Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 503 Amon is actually a filial son (two in one) 6K
What weird things are you talking about?

"You... talked to the guy with the monocle?"

Ron looked at Fors strangely, as if he was looking at a poor, unconscious little white mouse.

"Yes, Mr. Destiny. That guy also gave me a monocle that looked very expensive and said that he and I were destined to be together."

There was nothing unusual about the "magician" Fowles. She just raised the ending of her voice a little, showing her joy. It seemed that she was being cheated but was still helping others count their money.

"..."

"..."

In an instant, above the gray fog, The Fool and Fate looked at each other, as if they saw the confusion and shock in each other's eyes.

They had only been gone for less than two months, what on earth had happened in Backlund!?

"Are you sure that so-called God has a blond beard?"

The blond boy asked again cautiously, with a hint of surprise in his words.

What's up, bearded man? Are you letting yourself go after you die?
Or do you not need to fight against the foreign gods, so just give up?
Or are you trying to make up for the companionship that Amon lacked in his childhood?
In fact, sometimes Ron felt that those so-called old immigrants were quite abstract.

Not to mention the half-divided ancient sun god who retired to raise children, and Amanesis who became a she-wolf, just saying Roselle was enough to make Ron exclaim that this was simply a talent.

Especially his XP, which is simply the best of the best.

Magician Fores pondered for a moment, as if she was really recalling something. After a while, she nodded and said:

"Yes, there is a blond beard."

Ron's head buzzed, and he almost slipped down the high-back chair and under the long bronze table.

I hope Sharon hasn't been contaminated by those guys...

"This isn't a big anomaly, but I still have something for you to do for me."

"After the party, I will write a letter and you can give it to one of the monocles in person when you have the chance."

Lest you come into any unnoticed danger...

Ron muttered silently in his heart, without mentioning the reward.

After all, besides Fowles, he had many other ways to tell Backlund and his gang not to mess around, and the reason why he asked her to deliver the letter was to make her familiar.

"I've been very busy lately. In addition to the Heavenly Masters in the Wilderness of Knowledge, I also have to find other powerful people who can control the source essence to help me. I can't go back to Backlund in a short time..."

Ron actually wasn't very sure whether Amon would harm innocent people again.

He just instinctively thought that with his father, who was like his elder brother to him, watching over him, nothing serious would go wrong.

"Uh... no problem Mr. Destiny."

Fors was stunned for a few seconds, then replied in a low voice, not daring to mention the reward.

Anyway, it's just a small matter of delivering a letter, I don't want money even if you pay me...

She was thinking quite actively.

At this time, the blond boy combed his blond hair and suddenly asked curiously:

"Do you know what they mainly talk about in the East Side and the Factory District?"

You said this, I am very familiar with it!
Miss Magician's eyes lit up and she immediately said:

"They have been organizing strikes and marches, and are committed to forming a new workers' union. No, according to what they call it, it is a workers' association. They unite all forces that can be united to obtain higher wages and shorter working hours for workers in the East District, and refuse the deception and exploitation of black-hearted factory owners and bankers!"

"They are not like the old workers' associations that were bribed by factory owners. They are sincerely fighting for the interests of the workers!"

?

"Are you sure the leader is Monocle!?"

Ron confirmed again, his tone imperceptibly mixed with a hint of surprise.

Could it be that Amon really has a change of heart?
When Fowles heard this, he immediately became interested and said in a relaxed tone:
"Of course. I also followed the man with the monocle to a factory and actually participated in a strike march. I even asked my journalist friend to help write the news and report it in the newspaper."

"I remember the name of that shady factory was Honest Steel Factory."

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Isn’t this my property?

Ron was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was already one of the most famous capitalists in the Kingdom of Loen.

After all, most of Baron Sindras's industries had already been in his name. In terms of wealth alone, Master Ron was truly the richest man in the world.

How could this damned second heir have a change of heart? He is clearly looking for a loophole and a qualified excuse to exact revenge.

So despicable!

He must be made to work overtime, forty-eight hours a day, seven days a week!

The timeworms can easily do that anyway.

As for Medici and his former master, even if they are dead, they must be brought to justice.

It would be better to let them possess factory machines to provide power, thus saving the money on coal for steam engines.

Oh, and there’s that 1.4-meter-long one. I’m going to let it assemble children’s bicycles, screwing tens of thousands of screws every day!

Even if the bicycle assembly line doesn't work, I still have other factories!

