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Chapter 236 The Betrothal Gift From Chu Mu!

Chu Mu's voice was as soft as ever.

However, hearing Chu Mu's unhurried words in Magneto's ears made Magneto feel extremely cold.

It was as if he had fallen into an ice cave and was unable to move at all. Extremely strong fear grew uncontrollably in his heart. Magneto felt that even breathing became a little difficult. He had never experienced such a feeling as if death was close at hand.

"If he wants... he can easily kill me at any time!"

Magneto is sure of this.

He was filled with fear.

I felt unprecedented pressure from Chu Mu. This was a terrible feeling that even Sebastian Xiao had never given him. Now standing in front of Chu Mu, facing Chu Mu's deep eyes, Magneto actually felt as helpless as an ant.

The atmosphere in the air was very strange... Magneto stood stiffly on the spot, staring at Chu Mu who was adjusting his clothes. Chu Mu's words kept echoing in his mind. What does it mean to be grateful to his unborn daughter?

The other party didn't kill me, does it have something to do with his unborn daughter? What's the truth? Could it be that the other party still has the ability to predict the future and knows that he will give birth to a daughter in the future? But even so, why would the other party let his daughter go? What about yourself?

Magneto is clear.

I can continue to live now.

Maybe it was exactly what the man in front of him said - he just didn't understand Chu Mu's words and couldn't understand the meaning of Chu Mu's words at all.

The other party can't possibly come from the future, right?

Ridiculous thoughts arise in my mind.

But the next moment he was denied by Magneto himself. It was absolutely impossible. In his opinion, time travel only existed in those bad movies.

"you....…"

Magneto wanted to talk.

However.

Now his throat seemed to be blocked and it was difficult to make any sound.

no way.

I was really frightened by Chu Mu. The intense fear was still growing crazily, and Magneto already regretted coming to this town.

Such a remote place.

How could I meet such a terrible guy!

and!

This guy seemed to be a little mentally disturbed... Magneto couldn't understand Chu Mu's words, so he thought of the mentally ill people he had seen in the concentration camps. There were many people in the Nazi concentration camps who suffered from long-term mental illness. Tormented into madness.

Even people who claim to be Gods of Creation have... Magneto's imaginative ability is limited, so he connected the forbidden grazing with those mentally ill people in the Nazi concentration camps.

"Such Ability! Such a powerful power! Why is it in the hands of a madman!" Magneto suddenly felt a little bitter in his heart.

According to inertial thinking.

At the moment, Magneto already regarded Chu Mu as a Mutant, or a terrifying mutant that he felt was much stronger than himself. How to put it this way, Magneto has limited knowledge. He feels that only Mutants in this world have special abilities.

The gods he saw a few days ago were obviously not included, which is why Magneto felt that the gods had nothing to do with Mutants and humans.

Because of this misunderstanding, while Magneto was uncontrollably afraid of Chu Mu, he also felt extremely unreal about the fact that he had no power to fight back.

He used to think that only Sebastian Xiao was better than him, but now he realized that he might have met a guy more terrifying than Sebastian Xiao, which also made him always arrogant. Magneto had to think about a problem.

perhaps.

This world is really not as simple as he originally imagined. The gods that appeared in the sky a few days ago are existences that are beyond his reach. But now he is just walking around the world, and he is in a remote place. I met a strong person who left me powerless to resist.

The most important thing... In Magneto's opinion, this strong man might be mentally abnormal. For a moment, Magneto felt intense melancholy in his heart. How should I put it? Chu Mu was speechless as he perceived Magneto's shallow thinking.

He felt that Magneto just owed something, and he was just about to educate Magneto again, when the door to the back room of the bar suddenly opened.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." The bartender had no idea what was happening outside. He walked out with difficulty holding a huge box.

Maybe this guy wanted to get more money from Chu Mu, so after the bartender came out of the back room, he didn't realize that something was missing from his bar. He put the big box in with anticipation on his face. On top of the bar.

"Sir, take a look, is there anything you need?" The bartender looked expectantly and pushed the big box towards Chu Mu in an extremely enthusiastic tone.

There are a lot of old gadgets inside, not just ancient things, but even some modern things that look older are packed inside.

I can tell.

The bartender stayed in the back room for so long because he was taking stock of the old things in his home. He was extremely hoping that Chu Mu would once again take a fancy to some things that he felt were worthless. With anticipation, the bartender waited for Chu Mu with some anxiety.

While Chu Mu was rummaging through the boxes in a hurry, the bartender still didn't notice that the metal products in his bar had completely disappeared.

but.

He did notice the statue-like Magneto.

"Sir, do you have any questions?" Although the bartender didn't care much about the drinker, he still asked Magneto with a little doubt.

