Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 444: Use the shortest time to make you remember me (3K)

A bad premonition, even makes you have a bad premonition! ?

Is this world finally over?

I don’t even have a wife!!!

The troubles between people are not far away. It can even be said that just a few words can make others feel empathy.

This was undoubtedly the case with Gehrman Sparrow at this moment.

"Uh, what kind of premonition is it?"

After hesitating for a while, Mr. Fool decided to help out and asked with some hesitation.

"Ah~ It's not that bad, nor is it that good. I can't predict it. Maybe I'm just in a bad mood all of a sudden?"

Glancing at the single guy with disdain, the blond boy spread his hands and spoke in a nonchalant manner.

He was telling the truth, which was what confused the boy.

"I hope so. Go to bed early..."

Anyway, this is definitely not your conscience awakening...

Klein secretly complained about Ron's perfunctory attitude, but expressed his concern. He then left the plate and the fishman's fat behind and closed the first-class cabin door from the outside.

"..."

The crimson moonlight was torn into pieces by the waves above the sea, like pieces of rags, splashing on the deep black and blue gems.

"Ugh……"

After a long while, Ron, who had been making predictions, suddenly sighed.

Frankly speaking, for Ron who has already collected both channels, there is nothing in this world that can be hidden from him, and his memory will never be wrong.

The moment he caught the mermaid, Ron did feel something strange, but no matter what he did now, he couldn't find the key to the matter.

It was as if the source of the strangeness was not in fate, but outside the universe, and was just an invisible nothingness in the dark.

"Don't worry, wait and see, we will encounter it in the future."

Today's enjoyment is left to today's self, and future problems are left to tomorrow's self. That's it...

Go to sleep first!

Silently keeping this in mind, Ron took off his clothes, pulled up the quilt and lay down, and started the troupe in the small theater.

…………

The White Agate ran at full speed and arrived at the first port on the third day.

Port of Damir.

The port is known for its special cured meats and is one of the indispensable economic pillars of the local area.

It is cheap, delicious and unique, and anyone passing by will buy some.

"Uh……"

Ireland looked at the young man who was slowly passing by him. He wanted to remind him of some rules of the island, but the words were stuck.

If those pirates were to fight him, they probably wouldn't be much better than the murloc, after all, he's quite strong...

Moreover, he didn't even try to hide his identity. Was it because he was absolutely confident in his ability, or did he not need to hide it at all...

When the Captain thought of this, his eyes twitched.

The image of Ron, two meters tall, with muscular body and handsome face, passing by him appeared in his mind unconsciously.

"You seem to have some rude fantasies about me!"

As if he had noticed Ireland's imagination, the blond boy suddenly turned his head, pulled down his sunglasses with his index finger, and looked straight at the other person with his golden eyes.

Ron's shout immediately attracted the attention of the passengers who were getting off the ship on the deck, and their gossipy eyes instantly turned over.

What do you mean I have any disrespectful fantasies about you?

You said that!?

As a man on the sea, the Captain almost understood the hidden meaning of Ron's words in seconds.

Glancing at the boy's face, which was more beautiful than a woman's, and his delicate and easily pushed body, Ireland suddenly became anxious.

"How could that be? Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm the captain, and I'm married!"

The last couple who had fought in public was still vivid in his mind, and this time the scene was so similar. If dirty water was thrown on him, his notarized Ireland would become an Ireland kneeling on the deck when he returned home.

Is he still a mixed up person?!
All rumors on the sea are like this. There is no guarantee whether they are true or not, but they are definitely very abstract.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I didn't say anything~"

Seeing the Captain's stressful reaction, Ron smiled and spread his hands, looking very pure and innocent.

"..."

Where did this naughty kid come from? With this mouth, I'm afraid even veteran pirates who have been in the business for many years can't scold him...

Ireland was speechless and could not help but take a step back, not wanting to argue with Ron any further, lest the situation get worse. "Captain, I'm not familiar with this place. Where do you think is the best place for an ordinary traveler like me to go?"

Seeing that the Captain was about to run away at the speed of light, the blond boy immediately raised his hand and asked his doubts out of curiosity.

where to play?
What other entertainment facilities are there on the sea?
Bar? Casino? Brothel?

But you are a minor...

"Well, you can go to 65 Oak Leaf Street and take a look. It's perfect for tourists like you!"

……

65 Oak Leaf Street, Loon Library.

"Very good, I remember you!"

Ron glanced at the small library in front of him and confirmed that there were no casinos, bars, or brothels around, then muttered viciously.