The blond boy, who saw through everything, immediately revealed the face of an evil capitalist, and in his heart pronounced the final outcome for the four people who had caused trouble for him.

After the conversation ended, the gray fog became quiet again.

After a few seconds, Ron's small ears moved, and he heard the Hanged Man beside him cough lightly, and said with a strange expression:

"As for what I encountered that was unpredictable, my friend did have a ghost ship left over from the Fourth Epoch."

"According to rumors, even the Church of Storms has not been able to fully understand the purpose of the ghost ship. They even banned entry to most of the rooms, leaving only a small number of safe living areas."

Mr. Hanged Man, you really have a lot of friends...

Klein, the Fool, who was at the top, secretly complained in his heart, and secretly looked at Ron, wanting to see if he could squeeze some money out of this guy's intelligence.

Ron's first reaction was that the "Hanged Man" was bragging and making a fuss just like the "Magician".

But in the next second, he suddenly realized that the other party was not lying.

"You dare to drive around in a boat when the Storm Church hasn't even discovered the anomaly?"

"It's my friend, not me."

Alger emphasized this first, and then elaborated:

"That's a ghost ship left over from the Tudor era."

"Most of the ship is safe, but there are a few rooms hidden in the corners that are very dangerous."

"Everyone who went in disappeared, and no one was able to walk out."

"Mr. Fate, you can come and see for yourself where those rooms lead to..."

This is the ultimate goal of "The Hanged Man".

Alger always believed that if you want to get into the business, you need to have a background.

Even the Church of the True God is like this, let alone the entire extraordinary world.

Therefore, inviting Ron on board is a great opportunity. On the one hand, he can get to know some of the secrets hidden in the ship, and on the other hand, he can further develop his friendship.

The most important thing is, if there really is a secret, then wouldn’t the demigod’s potion formula and properties be readily available?
Using the church's ship and your own connections will earn you money no matter what.

“Even if He refuses, there’s no loss…” Alger thought to himself.

Ron pondered for a moment, his golden eyes staring at the rough face for several seconds, before he chuckled and gave an answer.

"Well, there are indeed some problems. Can I go and take a look after the party?"

He asked quite politely, but couldn't hide the urgency in his words.

Upon hearing this, The Hanged Man suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and almost blushed.

Because he just remembered that the Blue Avenger was replenishing supplies at the church's port.

Alas, after so many years, I am still blinded by huge profits and not rational enough...

"Well, my friend is not very convenient right now. He will go out to sea tomorrow afternoon, and there will be no problem then!"

"The Hanged Man" Alger awkwardly passed the buck, feeling that his image as a seasoned veteran had been damaged.

Luckily, it was my friend who made the mistake, not me. Although no one would believe such a lie, at least it was acceptable...

"no problem."

The blond boy nodded slightly, and finally looked around at the Tarot Club members, wanting to see if there were any extra gains.

But unfortunately, for now, this is the only clue that can be considered useful.

After finishing this conversation, the Tarot Club entered into a free communication session.

Members shared information with each other, talked about common monsters in the extraordinary world, and the various uses of Giant, Elven, and Ancient Hermes.

After more than ten minutes, all members except Ron stood up and saluted, and finally left the magnificent palace filled with gray mist.

The same goes for Ron. He thought he would return to reality as usual, but when he saw everyone leave, he didn't react at all. He immediately turned his head and looked at "The Fool".

Is there something wrong with you kid?
There was no need to speak, the blond boy's eyes had already expressed his attitude clearly.

"Heh, can't I talk to you for a minute if nothing happens?"

Klein the Fool still put on airs, trying to maintain his momentum and boost his confidence in this way.

Seeing this, the blond boy stopped pretending and immediately leaned back in the high-back chair, crossing his legs on the long bronze table.

Looking at the posture, he is so arrogant that he is just short of holding a cigar with tobacco aroma in his hand.

"I have a question. Would it be dangerous for the Faceless Man to transform into your appearance?"

At this time, the world sitting quietly in the corner asked hoarsely.

Become like me? What are you going to do?
Ron suddenly became alert. He didn't think Klein would do anything good in front of him.

What if he goes out and hooks up with some young girls and wives? Would he, the great Ron Sothoth, still have the dignity he deserves?
As his thoughts raced, the blond boy raised his eyebrows and said leisurely:

"If you want to do bad things, I suggest you become like Amon." He paused, then started to make up a story:

"If you become like me, you will inevitably suffer terrible things. Maybe you will turn into a pile of meat. Maybe you will become a possibility of mine because you are too close to me, or even become my fanatical believer. Even if I ask you to call me grandpa, you will change your words smoothly..."

