tiger? Does that include gods?" ask Enzi.


Emperor Quelle replied, "No, it's not a god. What happened to the white tiger was purely an accident. Or it could be said to be an incident that was both out of the blue and out of control."


Enzi seemed increasingly confused when he heard the explanation conveyed by Emperor Quelle.


"I'm not getting it. Hehehe.." said Enzi.


Emperor Quelle explained again, "Basically, humans have different talents. There were even some people who were talented, had special abilities from birth. Like the ability to see the future, the ability to talk to animals, even the ability in the form of instinct and strength that resembles animals. For the case of the white tiger, he was a human who from birth had tiger-like abilities. Like his fingernails suddenly becoming sharp, or his two fangs suddenly extending. Over the years, he honed his skills. Keep practicing to be strong, by utilizing the special abilities he has. However, he ignored the important thing in this improvement of his ability."


Enzi lay on a couch made of bamboo. Staring at the ceiling of the house, trying to imagine everything that Emperor Quelle explained.


"Is there anything in enhancing a particular ability that should not be overlooked? Is this training process different from what I've been through all this time?" ask Enzi.


Emperor Quelle stood near the pond, looking far ahead through the pool water surface screen. "Not much different. From the beginning of the process of deep energy training, I always remind you to be able to control your emotions and think calmly. That is the important thing in learning the technique of internal energy. And also by improving special abilities. In improving special abilities, one must be able to control the special abilities he has and continue to maintain them to stay under control, so that the special abilities he has do not control his own mind. That's what happened to the white tiger. Since he ignored that important thing, then his special ability increased out of control and turned the human into a wild white tiger."


"Oh~ I understand now. It looks like that's the problem!"


Emperor Quelle asked "So you already know what you have to do now?"


"Of course." Enzi replied confidently. "So my job now is to help that person control his special abilities right? Because I was thinking, if I asked the citizens, soldiers, and warriors to stop their hunt. Then it's an impossible thing. In fact, it is likely that I will receive the punishment for having been deemed to defy the king's decree! Didn't we?"


"Yep! Damn right! You're getting smarter now." Emperor Quelle said to Enzi.


"Hehehe.. Of course, it was you who taught me all this time." said Enzi smiling sweetly.


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In the middle of a forest not far from the city of Rajatapura, a group of warriors walked around the area where the bodies of the victims of the murder committed by the white tiger were found.


"We'd better split up!" said one of the warriors with celurit weapons. "We'll regroup at the farm by the time the sun starts to sink!"


"Good!" answer the other officers in unison.


In the hunt for white tigers, there are some warriors who only run fast in the forest area is very slippery. There are also some warriors who jump from tree to tree, with a jump distance that is close enough to seem slow.


Until in the end, there was a swordsman from the group who managed to arrive at the river bank.


"the river? Yes, river! A tiger needs water to drink! Not wrong anymore! Based on the location, the tiger must have crossed this area!" said the swordsman with a machete weapon in his hand.


The warrior continued walking down the riverbank. Until finally, he met a man dressed in deer skin who was washing his face.


The swordsman approached the man dressed in deer skin and ventured to ask him.


"Hey old man! Do you live around this area?"


The man dressed in deer skin allowed a glance, looking at the swordsman standing nearby with a sharp gaze.


The swordsman was offended by the remark made by the man dressed in deer skin to him.


The swordsman pulled out a machete and said "Damn it! How dare you threaten me! Do you not know who I am?"


"I don't care who you are! But for sure, you have to get out of here, right now!" order men dressed in deer skin.


"Damn! I think I should teach you a lesson!" the swordsman swung the sword towards the man dressed in deer skin. "Outside your history! Yepyaaaaa!!!"


Whooooom!!!


The man dressed in deer skin managed to dodge the attack easily.


"Damn!" the warrior seemed increasingly upset. "I'll kill you! Ohhhoo!!!"


The man dressed in deer skin moved quickly, piercing the swordsman's heart with his long nails, and squeezing it with his fingers.


The warrior died instantly.


The man dressed in deer skin threw the warrior's corpse into the river, and let his corpse be the food of the fish that inhabit in it.


"This place is no longer safe! It seems I should move out of here soon!" thought the man dressed in deer skin.


The man dressed in deer skin was a tiger warrior from Mount Salak, the original form of a white tiger.


In the evening, the warriors came out of the forest. Gathered in farm fields, a possible place for white tigers to come in search of food.


Celurite warriors counted the number of warriors present there.


"Less one person! Who hasn't come back?" ask the celurit swordsman.


The warriors allowed a view, to the right and to the left. Find out who their comrades are who have not returned from the hunt.


"The cleaver hasn't returned yet! It seems that he is still in the forest! We have to pick him up!" the word swordsman mustache.


Swordsman waving prevents with a loud voice "Don't! That's dangerous! The beasts will reveal themselves in the middle of the forest at night!"


The moustached warrior asked, "Lantas how? Are we going to let him be an easy meal for those ferocious animals?"


"In this case, it is better to sacrifice one person, than to sacrifice many!" answer the warrior sternly.


The sun seemed to sink behind the curtain of night. The stars in the sky show their light from a distance.


When night came, the body of the tiger warrior from Mount Salak turned into a fierce white tiger.


When he turned into a white tiger, he did not move based on his mind. Instead of moving based on strong animal instincts.


His animal instincts sense, the existence of a group of humans in the farm area.


Sensing that, the white tiger spontaneously said, "It's time for a night show!"