Chapter 229 I Feel a Little Uneasy

This may not do much, but it's better than nothing.

At least that guy will become mentally unstable and confused for a few weeks due to these contaminations, which will make it much easier to deal with.

The side effect is that this state does not last, and now Evander has no way to control the timing of its onset.

"Turn around, Johnson."

Evander asked Riya to twist around and rip a piece of paper from his back.

It was a red ticket, and it was unknown when it would appear there. This was a clear provocation to Evander.

"Once a person targeted by this thing breaks the contract, they will be plagued by bad luck within the next month. It is really in line with their style to come up with the idea of ​​using the mysterious item 'bad luck confetti' to make tickets."

The circus has produced many tickets for distribution. Even if Riya gets rid of one through sacrifice, many more will follow.

The price of using doomed confetti is bones. There is no shortage of people in the circus, and those "animals" with heinous distortions are the best proof.

"Are we going?"

Riya looked at the ticket: "It's not just us. If Bucklowey wants to hold a grand circus show, he will definitely invite more audiences. These audiences must be of distinguished status, at least middle and upper class. Only then are you eligible to get this ticket.

Externally, this thing will be praised by the nobles, claiming that it is hard to find, and then take the opportunity to make a huge sum of money to fund the circus performance. "

"You are really good at inferring... You guessed it right, they will indeed act like this."

Evander handed the ticket to Riya: "The bad luck of the bad luck confetti will be fatal. Even if you are a patient, you probably don't want to be hit by a car and then crushed to a pulp for a month to survive without dying." cannot.

I'll go with you and see what the so-called leader's intentions are. "

"But there's only one ticket."

"Why don't you just go to the spot and grab a copy of this thing? It's so troublesome to use it."

Bucklowe had no intention of giving Evander a ticket and made it clear that he was not welcome, but there were really not many people who could stop Evander from getting in.

So the matter was decided, and the date on the ticket stated that the performance would be two days later. During this period, Riya continued to study her extraordinary abilities.

He discovered that his tentacles were shared with the little Shivall, and he could also learn to exude strong acid like it did. For example, Ria now held a Shivar coin in her hand, and it could be corroded and recast into a sharp weapon.

If used properly, this method can kill people invisible. After all, who would guard against a small coin, but Riya always felt a sting in her heart when she looked at this thing, as if she saw her most important thing being destroyed. Same.

"Is this thing so important to me?"

After Riya endured the discomfort with his eyes open, he felt that the symptoms were relieved a lot. He experimented with a plastic jar, filled it with coins, and then stared at the jar.

Suddenly, there was a loud "pop" sound.

The jar was pierced by coins that suddenly turned into countless steel needles. There was still acid left on the coins that corroded its surface completely.

"The combination of these memetic abilities is truly magical."

After saying that, Riya picked up the steel needles with her tentacles and stuffed them into her hat and shook them a few times, and they turned back into their original coins.

"Ouch!" Little Shival clapped his claws at the side. He opened his mouth and spit out a golden object from his throat and held it to Riya. Riya took it and found that it was a gold coin.

"Put this thing away. We are not rich enough to use gold coins to do magic."

Riya took the gold coin and examined it for a moment, feeling surprisingly better.

He polished the gold coin until it was reflective and stuffed it back into little Sval's throat.

“Although gold coins are very important, and we currently only have this lucky gold coin, this is just the beginning.

When you get rich in the future, maybe you can sleep on the Jinshan Mountain. Wait, is it an exaggeration to say Jinshan Mountain? "

A gold coin may not seem like much, but this thing represents a hundred silver coins, ten thousand le, a million swal.

It is already something that many people from the lower class will never see in their lifetime. While many people are still working hard to get a few more Swaar wages, those nobles can already spend a lot of money for their own entertainment.

The cost of a circus performance reaches several hundred gold coins, which probably accounts for the gap between rich and poor.

"Joining the circus is indeed a good way to make money, but I can't join in with those lunatics. If possible, let's rescue all those poor patients."

Riya patted little Swale's head gently and smiled very gently: "Then slice their leader's meat into countless pieces like pine cones and hang them on the street lamp to dry and feed them to the maggots."

"I'm sure Mr Bucklowe will be relieved to hear that his family are being looked after well."

"Gu Gu Gu Gu!" Little Swale stretched out his tentacles to wrap around Riya's hand, moved his hand to his head, and then rubbed it himself.

Riya also felt something sharp on the side of its head, somewhat similar to a horn. Its feathers looked soft at first glance, but the roots were hardened. From time to time, she could also feel the eyes that were fluttering inside but not open. .

"I don't know what will happen when I go to watch the show. To be honest, I feel a little uneasy. I always feel that something bad is going to happen."

As he spoke, he took off his glasses, and his vision returned to darkness, but some of the golden eyes on his face opened automatically.

With them as his vision, Riya saw that the Swar in front of him was completely a black shadow with golden eyes, and there were blurred tentacles moving around from time to time at the edges.

Those golden eyes had scarlet irises on the edges, and they stared at Riya motionlessly, their eyes full of love and admiration for him, without reservation.

Just as Riya was observing it, another bird suddenly flew by.

This bird looked like a raven, huge in size, and even a little too fat, making people worry whether it could fly.

The crow just stared at Riya with a weird look, and it was silent. After a moment, he turned into a human, who was still fat, wearing a long coat, and a leather beak mask on his face.

"Who are you?"

Lia put on her glasses again and looked at him. The man sighed and shook his head: "It doesn't matter who I am, but sometimes I really can't guess what you are thinking."

"You actually want to watch that kind of circus performance, then I can only look forward to your reaction when you fight with Bucklowe."