Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 131 This has already exceeded the reimbursement limit!

Taking a deep breath and revising his own power completion plan, Ron jumped off the bed, pushed open the door, and went out to the Night Watchers' Recreation Room.

It's only a little past two o'clock now, and the afternoon is still long.

Therefore, one can lose their head and shed blood, but one must never forget playing cards.

"Bomb, three plus one, gone!"

With Luo Yao Laiding's smooth and skillful maneuvering, Ron Sothos, the biggest villain in this game, was defeated, allowing his opponent to take away the "treasure" in front of him.

"Fat Ball, you're so lame! You should have played your small cards first and saved your big ones for last!"

"Sothos, where's your brain and intelligence? How can you not even understand such a simple sorting problem!"

"You are truly unworthy of the name of wisdom."

"That's right, narcissist. I'm on your side this time. He acted like an idiot, falling right into a mortal's trap!"

The departure of the dessert in front of him represents the failure of the blond boy, while his two mortal enemies never miss any opportunity to mock him.

"Shut up! If you two hadn't been yelling and shouting all the time, how could I have possibly lost?!"

Ron roared loudly within his will, finally unable to tolerate the clamor of the primordial will and the Celestial will any longer.

The two of them had just been teaching Ron how to play cards, but as a great and infinite wisdom, he naturally couldn't play according to his nemesis's instructions.

However, no matter how much you calculate with a deck of cards, there are only so many ways to play them. After the primordial will and the celestial will frantically eliminated the correct answers, the blond boy unsurprisingly lost the game.

Time always flies when playing cards; the happy moments come to an end in the blink of an eye.

"Ron, it's time to go home with me after get off work."

Just as the blond boy was arguing fiercely with the two bastards in his mind, an old voice came from the doorway of the night watchman's recreation room.

That was Old Neil's voice. Thanks to Klein's reminder, the old man had already figured out where Ron often appeared.

"Mr. Neil, there are still twenty minutes left before the end of the workday. Leaving early doesn't seem like a very honorable thing!"

The blond boy didn't even look up. He skillfully shuffled and cut the cards in his hand, imitating an adult as he lectured the other person.

"Oh, really? But the dessert shop near the security company is about to close down. I was planning to take you there to take a look, but now..."

Standing at the door, the neatly dressed old Neil smiled and slowly recounted the little tricks Klein had taught him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron, who had returned to his lazy self, snorted disdainfully, then put on his coat, walked to the door, and pushed up the monocle he was wearing over his right eye.

"Mr. Neil, this doesn't seem like something an old gentleman like you should do."

"Little Ron, you're very perceptive. In fact, these were all Klein's ideas."

Looking at the blond boy who had come before him, Old Neil smiled and sold Klein Moretti out of his possession without a second thought.

"Alright, Ron, don't worry about that. The most important thing now is dessert, freshly baked little cakes."

"Don't you want to taste them fresh out of the oven?"

"Besides, we have to have dinner out tonight, since I don't have a sister like Klein who would prepare dinner for him."

Old Neil, with his gray hair, soft hat, and deep red eyes, shrugged and made a self-deprecating remark, just like most gentlemen in the Kingdom of Rune.

Upon hearing this, Ron fell silent instantly. He felt that his recent luck needed to be turned around, because why was he, who only liked pretty girls, constantly encountering old men?

Is this a distortion of the world, or a decline in morality?

"Sigh, Mr. Neil, to be honest, I prefer young and beautiful girls saying those things to me."

"Especially when we have dinner together!"

The blond boy's undisguised emphasis perfectly illustrated what a scumbag is, leaving the more experienced but inexperienced Old Neil stunned.

After a long while, he finally realized what was happening and said with a strange expression:

"Little Ron, I didn't realize you were so mature for your age! The reason you went home with Klein in the first place wasn't because he has a cute little sister, was it?"

"Klein has been telling me a lot lately that you and his sister are getting very close, and you even spend time together in the same room doing your homework."

"Hmph, ╯^╰. Melissa and I are just friends. I hear filth and shameful, shallow trust in your words!"

Ron gave a haughty hum after Old Neil's words, criticizing the old rascal in front of him.

"Oh, I get it, we're friends~"

But who was Old Neil? The amount of money he reimbursed was more than the small cake the blond boy ate. He didn't care about these criticisms. Instead, he smiled and teased the small blond boy again.

What do you know?!

Ron inwardly scoffed, utterly speechless at Klein and Old Neil's shady thoughts.

However, he didn't offer much explanation.

As Emperor Roselle once said, "A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear."

After chatting for a while, the two left Blackthorn Security Company together and headed towards a cake shop on the same street.

Crossing the street, dodging the busy pedestrians, Ron arrived at the store exuding a sweet aroma in the warm sunshine and gentle breeze.

The gleaming glass windows couldn't block out the rich, sweet aroma that instantly lifted one's spirits. This sweet scent was like an invisible arm, constantly brushing against the blond boy's nose, making his gaze indifferent yet filled with longing.

"Pick whatever you want, don't be shy with me."

A very generous and ostentatious voice came from behind Ron, causing the blond boy to unconsciously purse his lips.

It's just reimbursement, what's so special about that?

Ron grunted and, without any hesitation, strode into the store. Based on his experience, he selected reasonably priced desserts to keep the total amount spent within a certain range.

"Ron, you have a good eye for things. Klein doesn't bring you here often, does he?"

Old Neil chuckled and shook his head when he saw the price on the bill, clearly understanding the hidden meaning behind it.

"However, I think you could take some more candy, and that cream cake covered with pine nuts..."

"Mr. Neil, in that case, it might be difficult to get reimbursed!"

Upon hearing Old Neil's remarks, Ron didn't mince words and offered his own suggestions.

"Hmph, Ron, do you think I'm the kind of person who only knows how to claim expenses?"

"Your words are full of a distorted perception of my character and a foolish and shallow trust!"

Seeing the blond boy's performance, Old Neil was heartbroken, as if his own reputation had been ruined, and responded with the same words Ron had used to criticize him.

Sorry, brothers, I was too busy yesterday and felt exhausted. I can only post two updates today.

Three updates tomorrow!!!

(End of this chapter)