Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 392 I curse your penis to become three centimeters (3.2K)

What Emperor Roselle said was true. A dog looks down on people. That’s probably what it means.

Although most people had to lower their heads when looking at Ron, the fat man's gesticulating gestures made the blond boy unable to suppress his anger.

Without even bothering to sigh that he was a better taunter than the Red Angel, Ron kicked the fat pharmacist five or six meters away with a flying kick.

"What do you want to do?"

The fat pharmacist flying in the air cried out in surprise, and his chubby figure caused a mess in the herbal medicine shop. In the dim space, all kinds of bottles, glasses, and other things were smashed all over the floor. Even the door leading to the inside was smashed into pieces by Rosen Darkwill.

The "pharmacist" rolled on the ground. Even though he had already been promoted to Sequence Eight and his physique had been strengthened to a certain extent, he still could not escape the residual effects of the kick.

Shit, I feel like my insides are twisted into a ball.
"Who are you? I don't think I've ever provoked you!?"

Feeling the power of the kick, the pharmacist, who was groaning on the broken furniture and unable to get up, was so scared that his tent shrank back.

Damn it, you really don’t repent!

You just forgot about it right after you made the mockery?
Hearing this, Ron, who had turned around and wanted to let the other person go, turned his head again, and ripped off his pants amid the fat pharmacist's terrified shouts and the street girl's screams.

The golden eyes looked with disdain at the thing that was half-hard due to the potion and the shock, and the indifferent yet majestic voice was like an evil devil in the abyss.

"In the name of Ron Sothoth, I curse that your penis will never grow larger than three centimeters and that you will lose all desire for women. From now on, this will never change without my permission!"

As soon as these authoritative words fell, the candlelight that was lit for the mood in the house suddenly shrank, leaving only the size of a grain of rice curled up on the candle wick. The surroundings seemed to be affected by something and suddenly became dim, so dim that light could not penetrate.

"I, I, I"

The fat pharmacist Rosen Darkwill was so frightened that he could not speak. He watched in horror as his good brother shrank inch by inch, becoming thinner bit by bit, until in the end he actually stayed below three centimeters. Even though he had drunk the most effective "endurance" potion, it could not change the size in the slightest.

Frankly speaking, Rosen Darkwill had seen many powerful Beyonders, but he had never seen one so weird, so evil, so vicious, and so good at destroying the hopes of others.

There is no essential difference between this and the devil in the abyss!

As if he could not accept such an outcome, the fat pharmacist rolled his eyes, and his fat body lay stiffly on the ground, completely fainting.

"What a devil! I remember that Roy Jin's apprentice seemed to choose to be a pharmacist because of this."

Will Auceptin sighed silently and prayed for good luck in his heart. At the same time, he became more and more wary of Ron.

I was afraid that if I made him unhappy one day, he would really tie me up in the form of a mythical creature.

"Put on your clothes and leave. This is not the place for you."

"Yes, yes, sir."

The frightened streetwalker answered the fat pharmacist's call, put on her clothes hastily, and left in a hurry along the hole created by Darkwill.

The scene in front of me was beyond common sense, and it was still night time, so running away from the scene would be the best option for a normal person.

"Is this what you call excellent in both character and learning?"

"Your School of Life, besides gamblers, there are only perverts left, right?"

When the surroundings became quiet again, Ron turned his head and stared at Will Auceptin with his golden pupils without moving, and the sarcasm in his words was indescribably awkward.

No, there are also shamans.
“This is just a small part!”

Mercury Snake retorted stubbornly and refused to admit what Ron said.

The cold wind of November blew past Backlund. An unknown amount of time had passed before the chubby Darkwill opened his eyes in confusion.

Just as he was in a daze, he suddenly saw the terrible devil who cursed him. The desperate and horrified memories surged up again, and Darkwill's heart stopped and he almost fainted again.

"You should watch your mouth. Roy Jin's education is really a failure. Didn't he tell you not to offend others by making sarcastic remarks casually in the Extraordinary World?"

Because you can't guarantee that the person you meet is not a petty person.
Although he was too weak to complain in his heart, Will Auceptin's young face did not reveal the slightest flaw.

"Do you know the old man?"

He knew the old man's name, and he was probably also someone from the school.
After hearing the words of the 1.4-meter-tall man, the fat pharmacist did not reflect on himself first. Instead, his eyes were filled with surprise and expectation, as if he had found unnecessary value and meaning in life.

Sensing that eager gaze, the 1.4-meter-tall man pulled down his collar, raised his head, and said with the momentum of a superior:

"Boy, I am the leader of the School of Life and the president of the Council of Fate. If I were not here today, you would probably be dead!"

You, the Speaker?

The curse from the God of Time and Space was obviously only a temporary solution, and Darkwill was about to say something out of habit, but suddenly changed his words and laughed dryly:

"a ha ha ha……"

"Do you have anything to prove it?"

