It was a pure natural gold mountain,
It looked like a whole piece without a cut,
The surface was bumpy, but it was cleaned up very cleanly,
There was not a trace of impurities, and it was shiny and bright.
Fatty Wang's body leaned against the handrail of the stairs and almost lost his balance,
He staggered, staggered again, and almost fell down the stairs.
He rubbed his glasses with all his might and felt that his eyes were almost blinded by the light,
"Strange, Strange,
Hurry up and hit me. Let me see if I'm dreaming. "
Strange did not even stand on ceremony,
He glanced at the cloak, and then the trembling cloak instantly stood up and slapped the King.
Slap!
"Hiss..." the King stretched out his trembling hand and touched his cheek that had been slapped. He looked absent-minded,
"It's, it's true..."
The cloak was excited,
He fell backward.
Strange wanted to use his classic sarcasm to mock the two of them for not having seen the world,
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop his trembling lips from speaking smoothly.
After a long time..,
Only then did Strange chuckle.
He said stiffly, "... this must be a conspiracy,
It must be fake. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the King staggered and lost his balance. He rolled down the stairs in a circle and crashed straight into the gold mountain.
Duang！
The King's waist almost protruded from the impact. He forcefully ignored the pain and looked up at the gold mountain in a daze. He touched it with his hand and let out a comfortable groan.
"Oh... it's the fragrance of money."
As he spoke, he was not afraid of getting dirty and took a bite. He only let go when his teeth hurt. He snorted and said, "It's true! It's true! "
"..." Strange's speechless mouth twitched, and his heart was filled with disdain.
Then, he and the cloak helped each other down the stairs..
Strange, who had forced himself to calm down, touched the gold mountain with his hand and said, "Although this is true, there must be something wrong with it. No one would give us a gold mountain for no reason."
The King was reluctant to reveal the truth, so he casually guessed, "Maybe it's because of our diligence in protecting Earth?"
Strange raised his head and looked at the top of the Golden Mountain. The cloak had already flown to the top and was dancing on it.
It's really tall. It must be at least three meters tall, right? It must weigh a few tons, right?
"Are you dreaming?" Strange looked down at him condescendingly. "How could it be because of this?"
The King stood up and placed his hand on the golden mountain. He felt a sense of security that he had never felt before. He said, "Could it be that a villain is stirring up trouble? But it can't be done in such a pleasing way, right? "
"… There must be a conspiracy here." Strange rubbed the gold mountain with his hand and muttered, "Could this be stolen goods?"
Wang was speechless. "Even if you want to sell stolen goods, you can't sell them here. Even the police can't find this place."
Strange circled around the golden mountain, only to discover that ….
The diameter was really long!
Ah, no, he shouldn't care about this kind of thing.
Strange coughed twice and raised his hand to make a gesture. A wave of energy hit the golden mountain. After a while, Strange withdrew his hand with a puzzled expression. "There's no magic wave either."
"Could it be that the other party is hiding too well for you to notice?" The King suggested. "Try a little harder."
"Okay."
Strange forcefully sent out energy waves to check if there was anything wrong with the golden mountain.
"Still nothing?"
"Try a little harder."
"Well … still nothing."
"More!"
Again and again, the energy output became greater and greater. Then, suddenly, there was a crack and a clear crack appeared on the golden mountain.
Strange paused and looked at the crack with a dumbfounded expression.
Crack, crack.
Then he watched as the crack grew bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger …
Finally, countless small cracks extended out.
Finally, there was a "bang" sound.
The golden mountain shattered into countless small pieces of gold that scattered and rolled down.
Strange: "…"
The cloaked King: "Yeah!"
Strange looked at the King faintly.
The King forced his lips not to rise and said pretentiously, "Oh, it's broken! You can't go back! "
Strange stared at the King for one second, two seconds, three seconds …
Finally, when the King was about to be unable to hold on any longer …
Strange raised his hand and activated the Time Gem to backtrack time. Then, the King watched as the golden mountain that had been broken with great difficulty turned back into a big golden mountain from small pieces of gold.
Strange was expressionless. "Return it."
The King rolled his eyes. Bang! He fell to the ground.
