Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 250 Sharon: This pancake has power!

"Heh, don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. Just come over and I'll give you a good spanking."

"This is to let you experience what it's like to be treated like a child, so you won't always look down on people. Plus, it will help solidify your humanity!"

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

Listening to the faint sound of church bells, Ron shook the half-full glass of sweetened milk and turned his gaze away from little Klein at 15 Minsk Street.

"Gurgle, gurgle."

He downed the glass of milk in one gulp, handed it to the "vengeful spirit" behind him, and said lavishly:

"We have a 12-hour workday here, and we provide three meals a day. Why don't you go and grab something to eat?"

Sharon, clearly not used to her new job, hesitated for a moment before taking the cup and replying in a soft, ethereal voice:

"I can go two weeks without eating."

The vengeful spirit's words remained concise, indicating that it had recovered.

"Ha, the way you put it, it's as if I'm some evil, heartless boss. If I were the factory owner in Backlund, I'd definitely provide you with food every two weeks to save costs!"

"However, perhaps I could create another sealing artifact for the Night Path. I remember that the 'Sleepless One' doesn't need to sleep, so I can spread the influence of this ability."

"This way I'll have workers who don't need rest, consume very little energy, and are extremely hardworking!"

Ron continued talking to himself, completely unaware of Sharon's somewhat surprised look.

"This is a good thing!"

"Miss Vengeful Spirit" pursed her lips and said with a hint of relief.

Just imagining that horrific scene was terrifying for Sharon, and she no longer had any doubt about the evil nature of the being before her.

Because this is something that no normal person, or even a righteous god, could do!

She didn't care whether her words would upset Ron, because Sharon had already disregarded life and death before she came.

If she's not afraid of death, what is she afraid of?

Enduring and controlling desires is an extremely painful thing, especially for extraordinary individuals who have adopted the "alien" pathway.

At this moment, Miss "Wraith" felt a sense of relief. This was different from the release of desire in the "Hedonistic" school of the Rose School. Instead, it was a nonchalant attitude of having seen through everything.

Commonly known as "laissez-faire".

"The 'true creator' merely covets human flesh and soul, but He seems even more terrifying, not only coveting these things but also squeezing out any remaining value. This is more demonic than the devil himself."

Miss "Wraith" had a complex thought flash through her mind. Her azure eyes shifted slightly, but she ultimately fell silent, not daring to express her true feelings.

"I didn't realize you were so good at talking. Maybe you could say more."

Upon hearing the new servant's complaint, the blond boy pushed up his monocle with some surprise. He was unaware of Sharon's "slanderous" thoughts about him and instead chuckled lightly.

"Heh, don't worry, I'll definitely keep my promise. As long as you work hard, I'll give you what you want."

"Think about it, your teacher, being an angel, certainly wouldn't fall so easily. I know best what abilities Sear have!"

"When you find your teacher and return the body fragments to Him, won't everyone be happy? He will definitely praise you!"

Ron recounted each point in detail, his words seemingly possessing some kind of magic, making Miss "Wraith's" eyes brighter and brighter as she listened, as if she were filled with renewed motivation for her new job.

It's clear that as an honest, trustworthy, and restrained extraordinary being, she had no objection to Ron's pie and ate it all without leaving a single piece.

Because what the blond boy said was exactly what her heart desired!

No one can remain rational in the face of such temptation, and besides, the condition of "body fragments" is not demanding at all; for Ron, it can even be considered a piece of cake!

"Oh"

Upon seeing this familiar scene, the red angel beside him scoffed disdainfully, seemingly recalling the dry and hard pie that Ron had previously drawn for Him.

He probably looked just as foolish back then.

"I hope you will keep your promise."

Upon hearing Ron's promise again, Sharon, dressed in her custom-made black and white maid outfit, bowed slightly, her breathing becoming a little heavier. However, she quickly regained her composure and suppressed her excitement.

"Alright, enough chit-chat. You can get to work now. I didn't hire you to just sit here doing nothing!"

"This villa is very big, and there are many things that need to be taken care of. I've been wanting to get rid of those two fruit trees in the back garden for a long time. Go uproot them and throw them away. Then go to the flower and landscaping market and get some decorations."

"Huh? Me?"

The young lady with light golden hair was a little stunned when she heard the first task given by her "master". She pointed to herself uncertainly, which made Ron frown.

"If it's not you, then is it still me?"

The boy helplessly shrugged, feeling that the servant seemed to be just standing there dumbly and not very bright.

The "alien" pathway is undoubtedly an extraordinary pathway that greatly enhances the body.

As for someone like Sharon, who is at Sequence 5, she can be described as having immense strength, the kind of person who can penetrate steel with a single punch.

"Such white hands, it's a real shame they're not used for manual labor."

Ron pursed his lips and let out a sigh.

Making the best use of resources—this comes from his wisdom.

Upon hearing this, Miss "Wraith" fell silent for a moment. Of course, she was in this state most of the time even if she hadn't heard this.

This job was completely unexpected for Sharon. She had considered the tragic fate that awaited her here, and even thought that Ron's unpredictable moods might lead to her being directly corrupted, or that she might become a tool for conceiving the offspring of an evil god.

But she never imagined that the duties of a servant would actually be like this.

Do the hard work!

This was a vocabulary word she hadn't heard in a very, very long time.

"Even if the servants were really to do the work, no one would make such a request—uprooting the fruit tree. I wonder if they even have the strength..."

Sharon glanced at her nominal master with her azure eyes, her thoughts churning like a misty champagne bubble with fine bubbles.

With trepidation, she arrived at the back garden of the mansion and found the two trees, each about the thickness of a bowl.

"These should be the two ones. Maybe I can..."

When Sharon saw that the task she needed to handle was not as difficult as she had imagined, and was only about the size of a bowl, a hint of joy unconsciously appeared on her expressionless face.

Without delay, she rolled up her sleeves, instantly turning her skin pale, as if she had been dead for many days, a corpse devoid of any color.

Extending her slender, white arms, Miss "Wraith" gripped two tree trunks as thick as bowls tightly, amidst Ron's approving gaze and Medici's distorted expression.

The immense force squeezed them, making them creak and crack; the hands, as hard as steel, squeezed them, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

Just then, the expressionless face of the "vengeful spirit" twitched slightly, and her arm suddenly exerted force, making the muscles on her forearm stand out. In just a few seconds, with a "crack", she easily uprooted two fruit trees that were four meters tall and as thick as a bowl!

The roots and soil were pulled up along with it!

"Bullshit!"

Seeing this grotesque scene, Medici could not bear it any longer. His face contorted as he cursed under his breath and immediately turned around to wash his eyes.

(End of this chapter)