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"That...maybe I'm meddling in my own business."

Fujimaru Tachika squatted beside the stranger in the cloak, took out a biscuit from the cloth bag he carried and handed it to the man.

The old man whose face was hidden under the hood rolled his eyes, and his gaze first fell on the pancake, then stared at Fujimaru Tateka's face, and said in a voice full of vicissitudes:

"Useless pity is an evil! Unnecessary shame is also an evil!"

Fujimaru Tachika, who was holding the pancake, was stunned by the stranger's speech. He opened his mouth slightly and blinked a few times. He didn't know what to say for a moment. At the same time, he felt that what the old man said It also seems to have some truth.

"But... the old man still wants to thank you for your kindness."

The old man in the cloak took the pancake that Fujimaru Tachika was holding and put it in his arms, and stood up slowly while speaking: "Then I will give you a gift in return!"

The old man with a cane and Fujimaru Tachika who was holding a cloth bag stood opposite each other. Fujimaru Tachika waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be so polite."

However, the old man didn't pay attention to the young man's words, his voice was deep, powerful and majestic: "Listen carefully..."

Fujimaru Tachika and Mash stood subconsciously, listening carefully to the old man's next words.

"Uruk will encounter three storms in the future..."

"Third storm?" Fujimaru Tateka grasped the key points in the old man's words.

"Do not express understanding to those who hate; do not express approval to those who are happy; and do not express appreciation to those who are in pain, and never forget."

"It's stupid to talk about humanity to God!"

A strong wind blew suddenly, Fujimaru Tatsuka and Mash closed their eyes, and the old man in a cloak disappeared without a trace in the strong wind, as if he had turned into the wind.

When the storm subsided and the two opened their eyes again, there was no one else in the alley except the two.

Many previous signs can show that the old man is not an ordinary person, temperament, words, way of leaving...

"Senior, who was that person just now?" Matthew looked at Fujimaru Tachika a little excitedly.

"Yeah." Fujimaru Tachika nodded lightly, turned her head to look at Mash, "Uruk is about to encounter a storm..."

The angle of view is changed, and you come to another unmanned alleyway. It is already dusk, and there are few pedestrians in the street.

"Your Excellency has been with me for a long time, why don't you show up and see?"

The back of the old man in the cloak was straight, like a sword standing on the ground. The black cloak moved without wind, and a heavy sense of oppression descended from the sky, filling the narrow alleyway.

"Don't be excited, old man! I haven't found a suitable opportunity to talk to you, otherwise I would have chatted with you long ago~"

Dots of faint light spots emerged out of thin air, and quickly gathered in one place to form an illusory body of light, similar to a holographic projection.

Mu Yang said the newly made excuse, waved his right hand with a smile on his face, and said, "Hello, old man!"

Then I introduced myself: "It's our first meeting. My name is Mu Yang. You can call me Boss Mu. I came to you this time to invite you to participate in an event."

"Do you... like wrestling?"

The Old Man of the Mountain: "..." Are you asking an assassin if he likes wrestling?

I look like a reckless man who likes to fight head-on?

"Speaking of which, old man, you are quite arrogant, and you beat around the bush when you gave information..." After finishing the business, Mu Yang suddenly complained, "Although your behavior seems to be quite aggressive... eh? Old man, you did it on purpose What did you do then? Because that's more handsome!!!"

As he said that, Mu Yang showed a very fake shocked expression, as if he was deliberately provoking.

The Old Man of the Mountain: "..." It's hard, the fist is hard!

"The venue of the event is Ur, welcome to participate~"

After drawing the hatred, he dodges, and the phantom suddenly collapses, gradually dissipating into nothingness.

"Ur..."

The old man on the mountain stared at the front of no one, and muttered in his mouth: "An unexpected thing happened..."

The most critical problem is that he just told Fujimaru Tatsuka a hint, but there was a problem...

No, he had to go to Ur to investigate and confirm that the hint he gave was correct.

Thinking of this, the figure of the old man of the mountain suddenly disappeared, as if blown away by the wind.

At the same time, Mu Yang's holographic projection reappeared on the roof of an ordinary residential building, overlooking the magnificent buildings in the city center, Uruk's palace, Gilgamesh's residence, and the place where he handled government affairs.

