Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Hump Village was a small and secluded village in City Y, East Sea province. Harold couldn’t get inside of it when he pulled over to the entrance. The road paved inside to it was too narrow to drive in and even narrower than the road to the Lotus Tea Manor. He got off from the car and walked further, failing to find a single soul along the way.

This was more like a discarded place, without remains of living creatures and without any hints of human flesh. It was even impossible to see one small kid around this town.

Harold walked through the deserted place and finally saw an aged old man farming in his farmyard. He walked closer to the old man, who was busy with digging sweat potatoes. There were sweat potatoes in all kinds of shapes scattered on the ground in a cloth bag, being peeled off from their muds, shining in their magenta skin.

“Hello sir,” asked Harold, “Do you happen to know Spencer Smith, Doctor Miracle?”

The old man didn’t hear him. It seemed that the old man was a little deaf and he kept being busy with his work. “Sir, is there any chance that you would know doctor called Spencer Smith?” Harold asked him again

The old man didn’t respond.

Harold thought the old man was probably deaf. And he was up to somewhere else to look if there were other households around.

Nevertheless, he found nobody around all along this entire village. These houses in this village were cold and strange, as if no one had been here for a very long time. Some houses were locked, others not. The walls were so low and east to climb, so he leaped into one of them. The house was tidy-clean, even the stools were placed in order.

The village was not robbed, as it seemed. But everyone left and it was not clear why. More interestingly, the houses were left behind very clean.

downtown area, but he actually found nothing here, so naturally, he

village. I can’t find any walking person except this old man. And he might be deaf! I can’t get any answers from him. The

old man? Is he ninety

he is seventy. His hair is all white while he appears to be very stout. Besides, he doesn’t stop even for a moment while working so much just now, and he doesn’t have a drinking

him with the farm work.”

Emily, do you mean that he

say that Doctor Miracle has a weird personality? Maybe he heard it and pretended

made sense. He hung up the phone, took off his coat, going to

said to the old man. Harold took the shovel from

the sweet potatoes he dug out. He cleaned up the soil with his bare hands and put

them into his jackets. He was following the old man behind. The old man turned around and walked into a small house with red bricks and tiles. There were three rooms, and a small courtyard. The courtyard was filled with different kinds of grass and some unknown trees. The door was also covered with grass. Everybody can see the winter was

walked right in and poured out his sweet potatoes on the ground. He went inside of the house,

his jacket on. He was flummoxed. He didn’t know how to get the old man’s heart. He just stood there, at the

casual and began to take his nap. When he woke up, he found out the wooden stake at the courthouse was still