Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1649: Chapter 376: Now

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Facing the seemingly kind invitation from the man in the suit, Teacher Prin shook his head, “No thanks, I’m afraid of tooth decay.”

“Only kids are afraid of eating too much sweets will cause tooth decay,” the man in the suit laughed lightly and then said, “Are you wondering who I am?”

“I am indeed curious,” Teacher Prin nodded.

But the man in the suit shook his head and said, “But I have already lost interest in telling you… because similar things have happened so many times that all your reactions are dull to me. So this time, just go on being puzzled… Of course, you can call me Joe.”

“Joe?” Teacher Prin was taken aback, as if thinking of something, instinctively said, “Mr. Smith’s missing son is also called Joe.”

Joe suddenly looked up at the sky, calmly saying, “In about ten seconds, another guest will arrive… Oh, actually, just one guest.”

“??” Teacher Prin showed a puzzled expression.

Yet Joe and the Black Cat at this moment were eating ice cream popsicles on their own… Time, time quickly passed — ten seconds.

“What is that!” exclaimed Mai Rada.

Under the night sky, a huge machine with a metallic sheen was flying rapidly under the effect of thrusters… The sci-fi scene seemed somewhat like a movie, making Teacher Prin slightly move his lips… well, he knew weird things in this world were plenty, he didn’t mind having a few more.

“These are powers hidden by the Black Religious Congregation,” Joe slightly narrowed his eyes, “The Commander of the Black Religious Congregation, a human with very strong mental abnormal power… But humans are peculiar creatures; low starting point, yet the potential belonging to humans is one of the highest.”

“So?”

Joe calmly said, “So it’s not strange for an era to give birth to one or several humans with great power.”

“Like me?” Teacher Prin suddenly said.

“You?” Joe shook his head, “You are not… strictly speaking, you are not an artifact of the era — why would I say this to you? This is quite an uninteresting matter… All I want is just your power.”

Probably due to the confidence in the power to let everything wither and bring death to the world, Teacher Prin was not too shaken… In his impression, when he traveled around before, there were always some magicians or wizards who wanted to acquire his innate abilities.

And now the grass on their graves is quite tall.

“Let’s solve the Commander of Black Religious Congregation first,” Joe sighed, “Next, there will be a slightly troublesome priest… This is the guy who always requires significant effort to suppress every time.”

Teacher Prin couldn’t help but frown… Was he referring to Father Strala?

But at this moment, the black cat, after swallowing the ice cream completely, jumped up instantly… Teacher Prin distinctively saw that tiny wings grew on the hind legs of this black cat.

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Under the night sky, ultimate warriors, like the knight formation reuniting on an ancient battlefield… Among the crowd of mighty ultimate warriors, there was also a specially styled, king-like oversized warrior: Emperor.

The life span could hardly be counted by hours, unable to extend his life any longer, the Commander of the Black Religious Congregation, now had blood flowing from his eyes, ears, nose, and even eyes due to the insanely skyrocketing mental abnormal power.

What really means oil runs out and the lamp goes dry… is when even the wick is almost burned out.

“Cough cough… I can still hold on…”

Commander Charles, a legend as he was, his life story traces back to the first wave of migration from the Oth Continent to the North American Continent.

Undoubtedly, he was heaven’s favorite, born with remarkable talent, understanding how to exploit the potential of his mental abnormal power… He was discovered by the previous Commander of the Black Religious Congregation and secretly trained to inherit the Commander’s position.

Charles did not disappoint the previous Commander, soon replacing him, and successfully led the Black Religious Congregation to establish roots on the North America continent.

He lived a secluded life, always striving to complete the century-long grand plan of the Black Religious Congregation — before his body began to break down, he was almost the perfect cultivation of a Commander, dedicating everything to the position of Commander — until he understood he too would face a day of death.

Yet his mental abnormal power still grew, seemingly without limit… this was Charles’ greatest despair, his body could not withstand it, but his power kept increasing.

“The world should not be this way…” In the cockpit of the Emperor, inserted with various infusion tubes, each second consuming thousands calculated in precious pharmaceuticals, Commander Charles looked only forward, seemingly obsessed, “I want new life… I cannot end my life like this, I want rebirth… I want…”

At this moment, a black cat suddenly appeared on the cockpit screen!

