Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 230 "Careless" and "Grumpy"

Ulorus's hand holding the paintbrush trembled slightly as he sensed something amiss behind him. He turned around abruptly and saw the Red Angel clenching his fists, trembling with "joy" and his face turning a deep purplish-red with "excitement."

This must be Medici's excitement after seeing me again.

A hint of realization flickered in his indifferent eyes.

However, although this angel of fate seemed dull-witted, it possessed its own small amount of wisdom. It quickly noticed something amiss with its colleague, and immediately knelt down, gently asking with concern:

"What's wrong, Medici? Are you on your period?"

"Don't worry, sometimes I reboot into a woman too, and I'll give you some experience now."

"Silly snake, how come I never realized you were so good at provoking people before!?"

Before the angel of fate could finish speaking his concerned words, the red angel, slumped among the clutter, gritted his teeth and rudely interrupted Urolius, who was imparting his experience to Him.

Without a word, Medici immediately stood up, made a grasping motion with one hand to summon black flames, and burned away the mural on the wall that was shimmering with spiritual light.

The mural of the idiot snake must not be preserved, as its shelf life is quite long, and Urelius might even use his powers to preserve the current scene.

Medici didn't want this secret within a secret to be discovered many years later!

Dog shit!!!

At that moment, the Red Angel recalled her memories of working with this silly snake for so many years and realized that the above scene had happened countless times before.

It's always this silly snake that uses the simplest words to pierce the deepest heart.

And what's more, He was quite sincere!

"Hmph haha"

Finally, Ron, who was standing at the door and saw all of this, couldn't stand the scene any longer and started chuckling.

He was very satisfied with the performances of "Careless" and "Grumpy," which made his already cheerful mood even more pleasant.

"You must be the Angel King of the 'Destiny' pathway. Did you come here specifically to wait for me?"

After the second hand ticked for several seconds, the blond boy finally adjusted his monocle, calmly interrupting the eye contact between the two angel kings.

Of course, the so-called eye contact was just Medici rolling her eyes, while Urolius stood there "foolishly" watching.

"The Lord said you would come!"

A slight ripple appeared in the indifferent eyes of the Angel of Fate, which served as an answer to Ron's question.

"Then why doesn't He come out and talk to me face to face? I believe we would have a lot to say to each other."

The blond boy spread his little hands cutely and said with a forced smile, but before he could finish speaking, he saw "Brainless" just staring at him quietly.

Look at yourself with eyes devoid of any emotion.

Ron fell silent, recalling his first meeting with the "True Creator".

The scene at the time needs no further elaboration; the two bastards inside him must have terrified this "evil god," making him tremble in fear and pitifully cower in a corner.

Moreover, the half-shaft of the "Ancient Sun God" was not in good condition. Its primordial will had greatly revived, and it was in a state of "madness" at all times.

Frankly, Ron was quite surprised that He would dare to send one of His angels to contact him under these circumstances.

His original plan was to find Mr. A to hold a ceremony, and then he would use the life of the Red Angel, or beat this foul-mouthed guy to the ground, to stage a "bitter trick" in order to force the other party to talk to him.

Of course, Medici was unaware of the "ruse" plot, because the blond boy believed that he would definitely repay his savior, so he took it upon himself to assume that the other party had agreed.

"You're all such a hassle. Why can't you just explain things clearly?"

Ron Sothos muttered to himself that this "true creator" looked quite similar to the bearded man.

No, it should be the other way around!

In fact, Ron had already seen through the bearded man's thoughts. Although he helped him, he was also doing things in secret to maintain a balance in the world.

A very fragile balance!

He and Sequence Zero within the barrier, and he and the Outer Gods outside the barrier, all have their own purposes and demands.

These goals and demands led them to cooperate with each other, yet also to oppose each other, reeking of the corrupt exchange of interests.

The seven gods wanted him to help them fight against the Outer Gods, but at the same time they were wary of Ron and prepared to ascend to the Old Days at any time, making two preparations.

The Outer Gods also harbored ulterior motives towards Ron and the two bastards within him. After all, the great war several eras ago that nearly destroyed the world and awakened the "Beginning" had truly terrified them, causing their extraordinary abilities to scatter wildly, making them afraid to let these three return.

Ron, on the other hand, wants to be resurrected while preventing the awakening of the "Primordial Creator" and the "Heavenly Venerable of Fortune and Prosperity".

This is what the bearded man wants, what the seven gods want, and what the outer gods want even more.

But that's not what Ron Sothos wanted!

In this cold and indifferent world, can't gods trust each other?

Being used as a pawn, or having your coffin lid stepped on from time to time, is not a pleasant experience.

Especially when they are outmaneuvered by these "little bugs"!

"Ha, in truth, I prefer the exchange of benefits to personal favors. Tell me, what does your master want?"

Pushing up his monocle, the blond boy had no intention of chatting and immediately offered to make a deal.

The great "Time and Space Ruler" couldn't help but think of that poor wretch at this moment. To be honest, Mr. "Fool" was much more conscientious than these guys.

He not only accurately remembered his debts and made timely repayments, but also considered his opinions, appearing as naive as a college student just entering society.

Upon hearing this question from the mysterious being wearing a monocle, "No-Brainer" directly stated the request from the "True Creator".

He smiled gently:

"The Lord said that as long as you can help Him recover, then what you desire will naturally not be a problem."

"Tch~ She's ugly, but she's got pretty high and mighty ideas. Impossible!"

The blond boy scoffed at the condition, rolled his eyes, and leaned his barely 1.5-meter-tall frame against the doorframe.

If you want to help the "Ancient Sun God" recover, what's the difference between that and cultivating an "omniscient and omnipotent being" yourself?

Not to mention that the other party has a criminal record, and most importantly, the "true creator" is only a part of the "ancient sun god".

"What else does your Lord desire?"

Ron narrowed his eyes, wanting to test whether this half of the "Ancient Sun God" could still control the Chaos Sea, or rather, whether it could indirectly influence the Chaos Sea.

If possible, perhaps we could do some research in this area.

"The Lord says the time is not yet ripe, but when the time comes, He will give you what you desire!"

Ulorius replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Ron's lips twitched, and he instantly understood the hidden meaning.

This undoubtedly shows that the "true creator" is cowardly and equally wary of himself. At least at this stage, he doesn't dare to face himself, fearing that he might forcibly corrupt Him to achieve His own goals.

After all, the last face-to-face encounter was thrilling and exciting enough.

"Sigh~ It seems the great task of resurrection still depends on myself, no, it still depends on those Outer God 'brothers'."

Muttering to himself, Ron shook his golden head in disappointment and waved to Medici.

"Medici, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)