Sumatra's Greatest Fan-Chapter 88: Hello Sumatra!

[Do you wish to enter Sumatra?]

Hearing the furball’s words, the youth roared, "Fuck,yes! Is that even a question?"

"Where am I getting reincarnated?" The youth unleashed a string of questions, "The Mammoth Clan? The Quip Clan? The Brimgan Empire? The..."

[Stop!]

The furball was experiencing a headache upon seeing the youth’s enthusiasm. It made a motion implying for him to shut up and listen, and then began to speak.

[Do you know who I am?]

"Did you appear in the story?" The youth frowned, stared at the furball from top to bottom and then uttered in excitement, "You must be Ren..."

[Nope, I am not. Good try, however.]

"Then...Orakha?" The youth tilted his head.

[Nope, I am Pet’s creator.]

"Torq?" The youth chuckled, "Damn! You’re the Extreme Iron Transcendent!"

[That’s one of my titles. In truth, I am...]

"The Blessed Clansman, I know." The youth nodded as if a matter of fact, "I read the book, you know..."

"Gah!" He shouted as the furball crashed into his face.

[Listen to me!]

"Okay, okay, I will. Geez!" The youth waved his hand, and then grew silent, eagerly expecting the furball to continue its explanation.

[I will reincarnate you as myself...]

"YAHOOOOO!" The youth jumped up and down in excitement, "Extreme Iron, baby! Extreme..."

[Lusten!]

The furball crashed into the youth’s face, and only then managed to calm him down, albeit barely.

"Yes, I’m listening." The youth nodded, pointing out after a second had passed, "Was that a typo there?"

Veins popped on the furball’s face as it sighed.

[I’ll find someone else to send to Sumatra.]

"Your Majesty!" The youth hugged the furball with force, using a death grip, "It’s me! Send me! Only me!"

"I’ll listen, please!" He spoke in a hurry, "I was just excited for a second there. Only a second."

[...Fine. I’ll give you one last chance. If you interrupt me one more time, I’ll select someone else.]

Seeing the youth nod in a hurry, the furball gave a short explanation.

[Right at the book’s end, the continent invasion begins in full swing. If left unchecked, Sumatra falls within a Century.]

Seeing the youth’s expression change at the words, the furball explained further in full seriousness.

[A total of nine Major Disasters and three Calamities happen in total. And by the third Calamity, Sumatra is fully destroyed.]

The youth gulped with a sombre expression, seemed to ponder for a moment and then asked, "Even if I’m reincarnating with your power, my chances depend mostly on my starting point and if I have knowledge of these Major Disasters."

The youth eyed the furball and asked, "So, tell me about them in detail."

[When you arrive on Sumatra, information related to the Major Disasters and Calamities will naturally appear in your mind. It’s part of my power. You’ll also have access to my original life’s memories. That way, you’ll have a decent grasp of Sumatra’s power system.]

"That is indeed helpful." The youth nodded and finally asked, "So, how many Mystic Grade existences do I need to worry about?"

[There are a few, but Sumatra’s pinnacle experts can take care of that. There’s only one that’s a problem.]

"A problem? Even with the Boar on our side?" The youth frowned, "Then it must be a Celestial."

[Unfortunately, yes.]

"I’ll be damned." The youth groaned.

[I’ve added in the means allowing you to regress the timeline, albeit with consequences.]

"So, I can be a Regressor?" The youth chuckled, "Now, that is indeed a great reincarnation package."

[You can also reincarnate across any of the vessels I’ve prepared in advance.]

"I have options too? Sweet!" The youth became excited, "Show me the list. I’ll pick my starting point."

[Umm...]

Seeing the furball hesitate, the youth frowned, "What’s with the hesitation?"

[I already picked your first destination.]

"You cannot reverse it?" The youth asked.

[Unfortunately, I can’t. The preparations have already been completed.]

There was silence between the duo as the furball asked with hesitation.

[I am giving up my powers to you only because I’ve already failed once. My only hope is if you can do what I couldn’t do. But if you are not confident, I’ll have to find someone else to take up the mantle.]

"There isn’t," The youth grinned in confidence, "You’re my best bet. You must be insane to think I’ll let go of an opportunity to be in Sumatra."

"Celestial?" He snorted, "It should be worried to exist in the same world as me."

[I’ve made it as such you’ll recall your life on Earth, but cannot remember your name. From now onwards, your sole identity is as Torq. If that’s clear, then I pray you’ll do well.]

"I don’t believe in prayers." The youth expressed his confidence and raised his fists, "If I want something, I’ll grab it myself."

He then patted the furball, "You have nothing to worry. Just leave everything to me and disappear in peace."

[Alright!]

A stream of energy flowed into the youth from the furball, at which it began to flicker in and out. The youth felt his body beginning to phase out of existence, about to be reincarnated on Sumatra.

He eyed the flickering furball and asked, "By the way, what is my starting point?"

[The Cooter Clan!]

"Motherfucker...!" The youth cursed as his figure vanished, "That’s the worst starting point."

...

Kappeet Channel!

Five Battleships moved through this water body, en route to a ginormous stretch of sea. There was a Battleship in the centre, and accompanying it in the four directions respectively were the remaining Battleships.

Situated on the hull of the rearmost Battleship was a platform of cloud hanging near the ship’s trailing edge. On it were a pair of twins. The older twin held the neck of the younger twin and exerted force, "The more I endure, the more overboard you’ve gotten!"

"No matter what, I’m killing you now!" Screaming as such, Runthral gripped harder.

GAH!

Torq’s eyes shot open as a violent stream of memories surged through his mind, causing him to spasm for a few seconds. Among the stream of information was what Boiboi had done, including the killing of Bitala, ’Fucker, no wonder he bailed out. He screwed up pretty grandly!’

Only the scene of him meeting the Royal Zinger didn’t exist in the memory, as if that event never happened. ’Somehow, the furball managed to swap my location with the Boiboi Pet.’

’So, this is my starting point.’ Even though he was getting choked, Torq eyed the sky and revealed a wide grin upon seeing the ginormous planets floating in the sky, ’Ho! Ho! Ho! I’m here!’

’Hello Sumatra!’