Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 370 First Identity: Who Is Zachary? When Zachary was spelling his name, he hesitated while he was almost halfway through. However, he found it hard to finish writing it.

He could not control his hand and he accidentally added a stroke to the side of his name.

That mysterious figure frowned while fishing out another piece of paper, “Rewrite it.” Zachary began writing again. “Zach..” However, for some inexplicable reason, he could not complete writing it.

Zachary’s heart was racing. If he could not finish writing it, did that mean that he would be confined here forever? Would that mean his doom? Zachary continued to write his name and failed, and he rewrote them time after time. However, he always failed when he almost finished writing it.

He had no idea how he was able to see this figure and this piece of paper. Were his eyes playing tricks on him? The only thing he knew was that he had to write his name, but since he kept failing, he rewrote it again and again. Soon, he was lulled to a blank state of mind, and he continued writing his name mechanically as if he was a computer.

Suddenly, something boomed in the distance. The darkness around him dissipated and that figure was nowhere to be found anymore. Zachary stared at the striking whiteness in front of his eyes.

In the far reaches of this endless space, he saw a ray of light shining from a point in space. He started running toward it, and as he ran, he saw his surroundings transforming into a countryside setting. He also ran past something that resembled the wet market.

These buildings were no different from those in the real world. However, the only difference was that there was nobody around.

He finally reached a huge door. The door was so tall that it reached up all the way into the clouds.

He pushed the door with all his might and saw that he was now in a huge palace. Zachary stepped into the compound without much thought.

There were figures looking like warriors lining up along the two sides of the palace, and the leaders were the Grim Reapers and two chiefs of the devils, Behemoth and Leviathan. Their eyes seemed to come alive as they were boring a hole in Zachary Zachary felt a pang of fear but all he could do was venture further into the unknown. The next figure he saw was Beelzebub, the prince of the devils. The statue had red hair and his sharp teeth were protruding from his mouth. He was holding a Devilslayer.

Zachary had no idea why he could recognize these figures. He continued to run forth as if this was a one- way street. It did not even occur to him to turn back.

After Beelzebub, he saw Mammon and Asmodeus. It was said that these two devils were tasked with the job of spying on people in the human realm.

They were two of the most vile and ferocious devils, and if some humans were foolish enough to invite 14 their wrath, their names would forever be engraved in their checklist in Hell.

Following that, he saw Leopard Devil. Bird Devil, Fish Devil, and Insect Devil. According to legends, similar to the Grim Reaper and the two chiefs of the devil, they were Soul Reapers who were tasked with pulling the souls of living beings into Hell.

Unlike the Grim Reaper and the two chiefs of the devil who mainly dealt with humans, Leopard Devil dealt with animals roaming on the ground while Brid Devil dealt with flying beings. Fish Devil governed. over the sea and rivers while Insect Devil dealt with insects’ souls...

Zachary continued running and all he saw were motionless figures lining up on two sides. Despite their apparent lifelessness, their eyes seemed to be brimming with energy as they were focused on him as he ran.

Finally, he reached the end of the path and saw a huge signboard- the Palace of the Ruler of Hell.

Zachary was shocked to see those words. He could not react for a while.

What? He was dead now? The throne in the palace was massive. Its height could rival a one-story building in the human world, and it was ominous looking.

However, no one was sitting on the throne.

Zachary was perplexed. However, he was quickly proven to be wrong. A figure sat up on the throne and met his eyes.

Zachary’s eyes widened, “Lilly?” He broke into a jog as he shouted, “Lilly! Lils!” However, Lilly raised her hand and he was no longer able to move forward. She simply said, “Go back where you came from? Why are you even here?” Then, she flipped her hand upward. Zachary immediately felt weightless as he levitated.

Lilly suddenly reached down to get something. Then, she tossed it at him.

“Don't forget your brain!” Zachary was utterly confused! The next second, he was speeding through the air to an unknown destination...

Suddenly, somebody began slapping his cheeks.

“Zac! Zac! Wake up! I'm right here!” Zachary opened his eyes in a hurry.

Immediately, his ears were filled with the noises of everyday life. He could hear the ruffling and shifting sounds of people walking around the corridor, and he could also hear the nurses scurrying around. There was a beeping sound somewhere nearby, and in the distance, some child was crying...

Zachary asked in confusion, “Am | not dead yet?” His cheeks hurt...

2/4 7 Zachary’s lips twitched inadvertently as he let out a hiss.

Lilly gaped at his cheeks sheepishly and said softly, “Zag, with me arounil you, you will never die!” Zachary scanned his surroundings and found that he was back at the ward. The sky had turned dimmer outside the window, which gave a false sense of whether it was now daybreak or twilight.

He asked bluntly, “Is my brain with me?” Lilly caressed his head, “It's right there. Can't you feel it at all?” Zachary felt Lilly's soft, tender hands, and that sensation traveled down from his scalp to all over his body. He answered weakly, “Yeah, | feel it now.” Lilly continued to console him, “Don’t worry, Zac. Your brain is perfectly fine.” Zachary asked without thinking. “Is my head still the same shape and size/” Lilly assured him, “It’s still the same. Your head is so round and solid.” Zachary breathed a sigh of relief, “Great, then.” The others watched their exchange without interrupting, but at the same time, they almost could not hold in their laughter.

Drake asked, “Zac, if you don’t have your brain with you anymore, you won't be talking to her right here. You would be in the crematorium now!” Bettany’s face was dark, “What nonsense are you saying? Stop saying things that would spoil the mood!” Lilly chipped in, “Yeah, stop saying that you jerk!” She was pretending to spit on the floor Every time Bettany commented about something inauspicious, Lilly would never fail to do that.

Bettany would join in as she also pretended to spit one floor.

Everyone burst into laughter, and they could finally relax a little now.

Zachary looked around and saw that everyone was here, including his dad, Anthony, and the other uncles.

The tiny ward was stuffed with people.

Blake leaned lazily against the doorframe, and he clicked his tongue, “I heard that a gallon of blood poured out of your brian, yet your're still alive now. You're unbelievable.” Gilbert explained, “He's fine now. He had hematoma for a long time, and the blood came pouring because the clotted blood was removed.” Bryson had just arrived from his overseas trip that lastet a few months, and since he already had some time off, he decided to come visit Zachary the moment he stepped out of his airplane and learned that Zachary was hospitalized.

He said in his gentle voice, “Get enough rest and get really for school reopening. We have applied for an extensive leave of absence from the school.” Jonas checked his watch and said, “It's great that you're ne. Now, | have to get back to the scene for an 3/4 urgent shoot.” Edward spoke, “My favorite nephew, what are you craving? | will grill some beef for you tonight.” Hannah was the most excited one in the ward since she did not need to do homework today, “Let's have a beef buffet! Uncle Edward, | want that!” Drake was holding some books when he asked, “I heard that you've assigned some homework for Hannah?” Hannah's expression immediately froze.

Zachary said nothing to that.

He had gone to Hell and back. All of a sudden, a warm low began to circulate in his body.

“I dreamt that someone kept forcing me to write my own name. | was sitting somewhere and my hands kept moving, but | never finished writing my name,” Zachary began to sob, “I couldn't finish it...” In fact, he was still gripped by fear... He was really terrified.