Ren couldn't hold back anymore, he didn't care about the empire's traditions, and he didn't want to restrain himself anymore. He carried Kesha to the bedroom, preparing to go to bed with her.
"Wait, today is not a good time, I'm not feeling well." Kesha reached out and patted his chest gently, saying very shyly.
Ren looked at her doubtfully: "What's going on? Are you sick?"
He didn't realize it. After reaching the fourth level, even ordinary drugs can't be affected. It may be a bit exaggerated to say that it is immune to all diseases and poisons, but it's almost the same.
Kesha's face turned red, her little hands tugged on his collar, and said as softly as a mosquito: "Idiot, have you forgotten? My... is here."
Could it be that my aunt is here?
Ren was stunned for a moment. Calculating the time, it seemed that she would visit relatives at this time every month.
Damn it, how could he forget this!
As if a basin of biting cold water had been poured on him, the hot-headed Ren immediately woke up and felt extremely depressed.
"Damn it!" Cursing in a low voice, he had no choice but to lay Kesha gently on the sofa.
No matter how unwilling he was, there was nothing he could do. He had to give face to his aunt when she came.
boom!
He was so angry that he punched the back of the sofa with his fist. When Kesha saw this, she quickly grabbed his arm and said very gently: "Be patient for a while, and I will accompany you again in a few days."
After confirming that he really loved her, she no longer forced him to propose to her first. After all, they had been together for three months, and Ren's patience had almost reached its limit.
"I know, don't treat me like a child." Ren complained as he pinched her cheek.
With the beauty in his arms, he still endured it for three months. He felt that Liu Xiahui could only survive at this level and could not be any stronger.
Smiling, Kesha pouted and asked, "Aren't you just like a little boy?"
Women mature psychologically faster than men, not to mention that she is 9 years older than Ren, although this age difference is nothing to a fourth-level transcendent.
Ren hummed softly, leaned forward, and rode on her amidst her exclamations.
He stared at her from close range, her curved eyelashes, seductive red lips, smooth shoulders and tall and plump breasts, everything was so perfect.
Ren caressed her long arched legs with both hands. Her skin was as white as jade, warm and elastic, and felt excellent to the touch.
As he touched it, he smiled evilly and said, "I can play with these legs for a year."
Unfortunately, Kesha doesn’t understand this joke.
Her pretty face turned red, and she twisted his waist with her fingers: "Stop being such a mouthful, it's time to study. You have to complete the homework I assigned tonight."
As a genuine female doctor, she wears many hats and teaches Ren, a poor student, mathematics, history, aristocratic etiquette, social dancing, etc.
Seeing her transforming into a beautiful teacher again, Ren was a little helpless and took out several textbooks and exercise books from the storage ring.
Then, under the guidance of a top female student, I started studying almost non-stop every night.
The two of them now only need four or five hours of rest every day, and the extra time is naturally spent on training and studying.
Not only theoretical knowledge, but also some etiquette movements and social precautions, including social dancing, dining etiquette, etc., Kesha will demonstrate to him.
Don't underestimate these, many nobles are very particular and have a strong sense of superiority in their hearts.
Even when they speak, they have to use some special pronunciation skills and show their differences from the nouveau riche and common people through pretentiousness.
Some old aristocrats are particular about what type of banquet they should light, what materials and colors of candles they should light.
Ordinary people may feel that they are full and full, but this is their style. If you don't do this, you won't be able to fit in.
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Early the next morning, Kesha returned to Duramo City first, and Mrs. Ellie and the old goat also left.
However, Renn still stayed in Wilton City. Today he was going to visit a great archaeologist to discuss the protective excavation of cultural relics.
After Renn bought a pound of oranges from a fruit stand on the roadside, he walked towards the holiday villa area on the shores of Lake Moore.
Soon, he met Duke Norton in an elegant courtyard. Although he didn't understand why Ren came to him, Norton, who was confused, entertained him.
There was a cool breeze, graceful weeping willows, and a flower stand with mottled light and shadow. The two of them sat at a round stone table.
Ren took out a big green orange from the bag and handed it to him enthusiastically: "Come on, Mr. Norton, eat the orange."
