Chapter 155: Shopping Basket and Trade
Chapter 155: Shopping Basket and Trade
"Bang!"
After realizing who had destroyed the kingdom, the strange explosion that had previously "sent away" the other rebels sounded again. The middle-aged man, who was lying on top of the grocery-buying grandma, shuddered and suddenly regained his consciousness.
Did...the past me temporarily take over?
After figuring out what had just happened, the middle-aged man's expression changed, and he quickly reached into his pocket, taking out a small leather ledger.
He carefully inspected the ledger and found no signs of it being opened. The past version of himself hadn't seen the records within, and the middle-aged man's face turned pale, then changed again. He grabbed the shoulders of the grocery-buying grandma beneath him and began shaking her vigorously while shouting anxiously:
"Tell me quickly! What did I do? What did I do just now?"
This madman...seems even crazier than before?
Seeing his maniacal gaze, the grocery-buying grandma tightly clenched the shopping basket in her hand, wanting to smack him on the back of his head. However, she was worried that she wouldn't hit hard enough, and instead of scaring him off, she shakily replied:
"I...I just told you the truth..."
"Then how did you say it? What exactly did you say?"
"I...I just spoke the truth..."
The more frantic the middle-aged man became, the more scared the grocery-buying grandma was. With a mournful face, she answered:
"Didn't Prince Leon announce it himself five years ago that the kingdom was destroyed?"
"And after that? What did you say after hearing that?"
"You...after listening, you gritted your teeth and repeated Prince Leon's name. Then, you howled with your neck stretched back, and then...then you just lay on me and didn't move..."
"...Oh no!"
Imagining the scene described by the grocery-buying grandma, the middle-aged man realized that his past self had probably misunderstood something. Cold sweat instantly broke out, soaking through the back of his clothes.
His past self had repeatedly borrowed anomalies to observe the future, but each time, the results became worse. Although he continued to struggle, deep down, he was already close to despair.
Given his past mental state, when he opened the door this time and heard that the kingdom had completely disappeared, his first reaction would undoubtedly be to think of the worst-case scenario—the country's collapse, the family's ruin, and total occupation.
With his obsessive and crazy personality at that time, after returning to his original body in the timeline, the first thing he would likely do was find a way to get rid of Prince Leon!
I'm an idiot! I'm such an idiot! At least finish reading the ledger I wrote before leaving!
After slapping himself twice, the middle-aged man sprang up from the ground, determined to find others with time-related abilities to stop his past self from making a fool of himself.
However, just as he got up, a fully packed shopping basket was thrown from behind, hitting him on the back of his head with a loud bang.
The blow was vicious, not only knocking the middle-aged man to the ground but also causing the two radishes in the basket, larger than a human head, to shatter upon impact.
"Ouch! My radishes!"
Just as the grocery-buying grandma was about to pick up the basket to check if the radishes were still edible, the middle-aged man who had been knocked down by the basket began to struggle and crawl forward. As he crawled, he shouted frantically at the surrounding crowd, who were startled by the commotion.
"Quickly...quickly send me...send me to the Purification Bureau! This world...I must save it..."
"You save nothing!"
After hitting him with the basket again, the grocery-buying grandma saw that the middle-aged man had fallen and wasn't moving, completely unconscious. She scowled and said disdainfully:
"This madman...wants to save the world?
Despite your identity as Prince Leon, who are you really?"
...
"Get rid of him! Leon Lane! The man who ended the kingdom must be eliminated!"
After returning to his own body and "resting" on the long table, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, filled with murderous intent. He took a deep breath, preparing to summon back all the rebels with anomalous abilities and devise a new assassination plan.
However, just as he raised his hand to activate the anomaly again, he heard a strange, intermittent knocking sound.
"Who is it?!"
Hearing the intermittent knocking from outside, the middle-aged man trembled, his eyes revealing a deep sense of vigilance.
His anomaly, the Gateway to Another World, could briefly reach into the future and constantly shift behind all the doors in the capital, only stabilizing at a few designated doors to enter the world behind them.
The fact that the visitor successfully knocked on the Gateway to Another World without him noticing meant they knew which doors were "true" and could directly locate him.
As the middle-aged man hesitated between immediate evacuation and summoning everyone for a final stand, a cold voice, like ice chips, came from outside the door.
"Nathan, it's me."
Pushing open the door, which no longer twisted strangely, and entering was an elderly man in a black robe. He lifted his hood, revealing a face born with a crying expression.
"You're making it harder and harder to find your door. I rode my carriage around the capital for a long time before barely finding this almost-disappearing true door."
"It's helpless; the mouse-playing guy at the Purification Bureau is a real nuisance. His informants are everywhere in the capital. If I weren't more careful, I'd have been caught long ago."
Realizing that the visitor was not from the Virgin Purification Bureau but a black-robed elder he had collaborated with, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. He furrowed his brows and asked:
"Last time you came, you said we were all discarded, including me, and none of us met your requirements. You said you wouldn't have any more dealings with us. Why are you suddenly here again?"
"I came to you because I need your help."
The black-robed elder's thin, drooping eyebrows slightly lifted, seemingly unaffected by the middle-aged man's resentful tone. Coldly, he said:
"Just a few hours ago, I found something that might meet my requirements. It's a photograph, placed in the drawer of the Virgin Division Director's office at the Purification Bureau.
You should have seen how powerful the woman from the Virgin Purification Bureau is in a certain future. I'm not confident in obtaining what I want without alerting her, so I need your assistance."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man slightly raised his eyebrows, understanding the black-robed elder's intention.
"You want me to shift the Gateway to Another World to behind her office door so you can directly infiltrate through it?"
"Yes."
"I can, but in exchange, you must help me with something."
After a moment's thought, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said:
"Can you temporarily enhance Phoebe's ability so that anyone she touches will disappear from everyone's memories?"
(End of Chapter)
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