Chapter 1612: Distorted time
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Dream Island.
The inn.
A long time after Gu Qing Shan had left.
In the hallway outside of his room, the fatty who wore a green baseball cap continued to stand guard.
There was a keyboard hanging in front of his chest while he leaned on the door of the room, slowly gnawing at an apple in his hand.
“It’s already been so long, what kind of important guess is brother Gu meeting exactly?”
Dead Fatty muttered to himself.
——-across an array of isolation formations, even he didn’t know what was going on inside.
But Gu Qing Shan was very solemn about it.
That man isn’t someone who would say meaningless things.
—-which means, the matter he was attending to must be very important.
After confirming this again in his mind, Dead Fatty felt a.s.sured.
At this point, a beautiful woman in s.e.xy clothing came in at the end of the hallway.
Dead Fatty glanced at her, then quickly typed something on his keyboard: [Whistle—– attention this is the noise to draw a beautiful girl’s attention]
His cap immediately gave off a long whistle.
The woman seems to be used to this kind of reaction and simply glared coldly at Dead Fatty.
“What are you standing in front of room 319 for?” the woman asked.
Dead Fatty glanced up to check the room number, then quickly typed: “My friend has some business in the room, so I’m standing guard for him”
The woman nodded: “I’m the owner of this inn, it’s time for room 319 to renew its payment”
Dead Fatty was a bit surprised and tried searching himself.
I just came out from the River of Death, through summoning no less—— and before coming, I was still fighting against those dead people, so I used the summoning to flee, not taking any Realm of Life money with me.
He turned to the door of room 319 again.
The door was shut tightly, not giving off even a hint of sound.
——perhaps brother Gu had reached a critical point in his discussion, so it’s not a very good idea to bother him for money.
This Dead Fatty, in both the Realms of Life and Death, is a highly welcomed individual, so how could I be bothered by a little bit of money?
With that in mind, Dead Fatty squeezed out a flattering smile and quickly typed on his keyboard.
[Miss owner, I really must say you are a lady of rare beauty, the most beautiful I’ve ever seen in my life]
The female owner coldly replied: “Stop talking nonsense, as long as I remain here, those who stay would be under my protection and would not be bothered by anyone, but if you can’t pay the fees, then get out”
Dead Fatty lowered his back a bit and lowered his head, once again smiling flatteringly: [Don’t worry miss, my master is currently talking so he mustn’t be bothered. How about this, I’ll bring the money down to you, later on, how about that?”
The female owner openly glared at Dead Fatty.
[Ha ha ha—-]
A burst of fluid mechanical laughter was suddenly heard.
Another of the inn’s tenants had shown up in the hallway.
This was a robot whose entire body was made of metal who mocked Dead Fatty as soon as it saw him: [Inferior creature, if you’re so poor, there’s no need for you to stay here, otherwise, you’re just causing trouble for yourself]
Dead Fatty’s expression became furious and got ready to charge at him.
The robot took out a gun that gave off a silvery glow and pointed it at Dead Fatty, scoffing at him: [Want to die?]
Dead Fatty quickly typed: [Perhaps a lifeform such as you hadn’t been introduced to the meaning of death, I shall gladly lead you to—–]
As soon as his iris turned vertical, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.
The female inn owner.
As the female owner saw his irises, her expression changed.
A dragon.
This is the eye of a dragon.
Who would have thought that a dragon was staying in my inn and even working as a guard?
Then, what kind of person would be this dragon’s master?
—–it’s not worth it to offend them.
The female owner shook her head and spoke in a low tone of voice: “The rules of Dream Island states that you can’t cause trouble inside an inn”
Dead Fatty’s expression was still full of ferocity and violently typed: [He messed with me first]
The female owner sighed and adjusted her tone to be a bit softer: “Alright, you can continue to stay here, I won’t take your money—— but you can’t cause trouble, how about that?”
Dead Fatty paused briefly before silently typing: [Alright]
The female owner nodded.
While dragons are sly, they can be trusted once they’ve given their words.
She disappeared.
Only Dead Fatty and the robot remained in the hallway.
[Haha, the owner had always taken pity on poor people. That’s fine as well, even a single of my bullets is worth more than your life, inferior creature] the robot boastfully shook his gun and said.
Dead Fatty wasn’t angry this time.
He put the keyboard away and took off his cap, smirking.
“Of course I can’t be compared to rich people like you”
Dead Fatty had spoken.
——Dragon Hex, activated!
The robot didn’t notice anything at all and just stood still for a bit, feeling this to be a bit meaningless.
The other party had already admitted weakness, am I supposed to continue insulting them?
——-it’s no longer fun.
[Garbage carbon-based lifeforms…]
The robot begrudgingly put his gun away and swiftly left.
