Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 32 Old man, should be fine, right?

Goodbye, little Ron! I'll miss you~

With a light farewell, Klein slammed the heavy doors of Blackthorn Security Company shut without a trace of regret.

"Haha, time to get off work!"

The poor fortune teller finally escaped the troublesome child and made it to the end of the workday, which made him feel smug and extremely happy.

Ron stood behind the door, watching everything with a blank expression.

He discovered that although he had successfully infiltrated the scoundrel's inner circle through this security company, Blackthorn Security Company had now become a constraint on him, making it impossible for him to stay by Klein's side indefinitely.

"Maybe we should just kill him!"

The most efficient solution flashed through Ron's mind instantly.

After a long while, he shook his head and offered this seemingly good idea.

"Disguising yourself as human is such a hassle!"

The blond boy muttered something under his breath.

"Sothos, have you considered what would happen if that guy really was a good person? Are you just going to let him reach the top of the sequence? Let the mystery resurface in him?"

"No need for you to worry."

"Sothos, you've wavered. Your emotions are eroding you, making you increasingly deviate from your own will!"

Shut your damn mouth.

"Sphere, don't listen to that narcissist. Right now, you should be most wary of Him!"

"His five pathways are almost all occupied. If we can find the stone tablet that His body turned into, we can control the Chaos Sea. His chances of resurrection are far greater than mine."

Sensing that the Primordial One was once again taking the lead, the Celestial Venerable finally could not bear it any longer and launched his long-planned counterattack.

"The Dead Ghost is right, I really should be wary of you, the one who's least noticeable!"

Ron was indeed led astray, and he began to think that the original, that old coward, was the biggest threat.

Shaking his head to clear his mind of those chaotic thoughts, Ron narrowed his eyes and felt that he couldn't go on like this. How could I, the great ruler of time and space, be kept here like a pet?

"Little Ron, look what this is?"

At that moment, Rosanne's voice came from behind the reception desk. She was holding a small plate with a swaying yellow pudding on it.

"This is freshly baked lemon pudding. If you let me pat your head, it's yours."

"Hmph ╯^╰."

Ron ignored the unreasonable request, grunted, and ran to the captain's office. With a pudding in his left hand, he pushed the door open with his right, interrupting Dunn's sniffing of his pipe.

"Dunne, I want to get out of here, it's too boring."

Looking at the impolite and problematic teenager in front of him, Dunn Smith felt a sense of helplessness.

He had sent a telegram to the church two days ago about Ron's situation, but had not received a reply yet.

However, even if he thought about it with his pipe, he could figure out that the Holy Church was probably investigating to see whose illegitimate child had gone missing.

After all, the vast majority of the sleepless extraordinary individuals in the mid-to-high sequence are in the Church of the Night.

"Captain, a telegram from the Sanctuary."

Before Dunn could come up with a good way to deal with the boy in front of him, Leonard suddenly knocked on the door and entered, handing Dunn a telegram from the sanctuary.

Dunn took the telegram and read it carefully for a while, and his furrowed brows relaxed considerably.

The telegram contained a reply confirming Klein Moretti's application to become a full member, and the rest concerned Ron.

The church stated that if no abnormalities are found at this stage, they should let them handle it themselves, maintain appropriate surveillance, and prevent Ron from causing any disturbance to public order. They will send personnel to pick up the child as soon as possible.

"What a coincidence, little Ron, the Sanctuary gave me their reply about you."

"However, it's still unclear where you're from. But congratulations, you don't have to stay in the security company anymore. You can go out for a stroll with any of the night watchmen and relax a bit."

"Of course, when we have a mission, you'll still have to stay here obediently."

After reading the telegram from the Holy See, Dunn reconsidered and, considering the current situation, came to this conclusion.

"What a coincidence..."

After listening to Dunn's opinion, Leonard looked at Ron and nodded thoughtfully.

"It is indeed a coincidence..."

Ron nodded, then rolled his eyes inwardly.

Things are unfolding as he hoped for the future, though not the best possible outcome, but it has certainly achieved his current goals.

As a pillar who governs the present, past, and future, he had already used his extraordinary abilities to foresee his own future after arriving at Blackthorn Security Company and learning about the situation there. He also used his authority to guide things toward one of his many possible futures.

In this world, people often face many choices, and each choice represents a brand new future.

This is precisely the authority that comes with Ron’s Sequence One characteristic; time is merely a necessary condition for the development of things.

The result is the ultimate product of all this.

"Can I go with Klein?"

The blond boy pushed up his monocle again, making Leonard's eyelids twitch slightly, but he calmed down after a few breaths.

"Captain, I have other things to attend to, so I'll go take care of them now."

"Okay, go ahead."

Leonard breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the captain's reply. He glanced at the expectant blond boy out of the corner of his eye before closing the door to the captain's office.

"Old man, aren't you overthinking it? Little Ron is so cute, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Leonard had barely taken two steps from the captain's office when he turned his head slightly and whispered something, as if discussing a strategy with an unseen person.

"Not at the moment..."

Not a peep!

Palez Soloasde inwardly curled his lip.

Who knows how terrified he was when he saw that blond boy suddenly appear two days ago, especially since that little brat was pushing up his monocle while chatting with Leonard.

If it weren't for the insects around him and the fact that the night watchmen weren't wearing their monocles, he would have suspected that Amon had come knocking on his door.

Because of this matter, the old man lost his appetite and couldn't sleep. He first explained the pros and cons to Leonard and told him to pay attention to his surroundings in the next two days to see if any of his teammates had suddenly developed a liking for monocles or something similar.

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