Players’ NPC daddy

Chapter 1539 Yes
In the end, Blaze served as the mouth substitute for the Avatar Cat. The prerequisite for obtaining those skills is that the body is strong enough, and Herbie's small body can't even meet the most basic requirements.

"Don't be disappointed. At least I can't torture the incarnation cat like you do?" Blaze raised the incarnation cat's paw to prove his words.

Normally, this is something you would say to please a child, but not only did Blazer's face turn red and his veins bulge, but even the floor was cracked by his steps, yet he didn't move at all.

Herbie had to believe it.

"Forget it, I'm not a child, I won't care about such things." Herbie sat on the bench with her arms folded across her chest and her legs together, sitting on her legs like a cat, while Blaze sat next to her as a translator.

The two of them treated a cat very seriously and attentively. In the past, passers-by would definitely think this was a very strange thing, but after the strangers came, it became a very common thing.

There is something wrong with this cat that cannot be lifted. Strangers often squat in front of the cat and offer dried fish as offerings, hoping to get some response.

After leaving the city of Mekingjod, there were also strangers who were muttering to the trees and stones in a mysterious way.

In comparison, Blaze and Herbie are relatively normal.

"Ouroboros, I have something important to discuss with you. This may be quite offensive, but it is very important to us. If you are willing to discuss it, I will pay you enough compensation later. If you disagree, please don't get mad at me."

The avatar cat nodded, but Herbie became nervous. She took a deep breath, turned her head and winked at Blaze.

The general meaning is that you make your own suggestions.

"Why are you so scared?" Blaze tilted his head and said casually, "Can we use your broken body to build a pillar to fix the Drifting Island? It doesn't take much, maybe one or two sections will do."

"Meow."

"He said whatever, I guess that means it's okay."

"…So easy!?" Hebie opened his mouth wide. The attitudes between Blaze and Ouroboros were quite casual.

She had to emphasize to the two careless people the importance of the Ouroboros' severed limb, which was a terrifying thing that could create a giant Ouroboros with just one piece.

Of course, after emphasizing this, she also had to [question] Ouroboros, asking why it didn't get rid of such a dangerous thing.

"Meow."

"He said it was too troublesome. If he ate it, it would grow back and it would be inconvenient to move around."

"How did you hear so much from just one syllable? I also have a [translation], but I can't hear it." Herbie looked at Blaze suspiciously. She strongly suspected that Blaze was fooling her.

“It’s probably some kind of feeling.”

Blaze touched the back of his head, his face blurry, and then he started thinking in his characteristic lazy way.

"Since Ouroboros has not objected, we'll take that as the meaning. We've also got Ouroboros's permission to use his severed limbs. Let's go inform Jasmine and use her Age of Gods technology..."

"Meow."

"Oh, don't use the flesh and blood. Flesh and blood are corrosive. Only scales and bones can be used. I've made a note of that."

"Meow."

"Oh, the coordinates, yeah, I noted them down."

Herbie looked at Blaise, then at the cat on his lap, and it seemed that she was redundant.

She didn't really care about it. She closed her eyes, leaned back comfortably in the chair, and enjoyed the long-lost feeling of brain relaxation.

"Meow."

"Well, this request is a bit..."

Blaze looked at Herbie with some embarrassment. Herbie opened one eye and waved his hand heroically.

"Meet his demands!"

"No, this request is a bit..." "Is it something I can't decide?"

"Not really. This is something only you can decide."

"Then agree, no more nonsense." Hebi waved his hand proudly.

"But he makes you go to Helm once a month."

Hebi's expression froze, and after hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's not impossible."

"Meow."

"He told you not to force it."

"Why should we force ourselves to do this? Helm is also a world full of possibilities. Although we can't open a branch of Hermes's Travel Hat there, we can use it as a transit point for goods."

After a brief shock, Herbie regained his composure, tapping the back of the chair with his hands, analyzing the pros and cons.

"Besides, Helheim is Hela's territory, so there won't be any problems with safety. Come on, high-five. That's considered signing the contract."

Herbie stretched out his index finger and tapped the Ouroboros' cat paw with a bright smile on his face.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Blaze crossed his legs and sighed leisurely.

"This is the first time I've seen someone who goes to the afterlife once a month smile so cheerfully."

"Then you still have a chair next to Hela, the mistress of the underworld of Helm, you who have a messy relationship with chairs."

"You're just bringing up something that's not relevant to your conversation."

……

Blaze and Hebi returned to the landmark building of the Golden Apple Tree Sea with the good news, but there was no sign of Kullene. After some questioning, their faces darkened.

They didn't know when a big round of consumption took place in the Dionysus Tavern.

"What does this mean? 346 servings of deluxe fruit platters!? Only eight people can eat one bowl of that stuff!" Herbie's expression twisted as he looked at the bill, veins popping out on his forehead.

"That's nothing. I emptied all the wine from the underground cellar of the Dionysus Tavern, plus a cart of wine that was urgently delivered."

Blaze laughed. People really laugh when they are speechless. In the past, he would have rolled his eyes and fainted when he saw the number above, but now he just wanted to find the culprit.

As for who the culprit is, there is no need to guess, it must be Cyrene.

"Well, that bastard." Blaze held Gungnir behind him. This was the fastest way to find Kullene.

Although tempting, it can't be done.

The two men had gloomy faces as they searched the landmark buildings inside and out, even checking the Dead Bear. Finally, they smelled the unique aroma of Dionysus wine on Drifting Island No. 1.

The bastard who generously booked the entire place in their names is right here.

But unexpectedly, the source of the wine aroma was actually in Had's forge.

"That guy, he won't harass Master Had." Blaze frowned. Had has always been at odds with businessmen. Even to Herbie, Had rarely speaks.

Not to mention a top businessman like Kullene, it would be considered very polite not to have a sullen face when meeting someone.

click-

The two men pushed open the door of the forge, and a fierce heat wave gushed out.

(End of this chapter)