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Chapter 234 The Frightened Magneto

The contents of the wooden box.

Chu Mu's interest was aroused.

but.

He did not refute Magneto's question about the bartender. Chu Mu doesn't want to stand out if it's not necessary.

"Guest, look what you said..." The bartender responded confidently to Magneto's suspicion.

"I definitely know what's inside, but... no one knows the handwriting on it. It's not the writing of our country, nor is it English, French or Russian...

Not even the square civil servant from the East. "

Hear this.

Magneto raised an eyebrow.

"So, what's inside is a book? The Bible from Jesus himself?" Although Magneto doesn't read much, it doesn't mean he's not smart enough. After grasping the key points in the bartender's language, he immediately made a conclusion~ Reasonable conjecture.

Something that can be related to Jesus.

Magneto couldn't think of a few.

"Maybe? We don't know for sure. If you want to say it's a book... it should be correct." The bartender thought for a moment and said uncertainly.

"Most of the people in our town have not read the book for a few days. Whether it is the Bible or not requires people who know the text to identify it."

"Perhaps outside experts can translate it." The bartender shrugged. After saying something with a chuckle to Chu Mu and young Magneto, the bartender did not continue to mince words and directly opened the simple wooden box he placed on the table.

something inside.

Catched into the eyes of Chu Mu and Magneto.

Chu Mu must have known what was inside, and Magneto immediately leaned forward and looked inside the box.

"You are so lucky. I am the only one in the whole town who owns such a precious cultural relic. I can assure you that it is definitely a precious cultural relic."

In the wooden box opened by the bartender, there lay a severely yellowed booklet. It was a crumpled book-like thing about three to four centimeters thick. The texture of the paper is not straw paper, but a kind of leather.

Leather paper.

This was a common paper for writing and drawings in the Middle Ages. Magneto looked obviously disappointed when he saw the contents of the wooden box.

"That's it?"

Magneto smiled sarcastically.

"Can I touch it?"

There was no expression on Chu Mu's face. He spoke softly and looked at the bartender calmly.

There was no emotion at all in his deep eyes. But looking at Chu Mu, the bartender still felt panicked for no reason and quickly looked away.

"Definitely, in fact, if you can give me a hundred dollars, it will be yours." The bartender finally showed his wishful thinking at this time.

He wants money.

It's still a lot of money.

The stories related to Jesus that I told before are all setting the stage for this. He wanted to exchange the contents of the small box in front of him for a lot of money.

Although the United States is not yet the world's hegemon, the United States is the center of the Marvel universe after all. Therefore, in this era, the currency of the United States adopts the gold standard, so the US dollar is still a very valuable currency.

One hundred US dollars is not a small amount... This amount of money can be used as a landlord in today's Dragon Kingdom. Even in other slightly developed countries, it is still an extremely huge amount. of money.

"You want a hundred dollars for this crappy thing? Haha, at the flea market, I can buy dozens of them for one dollar." The young Magneto couldn't help but complain. The booklet immediately lost interest.

how to say.

There is another big mystery about Magneto.

That is, no matter what time, he always seems to be financially poor, as if he has five shortcomings and three shortcomings. He obviously has the ability to make money easily, but his life has always been relatively poor. One hundred dollars is an astronomical figure for Magneto today.

"Sir, you don't have to be ignorant, but you can't belittle my family's heirloom. This is a treasure obtained from the hands of Jesus."

The bartender glared at Magneto with some dissatisfaction.

how to say.

Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, Jesus' things were actually sold by him for a hundred dollars. It is estimated that Jesus himself would be furious when he found out.

Although one hundred dollars is indeed a lot, if it can really be related to Jesus, then any believer in God is probably willing to pay more money.

Because of this.

Magneto was very suspicious that the bartender was using fake stuff to deceive people.

"No one can really prove that it really comes from Jesus himself, right? All we know is just a story from your mouth."

Magneto felt more and more that the bartender was a liar. It was just a piece of shabby ancient parchment, but he had been waiting for so long for no reason, so that his tone of voice became not polite at all.

"Jesus did come to our town to preach! I believe you also know this! Otherwise, why would you foreigners come all the way to come to us?" the bartender retorted to Magneto with an angry expression on his face.

He vigorously placed the wiped cup on the table. The loud noise seemed to be venting his dissatisfaction with Magneto.

"I don't deny this, but it doesn't mean that the things in your box really come from Jesus. Can you provide any solid evidence?"

"you can not."

Magneto asked and answered himself with a slightly sarcastic expression. He was not worried about annoying the bartender at all, even if he annoyed a group of strong men, it was not a problem for him.

Anyone who can beat me.

The blood vessels in the neck are also fragile... The coins in Magneto's hand continue to flip, and it can be seen that he is very knowledgeable about his Ability.

"I definitely have evidence..."

The bartender still wanted to argue. He really wanted to use the things in his hands to exchange for himself enough funds to move to the city.

how to say.

Not everyone likes the leisurely and comfortable life in small towns. There are always people who long for the prosperous and exciting life in big cities.

"What evidence?"

Magneto wasn't the only one looking at the bartender.

The same goes for Chu Mu.

Probably because the bartender's target was Chu Mu, so after the bartender felt Chu Mu's gaze, he became a little less confident when he spoke.

"The small town... Many people in the small town can attest to this. Everyone in the town knows that my family has been favored by Jesus."

"He lived in my house when he came here. You can ask, my family has always had the reputation of being favored by God in this small town."

The bartender didn't lie.

Including the origin of the wooden box and the booklet in his hand, at least in the bartender's own mind, the contents of this box did come from Jesus. As for whether this is really the case, it is not something Chu Mu can detect through the bartender's memory.