Seeing the palace, a desire to complain came to my heart, and I wanted to complain about the temple of Quetzal, but in the end I still didn't say it.

"Do you want to invite Gilgamesh?"

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Yang slowly shook his head. Given Uruk's current situation, Gilgamesh probably wasn't in the mood to participate in fun activities.

The line of sight wandered across most of the city and landed on an ordinary residential house, where Fujimaru Tatsuka and others lived.

Fujimaru Tachika does not need to be invited. The problems of Ur City and the Alliance of the Three Goddesses are there. Fujimaru Tachika and others will undoubtedly go to Ur City and find the Temple of Eridu.

After a moment of silence, Mu Yang said to himself: "It seems... there are no other invitees..."

His eyes fell to the ground, and he struggled for a second or two on the question of "whether to invite the hostess of the underworld to participate in the wrestling event", so Mu Yang decided to ask.

Wrestling between beautiful girls is undoubtedly more entertaining than wrestling between rough guys... Maybe!

Unlike some worlds, the way to go to the underworld in the current world is very simple. In this world, the human world and the underworld are separated by thick rock formations. If you have a way to pass through the rock formations, you can successfully reach the underworld—the soul’s The destination, the so-called method includes blasting through the rock formation.

Mu Yang is naturally not that violent, he is currently in the state of mind avatar, the rock formations cannot hinder him who is incorporeal, he just needs to float for a while.

As for why it is so easy to go to the underworld, it is because except for a few special beings, the rest...whether they are gods, humans, or monsters...if they dare to enter the underworld to make troubles, their fate will undoubtedly be cold!

"(⊙o⊙) Wow! The scenery of the underworld...is eerie."

The illusory figure floated in midair, not affected by the rules of the underworld. After identifying the direction for a while, Mu Yang floated towards Ereshkigal.

And at the moment when Mu Yang entered the underworld, the hostess of the underworld——Ereshkigal also discovered that some kind of existence had entered the underworld.

"Not a god, not a human, not a fantasy species..."

In the center of the pitch-black crater is a relatively flat basin. One after another, pitch-black iron cages are inlaid in the mountain, like a burning soul flickering and emitting a faint light. The blond girl standing in the center of the basin raised her head and looked at the pitch-black The rock wall muttered to itself.

"……What will it be?"

"...Why did you come to the Underworld?"

Doubts emerged in his mind, and Ereshkigal easily located the intruder's location and at the same time saw the intruder's appearance clearly.

According to the setting, Ereshkigal is equivalent to the underworld itself, and everything in the underworld cannot escape her gaze.

But everyone knows it, the setting is used to break it, even if some existences wander in the underworld, Ereshkigal can't find each other.

Mu Yang came to invite Ereshkigal to participate in the event, so he didn't hide himself.

"...a bit like a ghost."

Looking carefully at the holographic projection version of Mu Yang, Ereshkigal described it this way, but she also knew that the existence in front of her could not be a ghost, but something else...

Ereshkigal just quietly observed "Mu Yang", watching him fly all the way in front of him.

"Who are you?" Ereshkigal frowned slightly, and asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"My name is Mu Yang. I came to you to invite you to an event."

It is still to introduce yourself first, and then send out the invitation.

Mu Yang had a serious expression and a low voice: "Do you... like wrestling?"

Ereshkigal: "?"

When I put a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that I think you have a problem.

Seeing Ereshkigal's puzzled expression, Mu Yang immediately explained: "The so-called wrestling is the necessary cultivation for a lady."

Although the original words of a certain lady crane are that wrestling is a necessary accomplishment for a lady, not wrestling.

But who knows that the pronunciation of the two characters "Jiao" and "Jiao" is very close!

Ereshkigal: "???"

Although I am an ancient person, don't try to fool me!

Sighing softly, Ereshkigal said, "Thank you for your invitation, but I can't leave the underworld."

"It's okay, I can take you away." Mu Yang waved his hand, indicating that what you said is not a problem at all.