The hallway became silent again.
Only Dead Fatty remained here by himself.
A while later.
He suddenly put up his hands in front of his face and muttered: “I won’t collect any kind of power today, only money”
Cla cla cla cla clak——-
From the void of s.p.a.ce, a large number of metal coins suddenly fell down.
As soon as the coins fell onto his hands, they all vanished without a trace, having been taken by him.
Dead Fatty mumbled to himself: “You dare insult this dragon, then this dragon will take away your entire life savings…”
An entire minute later.
The final metallic coin landed on his hand, which he put into his pocket.
“Currency from the robot kingdom—— now I have money”
Dead Fatty whistled in satisfaction.
He leaned on the wall once again and took out another apple to eat.
Suddenly, the female owner reappeared in the hallway.
Dead Fatty put the cap back on and took out the keyboard: [Miss owner, you came just in time, I’m not someone who would stay without paying]
He casually took out a bag of coins and tossed it to her.
The female owner accepted the bag of coins, then threw it back.
“It isn’t about money this time, I have a question that requires your expertise”
The female owner said.
[Huh? Eh? Expertise?] Dead Fatty typed with a confused expression.
“Indeed, I heard that the dragon race is one with the most abundance of knowledge, and I’ve just discovered something strange that needs your excellency’s knowledge” the female owner said.
[What’s in it for me?] Dead Fatty typed.
The female owner looked at the pitiful apple in his hand, then at his figure and said: “The meals of our inn are of the highest quality in Dream Island, from now on, whenever you stay here, you’re welcome to eat as you like”
[Speak, I won’t refuse to help] Dead Fatty excitedly typed.
The female owner hesitantly asked: “Are we going to talk right here?”
[That’s right, I need to guard in front of the door just in case anything happens] Dead Fatty typed to explain.
The female owner then clapped her hands loudly.
A row of watches appeared in the void of s.p.a.ce in front of her.
Dead Fatty’s gaze became focused.
So she was a Temporal-type Combatant, no wonder she could operate an inn in a place like Dream Island.
The female owner said: “Please take a look, there have been some issues with my life-bound Soul Artifacts. They were originally capable of displaying the correct time in various historical locations within the s.p.a.ce Vortex, but now, they’ve all gone haywire”
Dead Fatty took a look at those watches.
Only to see that the Second hand on all 17 watches were moving at ludicrous speeds.
Dead Fatty tilted his head in thought and typed: [Are you pregnant?]
“No, I currently don’t have a partner” the female owner answered.
[Do you have a healthy lifestyle?] Dead Fatty typed another question.
“A very healthy one” the female owner glared at him briefly.
Dead Fatty narrowed his eyes and typed:
[A fair trade, I will give you a Temporal incantation specifically for testing Temporal-type abilities. It won’t do much, but you should know better than I do that Temporal incantations are always very rare]
The female owner finally smiled and nodded: “Indeed, that is very beneficial, I can give you a gold card. From now on, you can come here to eat and rest as you like, I won’t charge you anything”
Dead Fatty was also pleased with this transaction and typed: [The incantation goes like this: Time, you are the enemy of living beings, but my best friend, please help me take care of all within the drifting sand]
The female owner’s expression became serious and commented: “This incantation… seems to be that personage…”
Dead Fatty quickly put up a ‘shh’ gesture.
The female owner immediately stopped talking and mobilized her power, chanting: “Time, you are the enemy of living beings, but my best friend, please help me take care of all within the drifting sand”
Golden sand began to manifest from the void of s.p.a.ce, circled once around the female owner, then slowly disappeared.
The female owner waited for a bit before turning to look at her row of watches.
The hands of the watches continued to spin like crazy.
“How strange, through the incantation, I can sense that there was nothing wrong with my Temporal ability, so what exactly——”
The female owner turned back to Dead Fatty and abruptly stopped talking.
In front of her, Dead Fatty’s expression was horrifying.
The presence of the dragon race started radiating uncontrollably from his body, even his eyes had turned into a pair of vertical irises.
“No…”
Dead Fatty struggled to open his mouth.
“How could that be, Time… had collapsed…”
…
At another location.
Gu Qing Shan was standing on top of a mountain.
At this point, his entire body was encased in bones, which made him look like a skeletal monster.
——-he had gathered all six of the frozen corpse’s body parts.
“Shroud” he muttered.
“I’m here” Shroud’s voice resounded in his mind.
“Are you prepared?” Gu Qing Shan asked.
“I can do it at will, but you must be careful. I suspect that Apocalypse had already arrived at the Wraith realm and was now silently waiting for the moment that the Reality Gate opens” Shroud replied.
“I think so as well—–”
“Let’s go!”
As soon as he said that, he disappeared without a trace.