Chapter 54

After settling down, the Magic Guild had their first dinner in Morton City.

A hot pot meal.

The boiling pot bottom was half filled with bright red hot pot with floating chilies, and the other half was milky white bone soup. The rich aroma that came to one's face made everyone present swallow uncontrollably, staring straight at the meat that had just been put into the pot.

Following Zong Qinyuan's introduction, Coco used chopsticks somewhat clumsily, picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in the sauce in the bowl and put it into her mouth.

"tasty!!!"

Her eyes lit up instantly, but she quickly began to fan herself with her hands: "It's so hot, so hot, so hot... but it tastes so good!"

Compared to the plain hotpot, Coco obviously prefers the spicy hotpot. Even when her face turned red from eating, she insisted on not switching to the plain hotpot. In the end, she couldn't stand the spiciness anymore, so she simply stood up from her seat, tilted her head back and gulped down half a bottle of ice soda.

“It’s so cool!”

Everyone else was sweating while eating. Even the demon god, who was originally extremely impatient with this kind of social interaction, widened his eyes slightly after taking a bite and silently took a few more bites with his chopsticks.

After eating and drinking, Zong Qinyuan asked them to have a good rest for the night and would continue to take them to visit the city tomorrow.

"By the way," he mentioned something casually, "Did anyone bring our auction item with them this time?"

The Magic Guild came to Morton City this time under the pretext of returning lost items. Of course, their real purpose was to see what changes would happen to the city after the change of ownership. However, they did not expect that there would be a demon with evil intentions traveling with them.

"Of course." The demon nodded slightly at him and signaled a wizard to take the things out of the bag.

But when Zong Qinyuan saw the scattered parts, an expression of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

He frowned and looked up at everyone: "What is this...?"

"Ahem," the mage also felt a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, we didn't know you were the owner at first. We were worried that it might be dangerous, so we took the initiative to dismantle it at our headquarters, but later on, for some reason, we couldn't put it back together."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and in the end, he felt so guilty that he didn't even dare to look Zong Qinyuan in the eye.

Gong Ming, who was standing behind Zong Qinyuan, took a glance at the pile of parts and found the clue. After all, this thing was originally handled by their technical team. He stepped forward and said to Zong Qinyuan in a low voice: "There is a part missing."

Zong Qinyuan shifted his gaze to "Alpha" standing in the front. The young man had a familiar honest appearance, but the gentleness and cheerfulness in his eyes were gone, replaced by a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

He stared at Zong Qinyuan with his sinister eyes, and asked as if provoking him:

I did it, what can you do to me?

Zong Qinyuan laughed. He didn't know that this demon god who had lived for thousands of years still had such a youthful temperament. He was even worse than him, a middle-aged man who had been tortured by life for more than forty years.

"It's okay. We can just send it to the Aerospace Department for inspection." He waved his hand, signaling Gong Ming to put the things away. "Don't take it too seriously. This trip is mainly to let everyone see the changes in Morton City. Please believe in our sincerity."

Naturally, everyone nodded in agreement. Seeing that Zong Qinyuan was not successfully provoked, the Demon God sneered, turned around with some boredom, and went straight back to the room.

"Don't mind it," Coco's sweet voice rang out in the silence as everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. She stepped forward past the crowd, took the initiative to extend her hand to Zong Qinyuan, and said with a smile, "Alpha may be a little tired today, so don't disturb him and let him rest first."

"I would like to extend my regards to you, Mo Da, on his behalf. After all, you helped me realize a long-cherished wish before."

Zong Qinyuan looked at her and blinked at him. Since he had just heard about this person's identity from Gong Ming, the two of them were just pretending to be ignorant even though they knew the truth.

He smiled and held Coco's, no, it should be said that Ms. Tina's hand:

“It’s my honor.”

Late at night, everything is quiet.

The demon god who had been dozing in bed suddenly opened his eyes, slowly sat up like a zombie, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The image in the mirror flickered like a short circuit in an instant, and the originally pale young man was rapidly dehydrated and turned into a shriveled, unrecognizable zombie in just a few seconds!

His limbs were as thin as sticks, and his skin and hair were withered and blackened like dried leaves - if someone saw this scene, they would probably be so scared that they would scream on the spot.

The demon raised his hands to cover his cheeks and cursed softly.

And when he put his hand down again, his whole body had returned to its original appearance.

His power was constantly being plundered, causing his original body to be unable to control the activities of this puppet body around the clock. He almost exposed himself several times while traveling during the day, but fortunately the group of mages did not notice... Suddenly, the Demon God remembered that it seemed that once when he was resting, that annoying woman saw his profile which had not been completely repaired.

