The Isle of Dreams.
The inn.
A long while after Gu Qing Shan left.
In the hallway outside the room, the fat man with the green cap was still standing guard.
He had a keyboard hanging in front of his chest, leaning against the wall outside the door and munching on an apple in his hand.
"It's already been so long, what kind of important guest is brother Gu meeting?"
The fat man muttered in his mind.
With the formation separating them, he doesn't know what's going on inside.
But Gu Qing Shan said it very seriously.
This man isn't someone who talks nonsense.
Then, it must be something very important.
The damn fatty confirmed this matter again and calmed down.
At this point, a beautiful woman dressed in a sexy outfit came from the other end of the hallway.
The fat man glanced at her and quickly typed: "Watch out for the whistle, this is the sound of seducing beautiful women"
His cap immediately let out a long whistle.
The woman seemed to be used to this kind of reaction and only coldly glared at the fat man.
"Hey, what are you doing standing in front of room 319?" the woman asked.
The fat man looked at the room number next to him and quickly typed: "My friend has something to do inside, so I came out to stand guard"
The woman nodded: "I'm the owner of this place, room 319 needs to be renewed"
The fat man was a bit surprised and searched his body.
I came from the River of Death, I was summoned here, I was fighting against the undead before I came here, but I ran away as soon as I was summoned, where would I find the currency of the Realm of Life?
He looked at the door of room 319.
The door was tightly shut, not a single sound could be heard from inside.
Perhaps brother Gu is at a crucial point in his discussion, it wouldn't be good to disturb him for a bit of money.
This fat man is also someone who can make a living in both the Realm of Life and Death, how could I be troubled by this bit of money?
With that in mind, the fat man squeezed out a flattering smile and quickly typed:
"Boss, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life, the most beautiful one"
The female owner coldly replied: "Enough nonsense, as long as you stay here, you'll naturally be under my protection, no one will dare to mess with you, but if you can't pay for the room, then get out"
The fatty nodded and bowed. Once again, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, my master is in a discussion right now. It's not convenient to disturb him. How about this, I'll send the money to you later. How about that?"
The female boss glared at the damn fatty.
A voice suddenly sounded from the side.
Another guest appeared in the corridor.
It was a robot made of steel. It looked at the fatty and mocked, "Lowly human, you're so poor. Don't come to this inn. Otherwise, you'll only be embarrassing yourself."
The damn fatty was furious and almost rushed forward.
The robot also took out a silver spear and pointed it at the fatty. "You're courting death, aren't you?"
The damn fatty typed, "I'm afraid that a life like you doesn't know the meaning of death. I'll take you there now."
Just as his eyes turned into vertical slits, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.
That female boss.
The female boss looked into his eyes, and her expression changed.
Dragon Clan.
These were the eyes of the Dragon Clan.
Unexpectedly, a dragon was doing the job of guarding the door in his inn.
So, what kind of person was the master of this dragon?
It wasn't worth messing with.
The female boss shook her head and said in a low voice, "The rule of the Isle of Dreams is that you can't cause trouble in the inn"
The damn fatty had a violent expression on his face as he typed, "He provoked me first"
The female boss sighed and softened her tone a bit: "Fine, you can stay here for a bit longer. I won't charge you, but don't cause any trouble, how about it?"
The damn fatty paused for a bit, then silently typed: "Fine"
The female boss nodded.
Although the Dragon Race was cunning, they still kept their word.
She disappeared from where she stood.
Only the damn fatty and the robot were left in the corridor.
"Hah, the boss always takes pity on the poor. That's right, a single bullet of mine is worth more than your life, lowly life" the robot waved the gun in his hand as if showing off.
The damn fatty didn't get angry this time.
He put the keyboard away, took off the hat on his head, and grinned.
"I naturally can't compare to a rich person like you"
The damn fatty spoke.
Dragon Curse, activate!
The robot didn't seem to notice at all. It just stood there, feeling a bit bored.
The other party had admitted defeat. Should I continue to curse?
This isn't fun anymore.
"Trash carbon-based life …"
The robot begrudgingly put the gun away and quickly left.
The corridor returned to silence.
Only the damn fatty was left standing there silently.
A few moments later.
