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Chapter 33: Little thing, the system coins exploded!
He accepted the check for five million with a smile. Although it was useless, Ron never refused such things.

There is no way! I was so poor in my previous life and the life before that! Forget about the previous life. If I had no money, I could just eat rice, salt and multivitamin tablets. Although it was sloppy, I could still survive. But in the B world of Bloodborne, if I didn't have the blood echo to strengthen my abilities, I would really die!

Tony Stark was furious when he saw the culprit who was about to wear a chastity belt and put the big check of his company into his pocket with a smile. Tony swore that if it was any other time, he would definitely teach this black-clad wizard a lesson. But now, feeling Pepa's unfriendly gaze, Tony shrank his neck and looked away.

Seeing this scene, Ron also smiled, pointing at Tony on the side and said to Ethan and Geralt: "I say this Tony is lame~ He gave a French military salute when he saw Pepper, and swapped genders at least five times a night! He even came without a condom and still thought the other person was doing it for his own good~"

"That's enough! What did I do to you? Why did you attack me as soon as you came in?"

"Ah, because I hate the rich." Ron scratched the back of his head honestly.

"..."

Tony rubbed his brows and looked at Ron, who had suddenly behaved well. He was basically certain that the director of the mental hospital must have mental problems. Thinking of this, Tony also looked at Pepa on the side with a flattering look: "Look, he is obviously emotional, so don't take the so-called diagnosis and treatment results seriously!"

In the past, Tony would never have shown such an expression, because no matter how well he and Pepa knew each other, their relationship was just that of a boss and a personal assistant.

But not now. Looking at Pepa's haggardness that couldn't be covered up even with makeup, feeling the worry in her eyes, Tony felt that he couldn't say a single sweet word when he was lingering in the flowers...

"Such a romantic man, no wonder he couldn't let go of his daughter in the end."

Seeing the couple looking at each other with fiery eyes, Ron curled his lips, then walked to the wine cabinet beside him, took out a bottle of beer, cut off the bottle mouth with a knife, and started drinking.

Hunters rarely drink alcohol, because a paralyzed mind can easily lead to mental distortion. However, if Ron's mind can be paralyzed by alcohol, it would be strange.

After hearing Ron's words, both Pepa and Tony were stunned, and then suddenly looked at Ron beside them: "What can't you let go?!"

"It's okay, let's talk business."

Looking at Geralt beside him, Ron said with a smile: "How is it? White Wolf, have you finished reading it?"

"It's really speechless. First it was a wolf, and now there's a white wolf. It's fallen into the den of canines. I don't know why soul people are most afraid of the Dog Fire King..."

Ignoring Ron's subsequent muttering, Geralt just nodded thoughtfully after reading the new user instructions for the system.

When Ron arrived at the top of Stark Industries, he bound the system - like Wolf, it was a secondary system. After reading the newcomer's guide to the system, Geralt quickly understood his current situation.

But this did not make Geralt feel too relaxed. On the contrary, looking at Ron in front of him, Geralt frowned and asked bluntly:

"Basically... I understand everything. But I'm sorry, I have other things to do, which I think is more important than the so-called system. You just mentioned Vesemir's fate, so you should also know how important Vesemir is to me."

Vesemir, Geralt's teacher, is the oldest and most experienced demon hunter in the entire continent in the demon hunter world view, and the last master of the Wolf School.

Demon hunters are a special kind of mutants who possess endurance and vitality that exceeds that of humans, and their lifespan is correspondingly longer.

Depending on the novels, games, and animations, the ages of characters in the Witcher series also fluctuate accordingly.

For example, in the Netflix spin-off animation The Witcher: Nightmare of the Wolf, Vesemir was born in 1095 in the world view and died in 1272, about years old. In the game, his age is older, because the witcher was created in the tenth century in the world view, and the witcher mutation can only be performed on children. If you add in other miscellaneous things, Vesemir is at most close to years old, but not more than years old.

It is precisely because of these many versions that it is difficult for Ron to determine which version the white wolf in front of him comes from. But no matter which version it is, Vesemir has played a crucial role and is the trusted mentor of generations of wolf-faction demon hunters.

Well, apart from these versions for the general public, there may also be some special abandoned designs. After all, it is an abandoned universe, so no matter what appears, it will not surprise people.

Thinking about it, looking at Geralt in front of him, Ron touched his chin and said, "So you plan to go back and fight the Wild Hunt with your teacher in Kaer Morhen?"

“Yeah.” Geralt nodded, and then said, “The teacher’s help to me is definitely not as simple as just teaching me how to survive. Now that I know how dangerous this war is, I have no reason to stand idly by…”

"No, what the hell is my daughter? Whose daughter is she? Can you explain it clearly?!"

Geralt raised his head and looked at Ron. "If possible, would you be willing to tell me what you know? When the battle is over, no matter what the outcome, I will do my best to repay your kindness."

"Ha, it's not that easy to get valuable information from me."

Hearing Geralt's words, Ron's mouth curled up into an inhuman smile.

Seeing this, Geralt couldn't help but purse his lips.

The threat of the Wild Hunt is imminent, Ciri's future is uncertain, Kaer Morhen is about to fall, and Vesemir's fate is shrouded in a haze... All these things, one by one, suddenly appeared in front of Geralt. This heavy pressure, even an experienced demon hunter like Geralt couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart, and even breathing became particularly laborious.

He could not feel happy, nor could he feel relaxed at all. Even though he kept telling himself that he must find a way to give the person in front of him a condition that was attractive enough in exchange for information, Geralt did not know where to start...

