Rise Of The White Dragon Chapter 98
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Luan took out a bottle of Base Building Pills and Blood Pill and gave it to Saulo. "Grandfather, swallow this and it will be able to help improve your physique and also increase your strength."
"I'll do it, but I'll do it later." Saulo put the bottle with the pills in his pocket and said, "Anyway. We go to Nilson's quarters, and then you can do what you said."
"Yes, grandfather." Luan didn't care if his grandfather was going to swallow the pills now or not; as long as he does it later, it wouldn't be too late.
Luan took the laptop from the table and followed Saulo and Maira into the house. Walking, they soon arrived in front of Nilson's room and Maira opened the door.
"You all can leave and don't let anyone in this room for the next few hours," Saulo said to the maids who were in the room looking after Nilson.
"Yes." They nodded and then left.
Nilson was lying in bed, his face pale. He must have been having nightmares since he was struggling a lot.
Luan approached and pulled a chair close to the bed and sat in front of Nilson. Placing both of his hands on Nilson's head, he made him relax and sleep more deeply and forget what he was dreaming about.
The way that cassettes needed to rewind their tapes to get back to the beginning or even a few hours, what Luan was going to do was not quite like that. He couldn't just rewind Nilson's memories; he would need to do something a little more complicated.
So what exactly was Luan going to do? Using his spiritual power, Luan entered Nilson's mind directly. There, he had access to all the information of the brain, that is, Nilson's memories. However, there was something that tried to resist Luan's entrance and constantly expel him from there, but Luan managed to pass by Nilson's "Guardian of the Mind" and make it believe that he was not something "evil", but something "good" that was there to help.
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The Guardian of the Mind: Think of it as the watchdog that is always alert to those who can and cannot enter one's home, likewise the critical factor is on the border between the conscious mind and the subconscious mind, blocking the entry and exit of outside mental suggestions or commands.
Arriving at the border, passing by "The Guardian of the Mind", Luan began to erase the memories starting with the most recent; backward, with the intention of stopping only when he had rewound to Nilson's memories of when he was only 17 years old, before he became the person he was today.
In the process that Luan used with his spiritual power to erase Nilson's memories, he saw the memories all at super speed. He couldn't help but look at the memories that went by too fast and were erased since he needed to put all his attention on it. Furthermore, Luan wanted to understand what made Nilson get to where he had arrived, if it was really because of the Ramos Family's oldest daughter that he became this way.
Although the speed that Nilson's memories were flashing by was extremely fast, Luan's brain was able to process everything at high speed with the help of his spiritual power.
He saw the moment when Nilson spoke to Vincent Cont. He also found out that Vincent Cont and his wife had been blackmailing Nilson because they saw him hire someone to harm Cleiton Ramos, son of Fabíola Ramos, the woman Nilson Dimas was in love with, who had married and had two children with another man. In addition, they also had evidence that Nilson was still having an affair with Fabíola Ramos.
(Cleiton Ramos: Second Heir to the Ramos Companies. He participated in a dimensional rift and was saved by Ingrid, but was ungrateful and had negative thoughts. He was poisoned and was suddenly killed by it while taking a bath.)
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Time passed slowly, minute after minute, until it became hours, and before realizing it, 4 hours had passed and almost all of the memories of Nilson's last years were erased, and only stopped when Luan saw that Nilson was an entirely different person, before meeting Fabíola Ramos. At that moment, Nilson had still liked Maira and was even protective of her.
An important thing that Luan discovered: although Nilson did not stay with Fabíola Ramos, for all these years he had been hiding his relationship with her, and had been having casual sex with her and was also manipulated by Fabíola, saying that if he managed to get his hands on Maira's fortune, she would divorce her husband and stay with him.
Luan was dripping sweat, and Ingrid, who saw this, went to get a face towel and came back and stood very close to Luan and gently wiped the sweat off his face.
"Thank you." Luan thanked Ingrid as he removed his hands from Nilson's head.
"You're welcome," she smiled.
Luan turned and looked in Saulo's direction. "Grandfather, it will take at least an hour before he wakes up, and when that happens, it is good that someone he knew from when he was 17 is around."
"Okay, you can go. I'll be here when he wakes up," Saulo said.
"Okay. Grandfather, another thing: After you take the pills and recover well, contact me and I will personally teach you how to train your body. If you train hard, you can live for at least another 100 years," Luan said with a smile.
"I will do this." Saulo smiled and said sincerely, "Luan, thanks for what you did for your Uncle Nilson."
Saulo Dimas felt as if a weight was lifted from his heart. Nilson Dimas' behavior had always worried him. It was obvious but as bad as he was, Nilson was still his son. There was no way he couldn't care.
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After returning home, Luan, Maira, and the girls changed their clothes, putting on more comfortable gym clothes to train.
Catharina was the first to get ready and was scrolling through the recent news on the internet. One of the stories was about the death of Cleiton Ramos due to poison, and it was a contagious poison passed through physical contact. There was also news that Armanda Hamibo Silva had filed divorce papers against Samuel Hamibo.
There were many topics about the mysterious rifts, some already believed faithfully in their existence, and even created some communities to talk about it. Others, however, said it was all created by the government, that it was a conspiracy, and telling people not to believe it.
*
It was late at night and Elias Levy Cardoso arrived at Luan's house, accompanied by 20 people. Luan let them in and brought them out to the patio near the pool.
Most of these people were not from a rich family, because of that their jaws dropped while looking at the mansion.
"This place is incredible!" Manuela Coelho, nicknamed Manu, said with bright eyes as she turned and watched everything around her. She has never been to a mansion so luxurious and beautiful.
"Let me introduce this man to you all," Elias said suddenly, "This is Luan Dimas, the person who will be the new boss of you guys."
"Nice to meet you all. First of all, read this and sign if you agree." Luan had 20 sheets in his hands and delivered one to each of them.
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