Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 34 Putuo City

Under Ron's manipulation, the timelines gradually separated, turning into small, blurry images.

Among those scenes were Ron staring blankly, Ron eating cake, and Ron standing by the window admiring the view outside.

These various Ron characters, doing all sorts of things, seem to be telling the story of how life offers many choices, and how each choice shapes a different version of oneself.

Ron slightly raised his finger, selected a thin golden line, and extracted it.

A ripple appeared in the air, and Ron, who was playing cards, suddenly emerged from thin air. His face showed a hint of confusion and astonishment, as if he didn't understand the situation.

"Why did you choose me?! I just got a great hand, I was about to win!"

Ron, who was making a card-grabbing gesture with his hand, questioned himself, whose eyes were slightly gleaming.

"Ha, our authority has not yet been restored. Your line is nothing but an illusion for now. Only when we regain power will you be able to truly have a good hand!"

Ron completely ignored his own questioning and instead started arguing with him about the matter at hand.

"Alright, I'm pressed for time and have some important business to attend to. You'll be watching the house for now!"

"Remember our mission!"

"You must infiltrate the inner circle of that shameless god's successor and keep a close eye on his every move. If he does anything sneaky, you must write it down, and then I'll deal with him when I get back!"

"Do you understand!?"

Ron's eyes lit up and his voice suddenly rose, like a drill sergeant's sudden shout during military training, which startled the somewhat drowsy Ron from playing cards.

"Hmph ╯^╰."

Looking at Ron's expression while playing cards and sensing his arrogant attitude, Ron's eyes twitched. He felt that this guy was really annoying and he really wanted to hit him!

Others are a mirror of ourselves, and sometimes we are also a mirror of ourselves, but the person who has already reflected their true self is unwilling to admit it.

The summoned Ron is essentially from a fictional future, so his personality is very similar to the current Ron, but he doesn't possess much power because he is fictional.

After arranging everything, Ron took a deep look at the reception hall, then his figure began to fade, the colors in his eyes gradually intensified and began to overlap, and he entered the spirit world once again.

……

Southern Continent.

Putuo City.

The city is located at the junction of the western Bairan Star Plateau to the north and the Paz River Valley to the south.

Because of its unique geographical location, Putuo City does not have the dry and rainless weather of the plateau, nor the stuffy, hot and humid atmosphere of the river valley.

In the chaotic West Bayran, this was a decent place to live and work in peace.

The only downside is that the area is surrounded by mountains due to its proximity to the plateau, so grain production is not high. Also, because of its remote location, the population is not large, making it only a small town.

According to Ron's estimation, this place is only about half the size of Tingen.

However, in the relatively chaotic West Bayron, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

Due to the conflict of colonial interests between Fussac and Rune, the valuable city-states of West Bayran have been under constant high-pressure control for many years.

Wars of all sizes occurred frequently, and local indigenous people often rose up in resistance against the oppression of the colonizers, resulting in bloodshed and sacrifice.

Not to mention the Restoration Society formed by the descendants of the Prelon royal family, the Spiritual Cult that secretly uses the faith of the Grim Reaper, and the original orthodox faith of the High Kingdom, the Rose School, which is also resisting the encroachment of several outsiders.

"This is even more chaotic than the vegetable stew at Old Will's Restaurant!"

A blond-haired, blond-eyed boy wearing a monocle leaned against a wall decorated with patterns symbolizing death and bird feathers, mimicking the Rune-style sighs he had learned from Klein.

This is Ron, who crossed the entire Raging Sea, from the city of Tingen in the Kingdom of Ron to the southern continent.

As for why they came here instead of going directly to find the hunter, it was naturally out of caution.

As an old man trapped for thousands of years, he naturally cannot rely entirely on the spirit world to understand the present world.

Besides, the spirit world isn't his private property. Just because he says he'll let you see it doesn't mean he can.

For example, in the so-called Fourth Age of Gods, he could only detect a small portion of the information in the spirit world; most of the rest was destroyed or concealed.

Moreover, there are many top-tier experts in this world, and many high-level items that Ron is unaware of.

What's more, this time he's working with a cunning and secretive guy. What if they agree on a location and Ron just shows up there carelessly, only to find seven Sequence 0s squatting there?

This is a small act of wisdom from a pillar, not cowardice!

Ron looked up at the sun in the sky and, mimicking the way the people around him wiped their foreheads, wiping away the mental heat and non-existent sweat.

When he first arrived, he felt a heat unlike that of the Northern Continent, but that wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing was that he felt completely out of place in this place.

It wasn't just the climate; his clothing and appearance were vastly different from the local inhabitants, and he always felt that passersby were looking at him strangely.

That was fueled by hatred for the loss of their homeland, by hostility stemming from their shared beliefs, and by an unyielding spirit between races!

"The people of Ruen!"

"Get out!"

A Guadalcanal crashed down on Ron from several meters away, its juices splattering everywhere, silently foreshadowing Ron's impending fate.

Ron pushed up his monocle and saw a child who looked about seven or eight years old shouting angrily at him from ten meters away.

He had brownish-yellow skin and wore traditional clothing from the Southern Continent, but his clothes were very old, as if no one had taken care of them for a long time.

Soon, the child's cries attracted more attention, and pedestrians on the street looked at the well-dressed, fair-skinned blond boy who was leaning against the wall and had appeared out of nowhere.

"Death above all! How can there be Runes here!"

"Look at his skin, it's the color of a demon!"

"How did the Runes end up here?! Could it be that General Jonas has already evacuated?"

Panic, fear, and hatred washed over him, making Ron truly feel the atmosphere that was completely different from the peace and tranquility of the Northern Continent.

"Quickly, seize him! He might be a spy sent by the Runes!"

"Yes, that's right! General Jonas offers rewards in exchange for the heads of the Runes!"

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