He suspected that the captain named Ireland might have done it on purpose.

What's the difference between asking the omniscient and omniscient god to come to the library to read books and mocking him in person for having a small brain?
"In this world, even a dog would provoke others!"

Ron sighed helplessly, regretting not following Klein to the bar.

But seeing Klein's disgusted expression at the time, Ron didn't want to join in the fun.

After all, the rumor that a crazy adventurer took his child out to sea to make a living was something Ron and Klein could foresee.

Walking on the sparsely populated cobblestone road, Ron suddenly moved his ears.

A beautiful and melodious song came with the wind, attracting the boy's attention.

Although the song was beautiful and every word could purify one's soul, Ron could not understand the words in it at all and had no idea what the singer wanted to express.

"These syllables have no meaning. They are not a language. Are you just singing them blindly?"

After listening to a few passages, Ron Sotos, a great artist, gave a definition of this music.

Following the sound of the singing, he soon noticed a beautiful woman with black hair, blue eyes and a pretty face playing music at the end of the street.

She has bright eyebrows, white teeth and bright blue eyes. If you look closely, you can see a hint of lightning in them.

This lady looks to be in her early twenties, with a nearly perfect body curve. Even if she is a small-time fan, she can get a very high score of 80 points.

Taking advantage of the pause in the accompaniment, Winchester Kyle adjusted his wrinkled vest and ruffled cuffs.

A bunch of poor bastards, please, a boss, it would be best if you could give more soles at a time...

She kept muttering to herself, and her fingers moved faster on the lyre. At the same time, the meaningless humming in her mouth also quickened the tempo, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

Street performing doesn’t actually make money, especially not the money of poor people. How much you earn depends entirely on luck.

Maybe Winchester Kyle could make a fortune just by humming, or maybe she would only earn a few pennies if her voice became hoarse.

Now, her luck was neither good nor bad. Although most of the money in the lyre box in front of her was coins, there were still quite a few of them.

At this moment, the blue-eyed girl who was humming to earn money for her journey suddenly had eyes that lit up, and her eyes were filled with surprise as if she had seen gold.

I saw a young man who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old approaching. He seemed to be attracted by the singing and nodded his head slightly to the rhythm, as if he could understand it.

Look, the boy’s clothes are brand new and his leather shoes are shiny with big brand logos on them.

Look, the glasses on the boy’s head are so novel, exuding the scent of money, no, art, all the time.

There was no need to look too closely. Compared to Ron's brilliance, everything on Oak Leaf Street seemed to have lost its color and become less eye-catching.

Rich people!
"........."

The moment he saw Ron, Winchester Kyle immediately revealed a faint smile and hummed even harder.

This music from nature, mixed with the gentle sea breeze, is so peaceful and quiet, and it seems as if some magic has been cast around. Soon, no one is making any noise and everyone is listening quietly.

One minute
three minutes.
ten minutes.
twenty minutes
After humming for a long time, Winchester felt that his throat was about to smoke, and even his voice, which was affected by the wind and the sea, became hoarse.

In fact, according to common sense, she should have stopped the performance long ago and started counting today's gains in the cheap hotel, but for this seemingly rich blond boy, the blue-eyed girl decided to give it a try.

I have been singing for so long, if I still have no gains, then all the singing before is in vain! ?

Opportunities are rare, and it's not easy to meet rich people. Winchester, you have to cheer up. These people are stupid and rich. As long as you stick to it, you won't have to worry about food in the next few weeks.
Thirty minutes later.
The tuneless sound of the lyre dispersed the crowd around, and Winchester, who was hoarse and unable to make a sound, stared with his blue eyes like a stubborn donkey, staring at the blond boy who was still nodding slightly.

I just don’t believe that I can’t get even a penny from you!!!
Perhaps the young man in front of him heard what the blue-eyed girl was thinking, or perhaps he felt that the performance met his expectations. He reached into his pocket, took out a penny in front of Winchester's expectant and surprised eyes, and threw it steadily into the wooden box of the lyre.

"."

Silence was the main theme of the scene.

"Is this appropriate?"

After a while, the blue-eyed girl trembled and asked in a voice so hoarse that it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"."

Ron still didn't say anything. He curled his lips, as if he felt that he had gone too far, so he threw down another can of wolffish and walked away, leaving the singing girl alone in the wind.

"Poor bastard, why are you pretending when you don't have money? What are you listening to when you don't have money? You are so arrogant!!!"

God of Time and Space, how could there be such a wicked person who looks like his ancestral grave has been abandoned!!!

(End of this chapter)