Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 208 Watch out! This is what the audience uses!
67 Williams Street.

Inside a slightly shabby and cold mansion.

The crimson light dissipated like clouds, and Ron's will returned to his body. As soon as he returned, his golden eyes drooped slightly, revealing a sad face.

"Do you think that if someone's IQ is lowered, do they think their IQ has been lowered?"

After a while, the blond boy hesitated and asked something that even his infinite wisdom could not figure out.

Although the room was empty, he was sure someone would answer him.

"Fat ball, based on my experience and common sense, no!"

"Hahaha, you two have taken off the Kuchazi that I fooled you back then, don't you still think you are the smartest one?"

"Shut up, you disgusting thing!"

"Hmph, you're so weird, but you're the one who gets beaten first!"

Medici raised his eyebrows and was about to answer, but then seemed to realize something, shut up immediately, and looked at Ron with a look that you know.

"I said, I have cleaned up this house, even trimmed the gardens and lawns, but the only material I have now is that bottle of blood. Should you charge me more?"

"In your eyes, do I just eat, drink, sleep, and eat after sleeping!?"

Ron heard his sarcasm, sat up suddenly, and asked loudly without any self-awareness.

"Medici!"

He had thrown away all the second-hand furniture and ornaments in this villa, and the new ones had not yet been purchased.

The look on His face seemed to say, You are right!

Pressing the hard bed board and scanning the empty room with only the walls, Ron suddenly lay down and started rolling around in boredom.

But the Red Angel didn't bother to answer at all. He glanced at Ron and let out a contemptuous laugh.

"Oh, of course, Him."

"Mr. Men's information is very valuable, especially in this era, when the Seven Gods do not appear and are mysterious and hidden!"

The voice of the great being spread throughout the villa, making Medici, who was reading the newspaper and supplementing his knowledge of modern history, sigh and arrive in Ron's bedroom in the blink of an eye.

The blond boy was instantly choked up and felt a little cramped. His eyes moved slightly and he quickly changed the topic.

"Do you know Mr. Men?"

So at this stage, the residence of the great being can only look like this after being ransacked by thieves.

"It seems that those guys just have bad brains, which is completely different from a drop in IQ. This is a disease and it needs to be treated!"

"Cut~"

The blond boy sighed carelessly, pressing his small and soft mouth tightly.

After receiving the answer from the person with the most experience in "fooling" authority, Ron gradually felt relieved.

The King of Angels reminded loudly and instinctively.

"It's not even dinner time yet!"

He said like bargaining, astute as Backlund, a vendor in the vegetable and meat market.

"Tsk, it seems that it's time for you to become a qualified servant!"

Ron pushed up his monocle and did not refuse Medici's request. He took out the 0-08 and let the quill start writing on the wall.

After doing this, he looked at Medici again, indicating that he could tell the story.

"Honestly, this quill is quite convenient for finding things, but some of the ones raised by his grandma like to play dirty!"

When the Red Angel saw 0-08, he started to make arrangements again. First he cursed uncontrollably, and then said calmly:

"Mr. Men is the patriarch of the Abraham family. He is very close to that son of a bitch Alistair Tudor. I have reason to suspect that there is some special relationship between them!"

Angrily, the war angel made a malicious taunt, and the war angel turned to laugh at himself:

"He is very powerful. He is only one ceremony away from becoming a god, but I don't know what will happen in the end. You know, those two guys and I died relatively early. For Alistar Tudor after he becomes a god, There is no place to inquire about it!”

The blond boy nodded slightly and asked in confirmation:

"In other words, three parts of sequence one and one part of uniqueness are all in Him?"

"Yes, He always looks down on us 'incomplete' guys. Of course, He is proud of himself. If I were Him, I would definitely be more arrogant than Him!"

Medici took a rare moment to reflect on himself, and then shut up, unwilling to talk about the secret history involving his sad past.

"Huh, Medici, don't be sad. Maybe your ending is better than that of Mr. Men. As far as I know, he is trapped in the depths of the storm, lost in the darkness, and can only listen when the moon is full. to real-world sounds.”

"According to my speculation, His location should be in the starry sky!" Red Angel was stunned for a long time after hearing this, as if he didn't expect that arrogant guy to be so unlucky.

Starry sky, is that place accessible to ordinary people? ?
"Hahaha, I have long said that if He always wanders in the star realm, he will definitely capsize. He even mocked me and said that he would not, but I didn't expect that he would end up in trouble in the end!"