Just at this moment, accompanied by a crisp sound, Ron raised his hand, and a stack of cards fell on the table in front of Geralt.

"If you can beat me at Gwent, I might be merciful enough to tell you some top-secret information."

Hearing this, Geralt couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth a few times, then he revealed an expression that said "I really can't do anything about you" and took out a stack of cards from his arms.

"Then you'd better be well prepared."

……

"I offer the Scoia'tael recruit and the young Dryad as a sacrifice. The two cards have a power of two, 2+2, and the giant jet satellite Shining! Your life is a candle in the wind, Xine!"

Looking at Ron killing himself on the spot with the hand-drawn cards he had drawn, and then looking at the cards named "Pot of Greed", "Invulnerable", "Twisting Nether", "Rayquake VMAX", and "Imokul, End of Despair" that Ron threw on the table with victory, Geralt felt that he was like a clown in wanting to win the game through strength and obtain key information about the Wild Hunt.

Ron: "What? Still want to play?"

Geralt: "..."

Tony: "...Daughter?" Looking at Ron who seemed to be eager to play another round, Geralt just nodded after a moment of silence, and then asked: "If I win, will you tell me?"

"Of course~"

"Then continue." Geralt took a deep breath and prepared to stay up all night.

After the mutation, the demon hunter's perception and endurance are far superior to ordinary people. Although he doesn't know where Ron is from, he will grit his teeth and persevere no matter what, whether for Ciri or Vesemir.

Looking at Geralt, who was reshuffling the cards with a determined look in his eyes, Ron touched his chin and said with some emotion: "I have thought about your reactions in many ways, such as persuading me with eloquence, forcing me with a steel sword, using the Axis Sign to change my mind, etc. But now it seems that you have chosen the dumbest way. You want to wear me down with time?"

“I’m not sure where the future is, but I don’t want to leave a bad impression.”

"Haha, those who hate demon hunters will be surprised to hear this. The butcher of Blavikan is actually afraid of leaving a bad impression on others~"

As he said that, Ron simply threw the cards in his hand onto the table and said, "Since you are like this, I won't continue to tease you here."

Hearing this, Geralt sat up straight, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

"You don't have to think about returning to Kaer Morhen."

"What do you mean?"

"You are not the only one who came to this world. Or rather, when you came to this world, some people who cared about you also came here, and this triggered many uncertain events."

Looking at Geralt, whose eyes were full of solemnity, Ron opened his system panel and sent some of the messages he received to Geralt's secondary system.

"My system authority is slightly higher than yours, so I can get more information than you and it is more detailed. After you unexpectedly agreed to become a member of the team and came to this world, your adopted daughter Ciri also followed the trail you left when you were teleported to look for you. It's just that this world is special. Even if you have the blood of the ancients and can travel between different worlds, the special nature of this world still leaves obvious tracks and cracks."

While listening to Ron's explanation and reading the message sent by Ron, Geralt's originally calm eyes became increasingly uglier as he read.

After a moment, Geralt closed the system panel and looked at Ron: "That is to say..."

"That means Ciri has come to this world along the space-time track you left behind when you came to this world. Calculating the time, she should be licking her wounds in a corner of this city and collecting information about this world."

Ron said calmly, "So I said you don't have to go back to Kaer Morhen, because the traces left by Ciri when she came to find you have been discovered by the Wild Hunt. It won't be long before this city under your feet will replace Kaer Morhen and become the battlefield to fight against the Wild Hunt."

Hearing this, Geralt took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and a determined look appeared in his eyes.

"This is my responsibility, and I will take care of it."

"How are you going to handle it by yourself? Are you going to use your head to handle it? It's a coincidence that you were teleported here at this time. I have to report to my superiors later."

Generally speaking, the world teleportation of the World Tree will not leave any traces, because the World Tree system itself is the foundation that supports the growth, operation, and development of the world. On this basis, teleportation through one's own blood power like Ciri will leave obvious traces between worlds, and the Wild Hunt can also use these traces to pursue.

The teleportation of the World Tree would not leave similar traces - but as soon as Geralt teleported, Ciri followed him. The Ancient Blood can travel through time and space, but it will leave corresponding tracks. After chasing Ciri relentlessly, the Wild Hunt found Ciri's traces of traveling through time again without thinking much and followed her.

"..."

Listening to Ron's explanation of the cause of the matter, Tony, who didn't understand what the World Tree System was, couldn't help but blink his eyes at the reason why the disaster was about to befall New York. For a moment, he even forgot to ask about his daughter, and said hesitantly: "Your organization... why does it sound a bit like a makeshift team?"

Hearing this, Ron was also stunned. Then he looked at Geralt beside him with a questioning look: "What do you think?"

When asked, Geralt's face showed a hint of reluctance and struggle.

Seeing this, Tony asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"...mission." Facing Tony's curious question, Geralt said with some difficulty: "I have received my first mission."

"What mission?"

"Beat you like a pig."

"why?"

"Because of slander."

"what?"

Tony groaned in disbelief, and then saw Ron standing up and rolling up his sleeves. Feeling the other's right hand ready to move his fist -

"No! What are you doing! If you keep doing this I'm going to call the police!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Little thing, the system coins exploded!!"

"That's impossible!" Tony was about to summon Jarvis to call the police, but he heard Ron say, "Stand still, I'll read you a script when the money arrives!"

Hearing this, Tony stopped calling the police mid-air and gritted his teeth: "Is it related to my daughter?"

"I guarantee it has something to do with your lower body!"

"Damn it...be gentle when you hit me!"

"A short pain is worse than a long one. It won't be any easier! White Wolf, give him a full life!!"

(End of this chapter)