Three centimeters was desperate enough, and he didn't want to cave inwards.

"You can chant my honorable name to confirm. I remember that after you joined the School of Life and became a pharmacist, you swore to me that you would never reveal the potion formula to outsiders." After being reminded by Will Auceptin and having regained his composure after the effect of the drug wore off, the fat pharmacist finally felt the vague connection.

He was a little excited and a little unbelievable at first, then his face fell and he remembered the previous conversation outside the door.

"Are you here to buy mummy powder!?"

"Oh my, this is really a flood that has washed away the island of Pasu. Family members don't recognize each other anymore."

"What Emperor Roselle said really makes sense."

Darkwill got up mumbling something, not even daring to look at Ron. He ran directly to the corner of the messy shop, took out a few tubes of potion and drank them to relieve the injuries on the physical level. Then he quickly took out a glass bottle of powder from the locked box.

"This is it!"

After handing over 300 grams of mummy powder to his boss's boss, Darkwill rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"It's a good deal. It's 60 pounds in total."

"This is not the property of the school. You have to reimburse me!"

As soon as he said this, Will Auceptin instantly felt someone staring at him from behind. That look contained curiosity, mockery, and disdain, as if asking, how can you still be the boss of the School of Life?

"."

"Go to the underground casino tomorrow and play a few rounds. I've given you enough luck."

The 1.4-meter-tall man was speechless for a moment. He felt that the fat man in front of him not only had a very disgusting mouth, but his behavior also brought shame to him, Will Auceptin.

But now that things have come to this, what can He say?
"No, I mean the mummy powder is free, you just want to see if it can remove the curse."

"I was wrong, I am guilty, I shouldn't have laughed at your height"

The fat pharmacist had already squatted down at this time, with a gloomy look on his fat face, and he tried to seek help from the leader of the School of Life in a pleading tone.

Without his strong and powerful second brother, he couldn't imagine how he would survive.

Shit, I should have listened to the old man and chosen the lucky path, then I wouldn't have had this experience.
"This is for your own good, so that you won't be contaminated by a witch, or some unknown thing, or be tempted by some evil thing."

"Okay, stop pretending to be pitiful after getting an advantage. This is a high-level curse after all, and it can help you in some ways."

Hearing this, the fat pharmacist's eyes widened in disbelief, and he panted and shouted not very loudly:

"What do you mean by for my own good? If it's for my own good, you can just say it directly. Why do you have to use this method?"

He was halfway through his words when he suddenly stopped and immediately closed his mouth.

Shit, I really should change the way I speak, or else I'll be hated even though I have good intentions.
"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

Ron lit a white candle and began to offer sacrifices to the great Mr. Fool in his bedroom. He raised his hands high with a smile on his face.

After waiting for several minutes, the godlike Mr. Fool seemed to have just woken up and finally accepted the sacrifice.

After a busy period, the expanded candle flame gradually shrank back to its normal size. Ron picked up the pure black shriveled fruit and put it under his nose to smell it.

This was the reward from Silver City in exchange for mummy powder. Although Ron had no shortage of such spiritual things, he had no choice but to do so.

You can't just trade a Level 0 Sealed Artifact or a high-sequence divine attribute with the other party right away, right?

Walking out of the bedroom and coming to the entertainment room on the second floor, Ron put the black fruit into his mouth and chewed it, revealing a look of enjoyment and pleasure.

"Sharon, do you want one? This is a specialty from the God-Forsaken Land!"

The blond boy looked at Sharon, who was dressed as a female ghost and had wandered into the entertainment room, and raised his hand to greet her enthusiastically.

From the God-forsaken Land?

Miss Ghost, who was wandering aimlessly and suffering from insomnia, instantly perked up after hearing these words. She curiously floated over and took the things that Ron handed over.

The black fruit doesn't look big, but it gives people a firm and solid feeling.

Just as she was looking at it carefully, she suddenly saw Ron put another one into his mouth, savoring it with the attitude of eating a small cake with enjoyment.

It seemed to taste good, and He was willing to share it with me.
Seeing this scene, Miss Ghost was quite touched. She immediately returned to her human state and took a small bite.

A bitter, foul, pungent smell suddenly poured out of her mouth. The extremely strong and irritating taste instantly made Sharon feel overwhelmed. She fell to the ground, tears and snot streaming down her face, and her delicate face instantly twisted into a ball.

It tastes terrible.
"Hahaha, you actually believed it!?"

Seeing this, the blond boy immediately spat out the smelly thing in his mouth, clapped his legs with one hand, pointed at Sharon with the other and laughed.

Miss Ghost's expressions at this moment were wider than ever before. Her delicate little face showed all kinds of expressions, completely losing her usual indifference and calmness, which made Ron feel very satisfied.

Sure enough, bullying resentful spirits is the most fun.

(End of this chapter)