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard. Although I don't hate Him too much, but, but..."

"But it's really funny, hahaha."

"Ron! I've never looked at you so well. You're such a nice guy, and I like you very much!"

War Angel opened his three big mouths and laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in history. He couldn't stop laughing, he couldn't stand up straight, and almost rolled on the ground with his laughter.

In the blink of an eye, after nearly ten minutes, this guy's laughter gradually subsided under Ron's disgusted gaze, but the crazily raised corners of his mouth showed that he was still in a state of excitement.

The sound of "rustling" brush strokes gradually became smaller, and 0-08 completed its mission. It guided most of the materials Ron needed to several locations through coincidental guidance.

As for those small parts of materials that cannot be brought together by coincidence in a short period of time, it also has an address marked on it.

This part of the material may have been left on a park bench, or stolen by a thief and sold to a stolen goods distribution center, or it may have been accidentally treated as garbage and thrown into a nook and cranny.

This is the "0" level sealed object!
This is 0-08!

This is the correct usage of "writer" in sequence one!

"Hmph, it's useless. I have to go out and run it myself. Can't you let a coincidental strong wind blow all those materials into my bedroom!?"

Although this "0" level sealed object has been worked hard enough, Ron still dislikes it in every possible way. His expression at this time is simply a hundred times more evil than Backlund's black-hearted factory owner!
"How about it? Medici, including Alia, we can collect all these materials tonight. Are you ready for the real resurrection!?"

The blond boy pushed up his monocle, causing the lenses to glow with a cold light.

He still remembers what Medici mocked him before. It's time to make this guy regret it!
Medici, who had been "fooled" by Ron, obviously raised the corners of his mouth again. As a guy who often mocks others and even provokes him instinctively, how could he still remember what he said inadvertently.

Although I don't know what the price of the little brat in front of me is for resurrecting myself, but I have to survive first. At worst, I will owe it first. Anyway, he is now single and has nothing.

Wait, it seems like he really has something valuable!
As his thoughts raced, Red Angel drew a card from the illusory spirit body. The card depicted a handsome man wearing black armor and holding a straight sword. It was none other than Russell Gu, who had a strong sense of presence. Staff!

The card fell into Ron's hand with a "swipe", followed by the shameless words of the War Angel.

"Consider this as my reward for you. We are even!"

He said proudly, as if to show his "generosity" and magnanimity.

"Humph, this kind of thing is of no use to me at all." Ron's words just left his mouth, but he was stuck and he chuckled softly, "Huh, one piece is useless. If you can get together or find a few specific pieces, , maybe it will really help!”

"Forget it, I'll accept your reward!"

"However, even if you are resurrected, you still have to clean the toilet!"

"Now, go prepare dinner, and we will get those extraordinary materials in the evening!"

Ron pushed up his monocle and threw this strange anti-divination and anti-prophecy card made by Emperor Russell into the "King's Treasure House".

Backlund was much cooler at night than during the day, and Ron's mansion was brightly lit at this time.

"Master, the Witch Sect has agreed to our cooperation. They said that the characteristics of Sequence Four are not a problem, but the prerequisite is that you must use that pen to control the divine descending container and erase the clues that they transport people~"

The 25-year-old witch returns belatedly and brings good news to her new boss.

"Oh, very good, you tell them that I want to pay in advance, and the Witch Sect must show its sincerity!"

【This is very reasonable.】

"Yes, Master, I will contact them immediately and get the location of the transaction~"

Aaliya responded respectfully, and touched the golden hair on her thigh with some boldness and some fear.

The witch who only knew how to be jealous looked at her master, and she kept fantasizing about holding the little guy in front of her in her arms, inserting her fingers into his mouth, and teasing his little tongue.

This blasphemous thought instantly made Aria's body tingle, as if she had stuffed the Feneport-specific plateau pepper into her mouth.

"Master~ do you need me to serve you~"

The witch who coveted Ron's body asked.

"No need, we have something to do tonight!"

The blond boy didn't care what his subordinates were thinking and mentioned other things.

"This is the address. Go to the West District. There are various alchemy materials in these places. Go get them back."

As he spoke, Ron stuffed the map and paper he had prepared into Aria's thighs, then stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked away without taking away a single cloud.

As for the War Angel, he had already gone to pick up those "no one wanted" materials when it was just getting dark.

(End of this chapter)