Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 65 [Pupol's Gift]

The snow finally stopped on the third day.

The long-lost sunshine shines on every corner of Winster, and it can even be described as bright.

El's mood at this moment is like the sunshine outside the window.

He was happily looking at a newspaper that had just been published this morning. The headline on the front page was an interview with Pubol.

The attached photo shows him shaking hands with Ethan and giving him a warm hug.

It was obvious that he admired Ethan very much.

And what he said in the interview highlighted this point very strongly.

"A superstar is rising!"

Seeing this, El almost laughed out loud.

If the test at school two days ago was just a direct blow, then this newspaper interview was the final blow.

The school originally had an ambiguous attitude towards Ramon's stay or departure, but after seeing this interview, Ramon was directly fired.

He was asked to leave the school that day.

Ramon naturally protested, but no one paid any attention.

The students at the law school also had complaints, but they were ultimately silenced.

Ramon's usual style is rigid and serious, teaching students to abide by the doctrine and to have the courage to take responsibility for their own actions.

This time he was the one who started the trouble and said that if he lost, he would resign.

Well, I can only resign. This is to set an example.

El was about to laugh out loud at the thought of this.

He put down the newspaper and looked up at the clock. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

This was Ramon's last time away from school.

He quickly stood up and walked outside. He had to give this old friend a proper farewell.

Thinking back to today's meeting, the senior executives, besides firing Ramon, praised him and even hinted that if he kept Ethan in the academy, he might be able to develop the School of Arts into the largest academy at Winster University in the future. Wouldn't the position of president be...

With a fiery heart, El came to the steps at the school gate and saw Ramon walking down with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Dean Ramon, oh, no, I can't call you Dean now. Are you leaving?"

When Ramon heard El's words, he turned around and stared at him.

"El, don't be too proud. This matter won't end like this. You, the fallen one who betrayed God, will be punished. When the time comes, the sacred fire will tell you what the consequences of turning to the pagans are!"

"Ramon, this is the New World. I can report you to the Religious Affairs Bureau at any time for remarks like yours."

Ramon snorted coldly, turned around and left in silence.

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As soon as the three-day trial period for Grape Brick was up, the trial users called Ethan as quickly as possible.

Without exception, they all requested to purchase a batch of grape bricks immediately. Some greedy people, like George, even booked the next few batches.

This result was not unexpected by Ethan.

After all, that's the situation.

Grape Bricks also have endless possibilities.

After finishing his business, Ethan started painting.

He had to quickly draw that alien version of "The Persistence of Memory".

In this way, he can consolidate his position in the art world and move towards becoming a great painter.

Just as I was starting to outline a corner, Anya said that Pubol had sent someone to deliver something.

He then remembered that Pubol had said yesterday that he would give him a gift. Originally, he thought that yesterday's interview was the best gift, but now it seemed that it was not. This master was much more generous than he had imagined.

The person who delivered the gift put down the gift and left, saying that Pubol had left Winster because he had an art exhibition coming up in the royal capital.

Pubol's gift was in a big gift box, and from the outside, it was unclear what it contained.

Ethan opened the gift box and saw a piece of white paper inside.

Yes, it was the kind of white paper used for drawing, lying quietly inside, and apart from that, there was nothing else.

He didn't quite understand Pubol's intention. Just as he was about to touch the paper, the following words suddenly appeared on it:

"No matter where you are, if you are in trouble and need my help, write your name on a piece of paper and I will respond to you, but remember, you only have one chance."

This line of words only existed for a moment before disappearing.

Ethan frowned.

Although he had sensed yesterday that Pubol must be hiding some secret, he seemed to be even more mysterious than he had imagined.

Is he also a real name person?

So what is his real name?
Looking back at the true name list, the one that fits it best is the World Reflector. Its third true name is the World Describer, which is very similar to the profession of painter.

But that may not be the case. Ethan knows too little about real names, and the real name translations in the Truth Newspaper may not necessarily be the meaning of the ancient language.

Looking at the white paper in the box, Ethan thought about it and finally decided to put it away for the time being.

Pubol looks like a good person, but who knows what kind of person he is.

After all, Ethan had only met him twice from beginning to end, and Pubol was really too enthusiastic the second time.

In the evening, Ethan was preparing to attend a dinner party.

The one John Holt had invited him to that day.

According to John Holt, there were many city hall officials and people from the legal profession at the dinner.

Ethan took this opportunity to open up the situation.

Moreover, he could also lay the groundwork for his plan to legally sell grape bricks.

Because of Pubol's interview in the newspaper, Ethan has apparently become a hot topic.

When he arrived at the banquet, no one cared about his mafia identity. Everyone treated him as a star, raised their glasses with him, and talked about art, painting, and what Pubol had said to him that day.

Ethan welcomed everyone and had a great time chatting with everyone.

Halfway through the round, Ethan made the excuse that he was drunk and went to the smoking room to have a cigarette and take a break.

Then he entered the smoking room and saw someone who shouldn't be there.

Aberline Court.

"Hello again, Ethan."

Aberlin greeted Ethan with a smile.

"Agent Aberlin, why are you here? Are you here for a surprise inspection? Then you've come to the right place. There's alcohol everywhere outside. If you lead your men out now, you'll definitely reap huge rewards. City Hall officials gathering together to drink is a great achievement."

As Ethan spoke, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Want one?"

Aberlin shook his head, walked to Ethan's side, stood side by side with him, and looked at the silent night outside the window.

"Actually, I came here tonight to discuss a business matter with you."

"Oh?"

Ethan turned his head, looked at Aberlin's overly rational face, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

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