Hearing that he was able to leave the underworld, Ereshkigal's heart fluttered for a moment, but the mood that had just stirred up waves calmed down in a blink of an eye, and his eyes swept across the iron cage containing the soul.

"No, I can't let go of my duties."

Although the voice is very soft, the seriousness contained in it cannot be ignored.

"Is that so..."

Mu Yang did not continue to persuade, but raised his hand to brush the void, and a virtual screen appeared, and the content on the screen was Ereshkigal, to be precise, it was the Ereshkigal that Mu Yang saw .

"What I see will appear on this screen, and I can hear what you say. Although I can't participate in the event, it's okay to be a spectator."

After finishing speaking, Mu Yang turned into a ball of light and flew towards the ground. After a few seconds of darkness on the screen, the scene reappeared was rolling mountains and the setting sun between them.

Ereshkigal stared blankly at the sunset: "..."

Mu Yang did not teleport, but flew at a speed neither fast nor slow. The scenery above the earth was taken into his eyes, and Ereshkigal had a panoramic view.

………………

At the same time, in the Temple of Eridu, Mu Yang, as the main body, logged into the group chat and posted event information.

"I will hold a wrestling event in three days, and those who are interested will come here."

Following this sentence is an address message.

The chat group, which had been quiet for a few seconds because Mu Yang hadn't held an event for a long time, suddenly became lively——

"Is this wrestling the one I know?"

"perhaps."

"Madara, do you want to compete?"

"Not interested in."

"Hey, I want to go play."

"The opportunity to make a fortune is here, I'm going to set up a stall!"

"Is there a market for medicines for bruises?"

"Look at the price and curative effect."

Dozens of various words burst out in an instant. Although Boss Mu didn't mention the prizes of the event, there were prizes in previous events, so the group members were not worried at all.

Some group members said that they would participate in the wrestling conference, some group members were going to set up a stall, and some group members said that they had no idea and wanted to be an ordinary audience.

Of course, there are also some group members who are busy recently and unable to participate in the activities, and there is a sense of regret in their words.

There are people who are interested, and naturally there are people who are not interested, and some group members are not interested in this activity.

After a few minutes……

Some members of the group who moved faster had already arrived near the Temple of Eridu.

Looking at the lush jungle, several members of the group sighed: "It's so hot! There are so many mosquitoes... they are not small!"

Then he looked around and found the Eridu Temple not far away, and immediately walked there.

At this time, Quetzalcoatl was arranging the venue for the competition. Although the conditions were limited, Quetzal had no intention of keeping it simple at all, and was trying to make up for it...

And Mu Yang, who can easily create the venue for the competition, has no intention of intervening for the time being. He is watching a play... no, he is thinking about how to arrange the venue.

After all, the number of people who will come to participate in this event is estimated to be quite large, and the current venue area of ​​more than 90.00% will not be enough, so the area needs to be expanded.

But there were also other buildings near the temple of Eridu, which were temporary dwellings for those who had been taken captive.

move?

no need!Quetzal, who has not changed his mind, will not allow it either.

Of course, this little problem can't hinder the expansion, Mu Yang didn't take this matter to heart at all.

"Boss Mu, we're here."

Mu Yang looked over at the prestige, and a few familiar faces came into view, they were Zhan Guo, Karp, Zefa and others.

"You...have time to participate in the event?" Mu Yang was surprised.

Mu Yang wouldn't be surprised if Karp came alone, after all he often skips work and comes out to play.

But Zhan Guo and Zefa are different. They are very serious about their work and will not skip work.

"Today's holiday?"

"No."

Warring States shook his head, and then explained: "I am ready to retire, so I have recently handed over the affairs to Kuzan, Sakasky and Polusalino."

"Oh~" Mu Yang's gaze turned to Garp and Zefa.

"Hahaha... I have retired a long time ago." Garp laughed, he was the first to retire among the three.

"Today is a day off," Zefer said.

As he said that, several familiar faces appeared in Mu Yang's field of vision.

A certain drug king and his father greeted Muyang, and then went to visit the surrounding area to choose the location of the stall.

The group members arrived one by one, and the place gradually became lively.

Quetzalcoatl looked at the people in different clothes, as if wondering where so many people came from.