Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 481 Is Mr. Ron a simp?

"Latisia, this is sap from the gurus tree, a specialty of Simim Island. Here you go."

Instead of immediately embarking on the exploration mission, Gild took out a sealed nutshell-shaped container from his backpack and carefully handed it over.

Gururu sap is a specialty of Simiu Island. It tastes like lemonade with sugar and milk. Because of its pleasant texture and good taste, it is loved by both locals and tourists.

If we weren't short-handed, I'd love to kick this annoying guy into a stinking ditch in the primeval jungle!

Latisia, with her bluish-gray eyes, hesitated for a moment before reluctantly accepting the nutshell-shaped container. She felt extremely annoyed and urged him on with a blank expression and a very dissatisfied tone.

"Don't waste any more time!"

However, upon hearing this clearly impatient urging, Gilder felt a surge of delight.

Ah, Latsia is actually concerned about me, worried that I'm wasting my time. She's so kind!

She actually accepted the sap from the Gulu tree herself. Does she like me?

Yes, the sap of the Gulu tree is loved by many people, and Latsia must be too. The fact that she accepted the sap she loves means that she must like me too!

Why didn't she say so before?

Is it the kind of tsundere that Roselle described in his novels?

"Don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Gilder immediately straightened his back, a bright smile spreading across his face, his eyes seeming to sparkle with newfound confidence as he answered.

This time he didn't delay and ran after the archaeologist Lattisia.

Exploring the primeval jungle is no easy task, especially since they are all operating in secrecy. While searching for the elven ruins, they must ensure that no one else is around, so that they can keep the treasures inside for themselves.

Latasia loves me! Latasia loves me! Latasia loves me!

Even after running a long distance, Gilder was still inexplicably excited, repeating the important things to himself three times. His heart felt like the most advanced steam engine, giving him inexhaustible strength.

At this moment, he stopped, climbed the tree trunk, and looked back at the lady he admired, who was hidden by layers of weeds and leaves. He found that the sap from the gurgling tree in her hand had disappeared, and even the container had vanished in a short time.

this.

She must have finished drinking it, because I gave it to her, so she must have put the container away!

Latissia really likes me!

At that moment, Gilder, who had suffered countless setbacks, was deeply shaken. He felt a warm glow all over his body, filled with a sense of happiness that seemed to come from nowhere.

rustling --

The sound of footsteps treading on the grass came from afar, immediately pulling him back to reality from his reverie.

Just a dozen meters away, a small team dressed in clothing suitable for jungle activities hurried past.

Because of the obscuring leaves, Gild could only vaguely estimate how many members were in the group.

One, two, three, huh? What, there's another dog?

That's how it is in the primeval jungle. Every now and then you have to look around to see what's going on, because you never know what dangers might be lurking in this dense jungle. After all, trees, weeds, heat, and mud can always deceive your senses.

By the time danger is discovered, it's too late to say anything.

I actually made a profit! I'll tell Latissia when I get back; she'll definitely see me in a different light!

Just as Gild was about to climb down the tree, end the simple ritual magic, and go back to report, he suddenly heard a familiar conversation.

"Audrey, let me carry this for you. The road ahead is difficult."

"Audrey, are you thirsty? I have some sap from the 'Gulu' tree that I bought specially."

"Audrey..."

He paused for a moment, then a mocking smile appeared on his face, and he almost burst out laughing.

Ha, where did this simp come from?

As his thoughts raced, his gaze pierced through the layers of leaves. Gilder, who was about to climb down the tree, paused there. After a moment's hesitation, he returned to the observation point he had found earlier, ready to see what kind of sycophant could be so humble.

rustling --

The rustling of fabric as it stomped across the grass and through the jungle indicated that the guide for this group was not very experienced.

"Audrey, let me get it for you, Audrey. Do you want some?"

"I'll do it~ I'll do it? I'll do it!"

"Then come and get it! Then drink it!"

Hearing the boy's repeated calls, the beautiful young lady, with her good character and elegant aristocratic demeanor, finally couldn't take it anymore.

She pursed her dry lips, tightened her parched throat, shook the heavy backpack on her back, and looked speechlessly at Ron Sothos, who was walking beside her without any luggage.

This guy had been spouting cheap talk the whole way, but his burden hadn't lessened at all. He hadn't even tasted a drop of the delicious Glug tree sap; it had all gone into Ron's stomach.

"Audrey, I'm doing this all to train you. Otherwise, going to the Elven Ruins would have been a simple matter of my mind, so why go through all this trouble?"

The blond boy slowly finished the last sip of the gurgling tree juice, wiped his mouth, and said with lingering satisfaction.

Then why did you ask?

The noblewoman rolled her eyes inwardly, utterly powerless to refute Ron's words.

This morning, Audrey had originally planned to use the excuse that the boy hadn't come home all night to make things difficult for him, pretending to be angry to see what interesting psychological reactions this "god" would have.

The result was indeed beyond her expectations; Ron Sothos really didn't tolerate her.

No, I pretended to be angry and took all the blame upon myself. I thought he would admit his "mistake" and come to help me share the burden, but he just stood by and watched!

"Mr. Ron, has anyone ever told you that you'll never find a wife this way?"

Leaning her backpack against the tree, Audrey loosened her shoulders and took the newly appeared tree sap from Ron's hand, sipping it slowly.

Unfortunately, she was the one who broke the "tacit understanding" between them and interacted with Ron first.

What a thoroughly satisfying and devastating defeat!

"Hey you two, can't you be a little more mindful of the situation? Don't elves have human rights? Don't dogs have human rights?"

"This is a primeval jungle; we're on our way to find elven relics, not a place for your flirting!"

Miss Elf fanned the stench of romance from her nose, pointed at Susie, the blonde loser following beside her, and launched a tirade against the two in front of her.

rustling --

The sound of leaves rustling through the fabric echoed once more. Ron and his group rested for a while and then continued deeper into the jungle.

However, the boy's questioning voice, which sounded like a sycophant, had disappeared, leaving only sobs coming from the dense jungle.

Life is like a mirror; sometimes you can see others reflected in it, and sometimes you can see yourself.

(End of this chapter)