This black cat was stepping on the head of a nearby ultimate warrior… as if through the screen, directly meeting Charles’ gaze!

Suddenly, Charles felt a rare thrill of the heart… it was derived from the Capital of his powerful mental abnormal power — a judgment of danger!

This black cat has the power to kill him!

In his long life, similar judgments were made several times, and because of this, he successfully escaped death several times… Yet now, even if he escapes, facing him is still the approaching death!

“No one can stop me! Let alone just a cat!!”

Furious, the Commander’s brain cortex fluctuated wildly… A huge number of ultimate warriors received instructions, and their electronic eyes instantly shone with red light.

“Same lines, bald heads shouting incapably, I’m fed up…” at this moment, the Black Cat spoke human words.

Charles almost thought he misheard.

In the blink of an eye, the Black Cat jumped from the ultimate warrior it was standing on, its claws seemingly possessing incredibly sharp attributes, those armors of warriors supposedly made from the strongest alloy on earth were torn open easily by its claws!

As for weapons… at this moment, facing a small figure of the Black Cat intruding into the formation, the weapons equipped on ultimate warriors brought themselves destructive disasters!

Watching those warriors fall one by one, due to stray bullets or being ripped through the head by the Black Cat, or having important circuits bitten off, Charles inside the Emperor was glaringly furious… Not that he mourned the ultimate warriors created through immense fortune and manpower lost, but because he was enraged over someone blocking his path to rebirth, moreover… just a cat!

“You know? Not many can match my speed.”

Unbeknownst when the Black Cat stood at the cockpit door of the Emperor, its pair of paws directly inserted into the door, violently tearing open the door!

In the cockpit, fragile Charles was instantly exposed to the air… outrage, fear, disbelief, rich expressions flickered on his face, finally, leading to the collapse of this Commander’s sanity.

“Die —!!”

In an instant, a huge storm formed over the entire small town… even the sea at this moment was wildly raging, like a hurricane arriving!

As the word ‘die’ was shouted from Charles’s mouth, his brain expanded… The result of the expansion was, the fragile brain couldn’t withstand the pressure due to the skull’s firmness, directly beginning internal explosion!

Vast mental abnormal power at this moment, as if the crumbled building blocks… The hurricane, just formed, dissipated directly.

In the cockpit of the Emperor, Charles’ body had completely lost vitality… his head had already exploded, blood and brain matter staining the entire cockpit.

The Black Cat, disgustedly pinching its nose, shook its head saying, “What a pity, this was almost power that could rival the gods. You died the most frustrated…”

Shaking its head, the Black Cat finally jumped into the cockpit.

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Ultimate warriors fell from high above one after another… crashing into the streets and buildings of the small town, bringing not a small amount of destruction.

Finally, the Emperor fell together.

At the moment the Emperor hit the ground, the Black Cat had already returned to the square, coming to Joe’s side… And at this moment, the Black Cat was holding a light orb in its mouth, cold white with a hint of golden glow.

“Thank you for your hard work, Hermes,” Joe said softly, and with a wave of his hand, the light orb in the Black Cat’s mouth flew directly into his palm—a small box with red and blue buttons instantly absorbed the light orb.

The Black Cat didn’t speak, seemingly as if it had done something trivial, it started licking its paws and then… wiped its face.

“What is that?” Teacher Prin looked at the box in Joe’s hand, feeling a bit mysterious.

Joe glanced at him, remained silent for a moment before saying, “A broken object.”

“Broken?” Teacher Prin felt even more surprised.

“Broken, but still usable.” Joe chuckled, “It’s something left to me by a very interesting big sister, but unfortunately… I may never see her again.”

“Why?” Teacher Prin asked in astonishment, “You also possess the power of death; you could completely summon the deceased.”

“Because it’s broken,” Joe shook his head, “Therefore, I cannot reach the time where she exists, I can only…”

Only what, Joe did not say, and at this moment, another person already entered the small town square… Paladin Vasco!

However, what caught people’s attention was that on this occasion, the esteemed Paladin Vasco was wearing a self-portrait of Priest Strala, the style was rather peculiar.

“Evildoers… is it you… playing with the souls of the residents of this small town?!” Vasco completely upholding the virtues of the Holy Church Paladin, his body erupted with divine power, “I will absolutely not let evil prevail!”

