As time continues to advance, the fierce sun on the equatorial island begins to show its power. Guys like Blood Demon, who are so open-minded and open-minded, occupy a considerable part of the street, so they are not eye-catching in any way.
But the fact is that the two people under the umbrella on the street are more or less the focus of the crowd.
The very important reason is because Ronan's previous "magic show" was on the street where people were coming and going. It attracted a lot of people's interest without any hesitation. Even if there was a long conversation afterwards, there were still many people. Poke your head this way to guess when the next show will start.
Don’t you see that even the “prop box” has not been removed?
But part of the reason is entirely due to the special status of the two people.
The islands surrounding Koro Base may be one of the areas with the highest concentration of ability users. Many people with abilities have the identity of mercenaries or explorers, hunting mutants in this sea area, providing bodyguard services, or simply doing some shady business.
In such a general environment, especially on the streets of the commercial port with a huge flow of people, it is inevitable that someone will recognize the identity of these two people - whether it is Blood Demon or Ronan, objectively they have no chance of keeping a low profile.
As for what the blood demon is focusing on now, it is a more special situation...
"It's an era without privacy! Most of them are just used as data to create a little value for some people, but for special people like us, can't we just forget about it? Is the right of portrait very valuable? "
The difference between the blood demon and the "plenipotentiary" who was originally hungry for talents has become wider and wider. It seems that the enthusiasm of "being a teacher" has come up, and his true nature has been revealed a bit.
Ronan knew that he couldn't deal with problems based on simple emotional likes and dislikes, not to mention that so far, this guy wasn't particularly annoying. To this end, he might as well cooperate:
"What to do? Sue?"
The blood demon laughed loudly: "So, brother, you can also tell jokes... Come on, in the final analysis, this is still a problem of the circle. Don't talk about this power or that power. In the final analysis, it depends on whether the circle you can influence recognizes it or not! If you accept it, then you have the real 'right'!"
With that said, he drank the remaining fruit wine in the glass and stood up: "Let's go, brother, I will take you to open your eyes today!"
Ronan was noncommittal, which was regarded as acquiescence.
But at this time, the box containing the secret contract was a bit in the way. The blood demon patted the suitcase and asked for Ronan's opinion: "Should I have someone send this thing to the boat?" Undoubtedly, this was a qualitative move.
Ronan shook his head, and when the blood demon raised his eyebrows, he waved his hand and knocked over the water glass on the table that he had been playing with for a long time.
The water flow was as large as the desktop, and soon the thin layer of water extended to the suitcase, soaking the bottom of the suitcase.
Then, the box slowly sank.
There is a solid tabletop underneath the box, but the "sunken feeling" is undeniable - it is by no means an illusion, but a real reality.
It seems that the thin layer of water really leads to a bottomless pool and another space.
In one or two breaths, the black suitcase completely "sinked", leaving no trace of its existence on the table, leaving only a thin layer of water that was still advection and almost dripping down the table.
"Wow!"
Those idle people around who were looking forward to the second magic were really satisfied now. Some people actually started to praise and applaud. If the box was still open, someone might have thrown something into it...
Of course, not everyone doubts: these are not simple magic effects.
For those with abilities, this kind of behavior that intentionally or unintentionally breaks the boundary between the "inner world" and the "secular world" is more or less taboo.
Ronan had actually received reminders and education from He Yueyin and others before, but he was thousands of miles away from home, and during this period he was dealing with people with abilities, so the string unknowingly became loose.
But whatever, he just did it, deep down in his heart it really didn't matter.
The blood demon didn't care anymore, he also started to applaud: "This is a space fault, Ouyang Chen may not be able to play with such ease as you!"
Ronan told the truth: "It's just a little trick, it has no practical value. President Ouyang's approach is really useful."
The blood demon continued to applaud, but did not continue the topic: "What I admire most is my brother's cheerfulness, pride, and not taking advantage..."
No matter how gorgeous Ronan used it, as long as he accepted the box containing the "Secret Contract", it was equivalent to approving the deal.
The blood demon has achieved his goal today, and now no matter what he says, he will make a profit.
How much are nice words worth?
Ronan knew this very well. However, that's the deal, as long as you and I agree, it's a good deal. Whether the value is balanced depends on their respective needs and abilities. Besides, Ronan agreed to be a painter, but how many paintings can he paint? How long does it take to paint? Do you want to delay a manuscript or something...
Aren’t these key details not mentioned yet?
To put it bluntly, Ronan is still observing to see if the blood demon will release more valuable chips in the future.
"Let's go, let's go. We can't always let others see our excitement. Let's go to the intelligence circle at Koro Base today to take a look."
The blood demon really had no intention of stopping here. He even directly marked his next destination, and then took Ronan... and turned around and entered the indoor store of this street cafe.
The crisp sound of the hanging bell has no effect in a store that is not very quiet.
The blood demon didn't expect the beautiful waitress here to shout "Welcome" or something like that. He led Ronan straight to the bar, but ignored the greetings from the landlady behind the bar and reached over directly. He pulled out a landline phone with a rather dated feel from behind the bar, picked up the receiver, pressed the "#" key on the keyboard, and spoke like this:
"Hello, call a car... go to your house and prepare drinks."
The call actually went through, and Ronan next to him could sense the vague answer from the other party, and could also imagine the awkward reaction on the other side.
The blood demon hung up the phone, turned around, and met Ronan's curious eyes: "The small circle is very private. When you arrive in a new place, if you don't have an appointment, you have to find and enter, of course you have to find the nearest local snake... They are on the periphery, or they may be part of the circle, depending on their respective levels.”
"What kind of stall is this?"
"Godson."
"Aha?"
"The car is here...it's convenient to have sex."
The blood demon stretched out his hand to signal, and the two of them walked out of the store again. At this time, a car had been parked close to the edge of the street cafe. Well, it looked quite shabby. In fact, it was quite shabby. It seemed to be a traditional four-wheel drive. That kind of thing.
"Takar is an antique collector and he likes the electrical age. The problem is that he needs to rely on the information age to make a lot of money."
The two sat in the back seat of the antique car, and the blood demon introduced the person they were about to meet to Ronan: "So this is a hypocritical guy, just like he obviously has a powerful biological father, but he has to live on his godfather.
"He's very keen on getting married, and that's okay, but you have to remember one thing." The blood demon looked serious, "We are equals, we must not let that guy mess it up!"
