Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 442 The Sunset Glow Old Folks Group Returns! (3K)

Waaaaah—

The ship's horn sounded like the roar of a giant beast, scattering the seagulls that were searching for fries on the dock.

This colossal ship, equipped with truly modern technology, billowed thick black smoke as it set sail with boiling water.

slam-la-

The waves follow closely, creating a stirring symphony with the birdsong high in the sky.

Impact! Impact! Impact! Impact!

"High-dimensional observer, I think we need to have a serious talk and reach a consensus on cooperation. In any case, I've brought you inside the barrier."

"It's obvious that the three of us are all going to find the lost Source Matter; we share a common goal."

The boy sat upright on the bed, took out a silver pocket watch with intricate geometric shapes, and kept poking at it with his finger.

In this world, there are very few beings who can be Ron Sothos's allies, and the Old Ones just happen to meet all the requirements.

As for the other true gods or secret organizations in this world, they are clearly not qualified enough.

Seven Gods, that's my little brother.

The Twilight Hermits' Gathering was nothing more than a spy network for gathering intelligence.

Tarot gatherings are just a periodic activity for people to brag in their spare time and incidentally suppress the dead.

Only the old days are the best quality chives... oops, the best powerful helper.

Even though the genie has fallen on hard times, Ron is still willing to take him along for a spin, considering his original status.

"That's right, you don't need to worry about us having any ulterior motives. We're not some filthy scum like the Lord of Mysteries!"

"With rules, there are no surprises!"

A golden, distorted figure, whose features were indistinct, floated in mid-air, patting its chest and making a solemn promise.

"..."

The high-dimensional observer, cowering nervously inside his pocket watch, utterly disdainful of such nonsense.

"I don't trust you because I can't guarantee you won't be deceived."

???

You are discriminating against me!

You better not be referring to anything!

"Or maybe we should just kill him and extract his special abilities to forcibly control his body!"

The golden, distorted figure of the "Child of Chaos" swayed, and feeling his divinity had been insulted, he loudly suggested.

Being born was never Ron's exclusive privilege.

Time ticked by, and seeing that the silver pocket watch still hadn't made a move, the blond youth scoffed disdainfully, then curled his lips into a cold smile:

"You little slut, I'm not sure I can't beat you to a pulp!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he extended his fair and smooth fingers, as smooth as jade, and placed them on the cover of the sharply defined geometric pocket watch.

Her slender, slightly cool fingers, soft and boneless, traced the lines on the outside of the pocket watch, rubbing and rubbing.

"You little rascal, does Daddy's finger feel good? Hmm?"

As Ron spoke, he pressed harder with his fingers, and with each rub, the geometrically shaped watch began to tremble slightly, as if it were shouting…

Ah, it itches~

Feeling Ron's hot, huge, and thick physique rushing towards me, as if I would be sunk at any moment...

When the overwhelming power of the head collapsed, the "higher-dimensional observer" couldn't help but let out a cry.

"What are you doing...?"

However, Ron remained unmoved by these actions, continuing to apply pressure with his fingers, attempting to force the man into submission with absolute force.

He let his sunglasses slide down, opened his mouth, revealing a small canine tooth, and said fiercely:

"Today, I'm going to make you feel amazing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron ripped open the watch cover and poked his finger inside.

Hey kid, let me bang on your watch face hard, I'll make you feel amazing!

"Holy crap!"

A language that seemed to come from the depths of the universe and pointed directly to the essence of the world echoed in the room as if triggered by a reaction. Although the language did not sound so vulgar, Ron still understood what it meant.

"Let go, stop pulling!!!"

"I'm in! I'm in with you all!!!"

Family members, does anyone understand? There's a man below!

The "High Dimension Observer" is almost blind to all the Outer Gods. Although He has His own modesty and pride, when faced with difficulties, it does not prevent Him from having a flexible bottom line of integrity.

If you can't beat them, joining them is a very worthwhile option.

Besides, He wasn't the most shameful one!

Looking at the silver pocket watch that had already submitted and was panting heavily, Ron withdrew his fingers and arrogantly raised his head.

"You're smart to know what's good for you, otherwise I would have pried open the back dial and poked it in!"

After making a threat first, the blond boy seemed to ponder something and said:

"In that case, the three of us can be considered an organization."

"I think we need to give the organization a name!"

With a serious, responsible, and powerful mindset, Ron ignored the silence of the "Child of Chaos" and the "High Dimension Overlooker" and turned his gaze to the setting sun radiating its afterglow outside the cabin.

……

It was already night when Ron, having completed his oath of brotherhood, carried a plate of various desserts into the second-class cabin.