“Paladin,” Joe looked at Vasco at this moment, suddenly smiled and said: “Speaking of which, I still have to thank the Holy Church… after all, you brought me several Descending Angels.”

“What did you say?!” Vasco couldn’t help but feel both shocked and angry.

But Joe didn’t speak, reaching towards Vasco and seemingly directly grabbing his heart through the air, the seasoned Paladin with a body as solid as steel suddenly fell to the ground in pain.

Simultaneously, the self-portrait stuck to Vasco by Priest Strala also suddenly ignited… After the portrait completely burned out, the body trembled wildly, issuing painful growls.

Joe’s hand slightly closed, pulling through the air… As if something, would soon be extracted from Vasco’s body!

But at this moment, a small shadow directly lunged at Joe… Hermes the Black Cat seeing this, jumped up, colliding with the small shadow coming at him.

After separating… Hermes the Black Cat landed, instinctively checked his forelimb, a bone-deep wound already visible.

The Black Cat’s gaze was heavy as it looked ahead… On the square’s floor now squatted a pudgy golden tabby.

Atang!

Atang’s eyes shone brightly at this moment, looking at the Black Cat, full of a predatory hunger.

“I might not be tasty,” Hermes the Black Cat shook his head, licking the wound on his forelimb… The wound had already healed.

At the same time, as if something bounced Joe’s hand away… He withdrew his hand, shaking his head with a bit of helplessness.

Vasco Paladin’s face still pale, but the feeling of death had vanished from his heart… All this, only because of a hand resting on his shoulder—a hand from Priest Strala!

At this time, Priest Strala was wearing a formal black priest robe, with a thick book of Scripture in his hand—but Vasco clearly saw a Playboy magazine tucked inside the Scripture.

However, thankfully this fellow finally wore leather shoes this time, rather than running out in flip-flops, thus not completely embarrassing the Holy Church.

“Strala?” Vasco hesitated.

“Rest assured, for the sake of having slept with your sister back then…” Priest made a diagonal cross on his chest, and then nodded, “I’ll give you an eighty percent discount on the appearance fee.”

The seasoned Paladin immediately retrieved the feeling in his heart, wishing to stab this old scoundrel right in the behind with a sword.

But Priest Strala at this moment did not bother with Vasco, with a big wave of his hand, directly patted Vasco’s back, pasting a self-portrait of even more peculiar style, then hummed, “Trash Vasco, roll over to the side, as a background figure you should have the awareness of a background character! Quickly give me the passerby’s exclamations for my joy!”

“Why don’t you go to hell!!” The angry seasoned Paladin at this moment paid no mind to the enemy before him, having a sword-wielding life-and-death duel impulse with this rogue priest.

“Go help Atang,” Priest Strala suddenly said.

Vasco frowned, then taking a deep breath, quietly approached Atang.

Priest at this moment looked at Joe, then at Teacher Prin, couldn’t help but frown, “Are you two brothers?”

Teacher Prin shook his head, unsure whether it was unknown or denial.

Joe simply smiled, “Priest Strala, thank you for having baptized me in the past, though it’s a pity you didn’t become my godfather.”

“What nonsense?” Priest Strala glared at Joe at this moment, “Don’t relate to me here, every year I baptize dozens of newborns at least! Why should I remember you! Don’t compare me with those garbage priests who fancy handsome boys! I like beautiful girls!”

“You are always so interesting.” Joe smiled cheerfully.

Priest Strala directly spat… Literally spat, and spat at Joe!

But this spit, like a bullet, went with the sound of breaking through the air!

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Meanwhile.

Outside the small town square, on the Clock Tower.

Boss Luo at this moment slowly exhaled and released the Maid’s hand from his grasp… He glanced at You Ye, revealing a slight smile, “Barely… there’s still one day left.”

The reason for releasing the Maid’s hand is… There’s no need to hold the Maid’s hand for sharing the vision of the river of time variables.

The reason is… These variables have already stopped and returned to stability.

“It will soon be replenished.” The Maid said without expression at this moment.

Seemingly somewhat unhappy… about this rampant evaporating time action.

But she obviously still felt heartache for him, because with only one day of time left, it had already started to increase after the recent conversation ended.

Boss Luo, however, smiled and said: “I should be able to make it in time to prepare breakfast… May I serve you, mademoiselle?”

“My pleasure.” The Maid smiled.

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