He had a nice attitude, as if he were an old friend of Norton's.
'What's going on? '
Norton looked confused and took the orange from his hand with a dull expression, completely at a loss.
"Peel it and eat it quickly? Don't be polite to me." Renn stuffed a piece of orange into his mouth, smiling brightly, showing his white teeth.
Duke Norton shuddered, recalling the night of being beaten and blackmailed. It was a terrible experience.
He hurriedly peeled off the orange peel, stuffed a piece of orange flesh into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Mr. Ackerman, do you have anything to do with me?"
Norton was a little nervous and mistakenly thought that the other party was here to continue blackmailing him.
"I want to form two teams to engage in the same line of work you did before. I hope you can help me introduce some experienced professionals. I..." Renn didn't show off and gave a rough outline of his plan.
He didn't expect to get Norton to do things for him. The other party was a fourth-level [Arch Druid]. Under normal circumstances, he would not be willing to work for another master.
Just like he and Lao Goat are just teaming up, if he reaches the temple level, he can try to recruit each other.
Norton breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, with a strange expression on his face. He stared at Ren and was silent for a while.
After thinking for a moment, he weighed his tone and said, "Mr. Ackerman, you don't know enough about this industry. You may not know something. You can't rob graves during the wave period."
Can’t do archeology during the wave period?
Ren was a little surprised and stared at Duke Norton with suspicion. He knew that the other party had not been in this business for more than ten years, so he and Matt were collaborating.
But the reason was beyond his expectation.
As if feeling his suspicion, Norton coughed lightly and patiently explained: "The environment of the underground tombs is often very strange, except for the traps, formations, and various mechanisms in the tombs.
The most terrifying thing are the mutated underground creatures, such as poisonous insects..."
Once it reaches the wave stage, not only is the possibility of biological mutation greatly increased, but some underground creatures that were originally dormant will also become active, and they are generally very dangerous.
Especially the gargoyles, which belong to the demon camp and will definitely attack when they see humans. They can hide in the rock and soil underground and are very difficult to deal with.
As long as the gargoyle creates a landslide, a fourth-level expert may be buried alive. However, the general tomb robbing team is composed of low-level extraordinary beings, and few masters will personally rob the tomb.
For example, after Norton was promoted to the fourth level, he just let his subordinates continue to work in this business and work for him, while he himself lived a glamorous aristocratic life.
"Is it really that dangerous?" Ren asked reluctantly.
Although he knew that the other party was most likely not lying, it was easy to find someone to verify this kind of thing.
Norton said with a serious expression: "The danger doesn't stop there. During the wave period, the environment of the underground tombs can easily produce some resentful spirits.
Together with the poisonous gases produced by the seal, traps and array poisonous insects, they are enough to kill people invisibly...
Coupled with the uncertainty of income, most teams end up with more losses than gains, and the gains are not enough for pensions, and the gains outweigh the losses. "
After hearing this, Ren was a little depressed. Come on, a door to wealth was closed before it was opened!
Looking at Ren who was expressionless and silent, Norton swallowed and felt that the orange juice in his mouth was even more sour.
"My dream of getting rich is shattered. He won't beat me to vent his anger." '
Norton was thinking wildly and felt a little uneasy. Seeing that Ren hadn't spoken for a long time, he didn't dare to rush him.
He subconsciously touched his chest, where the two ribs had been broken by Ren's punch. He was still frightened, and he only hoped that the evil star in front of him would leave quickly.
"Excuse me, take my leave."
Finally, Ren stood up. This year was not suitable for archaeology, and there was nothing he could do.
Watching him turn around and leave, Norton breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the oranges on the table, and taunted in a low voice: "You're so stingy. You said you were here to visit someone, but you ended up buying a pound of oranges as a gift, and they taste sour. It doesn’t work.”
After a while, he found Ren walking back, which startled Norton.
After he came over, Norton asked carefully: "Mr. Ackerman, do you have anything else?"
"Nothing, I forgot to take the oranges." Renn picked up the bag containing the oranges and walked away gracefully.
Waste is shameful, but he is a diligent and thrifty man.
Norton: "…………"
