【Kemon】How to defraud Mr. Fool's pre-marital property

In the evening, as the sun set, the golden orange radiance covered the glass high-rises in the city and the sparkling lake in the distance.Amon sat by the window of the revolving restaurant, leisurely admiring the strange old beauty, and his gaze swept over the unknown details hidden in every corner.

The loopholes in the rules, the ripples of fate, the gaps in time and space, things that originally existed in his vision, now still have some shadows on the level of spiritual vision.This is a manifestation of personality, but if he tries to interpret it now, he will definitely lose control on the spot and even be swallowed.

In addition to these familiar mysterious things, there is now a newborn crimson light extending from his etheric body, which becomes more blurred as it goes further away, until it disappears in midair.

"Sir, here is your Prince's Island beef tenderloin and Atlantic lobster with white cream sauce."

Amon raised his hand to adjust the monocle on his right eye, exited the state of spirit vision, signaled the waiter to prepare the meal, and then cut a few small pieces of beef and lobster to try.

Taste and freshness are good, but boring.

Amon gently put down the knife and fork, recalled the fruity drink in breakfast today, then picked up the "plastic" drink cup at hand, and took a sip of the black tea with sea salt cheese milk cap that he bought in the downtown area earlier.

The combination of ingredients is relatively novel to him, but it is still a bit boring.

Even though this body now makes Amon have the same appetite as ordinary people, things in the human world can't really satisfy him.And the main reason why that ordinary breakfast made him happy was Klein.

Whether it's the refreshing and sweet pheromones or the vivid response when touched, they are all very interesting without exception.

Well, maybe last night's experience.

Thinking of this, Amon involuntarily stroked his lower abdomen. He had a strange feeling of discomfort and comfort all day long, and it didn't get any significant relief as time went by.If he had known this, he should have selected a few avatars to experience marking and pregnancy, to see if it was like being parasitized by a time worm by an Extraordinary who was beyond his control.

What is Klein doing now?Are you leisurely enjoying the peaceful life of the old age, or are you anxiously looking for clues to get back to Origin Castle?

Amon looked at the direction where the crimson thread disappeared in his spiritual vision, looking forward to meeting Klein again.

A few hours ago, Klein, who had his "mobile phone" and wallet stolen, angrily packed him into a "car", dropped him ten kilometers away, and walked away.This really made it difficult for him to continue tracking, because although the connection generated by the mark can indicate the direction, this poor spirituality of Sequence 9 cannot withstand continuous use at all.

For most of the afternoon, Amon had to use his spirit vision intermittently, while adjusting his own movement direction, while observing the composition of this society.

Klein's words in the morning reminded him of the existence of the law.So, when passing through the bustling downtown area, he just stole a few human belongings, and used the banknotes to buy more comfortable clothes and his favorite monocle, without any other behavior that might violate social rules.

In order to see the whole picture of this place clearly, he entered this high tower and came to the revolving restaurant with an excellent view overlooking the city.According to his observation, the scale of the entire city is quite large. Based on the prosperity of the downtown area, there are at least 100 million people living here. Therefore, he denied the speculation about the secret city.

Because, in his heyday, it was impossible for his father to dream up a "living" kingdom of God with millions of people.

Amon quietly enjoyed the human food and watched the sunset sink until it completely disappeared into the sky.When he left the tower, the silver crescent moon was hanging high in the night sky, and the stars were twinkling. At first glance, it was no different from the star map of the original world. He thought that coming here was not just another planet in the universe.

He pressed the monocle again, turned on his spirit vision, and tried to find information that could be interpreted.However, apart from the red line that represents the marker, everything else is still not safe.

What a pity.

Amon chuckled back to reality, set off again, and planned how to play with Klein next.

Before knocking on the door of Moretti's house, Amont took off the monocle and hid it in the palm of his hand, rubbing his eye sockets with his hands to make the traces drawn by the lens less obvious.When he was ready, he knocked on the door and listened to the sound of footsteps.

When the door was pulled open from the inside, Amon grinned and put on the monocle in front of Klein.

"...!"

Klein didn't make a sound, but his whole body suddenly bounced on the spot, and his smooth black hair faintly showed signs of blowing up.

This reaction reminded Amon that when the avatars intercepted him in the Land Abandoned by God, he had another relatively cold and resolute face on his face. It's really interesting to hurry up and try to escape.

Amon asked with a smile: "Surprise? Isn't it exciting?"

Klein immediately calmed down, but the corners of his mouth still twitched a little: "You had a great time, what's the matter with this outfit?"

"Bought it." Amon replied frankly.

Klein frowned, but said nothing, and turned to the living room.

After Amon walked in, he closed the door, and the faint smell of sweet iced tea relieved part of his fatigue.He took a deep breath, then noticed that the living room was set up exactly as it had been when he left that morning.

Klein seemed to have just returned home not long ago, and his coat hadn't been taken off yet. Several plastic bags and some food were piled up on the kitchen counter.Among them, a bottle of something black and bubbling caught Amon's attention.

"What is this?" Amon asked, pointing at it.

"Coke, a sweet water drink that has been popular in the old times for hundreds of years." Klein replied.

Haven't tried it, maybe it's delicious?

Amon immediately picked up the Coke, unscrewed the bottle cap with a sip, and took a sip.

In an instant, the cold liquid rushed into his mouth, and countless bubbles exploded on his taste buds. Before he could react, he swallowed it. The slight tingling pain was transmitted from his throat to his stomach, and he couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief. Only a different kind of sweetness that has never been tasted reverberates in the mouth.

