Mystery: At the start, you gain the uniqueness of the thief.

Chapter 157 Is there something wrong with this angel?

Amanisis—for the sake of convenience, let's continue to call this era's goddess of the night Amanisis—is at work.

Her job wasn't easy, but fortunately the work environment was good, the salary wasn't low, and there was the possibility of promotion and a raise, so Amanisis was quite satisfied with her current life.

Just as Amanisis finished preparing a PowerPoint presentation for a product that she would be showcasing soon, her phone suddenly rang. Although she was a little puzzled, she gestured to her colleagues and then went outside to answer the call.

"Dad, what's up? — Uh, a guest is looking for me — Okay, I'll go back this afternoon." Amanisis hung up the phone, her expression puzzled.

Her father called to tell her that a young man from the East had visited them and brought a very special gift, though it was difficult to explain over the phone. The young man specifically asked to see her and insisted that she come back.

Amanisis couldn't recall when she had met such a young man. Although she did know some Chinese people, none of them matched her father's description.

"Could it be a scam? What new scam tactic is it?" Amanisis felt a growing sense of unease. Her family wasn't poor; while not extremely wealthy, they were quite well-off. There was still a possibility that she might be the target of a scam.

With this in mind, Amanisis took leave in the afternoon and drove back to her parents' house. Because the journey was quite long, she even took leave the next day to make it easier to return.

Upon arriving at her destination, Amanisis had just parked her car when she saw a young man standing in front of her mother in her own backyard.

Because the other person was facing away from her, Amanisis could neither see their face nor what they were doing, but she could see that her parents were looking at them with surprise and shock.

What is he doing?

Amanisis grew increasingly suspicious. She immediately got out of the car and hurried towards her parents: "Dad, Mom, I'm home. What are you doing?"

When Amanisis finally reached her parents, she finally got a clear look at the young man's face. He was indeed a very typical Asian, and looked quite young, probably still in school. He didn't seem like a bad person.

But Amanisis's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the other party, or rather, to the glittering mini angel in the other party's hand.

At that moment, Amanisis's words caught in her throat. She rubbed her eyes hard, but found that the scene in front of her was still the same—the young man was holding a tiny figure the size of a palm in his hands. The figure had delicate features, wore white clothes, had a small halo on its head, and had a pair of small wings on its back, just like the legendary angel.

If that were all, Amanisis would at most think it was a finely crafted figurine. But the truth is, that palm-sized little angel is actually speaking right now. Judging from the vividness of her expression, if this isn't a real angel, then it can only mean that technology has undergone a super-evolution overnight.

Clearly, either answer was enough to leave Amanisis stunned at that moment.

At the same time, Amanisis finally understood why her parents, though vague in their explanation, insisted that she return that afternoon—although Amanisis herself did not believe in God, her parents were devout believers.

No believer could remain calm after witnessing such a miracle.

As the angel himself, Rosen naturally noticed Amanesis's arrival. He smiled, then flew up from Zhou Mingrui's palm and landed in front of Amanesis, saying with a smile, "Hello, Amanesis, I am Rosen Nicholas, God's second child. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

No problem, who says the sun god isn't God?

Amanisis even forgot to breathe at that moment. She could hear her parents' hushed gasps and see the lifelike little angel before her clearly. Amanisis swallowed hard before managing to say, "Isn't God's second son Hong—cough!"

Amanisis snapped back to reality, coughed a few times, and then cautiously said, "Hello, Mr. Rosen Nicholas."

As she spoke, Amanisis couldn't help but scan the little angel's surroundings up and down to make sure she didn't see any ropes, wires, or anything else that could suspend the object.

It seems like the other party is really flying.

Could she really be an angel?

Amanisis felt her worldview had been shaken. As for the fact that the angel was only the size of a palm, it was not important. After all, there were angels that appeared to be that size in various legends and stories.

Meanwhile, Rowling, who was indeed floating on his own thanks to Peter Pan's flying ability, maintained his smile. As for why Rowling appeared in the form of a little angel, the reason was simple: Zhou Mingrui had manually covered his body with an illusion.

Although Xiao Zhou's craftsmanship isn't great, he's quite skilled at illusions. And for ordinary people, the illusions from the Mysterious Servant are practically indistinguishable from reality.

As for why Lawson appeared as a little angel, it was mainly to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

After all, Amanisis is not like Roselle. While Laoluo is not entirely useless to Rosen, she is certainly not as useful as the Goddess of Night.

Moreover, Rosen's relationship with the Goddess of the Night was a legitimate business partnership, so he couldn't treat Amanisis of this era the same way he treated Huang Tao.

Considering the need to gain the other party's trust as quickly as possible, Lawson ultimately chose to cosplay as a little angel.

The effect was obvious: Amanisis's parents, who were devout believers themselves, immediately called their daughter back after witnessing the miracle.

Although Amanisis herself is not a believer, it is clear from the current situation that she is already somewhat skeptical.

Rosen chuckled at the thought and said to Amanisis, who was secretly observing him, "Madam, according to human etiquette, shouldn't we shake hands upon first meeting?"

"Uh, is it...is it okay?" Amanisis stammered.

"Of course." Rosen smiled and nodded, extending one hand.

Amanisis hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grasped the coin-sized hand, her eyes widening in surprise.

This touch—it's like it doesn't exist?

But she clearly held it!

Amanisis looked at her hands in surprise, then heard the little angel in front of her laugh and say, "Ah, I forgot, ordinary people cannot come into contact with the spirit of angels."

Amanisis: ————

Is there something wrong with this angel?