How did it turn into a robbery in the blink of an eye!
Mo Yi sighed and shook his head, then leaned in to examine the man who had fainted. The man had golden hair and a decent appearance, dressed neatly. Mo Yi noticed several different colored lipstick marks on his cheek.
Fortunately, 006 had informed him that the man was just under the influence of a kind of hypnosis, and there was no harm to his body.
“We can’t acquire money this way,” Mo Yi said helplessly.
“Why not?” Bai Ren frowned, looking at Mo Yi. He didn’t quite understand what he meant. He had obtained the money through his own power, so what was wrong with that?
“Humans have their own rules,” Mo Yi replied simply, knowing that it wasn’t something that could be immediately understood with just a few words. After all, it took him a long time to adapt to human society and understand what was acceptable and what wasn’t.
Actually, even now, he didn’t really feel like he was completely human.
Although he did many good deeds for the sake of his and his companion’s luck, and to help his companion recover better, in reality, what he cared about most was his companion.
Looking at the unconscious man dressed nicely with a pouch full of money, Mo Yi picked up a gold coin from Bai Ren’s hand and chuckled awkwardly, “Well, let’s just take one…”
He had just said they couldn’t take it, only to contradict himself. It seemed like he hadn’t fully mastered the art of being a good person.
Feeling a bit guilty, Mo Yi took the rest of the money from Bai Ren’s hand, and put it back into the pouch. He whispered, “Brother, I’ll pay you back when I have money next time we meet!”
Then he hurriedly left with Bai Ren.
He didn’t want to stick around and risk being mistaken for a criminal once the man woke up. Today was turning out to be quite eventful—arriving and immediately being mistaken for a dine-and-dash thief, and now, “robbing” money!
Having roughly understood the current prices from 006, a gold coin was indeed quite valuable.
Of course, it couldn’t compare to the possessions of the wealthy, perhaps not even worth as much as a fan belonging to a rich lady. But for the poor, it was enough to live comfortably for a month.
The enormous wealth gap, the undervaluation of human labor, perhaps these are problems that appear more or less in every era.
Mo Yi didn’t intend to delve into this issue or find it interesting. He just felt that perhaps even time travel required physical strength.
At least now, having just finished a late-night snack before traveling back to time, his stomach was growling again, and then he heard the sound of crunching behind him.
“Hmm?”
Turning around, Mo Yi saw his companion pulling out the bitten apple from before, eating it with a serious expression on his face.
His lips twitched slightly. He was hungry, and yet his companion had food. Feeling a bit envious, Mo Yi asked Bai Ren, “Is it tasty?”
“Tasty,” the man replied. It was his first time trying human food, and he found it quite fascinating. He enjoyed it.
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He had always fed on emotions and belief power, and any sentient being, especially humans, with their complex emotions, provided ample nourishment for him. So he never had to worry about his power weakening. On the contrary, with the birth of the new world, the emergence and development of humanity had made him even stronger.
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But why was his follower staring at him?
No, more precisely, why was he staring at the apple in his hand?
This…
“Do you want some?”
Bai Ren tentatively extended the hand holding the apple towards Mo Yi.
As his follower, wishing and praying to him was, of course, allowed.
And it seemed that this mortal in front of him was craving the apple in his hand.
Was it because he had eaten it? Well, he truly was a fervent follower. In that case, he would bestow it upon him.
Mo Yi didn’t know what kind of adolescent thoughts were running through his companion’s mind. Seeing his companion’s gesture, he thought he was sharing with him and felt delighted.
Without taking it, he leaned over and took a big bite from the spot his companion had bitten.
“Delicious!” Mo Yi praised. The apple was crispy and sweet, truly delicious.
Not expecting to satisfy their hunger with just one apple between them, Mo Yi took another bite and then turned to look for a place to stay.
Whether it was a nice little restaurant or an accommodation, anywhere would do. He felt he needed some time to stop and adapt to this brand new world.
Bai Ren looked at the apple in his hand, now with a distinct bite mark where Mo Yi had bitten. This audacious mortal!
Bai Ren knew, with a god’s dignity, he should perhaps be angry now, but the truth was, he didn’t feel any anger at all. Perhaps it was because the other party’s actions seemed too natural.
After a moment of silence, he lowered his head and continued eating from the spot Mo Yi had bitten.
This fruit was really sweet, somehow even sweeter than before…
Thanks to 006, the system would gather knowledge from each world they visited to assist the host. So as Mo Yi walked through the streets, he also learned about where they were.
Uka City was truly a bustling city.
Passing through the previous street, Mo Yi received warm greetings from passing vendors on another street, with people hawking various goods.
Taking in the lively scene, Mo Yi bought two servings of hot egg pancakes and asked the vendor nearby for a reliable inn.
“It must be the Rose Hotel. The prices there are reasonable, they won’t overcharge, and they have amazing honey wine. Young master, you must go and try it,” the woman frying the pancakes said.
“Thank you.”
Mo Yi thanked her and surprised her by paying with a gold coin.
