The Terra Travel Diary of Neither Sacred, Rhea, nor Terra

"I want to leave too, but who are we now?

What you say doesn't count." Nian tried hard not to burst out laughing, and at the same time, the Nian beast moved its feet and stood behind Miku.

He acted as if everything was up to Mikuma.

Nian's action immediately attracted the chief's attention. The chief, who didn't know why Miku could make Nian pose in this way, looked at Miku's appearance carefully again.

The leader who couldn't figure out who Miku was from his memory raised his hands and clasped his fists and said:

"I wonder who this little friend is?"

“Ha…hahahaha…” Hearing the leader in front of him calling Miku “little friend”, Nian finally couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

At the same time, several aircraft with the Rhine Life Defense Department logo, which were specially designed to deal with emergency situations in the city of Tremont, flew over quickly.

It hovered around Miku and his group, and a group of defense troops quickly descended from above.

After landing, these troops belonging to the Defense Department's Terrorist Mobile Team surrounded the several Si Suitai men in bamboo hats who were surrounding Miku.

The people in the bamboo hats of Si Suitai, who didn't understand why the locals reacted so quickly, quickly formed a formation and took out their standardized long swords.

Kristen, holding Miku's arm, spoke in fluent Yan Chinese to Si Suitai, who were standing in front of them:

"I am the governor of Rhine Life."

"I have the final say over this city."

127: Years of contract

Faced with the weapons in the hands of the Rhine Life Terrorist Squad, several officers from Yan Guo Si Sui Tai finally put down their weapons.

Just like what the leader just said, if it escalates to the diplomatic level, they can't afford to be offended.

Although the diplomatic relations between Yan Country and Columbia are not very good... or even non-existent, the major powers in Terra all abide by some basic principles.

Allowing a weapon as powerful as this to appear in another country's territory is not in line with the tacit understanding between major powers, and it would be really troublesome if something else happened.

Although letting Christen know about this would already be considered a diplomatic incident.

Whether to make the matter smaller or continue to hold on to it depends on what Christen, the real ruler of the city of Tremon, thinks.

After staring at the non-resisting Yan Guo Si Sui Tai officials being taken to a flying vehicle by the Terrorist Mobile Squad, Saria retracted her gaze and looked at Christen.

Although she didn't say anything, everyone could see that Saria wanted Christen to make the decision.

"I thought you would choose to contact the mayor." Kristen gave her best friend a little nudge.

"There is no difference in the results." Saria shook her head and said.

Even if Mayor Tremont was informed of this matter, Mayor Tremont would definitely let Christen make the final decision...or to be more precise, let Rhine Life make the final decision.

By the way, I will also convey this matter to the President.

As Saria didn't want this matter to get out of hand, she naturally wouldn't do anything unnecessary.

Knowing what Saria meant, Kristen did not give her answer directly, but looked at Miku.

A look that Miku had decided.

After receiving Kristen's inquiring look, Miku looked at Nian with the same look without any hesitation.

After passing the buck like this, it became a matter of years as to how to deal with those people at the Si Sui Tai.

For Nian, this pot is undoubtedly a hot potato.

"This..." Nian took the folding fan in his hand again, but did not open it. Instead, he scratched the back of his neck like a tickler before saying:

"Provide them with good food and drink, and don't let them go back. Anyway, Yan Country can't receive any information from these people, and will send people again."

The period of time when people were sent here was absolutely free time for Nian.

"If you don't like these jailers, why do you listen to them?" Miku asked Nian in some surprise.

"Well..." Nian was a little uncomfortable with Miku's direct question.

The name Simuitai sounds quite serious, but to put it bluntly, it is an institution used by the Yan State to supervise the fragments of the Sui beast.

It might be a bit too much to say that he was a jailer, after all, he didn't spend any time in jail in those years.

But he was definitely being pulled by a rope, and the one holding the end of the rope was neither Simui Tai nor the Emperor of Dayan.

But it is the history that once defeated Sui and split Sui into twelve pieces.

"If you wish, I will assist you, including relieving you of some worries." Miku looked at Nian's hesitation and continued.

The so-called worry is naturally the resurrection of the year and the disappearance of the year.

As a result, Miku's words made Nian decisively shake his head and refuse:

"No thanks, I can't afford your help."

Nian's reaction made Kristen and Arturo look aware.

It is obvious that the fragment of the Yan Kingdom god had come into contact with Dr. Miku before.

It is clear that all the help from Miku comes at a price.

The reaction of the year reminded Arturo of a legend among the wizards of the tower of Leitania.

Legend has it that there once was a tribe of Sarkaz whose favorite thing was to take the initiative to approach others and offer them a contract that could not be refused when they asked for something.

However, that irresistible contract also contained an unacceptable price.

For example, the soul is enslaved for eternity... This is in the Leitania Tower.

The stories in the wizard's library are just legends.

In reality, the Sarkaz were besieged and destroyed thousands of times by the nations of Terra, and accurate records on this matter have long been lost. No one knows more about them than the librarian of Candle Castle in Leithania.

Could it be that his master is actually such a legendary demon?

Arturo couldn't help but think of the lifetime labor contract he had signed.

Although Arturo didn't know what he got from this contract, at least judging from the price he had to pay, even if Miku was not the legendary demon, he was not far off.

Arturo's thoughts were not hidden from Miku, or rather, after signing the contract, Arturo's thoughts were open to Miku.

Realizing Arturo's blasphemous thoughts, Miku paused his communication with Nian, walked to the maid angel, raised his hand and hit Arturo on the head.

