The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

Therefore, after discussion at the United Nations General Assembly, matters concerning demons were made public, and the public was informed of the dangers of demons. If they encountered any strange cases, they should call the police immediately and leave them to professionals to handle.

As for what kind of cases are considered strange cases, as long as they are not committed by ordinary people, they are collectively called strange cases.

With the announcement by the Polish government, the Romanian devil also appeared in the public eye, which also attracted widespread attention from many young people.

Young people just like new things.

What's more, young people who grew up reading fantasy stories, everyone has some immature thoughts in their hearts.

He learned swordsmanship, mastered magic, hunted demons in exchange for rewards, traveled to various countries, engaged in all kinds of intrigues, and finally made a name for himself and gained fame that resounded throughout the continent.

Among the young people who discuss the issue the most, most are still students, because they still hold on to that fantasy, a fantasy that has not been discarded by life.

"Simon, how are you going to spend this holiday?"

On campus, a chubby student casually hugged his friend, a skinny boy named Simon, and asked casually.

"Me? I plan to go back to my hometown in town with my parents." Simon pushed his glasses and said with anticipation.

“Although the town is not very big, it is a very suitable place to cultivate the body and mind. You can go fishing and relax when you have nothing to do.”

"Really?" The fat boy next to him suddenly looked proud, "Then your vacation is definitely not as exciting as mine. My parents plan to take me abroad for the entire vacation."

"It was just announced recently that a large group of demons from Hell have appeared in Europe, especially in Eastern Europe. My parents are timid and are planning to go abroad to avoid the limelight."

"Anywhere is fine, as long as it's not in Europe. Come to think of it, I should thank those demons, otherwise my parents wouldn't be so generous to take me abroad to travel."

Hearing this, Simon showed an appropriate look of envy on his face: "Great, your holiday plan is much more exciting than mine."

"Hey, don't be sad, I will bring you some specialties."

The two of them walked and chatted until they parted at the school gate and made an appointment to meet again next semester.

Simon, who had separated from his friends, also walked quickly towards home.

His parents had already told him to go home quickly after the holiday, pack up and leave.

Because of his anticipation, Simon didn't want to waste too much time.

"Huh? When did so many mysterious shops appear on the street?"

Mystery shops, as the name suggests, are stores that specialize in selling mysterious items, such as shaman amulets, wizard bracelets, stones with mysterious powers, and so on.

All kinds of wonderful products can be found everywhere. Here, you can find anything you can think of.

All in all, they are a group of shops that sell scrap in a mysterious way. Except for some superstitious people, it is almost impossible for anyone to be fooled.

And logically speaking, these shops should only be found in some small alleys, so how come they are opened openly on the streets?

Looking at the rows of popular mysterious shops on the street, Simon frowned and did not follow the trend to go in. He was not stupid. If there really was some mysterious power, how could it be openly opened here? He would have been invited to have tea with the government long ago.

After passing this slightly crowded street and turning a few corners, he was home.

At the door of his house, his parents had already packed their things and were waiting for him in the car.

Simon didn't waste any time. He went into the house, put on the backpack he had packed yesterday, closed and locked the door, and quickly got into the car.

The leisure life of the small town, here he comes!

Chapter 430 Mysterious Treasure Shop

Simon's hometown is located in the southeast of Krakow. It is a small town. Because of its beautiful scenery and fresh air, many families like theirs come here for vacation and leisure.

Because they were going on a relaxing vacation, Simon's father didn't drive very fast, and it took their family two days and one night to reach their destination.

The town was no different from what they remembered. It was the same as when they left and when they came back.

Apart from their old house, this uninhabited house was covered in dust. The Simon family, who had just arrived, had to clean up the house before they had time to visit the small town they hadn't returned to for many years.

After all, we'll be staying for a while, and we can't be without a place to stay.

After another whole day, the old house was finally renovated. Although some places still looked shabby, it was no longer as terrible as before.

After everything was packed up, Simon was finally freed from his work and could stroll around this small town that carried his childhood memories in a leisurely manner.

"Well...even though so many years have passed, not much has actually changed."

Looking at the streets that had hardly changed from his memories, Simon sighed and said that the only thing that had changed a lot was himself.

After all, he is not the little kid he once was.

The longer Simon walked around, the more memories he recalled, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Simon, who was wandering aimlessly, saw a strange-looking shop in front of him. The sign of this shop was engraved with strange patterns, and the name of the shop was engraved in the middle.

"Mysterious Treasure Shop."

By repeating the name of the store, Simon could more or less guess what was sold in the store. It was nothing more than some mysterious amulets or the like.

I didn’t expect that a mysterious store like this would open here. They actually dared to open a mysterious store in such a remote town and were not afraid of losing money.

Simon laughed and shook his head. Even so, he couldn't do anything about it. Maybe the other person had money and was just driving it for fun.

After remembering the newly opened store, Simon left straight away. Although he was a little curious, he didn't want to buy anything, so he didn't go in.

In the following days, Simon walked around the town, which helped his dusty memories become clearer.

At the same time, he also visited some people he had known since childhood. These people were still alive and well, which brought back more memories for him.

However, when the initial novelty wears off, what follows is boredom, very boredom, and extreme boredom.

Yes, he was getting bored.

Clearly in his childhood memories, he could play around the small town for a whole day without feeling bored, but now, he couldn't even stay for half a day.

"I have grown up and can't go back to my childhood."

On the side of the street, Simon was carrying a fishing bucket and a fishing rod on his shoulder, walking towards the small lake near the town, sighing like an old man.

Although he didn't particularly like fishing, there weren't many entertainment options in the small town.

It would be good enough if he could fish. If he couldn't even fish, he might be bored to death at home.