…
Ébourg opened the door of the cubicle. Pietro was already waiting for him at the bathroom door. When he saw Ébourg come out, he waved and said, "Here! Let's go. "
When he went back to find Wanda, Wanda was looking at her watch impatiently, but when she saw Ébourg, she was very happy and pulled him to try on clothes. While they went to the bathroom, Wanda found several more clothes that she thought looked good and waited for Ébourg to try them on.
Pietro stepped forward and picked up the shopping bag that Wanda had thrown on the ground and followed helplessly.
When the three of them returned to school in the afternoon, the rich harvest made the corners of Kot's eyes twitch.
"… Are you crazy?" He said, "You bought so much? Can you fit all of them in the closet? "
Pietro racked his brains to find an excuse for their behavior. "There are many empty rooms in school."
Kot: "…"
Kot gave them a thumbs up and left.
At first, Pietro insisted on carrying all the shopping bags by himself. But as time went on, more and more shopping bags piled up. There were so many that he couldn't carry them all even if they were hanging around his neck. He had no choice but to agree with Abel to share some of the shopping bags with him.
Ébourg and Pietro carried the shopping bags upstairs to the dormitory. When they reached the door, they happened to meet the angel Wollen, who had just come out of the principal's office. Wollen saw Ébourg carrying so many things and immediately stepped forward to take them. At the same time, he looked at Pietro with disdain.
How could he let Abel, who was only six years old, carry so many things? Shameless!
He completely ignored the shopping bags that were about to fill Pietro's hands.
Pietro met Wollen's disdainful eyes and felt very indignant. Why don't you say that you have a crush on my six-year-old brother? Aren't you even more shameless?!
Yes, Pietro finally discovered Wollen's feelings. Emmmm … In fact, he didn't discover it on his own. Wanda discovered it at a glance and then told Pietro. Otherwise, Pietro wouldn't be able to discover it unless the whole school knew about it.
Seeing that Wollen was about to open the door and enter, Pietro squeezed his body to the side and didn't let Wollen in. He snorted. "Only family members are allowed in."
Wollen: "…" F * ck, he forgot that there was a guy here who claimed to be Ébourg's brother.
Wollen held back for a moment and looked up with a smile. "Well, Pietro, I'll have to trouble you to carry it in. I'll buy you a drink later."
After saying that, he smiled at Ébourg and turned to leave.
Pietro was stunned. This guy … how did he turn the tables?! He said it as if he was the outsider!
Wanda sighed at the side. When it came to emotional intelligence, it really couldn't be forcibly compared. After all, it was a natural problem.
…
In the temple, after King finally woke up, he gave Strange a cold look. In a fit of anger, he ate the half of the hot dog that Strange didn't have time to finish. Strange chased him around the temple a few times.
"I remember that you have the ability to peek into the future." King held his knees and panted as he said, "Take a look and see who this golden mountain will belong to in the end."
"It's none of your business." Strange's face was cold. Hunger made his mood very bad. "It won't land in our hands anyway."
"You can try!" King wasn't willing to give up. "Think about it, we won't have anything to eat tonight. Just take a look and let me give up!"
Strange's eyebrows twitched. He was angry at the mention of no food. He originally had half a hot dog, but now he didn't even have half a hot dog!
But in the end, he couldn't bear King's nagging. Strange sat down cross-legged and cast a spell to peek into the future.
Strange's figure began to flicker like a video cassette tape, and it looked like it was about to break.
King and the cloak sat cross-legged next to him. They both held their chins and looked at him eagerly. They were anxious.
After a while, Strange stopped. He was expressionless and looked very calm.
King's heart tightened and he hurriedly asked, "How is it? Is the situation … good? "
Strange's eyes slowly moved to King and he whispered, "The situation … is very good."
King: "How good?"
Under King and the cloak's nervous gaze, Strange pondered for a moment and said, "So good … that this golden mountain really belongs to us."
King clenched his fists and opened his eyes wide. "Really?"
Strange slowly looked at his mysterious cloak and said, "Hit me."
The cloak, who had always been loyal, was very nervous. He looked at King, not knowing what to do.
Wang Chong nodded.
Then, the cloak encouraged himself and lifted a corner of his cloak. Pa! It hit Strange's face, leaving a large red mark.
Un, it was exactly the same as the red mark on King's face.
Strange's face was filled with Buddha's spirit. "Oh … so it really wasn't a dream."
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