It's fantastic, it's fun, it's delicious!Amon immediately gave it the highest rating, and even wanted to ask his father why he didn't come up with such a drink for him back then.He took another two sips, savoring the prickling taste of the bubbles carefully. His eyes were only the joy of trying something new, and he didn't look like a god who had lived for 3000 years.

At this time, Amon noticed that Klein was still watching, his expression was as weird as that of the morning, he couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Why, did you find any problems?"

"...Haven't you ever thought that this might be a bottle of black vinegar?" Klein said, taking out a new bottle of Coke from the plastic bag and unscrewing the cap.

"I know you took it out to drink, and I know that your sense of taste is normal." Amon replied, "Besides, I only did pranks of that level when I was young."

"yes."

Klein took a sip of Coke, breathed hard, and continued, "What were you like when you were young?"

When Klein spoke, he kept looking at other things, avoiding it deliberately, as if he was really curious about his childhood state.Amon also avoided this question and asked: "I mastered the knowledge of mysticism at the angel level on the day I was born. What do you think I would be like when I was young?"

"understood."

Klein nodded half-comprehensively, then turned around and began to organize the items in the plastic bag.Almost all he bought was food, including fruits, drinks, various colorful packaging bags, and many indescribable things that Amon had never seen before. Anyone who saw it would sigh how he loves food so much.

Amon chuckled and said tentatively: "You really adapted quickly, do you plan to spend the rest of your life here?"

"It's possible." Klein replied flatly. "I've always missed this era. Now that I can live such a leisurely city life again, I must seize the opportunity and enjoy it."

"Very reasonable." Amon commented simply.

He knew that Klein was lying, and the purpose should be to make him, who was not familiar with life in the old era, feel flustered.It's a pity that such a low-level deception is of no use to him.

However, Klein smiled: "Do you think I'm lying?"

Amon didn't speak, drinking Coke and waiting for Klein to continue.

"Actually not. The above are my sincere words. Well, most of them are."

Klein smiled and took a sip of Coke, looking quite satisfied with the status quo.

"Ha... You know, if I can return to the original world soon, this kind of life will help me maintain my humanity. Moreover, my past experience has taught me not to go directly against fate."

"That's a good summary." Amon smiled, and decided to point out the missing points in Klein's words, "So, our child is also a gift of fate."

"Ha ha."

Klein laughed dryly, his expression became a little embarrassed, but he didn't say anything more, he just took a sip of Coke silently.

This response made Amon a little concerned.Could it be that Klein has learned the truth of this world today and no longer worries about the serious consequences of blood relationship?It shouldn't be possible. If Klein can find out the problem so quickly, there's no reason why he can't find any meaningful clues.

Then why did he avoid it?Simply can't think of a way?Or do you take pity on your own flesh and blood?Or do you believe in fate?No, these are not like him, there must be other reasons...

At this moment, Klein's words interrupted Amon's train of thought.

"Actually, this is really exciting for you."

Klein sighed softly, with a gentle smile in his brown eyes.

"I'm thinking, if you, the main body, return with the unexpected humanity, can those anchors of your avatars really stabilize you?"

Is it human?

Amon raised the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but want to mock Klein's innocence.

As just confessed, the newborn He is first an angel, a mythical creature, and then a self guided and established by his father.Delusion that such an existence becomes more like a life thousands of times weaker than him is more foolish and pathetic than waiting for the snow and ice to fall in the desert.

What's more, whether it's human nature or other pollution, his father will help him wash away those impurities the moment he goes back.

Amon put down the empty drink bottle, pressed the monocle, and said with a smile: "It's a very interesting statement. It seems that in your eyes, I already have a little humanity now."

"I didn't say that." Klein shrugged nonchalantly, "I just raised the possibility, after all, no one will remind the enemy of his flaws for free, don't you think?"

"Well, that's true."

Amon's mention of the child just now was not a free and kind reminder.

When Klein mentioned human nature, he might be hinting at him, just like the words that stimulated him yesterday, making him more easily swayed by emotions.For him who often wins by fraud, losing control of his emotions is also a relatively dangerous state.

However, he didn't want to simply pass up this great opportunity to create a whole new exploit.

Through the conversation just now and Klein's various reactions, Amon is sure that this man has subconsciously given a human interpretation to his image and behavior.

He will not stop this kind of behavior, but will actively guide it, show his "sympathy", "compassion", and "loneliness" at the right time, and change in the direction Klein wants.

He wants Klein to firmly believe that he can be defeated, he can be defeated by instinct, and he can be dragged down by useless humanity.

He wants to use the emotion that human beings are most keen to praise, but also the most willing to be deceived by, and the easiest to indulge in, to defraud the right to use Origin Castle for a moment.

That's right, he wants to "love" Klein.

Thinking of this, Amon couldn't help thanking the impermanence of fate. The mark on him, the red line connecting him with Klein, and the fetus growing in his womb were all wonderful tools.

"Come here today, I'm going to rest, you can do whatever you want."

Klein waved his hand and said, he tightened the cap of the Coke bottle, put it in the "refrigerator", and then walked towards the bathroom on his own.

"Mr. Fool," Amon called out to Klein, "you forgot that thing again."

Klein froze on the way, he obviously understood what Amon meant.So Amon leaned over unceremoniously, put his arms around his waist familiarly, leaned on his shoulder and snickered softly.

"And, are you really sure you can let me do whatever I want?"