Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 22 Dream

At that moment, Klein suddenly felt a toothache, because he was clearly aware that he was dreaming, and could even sense his body outside the dream world.

He focused his mind and controlled his body, trying to wake up from this increasingly strange dream, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape from this extremely vivid dream.

The weak, pitiful, and helpless young historian could only watch as Ron slowly sat on his lap, hooking his pale arms around his neck.

He couldn't move at all, watching as this beautiful, almost perfect girl rested her head on his chest, her sweet breaths seeming to say, "Come on, show your true self, expose your despicable and shameful nature!"

This is Ron's perfectly legitimate test!

This shameless candidate, at this stage, is an ordinary human being and must have all sorts of troubles.

According to the various cases Ron found in the spirit world, this type of person has three major weaknesses.

First, beauty!

Second, money!

Third, power!

Since the other party is a cunning and treacherous fellow, he must be trying to obtain these three things by despicable means at all times.

With just a little seduction from me, Ron, this guy's true nature will be completely unleashed!

Come on, stretch out your hands and unleash your utterly despicable nature.

At that moment, he released the restrictions placed on Klein in the dream. Ron watched Klein's increasingly approaching hand with his narrowed eyes, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and then he was turned around and found himself sitting on the sofa. Before Ron could react to what was going on, the following events took an unexpected turn.

His gaze was blank as he watched Klein pull a revolver from his holster and press it directly against his forehead.

It pressed heavily against his forehead!

This is completely different from what we found in the spirit world!

The boy shouted in his heart.

Clearly, Ron's sudden probing startled the timid fortune teller who had only recently entered the realm of the extraordinary, and he reflexively acted out his truest self.

Ron stared at Klein, finding the other's reaction very strange. He even sensed a hint of cowardice in it. Shouldn't one be reckless when in a daze during a dream?

What are you afraid of? Come and fight me!

Seeing that the dream was becoming increasingly bizarre, and that a sensual dream was about to turn into a story of righteous night watchmen capturing a fallen evil god, Ron snapped his fingers in time, ending the dream.

As soon as the dream ended, Klein, who was sitting on the sofa, opened his eyes instantly and stared at the teenager in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy.

In the strange dream he just had, he learned that the other party was an Extraordinary Being, an Extraordinary Being like the captain, an Extraordinary Being who could manipulate dreams!

"You are extraordinary!"

Klein was a little nervous. He stared at Ron in front of him, trying to make himself sound more imposing with a stern tone.

"They're supernatural beings!"

Ron continued to play dumb.

"Stop pretending, you are an extraordinary being. What was that dream you just had?!"

Upon recalling his dream, Klein Moretti blushed. As a single old man, he had never experienced anything like what he had just witnessed.

"Hmph ╯^╰!"

Ron raised his little face and gave a haughty snort.

The smug look on his face seemed to say, "I am an extraordinary being, I have pulled you into my dream, what can you do to me?"

Come and hit me if you dare!

This scene made Klein's eyelids twitch. He couldn't help but think of those unruly children on Earth who lacked discipline, and he felt that Ron's personality was a hundred times worse than the worst of them.

This is the headquarters of the Nightwalkers in Tingen, a gathering place for many sealed artifacts and extraordinary beings. How dare you, a strange extraordinary being, be so arrogant?!

Gasping for breath to calm himself, Klein Moretti gradually regained his composure, his mind racing as he considered his next move.

Although the other party was an extraordinary individual, he did not seem to harbor any ill will towards him; at most, he was just a bit mischievous and unruly.

This brat is clearly not some kind of cult member, so he shouldn't be treated in such a rough manner.

Looking at the blond boy in front of him who was pretending to be stupid without saying a word, he suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"Ron, do you know how we treat wild Beyonders?"

Seeing that the boy opposite him still acted like he was the most important person in the world, Klein curled the corners of his mouth, paused for a moment, and then continued.

"We'll capture them, lock them underground, and give them only small amounts of water and food each day, keeping them out of the warm sun!"

His expression was serious and rigid, like a righteous judge in a courtroom pronouncing the crimes of criminals.

Klein didn't reveal the even more tragic fate of those extraordinary individuals in the secret organizations, for fear of frightening the children.

What he's doing and saying now is simply putting some pressure on that brat.

This is to ensure he behaves himself and obeys the law, and doesn't use his extraordinary abilities recklessly.

"Naughty kids need to be disciplined!"

Klein muttered to himself.

"But I didn't hurt anyone. Leonard, Rosanne, and Dunn were all very good to me, except for you, you despicable bastard."

Ron pushed up his monocle and began spouting nonsense with a straight face. His tone was innocent, which instantly made Klein feel guilty.

At that moment, Klein felt as if he had become a cold-blooded, ruthless executioner, devoid of any human compassion.

Faced with an innocent extraordinary person who had done nothing wrong, he actually wanted to lock him underground so that he would never see the sun rise again.

I'm so damn stupid!

Wait, no! I've been tricked!

And what do you mean by calling me a despicable bastard?!

Klein lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he realized that he had been tricked by that brat again!

In terms of intelligence, I'm actually inferior to a little kid!?

To be honest, he was feeling incredibly frustrated because he realized he had absolutely no way to deal with that brat.

With a deep sigh, Klein suppressed the urge to pin that brat down and give him a good beating, and asked the question in a serious tone.

"Ron, I feel like you've always had a lot of issues with me. Have we met before?"

His words were quite sincere, because he really wanted to know why this teenager disliked him.

"Never seen it before!"

Ron's answer was concise and powerful.

"Then why do you hate me so much, even using your extraordinary abilities to influence me? If I'm not mistaken, you want to embarrass me, right?"

Klein continued to press for answers, his frustration with the bratty kid palpable.

"No reason!"

Ron's answer remained concise and powerful.

(End of this chapter)