After slapping Arturo so hard that he was dazed, Miku said in a very serious tone to the maid angel who almost committed a heinous crime:

"Although I did serve as the Lord of Kania part-time in the Nine Hells, the labor contract I signed with you is the most formal contract of the Supreme Heaven."

"Or do you actually not want a contract with Heaven, but a contract with the Devil?"

As Miku spoke, he took out a piece of "parchment" paper with gold edges and a smell of sulfur. On it were lines of unfamiliar words written in beautiful handwriting.

Even if you don’t recognize this word, you can understand its meaning at the first glance.

The meaning is very simple, that is, to work for Party A for a hundred years in exchange for the power bestowed by Party A.

"..."Arturo felt that the terms on this sulfur-smelling contract were much better than the lifetime labor contract that Miku "forced" her to sign.

Even the styling is much better.

"If you think so, you can sign it. There are many fallen angels who have signed this kind of contract with me." Miku leaned close to Arturo's ear and blew into his ear.

Arturo smelled the smell of sulfur and subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see that Miku standing next to her had turned into a burly Sarkaz at some point.

Horns and a pointed tail are the standard Sarkaz look in the eyes of the Terrans.

Arturo, who had no interest in becoming a fallen angel for the time being, resisted the temptation and handed the parchment in his hand back to Miku.

Miku put away the contract and changed back from the Sarkaz form. He gently patted the halo above Arturo's head and said:

"well done."

"?" Arturo was puzzled as he didn't understand what he did well.

"If you had really signed just now, I would send you to Kania to mine now."

Miku spoke in a very serious tone, as if if there was any mistake in Arturo's performance, he would immediately put on a safety helmet and go to a place called Cania to mine.

Because this wonderful communication between Miku and Arturo was deliberately taken out of the world by Miku.

In the eyes of the others, Miku just gave Arturo a big fight for no reason and then gave him a scolding.

Neither the devil's contract that Miku took out nor Miku's Sarkaz costume was seen.

Only Nian twitched his nose and smelled the rapidly dissipating sulfur in the air. He said to Miku as if he understood what had just happened:

"Doctor, you can ask me to do anything, just don't ask me to sign that damn contract."

"Will you sign this contract?" Miku said as he took out a contract that was much more normal than the "parchment" he had just shown to Arturo.

"No, no, no!" Nian shook his head and waved his hands, and even took a step back, as if he wanted to stay away from the contract in Miku's hand.

This made Christen on the side very curious about what kind of contract this Yan country god had signed with Miku, and why he was deceived like this.

"Please at least read the title." Miku stepped forward, looking like he had no intention of letting the New Year go so easily.

Seeing Miku approaching him, Nian immediately took a step back.

After a few moves, Nian was pushed against the wall by Miku, in a wall-dong posture.

Seeing that Nian, who had such a condescending attitude when fighting against Saria just now, was forced into this state by Miku.

The others, including Saria, all felt secretly delighted.

No one thought at all about helping Nian escape from Miku's clutches.

"That's such a pity." Seeing that Nian was unwilling to surrender after being pushed against the wall, Miku took a step back and let go of his hand, shook his head and said:

"Then let's put the film investment issue on hold for now."

"Wait a minute! Let me see the contract!" shouted the young man who instantly stood up from his crouching position with his head in his hands.

We've been tricked, the three people watching from the side thought at the same time.

After taking the contract and quickly glancing at it, he repeated the title with some confusion:

"Betting agreement?"

"Well, regarding the bet agreement on your new film investment, I will try my best to meet your requirements and provide investment for your new film, including but not limited to funds, venues, equipment, personnel, and later publicity and promotion."

"In contrast, your work needs to meet the requirements of the betting agreement."

No need for Miku

Explanation: When Kristen and Saria on the side read out the title of the contract in their hands, they understood what the contract was.

As for the valuation adjustment agreement, every capitalist in Colombia has signed one.

Simply put, after receiving the investment provided by this bet agreement, you must produce corresponding results.

If the corresponding results are not achieved, not only will Nian have to repay the investment in the gambling agreement, but he may also have to lose his entire life in accordance with the requirements of the agreement... if the agreement mentions it.

Christen guessed that Nian was going to sacrifice everything in his life. After all, judging from the "heart-stirring" work he just produced, Nian's directing skills were hard to describe.

Having worked as a director for more than a decade and having encountered similar situations before, Nian immediately flipped through the pages of the agreement in his hand, found the line that he needed to meet, and read:

"We require that the profits from our work be less than 10% of the total investment...???"

After reading this sentence and figuring out what it meant, Nian looked up at Miku with a confused look on his face.

Christen, who had just been thinking about sacrificing her entire life, also looked confused.

What is this called? Reverse betting?

Given Nian's level of directorship, a 90 percent loss is normal. If this is the requirement, just give the money to Nian directly. Why bother signing this reverse betting agreement?

He is a little embarrassed about his directing skills.

Normally, this kind of contract, which is extremely beneficial to her, should be signed immediately, and then immediately find a qualified person to notarize it to finalize the contract.

It just so happens that I know of a few qualified behemoths touring Columbia nearby.

But the problem is that the person who took out the contract was Dr. Miku. As the saying goes, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal, so he didn't dare to sign it.

Seeing Nian's hesitation, Miku took out a pen from somewhere and started twirling it between his fingers.

As he turned, he said:

"If I remember correctly, you said before that your wish was to leave something for this world, something that belonged to Nian."

After hearing what Miku said, the other people present turned their eyes of sympathy and pity to the young man who had looked down on them not long ago.

Nian reacted a little later, but his expression stiffened when he realized what Miku meant.