But fortunately, the woman was a fool and didn't notice anything strange about him. She was still complaining to others about not bringing her favorite jewelry.

Thinking of Coco's innocent look, the devil couldn't help but sneer.

Once I get the key and control the city of Morton, none of these mages will be able to escape!

The original purpose of the Demon God coming here was to find the whereabouts of the other half of the key, but now the space station mentioned by Zong Qinyuan has aroused some interest in him.

Although the devil looks down on the so-called spaceships built by these inferior civilizations, maybe there will be unexpected gains?

"It's really interesting," Gong Ming put down the communicator in the technical department's base, shook his head and said, "I really doubt whether this demon god has been a vegetable for three thousand years and has become stupid because of sleep."

He pointed to the surveillance screen that sometimes had snowflakes and sometimes was clear and said:

"Look, the screen was full of snow when he was in the room, which means he had a device that blocked the signal, or he used some kind of magic that we don't understand yet. But now the screen has almost returned to normal. The person lying on the bed is obviously sleeping soundly, but the infrared tester shows that the bed is empty."

"Before, our technical department was always worried about what would happen if the surveillance was deceived by the illusion caused by the spell, so we installed more than a dozen infrared monitors and earthquake-level life detectors inside and outside the house where he lived. The result was..."

He sighed with some resentment:

"Really, it's totally useless."

Jin Xuan shrugged: "Who knows? Anyway, I just know that I'm leaving."

She put the gun on her waist, straightened her clothes, and suddenly raised her hand to make a fist towards Gong Ming: "Try to get rid of this bastard once and for all tonight. I haven't forgotten that he owes us a life. Wish me a good start!"

Gong Ming was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and bumped fists with her in his seat.

"Go ahead, Jin."

*

The city of Morton was deserted at night.

The members of the special task force responsible for night patrol walked in pairs on the streets illuminated by incandescent lights. The cold wind howled from the depths of the desert, making a terrifying low sound like a whimper.

The demon who didn't expect there was a street lamp thought something was wrong as soon as he went out. He hid his body in a dark corner, thought quickly for a moment, and simply transformed the puppet into the appearance of a special forces member, and walked out of the corner swaggeringly.

"Hey, where are you from?"

Not long after he walked out, he bumped into two members of the special action team who were walking towards him. Although the special action team had grown a lot after the second expansion, everyone still had a certain impression of each other's faces, and they always went on night patrols in pairs, so how come a lone person suddenly appeared?

The two men looked at each other and took the initiative to step forward to stop the demon.

The demon thought to himself, I'm looking for you. His hand hanging by his side moved slightly, and he was about to take action when he suddenly heard the sound of a drone coming closer and closer from the sky. According to the command center's requirements, each team will be equipped with a drone to follow when patrolling in Morton City to prevent accidents.

The demon god, who had once dismantled a drone with his own hands, frowned.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and gave the two ants in front of him a stiff smile: "I'm new here. Principal Zong...Principal Zong asked me to go to the space station to carry out a secret mission."

After half a day's observation, the Demon God had roughly figured out the common titles and intonations used by these students from the Desert University when they talked to each other.

He thought his disguise was perfect, but a member of the special operations team looked him up and down and suddenly asked, "Odd changes, but even changes don't?"

"……What?"

"Palace Jade Liquor?"

The demon's expression gradually became gloomy. He felt that the two ants in front of him were deliberately talking nonsense to tease him: "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing, nothing. Just ignore him. He has been obsessed with reciting poems lately. He wants to show off a few lines to everyone he meets."

Another member of the special forces team said seriously, slapped his companion on the back of the head, and greeted the demon very cordially:

"So you're on a secret mission. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Principal Zong also said that a group of new comrades will join the space station recently because they are working on a big project. We won't ask too many details. Oh, by the way, since you're new, you probably don't know about it since you just entered the city, right? The space station is over there. Go straight, turn left, and then turn left again and walk a distance and you'll arrive. Let's go, let's change shifts quickly. I'm so tired."

"That's right, I won't bother you anymore!"

The two of them exchanged glances, said a few words very kindly, and left quickly.

The demon was left standing there alone. Although he achieved his goal without taking any action, he always felt like something was wrong.

But thinking back on the conversation just now, it seemed that nothing was wrong. Could it be his illusion?

“…It’s really, really frustrating.”

The demon frowned and muttered to himself.

But soon, his long-standing arrogance about his own status and strength made him put this little episode behind him. He took a step forward with an expressionless face and strode towards the direction they had just pointed.

He wanted to see what was in there!