So vicious!
Klein the Fool's hair stood on end when he heard this, and he secretly thanked himself for not trying to commit suicide.

He took a deep breath and tried to focus on the key points:
"I assassinated Vice Admiral Disease, and on my way back I met Justice from the Tarot Club."

"She invited me to help her investigate the evidence of human trafficking by the royal family. As you know, I have also been investigating this matter, so I accepted the invitation. However, according to intelligence, the latest clues all point to the Governor's Office, so..."

After hearing this, the blond boy finally understood what was going on.

"So you want to become like me, and swagger into the Governor's Mansion to gather intelligence under the pretext of collecting a bounty?"

"Klein, you are such a clever little fellow."

"If that's the case, there's no problem, but you have to be careful about your words and actions. They must be elegant and have substance. You must also demonstrate dignity and authority. Don't embarrass me!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Klein sneered and said in a mocking tone, “

"Oh, there's no need for that."

Do you still have any shame?

What do you need shame for?

Ron was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he became furious. He slapped the bronze table, and the entire gray fog above Sefirah Castle suddenly surged like boiling water.

What do you mean?!
"Poor bastard, you're looking for death!!!"

Just as the little fish jumped forward and was about to teach Mr. Fool a lesson, Klein quickly changed the subject.

"Miss Justice seems to be very dissatisfied with the Augustus of the Loen royal family, and Amon's actions in the East District and the Factory District should be driven by you, right?"

"Ron, what on earth do you want to do that makes such a big noise?"

Hearing this, the blond boy stopped and said thoughtfully:

"You can eat shit, but you can't say anything. This is none of my business. It's just that many people are dissatisfied with the Loen royal family, so I just gave them a chance..."

The blond boy said this and sat down on the long bronze table next to Mr. Fool.

"So I think you should step up your efforts and solve the problem at its root."

"And if you succeed, you will be a descendant of the dragon. It will be easy for you to become a hereditary noble. Then you will be rich and you won't have to worry about finding a wife!"

"Besides, even if you don't consider yourself, you have to consider Benson and Melissa."

Are you planning a rebellion?

Perhaps you should consult with someone like Roselle who has experience...

Ron's last words completely hit Klein's soft spot. Although he couldn't stop complaining in his heart, he still seriously considered his suggestion.

But as he thought about it, Klein seemed to find that something was wrong.

No, I am the leader of the Tarot Club, how could I work for a member of the Tarot Club! ?
He suddenly came to his senses and realized that the brat was setting a trap for him.

mean!

"Klein, when will you ever get married? A virgin like you is so shy that even witches are embarrassed to approach you."

"It's time to find a partner. Look at Roselle and Dunn. They might even have children now. Besides, the government employees just took their exams a few days ago. Benson might even have a partner, but you don't."

"You have to be anxious, you have to have a sense of urgency."

"Are you still planning to live with your puppet for the rest of your life after becoming a puppet master?"

"We are already grown up, it's time..."

stop!
Why are there still people urging people to get married now?!

Klein the Fool trembled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he kicked Ron out of Sefirah Castle in an instant. Then he leaned back in the bronze high-back chair, gasping for breath in confusion.

Obviously, as a bachelor in his previous life, he has a 100% psychological trauma about being urged to get married.

…………

"No way, does this guy like men!?"

Ron's thoughts were not disrupted when he returned to the real world. He touched his chin with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

The blond boy did not hesitate, and stood there and chanted loudly:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the yellow and black king who controls good luck..."

"Do you like men? This is not allowed."

Naive, even if you kick me out of Sefirah Castle, I will still have plenty of ways to deal with you.

In a few seconds, the sky above Ron's head was suddenly covered with dark clouds and heavy rain began to fall.

The heavy rain swept along with the waves and instantly submerged Ron, making his hair stick together and soaking all his clothes before it stopped.

Humph, this junky has a stubborn temper...

The blond boy raised his middle finger in disdain, and when the wave hit again, he disappeared from the spot in an instant without leaving a trace.

…………

After contacting the "Wilderness of Knowledge", Ron was briefly free.

Adhering to the professional attitude of "the wolf will do what is needed and will do nothing when there is nothing to do", he came to the Dark Heaven with the uniqueness of the red moon in both hands.

"What are you doing here? I don't want to see you now."

The "Goddess of the Night" Amanesis noticed Ron at the very beginning. Her beautiful face had no expression, and her tone was slightly disgusted when she spoke.