With a single glance, the adventurer's location became clear.

He walked forward, raised his right hand, and politely pushed open the door.

boom! ! !

"A sweet and soft chiffon cake!"

"Would you like a piece?"

The loud bang of the door startled Gehrman Sparrow, who was packing his suitcase and making plans for the sea.

Would it kill you to knock on the door?!

Speaking of Ron's way of opening the door, Klein was also helpless. The other party was too high-level, and even though he was already "Faceless," his intuition and premonition were useless.

and……

Everyone knows that little kids never share their cake.

"A mad adventurer never eats sweets!"

Gehrman Sparrow calmly replied, glancing at Ron with an extremely indifferent gaze, risking his life to maintain his persona.

What he said wasn't wrong. Even Ron found it hard to imagine that a cold and crazy guy would secretly eat sweets.

"Hmph, they really don't know how to enjoy life."

The handsome young man pursed his lips, placed the plate on the table under that insincere gaze, and then turned around and locked the door.

After confirming that the room was airtight, Ron turned his head, revealing a mischievous smile, and said excitedly in a slightly childish voice:

"Come here quickly, I have a big treasure to show you!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and pulled Gehrman Sparrow, dragging him to the bedside before the latter could react.

Ron's strength was simply superhuman; even though Klein was somewhat unwilling, he was still forcibly dragged to the edge of the bed.

Wait, something's not right. Why did you spread out my blankets and then crawl inside?!

Do I need to cover my baby with a blanket when looking after them?

Watching the boy take off his shoes, get into bed, spread out the blankets, and crawl in, Klein's eyes widened slightly, and he was momentarily speechless.

"German, what are you standing there for? Come in!"

Ron poked his head out from under the covers, his innocent face beaming as he waved to the still bewildered adventurer.

His smile was so sincere that it instilled trust in people. Klein was initially wary, worried that this was Ron's new prank, but upon seeing that smile, most of his guard disappeared.

Why all this secrecy? Could it be that there's some kind of treasure involved?

With Ron's strength, if it's some kind of treasure, it must be very special, and he'd have to look at it secretly. What exactly is it?

Looking at the boy's mysterious appearance, Klein felt a strange itch in his heart, like being scratched by a cat.

He crouched down, like a black cat curious about everything, and leaned his head closer.

As Emperor Roselle aptly put it, curiosity killed the cat.

The blond boy's acting skills were top-notch; even Faceless Man, known for his "acting skills," couldn't detect anything amiss.

"Look at the fresh canned wolffish I bought at the port!"

Suddenly, Ron's loud shout, accompanied by an extremely strong stench, hit us.

The nauseating smell, like a sewer overflowing with rotting rats in summer, instantly turned the crazed adventurer's face pale.

"vomit"

"you"

Klein nearly vomited up his lunch on the ship. He wanted to yell at them, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

Klein never imagined that the treasure Ron was talking about would be this kind of "biological weapon".

The crazed adventurer scrambled to the door, trying to break free, but after pulling twice, he tragically discovered that the wooden door wouldn't open.

Damn it! They even locked it up for me!

Nighttime, on the deck.

A gentle sea breeze swept away the stench and bad mood emanating from Klein.

"Ron, I think people shouldn't be like this. Our family isn't so poor that you have to live on canned wolffish."

"Besides, if you want to eat, you should eat in your own room. Why did you have to come to my room?"

Looking at the 1.56-meter-tall boy beside him, Klein suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

This guy isn't being unreasonable; on the contrary, he's being far too reasonable, which makes him both annoyed and helpless, and he simply can't vent his anger.

Whenever Ron was about to provoke him to the point of anger, the boy would shamelessly clean up the mess, and as if he could see through Ron's mental fortitude, the timing was always perfect.

In this situation, Klein was caught between being angry and not being angry, so he could only give a few words of advice and let it go.

"It tastes best to eat in my own room~"

Ron was also lying on the edge of the ship's gunwale, speaking with a look of disgust.

?

No, you can even taste something?

If you like it, come eat in my room!

What kind of logic is this?!

The adventurer's vision went black for a moment, and he barely recovered. He gained a new understanding of Ron's shamelessness.

"Hey friend, don't stand there, it might be dangerous in the sea!"

Just then, a serious voice came from the side of the deck. Klein turned his head and saw the former adventurer, Krivis, whom he had just met during the day, waving at him.

Danger? Sorry, when there's no danger, the person next to me is the biggest danger.

Under the crimson moonlight, Klein muttered to himself, ignoring Ron who was still lying there, and walked towards the inside of the deck.

(End of this chapter)