stjorthotic Chapter 127 127: “Captured”
Chapter 127 127: “Captured”
"Refine Peter Pan? Sony gasped, "That old pan? In your hand?"
That's it? That's the favor? It's not even a big thing!
Aon nodded at Sony and smiled sheepishly.
"Hehehe, yes, I only need your help to refine my weapon. I have the weapon refining guidance here and all the features I want to add to my frying pan..."
As for the money...
Hehe, he had none.
"So...can you help me? I really don't know other weapon refiners who are better than you."
Sony's ears twitched and his cheeks immediately flushed red.
"Hohoho, you found the right person!" Sony patted his chest with pride and continued to blabber, "I'm one of the best weapon refiners around my age. You won't be disappointed!"
Looking at Sony acting like that, it seemed that the matter was set in stone.
Sony didn't even mention the fee and just promised to help Aon refine Peter Pan.
Let's hope that Sony won't find out that Peter is a weapon spirit...
If he did...
Aon still believed in Sony's personality. He might be a jerk, but he's a sincere weapon refiner.
No weapon refiner would treat a weapon spirit badly because for them, it was like their dream goddess.
The only worry would be whether Sony would let go of Peter Pan if he knew about Peter's identity...
Just like that, Aon kept Peter Pan for now and waited until Sony left this world.
The filming went smoothly and maybe Sony was inspired or what, he even contacted Melan and asked him to be a cameo, thus giving Melan a piece of this pie.
Everyone was happy, but the other contestants were not.
The survivor team kept their word and started to
Aon looked at the contestants and sighed.
"I want to help, but these survivors are all professionals. They're here to save stranded survivors, so..."
They might not let the survivors they had rescued roam around in such a dangerous world.
The group of contestants groaned in unison.
"This is all your fault! Why would you be involved with those natives anyway?"
"We don't care! You have to help us leave this place without the natives bothering us. If you can't..."
"Don't expect us to let you go!"
The group of contestants were dead serious.
They were serious enough that someone could be dead.
Aon and Melan swallowed nervously and swore that they would find a way.
If there wasn't a way...
Then make one!
This means, they had to go and talk to the group of natives with a series of bullsh*t so that their "companions" could do what they had to do.
It's okay, the ultimate goal was to waste as much time as possible so that the contestants would have to rush to finish their assignment!
Melan and Aon exchanged glances in the air and both of them immediately understood the other party's thoughts.
An evil smile bloomed on both the devil's handsome faces.
"Okay, guys, we will go to the top floor and talk to the natives. In the meantime, maybe you guys can do something..."
Such as designing the runway stage or gathering the materials needed to build the stage.
The contestants didn't think that there was anything wrong with what Melan and Aon said, so they just watched the two people walk up the stairs.
Little did they know that the two devils secretly found Bob, who was also resting at the same building and assigned him a mission.
"Bob, keep an eye on those humans. The ones living on the lower floors. If they want to escape...please tell us!"
The audience who heard what the two people said felt like eating a fly.
[Why are these two people so insidious? I love it!]
[Lololol. They suddenly become a villain. I didn't expect this.]
[But how do these two convince the natives to let the contestants roam around the area? Show them that some of the contestants are transcendent people?]
The audiences were curious so they watched Melan and Aon walk to the rooftop and waited until the leader, the little kid, returned from searching all over the small area.
When the two people saw the little boy, they immediately pounced on him and shouted on top of their lungs,
"Leader! Leader! There's an emergency!"