"I am here to return the Red Moon's uniqueness. I am a man of integrity..."

The handsome young man found a good excuse without blushing or beating his heart, walked forward with a smile on his face, and hung the Red Moon Uniqueness around Amanisis's slender waist.

Feeling the handsome boy's hand brushing against her waist, Miss Wolf's beautiful face blushed slightly. She slapped the blond boy's hand away and said coldly:

"I can hear your plan even across the Sonia Sea."

"You are already an old married couple, and you still care about this?"

The blond boy curled his lips when he heard this and said in a teasing tone.

"Who's your old married woman? Isn't it just having sex with you once that makes you so excited?"

The "Goddess of Night" made a sarcastic remark without losing any momentum, and then pinched the handsome boy's face in a funny way.

The dress she wore last time was torn into rags by Ron because the battle was too intense and it was no longer worth keeping, so this time the cool goddess did not wear the complicated long dress.

Instead, she wore a special dress that was only available in the last era, which made her look like a professional female executive.

A white shirt with rolled-up sleeves, paired with a metal necklace around her snow-white neck, gave Miss Wolf a capable and neat temperament. Her pencil skirt only reached slightly above her knees, and her round calves were wrapped in patterned black stockings, reflecting an alluring luster under the light of the red moon.

She wore high heels, leaving only her ankles exposed. This seemingly formal combination also had a certain alluring charm.

Ron glanced at the beautiful scenery in front of him several times with appreciation, and suddenly felt that this girl who was so beautiful that she could be called a work of art seemed to be missing something.

He took off his sunglasses and stood on tiptoe to put them on Amanesis' head.

"I think glasses are more professional."

Ron muttered something, then reached deep into his white palm and touched the roundness hidden under the skirt.

"Stop it, I have something serious to tell you."

Amanesis slapped Ron's dirty hands away again, and then said coldly as if offering advice:

"You seem to be looking for the Essence, so why don't you go look for the River of Everlasting Darkness? I remember where to find it and I've already told you. This will easily give you an advantage."

Hearing this, a smile suddenly appeared on the blond boy's face.

"Why, do you feel like you've lost out?"

"You seem disappointed that I won't go looking for the River of Everlasting Darkness. Do you still want me to get you a bucket of water from the River of Everlasting Darkness?"

"."

"Humph, that's not the case. I just hate some people who are so selfless and don't care about me."

Hearing this, the noble goddess did not hide anything and admitted it openly with her high emotional intelligence.

Frankly speaking, after last night, Amanisis thought Ron would do something for her, but this bastard did nothing and was so ruthless.

Seeing this, the blond boy just curled his lips. After all, in his opinion, this was in line with the character of the "Goddess of Night".

No matter what they do, they will always have some little thoughts in mind. Even when going to bed, they can still come up with some plans for you.

Ron could see that this guy was quite complicated. He had sincerity, the attraction between people with power, the intention of tying him to Earth, and the complicated calculation of currying favor with others.

how to say?

Interesting.

Seeing that the boy in front of him was about to get close again, Amaniss snorted coldly, tensed his thighs, and kicked Ron several hundred meters away.

However, the blond boy was fearless. He pulled Miss Wolf's long legs and sent her flying backwards along with her entire body.

He turned Amanesis's back up and pressed her hard under his body, then raised his arm and slapped the round and perky thing.

Snapped!
"Are you stupid or am I? The River of Eternal Darkness is connected to my source essence. I can tell with my ass that the damn guy is on guard against this. If I'm not mistaken, the tributary of the River of Eternal Darkness seems to have been led out using the authority of the 'Gate'."

Snapped!
"Under this circumstance, wouldn't it be asking for trouble to go look for the River of Everlasting Darkness?"

Snapped!
"Even if that tributary still exists, would you dare to use the river water I gave you?"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The source substance is mixed with certain spiritual imprints. This was confirmed by Ron after he met the "Heavenly Master". They are one and the same, but can be distinguished from each other. God knows what tricks the Death Ghost will come up with.

What if, because of these changes, the source substance possesses a spiritual thread?

So Ron didn't even consider this obvious "trap".

It would be fine if it was just for simple use, but to communicate with the spiritual will of the River of Eternal Darkness and carry out secret plans would be like walking into a trap.

Who knows if the spiritual will that is connected is actually a ghost in disguise?
When it comes to finding loopholes and accomplishing the impossible, Ron never doubts his old rival's ability.

Bang bang bang bang
(End of this chapter)