He suddenly raised his hand and opened it, muttering in a low voice: "Today, I won't accept any kind of power, only money"
Clatter clatter clatter
Countless metal coins suddenly fell from the void of space.
As soon as the coins fell into his hand, they disappeared without a trace as he put them away.
The damn fatty muttered: "You dare to curse this dragon? This dragon will take all of your life's savings …"
A whole 15 minutes later.
The last metal crystal fell down and was put into the damn fatty's bag.
"The Mech Empire's hard currency, now I have money"
The fatty whistled and said with satisfaction.
He leaned against the wall again and began to eat the second apple.
All of a sudden, the female boss appeared in the corridor again.
The fatty put on his hat, took out his keyboard, and typed:
"Boss, you came just in time, I'm not someone who doesn't pay when staying here"
He casually threw a bag of money over.
The female boss caught the bag of money and threw it back.
"It really isn't about money this time, I just have something I need to ask you for advice"
The female boss said.
"Hm? Huh? Ask for advice? "the fatty typed with a confused expression.
"That's right, they say that dragons are the most knowledgeable race, but I've discovered something strange that I need to rely on your knowledge" the female boss said.
"What benefits do I get?" the fatty typed.
The female boss looked at his figure and replied: "Our restaurant's three meals are the best in the Isle of Dreams, from now on, as long as you come, you can eat anything you want"
"Tell me, I won't refuse" the fatty excitedly typed.
The female boss hesitated: "Are we going to talk here?"
"That's right, I have to stand guard at the door just in case something happens" the fatty typed.
The female boss clapped her hands.
A row of clocks appeared in the void of space in front of her.
The damn fatty's eyes focused.
So she's a Time-type expert, no wonder she was able to open a restaurant in a place like the Isle of Dreams.
The female boss said: "Please take a look, there's an issue with my Soul Artifacts. They were originally able to display the history of the various time zones in the space vortex, but now they're having an issue"
The fatty looked at the clocks.
Only to see the hands of each of the 17 clocks in the row were madly moving.
The fatty tilted his head in thought, then typed: "Are you pregnant?"
"No, I don't have a partner right now" the female boss replied.
"Is there a pattern to this good thing?" the fatty typed again.
"Very good" the female boss glared at him.
The fatty squinted his eyes and typed:
"It's a fair trade, I'll give you a Time-type hex, specifically used to test Time-type abilities. Although it's not very useful, you should know that Time-type incantations are very rare"
It was now that the female boss smiled and nodded: "Indeed, this is a very good deal. I'll give you a gold card, you can come and stay as you please from now on, I won't even charge you for food or lodging"
The fatty was also pleased and typed: "The incantation is like this: Time, you are the enemy of all living beings, but you are my best friend, please help me look after everything within the drifting sand"
The female boss spoke with a solemn expression: "This incantation … seems to be from that one …"
The fatty hurriedly made a shushing emoji.
The female boss went silent, gathered her power, and chanted: "Time, you are the enemy of all living beings, but you are my best friend, please help me look after everything within the drifting sand"
A mass of golden sand manifested from the void of space, circled around the female boss once, then slowly disappeared.
The female boss waited for a bit, then glanced at her row of clocks again.
The hands of all the clocks were still madly moving.
"Strange, through the incantation, I found that my Time-type abilities are fine, what exactly is …"
As the female boss looked at the fatty, her voice suddenly stopped.
Standing in front of her, the fatty's expression was a bit terrifying.
He couldn't help but exude the aura of a dragon, his eyes had also turned into a pair of vertical pupils.
"No …"
The fatty struggled to speak.
"How could this be, time … is already done for …"
…
At another location.
Gu Qing Shan was standing at the top of a tall mountain.
At this point, his entire body was covered in white bones, like a monster with exposed bones.
He had already collected all six fragments of the Frozen Corpse.
"Shroud" he muttered.
"I'm here" Shroud's voice resounded in his mind.
"Are you ready?" Gu Qing Shan asked.
"Anytime, but you need to be careful, I'm guessing that Apocalypse has already arrived at the Wraith realm, silently waiting for the moment when the Reality Gate opens" Shroud replied.
"That's what I thought as well"
"Let's go!"
As soon as he said so, he vanished without a trace.
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