Seeing Mo Yi’s clothes, she only thought he was a wealthy foreigner who was naive about the world.
Once he got the egg pancakes, Mo Yi immediately split one with Bai Ren.
After taking a bite, he realized it was only sweet, perhaps because the seasoning used by the vendors in this era was still quite simple. But at least it was warm and freshly made, which was always nice.
Following the guidance of the vendor, Mo Yi and Bai Ren made their way towards the Rose Hotel.
Although it was called the Rose Hotel, the facade was small, and the location somewhat secluded. It didn’t look large and appeared to be a place only locals would know about.
For a first-time visitor, it wouldn’t be easy to notice this place.
Approaching the gate adorned with a large red rose, Mo Yi led Bai Ren inside, only to hear loud commotion emanating from within.
Pushing open the gate, they saw two drunkards causing a scene. Facing the beautiful female owner with inappropriate remarks, she stood beside a teenage boy who seemed to be a waiter, confronting the two drunkards indignantly.
However, it was evident that a woman and a young boy were no match for two intoxicated men. The alcohol had numbed their senses, or perhaps they were just rotten individuals who, emboldened by alcohol, sought to cause trouble when there weren’t many people around.
Just as one of the men with a hood attempted to grab the female owner, suddenly, a previously inconspicuous young man sitting in the corner stood up and shouted at them, “You villains, daring to harass a virtuous woman in broad daylight!”
Mo Yi’s attention was drawn to this person because of his out-of-place language. He realized the young man was Asian, like himself, and his attire was markedly different from the locals’.
While his olive green coat was a common style in this area, wasn’t the clothing underneath more akin to the short tunics common in the Xia’s ancient times?
Despite wearing a duckbill hat, it was apparent that he had long hair underneath.
This appearance, neither fully Eastern nor Western, led Mo Yi to suspect that this person might be from his own side’s ancient era, doing business or other activities here. It was quite likely.
However, despite the young man’s righteous words, he lacked intimidation.
Because he appeared chubby and short, like a large steamed bun, with facial features that were kind and gentle. Even if he tried to be fierce, he didn’t seem scary.
Mo Yi inexplicably recalled a pet magpie raised by a neighbor in a small world, fed so well by the neighbor that it became fat and friendly, always seeking affection from anyone who came near.
Mo Yi had made friends with that magpie and even walked it together. This person gave Mo Yi a similar feeling to that magpie.
“What nonsense are you spouting, kid? Why can’t I understand a word? But, who do you think you are, sticking up out of nowhere?” The drunkard glared threateningly at the chubby young man.
Shrinking back in fear, the intimidated young man was visibly scared, but he bravely stood in front of the woman nonetheless.
He even struck a martial arts pose. Mo Yi could tell that he had indeed received some training.
But perhaps it was just some basic training, a few rudimentary moves. His stance didn’t seem very stable.
Next, he spoke in the local language, albeit with a somewhat awkward accent.
“Yes, I won’t let you do this! I may not be someone important, but I won’t stand idly by. I am Mo Shao!”
Mo Shao?
Hearing this name, Mo Yi was taken aback. He was very familiar with this name. Mo Pei’er had spent over half an hour extolling the virtues of this ancestor of theirs, boasting about how powerful he was.
But a towering figure of eight feet, handsome and robust, with formidable martial arts skills?
Watching Mo Shao being easily overpowered and rubbed against the ground by the two drunkards after just a few moves, Mo Yi keenly felt the disparity between exaggerated propaganda and the reality of the product.
With a clatter, a compass commonly used by fortune tellers fell from Mo Shao’s body as he cried out in pain.
Well, at least it seemed he truly enjoyed studying esoteric arts.
And despite being so weak, he still stood up for justice. That showed a sense of righteousness and adventurous spirit.
In this light, Mo Yi’s impression of Mo Shao improved.
Rubbing his chin, Mo Yi felt like he should intervene. After all, when would they be able to find accommodation if this continued?
Just as the two drunkards, who had been happily beating up Mo Shao, heard a mocking laugh behind them, they looked up to see a young man with black hair and dark eyes, disdainfully staring at them.
Their triumphant expressions immediately turned to anger as they pointed at Mo Yi and snarled, “You pretty boy, what are you laughing at? Are you itching for a beating?”
Bai Ren, who had been standing expressionless in the background, heard this and instantly felt enraged.
How dare these two ignorant mortals provoke and insult his follower like this!
Bai Ren slowly raised his hand, intending to deal with these two directly, but his hand was restrained by Mo Yi’s quick action.
Mo Yi blinked at his partner, indicating that he could handle it himself, oblivious to the glazed look beside him. When Mo Yi turned to face the two drunkards, he squinted at them.
Licking his teeth, Mo Yi stretched lazily with his hands crossed in front of him, flexing his muscles with a light chuckle. “Let’s see who’s feeling itchy.”
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Wow Mo Yi! So handsome! Overbearing! Bai will be the silly cute evil god!
Mo Yi: I’ll show my husband how powerful I can be hehehehe
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😂The ancestor was cute at least
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