When passing by the mysterious treasure shop on the street, he glanced at it inadvertently. The shop was still the same shop, but unlike the ones in the city, the mysterious shop here was very deserted.

By the way, he hasn't been to this store yet. He will go and take a look after he comes back from fishing.

While thinking about this, Simon remembered the demons from hell in those reports.

There have been no reports of any traces of Hell demons appearing on the Internet recently, so they probably haven't come to their country yet. He hopes those demons can just skip this country. Although he has some interest in Hell demons, it doesn't mean he wants to meet them.

With a head full of random thoughts, Simon soon arrived at a fishing spot he discovered.

There are so many fish at this location that you don’t even need to make a nest, you can catch fish just by casting the rod.

As the fishing progressed, time passed slowly as he hauled in one rod after another. If his interest was not in fishing, he might have fallen in love with this leisure activity.

When the dim sunlight from the horizon shone on Simon's face, he realized that he had been fishing for another day.

"Tsk, fishing really makes it easy to forget the passage of time. Before I knew it, another day has passed."

Simon muttered to himself as he left two big fish behind and poured the rest of the fish in the bucket back into the river. The enjoyment of fishing is the process; the result is not important. Leaving two fish for dinner will be enough. If he took all the fish back, he wouldn't know where to put them.

After packing up his equipment, he slowly walked towards home.

When he passed by the mysterious treasure shop, he suddenly remembered his thoughts in the morning.

Thinking of this, Simon turned around and walked towards the mysterious treasure shop. It wouldn't take much time anyway, so he just wandered around.

Simon walked slowly into the store and took a quick look around. He couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. It seemed that he had underestimated this store.

There is no other reason, mainly because there are so many amulets in this store. In addition to the three major religions, there are also amulets from sects such as Hinduism, Judaism, and Voodoo.

There are also all kinds of strange things, such as colorful feather headdresses of Indians, wooden masks of primitive tribes, some bone carving necklaces and so on.

He even saw a row of books on a shelf. This was actually a bookstore?

"Little fisherman, is there anything you want to buy?"

Just when Simon was shocked by the goods in the store, an older female voice was heard, which brought Simon back to his senses.

An old lady who was about sixty years old came out of the house, knocked on the counter and asked her guests.

Seeing the shop owner appear, Simon smiled and said, "I, let me take a look first."

Having said that, he hadn't decided what to buy at all, he just came here to stroll around, but the old lady asked him, so he felt embarrassed to leave empty-handed.

Enduring the gazes from behind, Simon forced himself to look at the goods, hoping to pick one he liked.

But the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. How dare this old lady sell such inferior stuff? And she dared to sell it at such a high price!

After just a quick look, Simon discovered that these amulets were all crudely made industrial products, not even handmade, but the prices were not cheap, basically around one hundred zlotys.

Why didn't she grab it?

Simon picked up a cross speechlessly, and when he rubbed it slightly, his fingers changed color.

"This……"

Looking at the cross that had been rubbed off by himself, Simon put it back with a guilty conscience. It was not that he did not want to buy it, but whoever bought these things would be a sucker.

"What's the matter? Little fisherman, you don't like the things here from my old woman."

"No, no, I just haven't chosen yet."

Hearing the old lady's voice, Simon hurriedly shook his head. He didn't dare turn around and wave his hands to deny it, for fear that the old lady would discover the color on his fingers.

Forget it, let me be the one who got taken advantage of.

Simon looked at the row of books. It would be more cost-effective to buy books than these inferior amulets, although he probably wouldn't read them.

Let me see what books are there?

Simon seemed not to care and slowly walked to the row of bookshelves.

"Twenty Unsolved Mysteries of the World", "Two Hundred Thousand Whys", "Twenty Secrets to Success"...

Why are they all twenty? Why does the shop owner like the number twenty so much?

Simon was speechless after reading the books on the bookshelf. He regretted that he should not have entered this store. Now he was in a dilemma.

Not to mention the amulets in the store, he didn't even want to buy any of the books here.

Just when Simon was about to pick out a book with the number "twenty" on it, another different book attracted his attention. The main reason was that the number "twenty" did not appear on that book, which seemed a bit out of place among a row of books with the number "twenty".

"Witcher?"

As Simon pulled out the book, he also whispered the title. The book looked like a novel, so he immediately decided to buy it.

It has nothing to do with the fact that there is no number twenty in the book, it’s mainly because he likes reading novels.

"Manager, I will buy this book."

Simon, holding the book, turned around, paid, opened the door and left in one go. He didn't want to stay for a moment.

I regret it. I regret it very much now.

After the old lady manager put the money away, she looked at Simon leaving with some confusion.

She remembered that the book didn't seem to be on her bookshelf, but since it had been bought by a customer, there was no need to think about it anymore, as she didn't have any after-sales service anyway.

All sales are final and cannot be returned or exchanged.

Chapter 431: Demon Hunter's Autobiography

"I came from the north on horseback, with white hair and a weather-beaten face. I am a stranger and a demon hunter. I take it as my duty to slay demons and monsters, walking between the mist of reality and legend."

"I am Geralt of Rivia."

Looking at the introduction on the cover, Simon suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Perhaps, this might be a good novel.

That’s right, Simon finally decided to take a look at the book. After all, he bought it with his own money. If he didn’t even read it, wouldn’t he be worse off than being cheated?

After dinner, Simon lay in his room, looking at the book "The Witcher" he had bought. The book was mainly black, with a cover outlined in silver font, and the author's monologue that he had just seen was written on it.

This is a novel similar to an autobiography, because the author's name is Geralt, and the protagonist of the book, a witcher who slays demons and monsters, is also called Geralt.

"Write your own story about slaying demons and eliminating evil?" Simon muttered to himself as he looked at the monologue on the cover.

He has never read this type of novel. Could it be that he got lucky?

But you still have to see it to know.