Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 94 Ron: He should thank me!

Although Ron had his own calculations regarding Klein's request, a fair trade was still necessary.

Freebies? Not a chance!

After considering that the only thing this poor guy could offer was Yuanbao, the blond-haired boy felt a headache coming on.

Clearly, the premise of this deal is not what he wants, but what that poor guy has.

But the result was obvious: that poor man simply couldn't afford the payment, and he was perfectly justified in his poverty.

However, there are always exceptions. In addition to material value, human relationships are also a good thing. Their value is neither too high nor too low, and it depends entirely on the thoughts and conscience of the person involved.

The blond boy's actions just now undoubtedly raised the price of this favor to a very high level.

Poor Klein was thus manipulated at will by this worthless pillar.

"Thank you, Ron!"

Looking at this amateur fortune teller in front of him, who seemed to be making up all sorts of things, Ron inwardly scoffed, suppressing a hint of remorse.

He reached into his pajama pocket, rummaged around, and pulled out a small ball that emitted a faint blue light.

This is exactly 0-21, a sign of divine favor.

This artifact, corresponding to the second sequence of the solar pathway, "The Light Chaser," perfectly meets the two necessary conditions of having strong aggregation properties and a high rank.

"Here it is."

The blond boy tossed the small ball, about the size of an eyeball, in his hand before tossing it to Klein Moretti, who was curiously examining the sealed artifact.

"Ron, what's its name? What level of sealed artifact is it?"

As a formal member of the Night Watch, Klein naturally knew about sealed artifacts and the different levels they were divided into.

He took the small ball that emitted a blue light and found that the sealed object was quite heavy. Holding it in his hand gave him a warm feeling, like being bathed in sunlight, as if he were being protected by a god.

This magical experience aroused his intense curiosity, and he imitated Ron by holding the ball in his hand and tossing it around.

"It's a level 0 sealed artifact, named Divine Grace!"

"Huh!? Level 0!!!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Klein Moretti let out a howl, and then frantically grabbed and scratched the 0-21 score that was about to fall to the ground and held it in his hands.

He only knew that there was such a level as "0" sealed artifact from the data, but he could not find out any information about any of the sealed artifacts.

This undoubtedly represents the church's high regard for it and the preciousness of "0" level sealed artifacts!

Right now, he was holding a terrifying sealed artifact of this level in his hand, which made him a little nervous.

"Ron, what are its downsides!?"

Klein Moretti initially intended to throw the sealed artifact back, but seeing the blond boy's expression, which was no different from usual, he felt slightly relieved.

"Its function is to radiate endless light and heat, purifying everything around it!"

"Its negative effect is that it cannot distinguish between friend and foe, and it cannot be exploited at all."

"Take Tingen City as an example. If the seal is broken, the entire city of Tingen will disappear from the map of the Kingdom of Rune in five seconds!"

"grass!!!"

The amateur fortune teller visibly trembled upon hearing Ron's description, and was so shocked that he uttered an exclamation in his native language.

"What kind of tactical nuclear missile is this?! It has a launch range of four kilometers and an blast radius of five kilometers!" Klein thought to himself.

"Uh, Ron, if it can only be sealed away, how can I utilize it?"

Suppressing his shock and confirming that the sealed artifact in his hand was not in any immediate danger, Klein humbly asked the blond boy how to use 0-21.

"Hmph ╯^╰, are you a pig brain? Although you can't use its most powerful ability, its high status allows you to detect something amiss when you encounter coincidences."

"And with it, it will take the other party a lot more effort to influence you than before!"

Ron gave a haughty hum, feeling that the person in front of him had a really poor knowledge of the occult.

Klein skillfully ignored the derogatory words, pondered for a few seconds, and nodded to himself.

He felt that this sealed artifact was a good match for his gray mist space, and he could immediately enter the gray mist to perform divination when he sensed anything unusual.

In that case, he believed that even if the other party hid themselves very well, he could still find some clues.

"Thanks, Ron. I'll take you shopping when I have Monday off."

Having obtained a powerful sealing artifact and feeling more confident, Klein Moretti did not forget his previous promise. He thanked the blond boy again before being kicked out.

The crisp snap of fingers rang out, and the cyclical space and time that had been circulating throughout the room gradually subsided, allowing the place to return to its normal time and space state.

"I can't wait!"

The arrogant young man hummed twice, happily munching on his cake. At that moment, Ron suddenly began to enjoy the feeling of the audience secretly orchestrating things for others.

This undoubtedly demonstrates his wisdom and greatness!

"Fatty, stop being so vain. What kind of wisdom is that?"

"If you succeed, it's due to your wisdom; if you fail, it's because the Source Castle binder is incompetent!?"

"I could do it too!"

Hearing the loud complaints from the Celestial Venerable's will within him, the blond-haired boy paused in his cake-eating motion, suddenly realizing that this night wasn't so pleasant after all.

Monday morning.

Blackthorn Security Company.

Inside the Night Watch Captain's office.

Dunn Smith leaned back in his office chair, his gray eyes scanning the expense report expert in front of him and the expense application he had submitted.

"Did Old Neil teach you this too?"

As he looked around, the old captain's gaze finally settled on Klein Moretti's face.

"Uh... Captain..."

"You don't need to explain. The documents you submitted were indeed my oversight. I subconsciously treated Ron as an adult and estimated the expenses according to that standard."

"Go to Mrs. Oriana and get ten pounds to buy everything Ron needs."

Before Klein could stammer out any other reason, Dunn Smith waved his hand and approved the fortune teller's funding request.

"No problem, I'll take him today."

Klein immediately broke into a genuine smile, inwardly praising Dunn Smith's generosity.

Of course, Dunn Smith was so generous because his funding application was completely reasonable and logical, not fabricated.

Reimbursement is an art of language, and now Klein has a deep understanding of it.

After pushing open the door to the captain's office and withdrawing ten pounds, Klein ostentatiously led the blond-haired boy into a taxi and arrived at Tingen's famous shopping street.

"Klein, I want this!"

The boy's voice suddenly rang out, causing Klein to turn his head and look in the direction Ron was pointing.

His eyes widened suddenly, and his smug smile froze on his face.

Because he saw that the blond boy's target was a high-end restaurant that mainly served Intis cuisine, and the red wine displayed in the glass case inside the restaurant's window.

Ormere red wine, £126!

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