Chapter 285: Recycling and Reuse of Abandoned Pieces
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The next day, Tuesday, Hobert was woken up early by "The Fool". It turned out that "Little Sun" had gathered all the Beyonder materials and used The Fool's sacrifice to pay Mr. Emperor.
There were a total of four identical Sequence 8 level main materials, and one Sequence 9 level main material.
Hobert didn't recognize them, so he simply sacrificed them all to the "Nation of Disorder".
In the afternoon, Hobert accompanied Christian to see off her adoptive mother, Mona, as well as Donna and Tyron.
Mona's expression was calm, as if she had been prepared for a long time.
Donna's emotions were extremely rich, with longing for the trip, as well as reluctance towards her father and Hobert.
Tyron's reluctance was greater than his longing, wiping away tears several times, his eyes were red.
Watching the train go away, Christian and Hobert each took a carriage home.
When getting into the carriage, Christian said to Hobert, "Move back in these few days."
Hobert agreed, he returned to Blanca Street with complicated feelings, seeing the empty armchair, it seemed that the whole house had become deserted.
Fors and Xio hadn't canceled the lease for their previous rental house. They moved out before to avoid Qilangos, now the grass on Qilangos' grave is very tall, so he can just move back.
Hobert sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of wine and slowly drank it. Successive farewells made him feel not so good.
He wasn't in the mood to cook dinner himself, so he went to the nearby Desi Flavor Restaurant to settle it.
After eating and drinking enough, he returned to his bedroom and entered the "Nation of Disorder". Now only gold pounds and those pleasing magical items and Beyonder characteristics could soothe his mind.
Sitting on the "Iron Throne", he glanced at the stacks of gold pounds, Hobert saw that the star representing Rafter was expanding again, he thought: Since this is the case, then don't blame me!
Spreading his spirituality to the star representing Rafter, Rafter's prayers were similar to usual, all praying for the "Creator's" attention, praying for the "Creator" to help him point out the way to restore the family's glory.
Hobert used "True Sight" to confirm again, at least no one was watching within a range of ten meters, and Rafter's condition was also normal.
He pondered for a while before projecting his power and image to the star: "Praying for my attention comes at a price!"
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Backlund, 29 Severus Street, Empress Borough.
During this period, in order not to miss the attention of that mysterious existence, and in order not to leave a bad impression on that mysterious existence, Rafter had been staying at home, not even going to the casino, nor calling street girls to his door.
This night, he was drinking red wine somewhat discouraged, feeling that his recent prayers were like a fool performing.
Maybe that honorific title wouldn't point to any existence at all, maybe that mysterious existence would never reply to his prayers, even if he replied, there was a high probability that he would become out of control and become a mindless monster.
While Rafter was thinking wildly, he saw a mighty figure sitting among the sharp swords, and heard an incomparably solemn voice: "Praying for my attention comes at a price!"
Pa~
The wine glass fell to the ground, Rafter felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, excitement and fear intertwined in his heart.
It took a full two seconds before he reacted, immediately lowered his head and knelt on one knee: "Respected great existence, please forgive my rudeness just now, please tell me what price I should pay to continue to receive your attention."
"I have already served you once at the Roselle Memorial Exhibition, please accept the service of your humble servant Rafter Pound, please help your humble servant guide the way to restore the family's glory."
That mighty voice did not answer, which made Rafter feel uneasy.
But soon, a picture appeared in Rafter's mind: he was running on the streets of Backlund, under the light of the gas street lamps, vaguely seeing a phantom lying on his back.
Rafter gasped, he had already recalled that it was the scene when he returned from digging the relics in his family's industry: that illusory figure... damn, I was possessed by an evil spirit from underground!
Fortunately, another picture appeared in his mind, it was himself at the gambling table, the illusory figure was still there, and it had become more solid.
Suddenly, the shadow seemed to see something terrible, a mysterious force pulled the shadow off Rafter's body, and the shadow was crushed by that mysterious force.
Then Rafter found himself as if he was possessed, and went to the Roselle Memorial Exhibition.
The second picture ended, Rafter regained his thoughts, he immediately recalled that for a period of time he always felt easily tired, and no amount of rest would help.
The two pictures that the mysterious existence showed him made him understand the truth: when digging the tunnel, I was possessed by an evil spirit from underground, it was that mysterious existence who took action to eliminate the evil spirit, but the price I paid was that I was controlled by the mysterious existence for a period of time, and did some actions at the Roselle Memorial Exhibition that went against my original intentions.
But in his heart, new doubts appeared: "Respected great existence, thank you for allowing me to avoid the misfortune of being killed by the evil spirit, please forgive my recklessness, so it turns out that I was not serving you at that time, but paying the price."
"But I have a question, why did you notice that I was possessed by an evil spirit?"
In theory, this powerful existence should not pay attention to a "low sequence" Beyonder.
Only the solemn voice said: "Because of your bloodline."
Rafter was stunned, the Pound family's bloodline? No no no, in order not to incur the royal family's jealousy, the Pound family only had two Sequence 5s at its most glorious time.
This great existence must be referring to the blood emperor Tudor's bloodline.
It is very likely that this existence is a big figure from the Fourth Epoch, perhaps in that war of the four emperors that swept across the North and South continents, there was also this great existence.
He immediately thought: Since I haven't immediately turned into a monster or a madman, then this great existence may be a strong person in the blood emperor's camp. Even if he isn't, he has no malice towards the blood emperor and the Tudor family.
Rafter said in the most respectful tone: "Please, what price should I pay to often receive your attention and guidance?"
"Prove your reliability and loyalty."
Rafter immediately knelt down on both knees: "Please accept my loy..."
"I don't need this kind of knightly loyalty."
"Then you..." At this time, two more pictures appeared in Rafter's mind, the first picture was a road sign: Conant Cemetery.
The second picture was a tombstone engraved with the name "John".
That solemn voice said: "Give you a small task, prove your reliability: there is a little thing in the coffin, sacrifice it to me!"
Rafter quickly said: "Thank you for your favor."
That huge oppressive force disappeared, if it wasn't for the wine glass on the floor and the spilled red wine, Rafter felt as if he had had a dream.
He knelt on the ground and muttered: "That grave, that coffin, uh, in Conant City, should I go?" He had a premonition that this "small" task might not be so simple.
While thinking, Rafter got up, at this time he realized that he was soaked in sweat.
At this time, a trace of madness flashed in Rafter's eyes: "This is an opportunity, I must seize it, even if there is danger, my situation will not be worse than it is now."
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