Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 1285

Looking at Cloud with a firm expression, the King of Transformation didn't know what to say.

The King of Styx was anxious. He felt that he had seen too many people who were determined not to be reincarnated. Cloud's expression now was exactly the same as that of those ghosts before.

He would definitely regret it!

Even the King of Judgment asked in surprise, "Are you sure?"

"If you choose to reincarnate, your life will be wonderful in the future, you could easily win this life. When your life is over, you can still be reincarnated again. Each life will give you different happiness, joy, and loved ones."

"However, if you don't reincarnate, you will only have your closest relatives and loved ones in this life. When they continue to reincarnate, they will no longer remember you."

The King of Judgment didn't understand what Cloud was thinking. Normal ghosts wanted to be reincarnated, but those ghosts who were wandering in the mortal world and couldn't be reincarnated would try their best to find a substitute ghost to reincarnate.

Now, it could be clearly seen what the consequences of impulsiveness were. Now that Cloud had such a good opportunity, he still did not cherish it.

Cloud listened carefully and thanked them all, "I understand. Thank you, the three kings."

"However, it's still my choice not to be reincarnated."

How could he be reincarnated? His favorite family members were all still there, and he couldn't bear to leave.

If they all reincarnate in the next life, then he could not reincarnate, because when everyone in this life left, all memories of their family would completely disappear.

As long as he was still there, everything about the Crawford family would still be there.

There would be people who would always remember the Crawford family, the little old lady, the brothers, younger brothers, sisters, Lilly...

He was the carrier of memory.

Of course he could not leave.

It was his reluctance to give up, but also his intention to retain.

The King of Styx scratched his ears and cheeks, the King of Judgment frowned, the King of Transformation already understood and remained silent.

"That's fine," He said, "As long as you have no regrets."

Cloud said loudly, "I have no regrets!"

The King of Judgment had no choice. This was Cloud's choice and it had nothing to do with him.

When the little king of hell came later, she could not blame him for it.

"In that case..." The King of Judgment was picking through the caves in the Ghost Town, and found a good mansion number for him, "No. 4444, District 4, City 4, this will be your future residence."

The Ghost Town was different from a modern city. It was more like a bottomless futuristic city. It was divided into several areas, and each area was divided into several cities. Each area was an independent "city", like a real estate. There were layers upon layers, and the residence at the bottom could reach thousands of levels above them.

Generally, the new ghosts could only live at the bottom, there were thousands of floors above them. If they wanted to go up and down the street to buy something, or go to the support pavilion to collect some money contributed by their families... They would have to 'travel' for three days and three nights.

It was different for those who live on the top floor. It was convenient for them to come and go, and they would not feel pressured.