Chapter 301: Breaking the Tomb? Breaking the Meng Tomb?

Boom, boom.

The sound of a cane tapping the ground came from far away and gradually became louder than the noise of the party. It attracted the attention of all the members. Suddenly, an old man wearing Loen's traditional black and white suit and carrying a simple cane walked out of the corner and appeared.

The old man was not wearing a black robe or a hood, but only a half-iron mask. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he said:

"Sorry, I've been a bit busy lately...

"Am I late?"

Klein immediately stood up, smiled and waved. Fors also recognized that it was Old Blue, and she felt relieved. Klein's abnormal behavior at the door had really made her a little worried! But now it's good, the person who can completely control the situation has arrived!
She casually glanced at the two people who had asked for "divination", but found that they instantly became tense and stiff, as if they recognized the visitor! Do they know Old Blue?! Fors silently memorized this information.

However, the first person to speak was not them, but the "lovable" fat pharmacist:
"Oh, old man, I've been waiting for you!

"I won't say any more, 'Man Buddy'. If you give me ten, I'll give you one more! How's that?"

Old Blue sat on the stool brought by the waiter, put his right leg on his left leg, took out his wallet from his inner pocket, counted out the bills and handed them over, smiling and replied:

"Well, you are a really good person."

"Hey! Those who like that are not bad people!" The fat pharmacist was very happy. Recently, fewer and fewer people bought this kind of potion, and he didn't dare to sell it to the nobles... He hurriedly handed 11 potions to the waiter and asked him to pass them on to the kind man who was old but young at heart.

Leonard and Peiman were dumbfounded. What was going on? A wolf had entered the sheep's den. Why did you guys welcome him? Didn't you know he was the Mandated Punisher? Or were they the only two sober sheep? Should we leave first to avoid being eaten later? But they looked at each other and quickly calmed down. It was best not to act rashly or reveal that they were sober! Otherwise, they would definitely be the first to be eaten!
At this moment, the members who had not sold their materials before all had their eyes light up, and began to sell their extraordinary materials to this old man, who was an extremely generous and wealthy man!

Old Blue picked out a few materials that reached the Sequence 7 level and bought them, then sat quietly, like a serious member who would be very welcome at any extraordinary gathering.

Klein and Fors did not choose this time to talk to the old man sitting next to them. They also bought a piece of material and watched the party go on.

Suddenly, a figure wearing a black cloak and obviously a female figure stood up, came to Old Blue, and said in a female voice that he was very familiar with:
"I have an item that I would like to discuss with you alone."

Klein was stunned for a moment. He had a deep impression of this voice. It was the resentful spirit from the two-person "Temperance" group that day! Did Old Blue come here just for them? As Old Blue said, the other party was going to join the "Murder Festival"?

Old Bruce seemed to have expected this, he stood up and said with a smile:

"can."

Then, he nodded to Klein and the other man, and followed the waiter and Sharon into a room inside.

The fat pharmacist opened his mouth and said hesitantly: "Damn, that woman won't..."

"Stop! Pharmacist, there are some things you can't say carelessly. You will pay the price for your mouth sooner or later!" The Eye of Wisdom stopped him and announced:

"The party continues. Of course, today's time is quite long. We will end it in a few minutes."...

Old Blue sat down on a chair in the room and said:

"Have you thought it through? Do you want to join the 'Fishman Festival'? What about Maric? Why are you the one who came to the party today?"

"..." The woman took off the black cloak covering her body, revealing her long light golden hair, delicate face, and black Gothic court dress. She bit her lip and bowed deeply to the old man.

"I will join your organization. Please save Maric... He will join as well. We will work for the 'Fishman Festival'!"

Old Bruce was stunned. He frowned and asked:
"What happened to Maric? The demigods from the 'Indulgence Faction' are chasing us? But if you use the spell I gave you, the demigods will be able to escape, right?"

Sharon straightened up, her delicate face became paler, and she spoke quickly:

"No, it's not the Indulgence Party. Someone at a party that Maric attended discovered the tomb of an ancient noble. They hope to recruit a strong enough team to completely excavate the tomb..."

"… Maric joined? Ancient nobles? Duogu, the Fourth Epoch? Which nobles?" Old Bru was confused. What was going on? Didn't Maric not participate in the "Journey to Amon's Tomb to Death"? Could it be that he became arrogant after getting the demigod-level talisman?
"It is indeed from the Fourth Epoch. They brought back some items during their initial exploration. A member who is good at ancient history determined that the owner of the tomb belongs to the Tudor Dynasty of the Fourth Epoch, and the family name is Amon." Sharon hesitated and said:
"Before he left, Maric asked me to do some divination to see if he should join them... I came to the conclusion that it was dangerous but acceptable... So he went. It was my fault! Please help Maric!"

Old Blue held his forehead with his right hand and said, "Why did you bother Amon for no reason? If you get that stuff on you, you'll still be disgusting even if you wash it off!"
"You went in too? Have you found Maric? How is he doing?"

"Yes, I had planned to rescue Maric no matter what, but as soon as I entered the mausoleum, I ran into Maric who was desperately crawling to the outer area...

"He, he..." Sharon's face showed a trace of fear, and she said in a trembling voice:

"Marichi's hair has turned completely white, his skin has many wrinkles and dark spots, his muscles have atrophied... It's like he has aged in a short period of time... He seems to have lost decades of life out of thin air!"

Old Bruce rubbed his temple and said helplessly:
"It's normal for you people from the Southern Continent to not understand the affairs of the Northern Continent, especially the distant Fourth Epoch... Forget it, it would be strange if you really understood Amon...

"What do you want me to do? Help Maric regain his lost time? No, I can't do it, and no one in the current Extraordinary World can do it either."

The light in Sharon's eyes seemed to have disappeared, and she murmured:
"No, it won't be like that. Even if I have to exchange my time for his time...

"Please, please, you are of such a high status, there must be a way..."

Old Blue had a headache. The one who could interfere with "time" must at least be a "Fate Trojan Horse", right? He only had a "parasite" in his hands, and sitting in the party outside was a half-crippled "Time Worm" who had at most the strength of a saint...

Should we catch a monkey? Old Blue fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)