It is probably the bartender's own ancestors, and they only heard from their older ancestors that the time of Jesus was not that long ago.

"Jesus is only the son of God, but he cannot represent God." Magneto is a serious person, and he immediately refuted the error in the bartender's words.

Jesus.

Christian object of worship.

According to the Bible, the virgin Mary was conceived by the Holy Spirit and gave birth to Jesus in Bethlehem, so he is indeed the Son of God.

The Chinese transliteration of "Jesus" is a translation of the Greek pronunciation. The Greek word for "Christ" is actually the Greek translation of "Messiah" in Hebrew.

It means "the anointed one".

Jesus Christ has many other titles and titles: Emmanuel, Son of God, Son of Man, Word, Mediator, High Priest, King, King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Lamb, Bright Morning Star, David Lord, Rabbi or Raboni, Nazarene, etc.

In a world without the extraordinary.

Many people think that the existence of Jesus is not a fact, but because Judaism does not allow Westerners to play with it, so Westerners came to him through the divine calculation of Judaism.

but.

That's just what Chu Mu heard before time travel. In an extraordinary world like the Marvel universe, God and Jesus are certainly not false.

The only problem.

It was Jesus who was active in this small town.

Is it the Son created by the local paradise of the Marvel universe, or the paradise involved in the [Heaven's Gate] brought by the forbidden animal's [Almighty Eye].

If it's the former.

The God of Marvel Heaven is nothing but God the Father.

But if it's the latter.

Its level is much higher.

"I definitely know this, sir. I'm just telling you that you can ask around. There is absolutely no lie in what I say.

The bartender's target is Chu Mu.

but.

Faced with Magneto's seriousness, he had to explain, otherwise, he was worried that Chu Mu would lose this business because of Magneto's attitude - in the eyes of the bartender, Chu Mu had the capital to spend a hundred dollars to buy a legend. Heritage people.

"Small town legends can be found everywhere. They don't make any sense. Let me guess, your family heirloom doesn't have any magical qualities, does it?" Magneto smiled contemptuously, his tone full of certainty. .

…Please give me flowers…

"It...it's just a book. It definitely doesn't have any magical abilities. If it had magical abilities, I wouldn't be willing to sell it so cheaply."

The bartender still responded confidently. He was not a fool. Naturally, he wanted to use the pamphlet because he could not study the secrets of the pamphlet. The so-called linguists found outside could not understand the pamphlet at all. Come and exchange money.

Something given by Jesus.

The gimmick is indeed sufficient.

But for the family that has owned this thing for generations, it is obvious that this thing has not brought any good luck to his family.

otherwise.

How could he sell alcohol in his hometown town? In fact, after possessing this book, many members of his family died of illness.

Because of this.

The bartender has been full of fantasies about this thing since he was a child, and now he just wants to use it to exchange money, and then start his own life in the city.

Perhaps this booklet has a meaning.

Let our family exchange it for a sum of money, and then go to the big cities to find opportunities to make a fortune... The bartender's idea is that simple.

"It's ridiculous, you...

Magneto wanted to say something else.

However.

at this time.

Chu Mu suddenly spoke.

"One hundred US dollars, it's very reasonable. After all, it is a family inheritance." For Chu Mu, one hundred US dollars is definitely not a big amount.

He simply took out ten U.S. dollars of this era, all with a face value of ten U.S. dollars, and handed them directly to the bartender.

"My God...Sir, you are really rich." The bartender was obviously overwhelmed by Chu Mu's arrogance.

Although he could guess that Chu Mu was not short of money, he never expected that Chu Mu actually carried so many US dollar bills with him.

One hundred dollars.

Take it with you... Even Magneto was shocked. Both he and the bartender felt shocked. It was completely a situation where poverty limited their imagination.

"This... this..." The bartender was not a greedy person, he hesitation just didn't know whether he should accept such a huge amount of money.

"anything else?"

Chu Mu directly put the US dollars into the bartender's hand, and then handed the wooden box and the booklet inside to find it in front of him without any ceremony.

"I'll go back and look for it, sir, please wait." The bartender obviously didn't want to miss the opportunity to make a fortune, so he returned to the back room with excitement.

at this time.

Magneto couldn't help it anymore.

"Do you like cultural relics? If you are willing to pay me, I can find you a lot of ancient cultural relics made of bronze or iron."

Even a Mutant idealist like Magneto often faced the tragic situation of being unable to defeat a hero for a penny during this period.

therefore.

Seeing that Chu Mu was so arrogant in dealing with a piece of scrap paper, the young Magneto couldn't help but talk to Chu Mu in an attempt to "get close" to Chu Mu, the rich scapegoat.

he thinks.

Rely on your own ability.

It is definitely not difficult to find a pile of scrap metal cultural relics - it must be said that the charm of money is also very great for Magneto today.

No.

The arrogant Magneto is even willing to become a tomb robber for this.

"No, no, no, I'm just interested in this thing." Chu Mu took out the booklet that already belonged to him from the wooden box.

He had already discovered the difference in the booklet when he was separated from the wooden box just now, and now that he has used it, he has confirmed his previous judgment.

"You like parchment? I can find you a lot of this too." Magneto looked at Chu Mu and continued with a twinkling in his eyes.

Chu Mu turned to look at the young Mutant.

"Parchment? It's not parchment... This is human skin, or the skin of a devout believer." Chu Mu's words made both the bartender and Magneto widen their eyes.

Human skin?

Before Magneto could recover from the shock, Chu Mu's next words made the young Mutant King's pupils suddenly shrink.

"It's a gift from Jesus, but it's made from the skin of a devout believer. Isn't it interesting, Erik?"

Chu Mu smiled and called Magneto's name.

This scares Magneto.

The guy in front of me.

How do you know your own name?