******

Magneto turned his head hard.

Just at this time.

"He wanted a glass of cold beer just now, but you haven't come out yet, so he might be a little moody." Chu Mu said with a slight smile.

As Chu Mu's words fell, Magneto felt the heavy pressure on his body, which suddenly disappeared without a trace in an instant.

as if.

The feeling of oppression just now has never existed before. Magneto's body immediately collapsed, and he sat down on the table with his forehead covered in sweat.

His eyes were full of uncertainty, and he looked at Chu Mu with a rather horrified expression. However, Chu Mu, who was flipping around in the big box, never looked at him again.

"Okay, sorry to keep you waiting." Soon, the bartender poured a bottle of cold beer and sent it to the bar where Magneto was sitting.

For Chu Mu’s words.

The bartender had no doubts about him at all. He had always been thinking about going to the big city, so he didn't feel the slightest bit strange about Magneto's strange reaction. In fact, most of the time the bartender's eyes were on Chu Mu, who was rummaging around.

"They are all the things left by my family. I think they are all more or less valuable." At the moment, the bartender had a smile on his face. No one could tell that he had sold off the family heirlooms and wanted to sell off his own home. Other old items.

I can only say that this is the charm of money.

Rather than just keeping it at home as proof of family history, the bartender obviously wants to turn his family's historical heritage into capital that allows him to develop in big cities.

The bartender's psychology is actually understandable. For him, the things passed down from his family, apart from being used to brag about the family's history to others, do not play any role. The antiques of this era are not the same. It is worthless.

War years.

Gold, US dollars, pounds, that's hard currency.

The bartender knew it.

If you miss a rich person like Chu Mu.

No other drinker would be able to offer such a huge price. He just wants to exchange family history for money. After all, any legend is simply unreliable. Even if it is really something left by a big shot, it will not help him marry a fashionable wife.

The bartender expected Chu Mu's big wave.

However.

sometimes.

Human expectations will be disappointed.

"These bottles and jars...are indeed old objects from a long time ago, but they have no appeal to me." Chu Mu rummaged through the contents of the box casually. He was definitely not a serious person. Antique dealers in the Eight Classics will naturally not have the slightest interest in those things used by ancient people. Besides, "Even if Chu Mu really appreciates ancient handicrafts.

As a Level Single Universe god with billions of glorious wings that can travel through time, why doesn't he go to that point in time and buy a new one?

He didn't feel the charm of antiques at all, and he even thought that the high price of antiques was just because rich people wanted to use them to launder money.

Um.

Just like those works of art.

"This booklet is quite interesting." Chu Mu rummaged through the entire big box and took out a yellowed booklet. It was similar to the human skin paper the bartender sold him before, but it looked much smaller than the previous one.

"This only costs a hundred dollars!"

The bartender had no idea about the value of things. He just saw that Chu Mu seemed to be interested, so he immediately seized the opportunity to speak. He looked at the box full of things and Chu Mu abandoned them, feeling a deep sense of disappointment and discomfort in his heart. .

The rich man in front of me.

He seems to be more interested in ancient books.

pity.

There really aren't many books passed down from my ancestors. Alas, the bartender was filled with discomfort, but he thought it would be a great thing if he could get another hundred dollars.

"It's a good-looking thing and has a lot of history." Chu Mu touched the brochure with his thumb, flipped through it for a moment, then looked at the bartender with a chuckle.

"Is this something passed down from your family?" There was a hint of profound meaning in Chu Mu's questioning voice that was hard to detect.

But neither the bartender nor Magneto noticed.

"Yes, I have asked experts to look at this before. It is made of vellum. In the past, only collector's edition books were treated with this kind of paper." The bartender is dedicated to promoting his own things, and will know what he knows. Everything was told at once.

"It comes from my great-great-grandfather... Well, my great-great-grandfather once traveled abroad. It is said that he has always treasured this book after he came back."

The bartender did not lie. Whether it was about his great-grandfather or the vellum, vellum is actually a type of parchment, but it is an extremely high-quality parchment. The materials and steps for making it are incomparable. precious.

An animal's uterus is used and hundreds of steps are performed. In the past when industry was extremely underdeveloped, the value was much more expensive than ordinary parchment.

In the previous era of underdeveloped industry, most of the very expensive vellum was only used to sign some very important contracts and write extremely important knowledge.

"I want this too."

Chu Mu looked at the bartender deeply. He must be an ordinary person, but this bartender's ancestors obviously had many wonderful deeds. Let’s not talk about the so-called “Bible” made of human vellum before, let’s just talk about the ordinary vellum now.

It is a contract.

but.

But it is a contract signed with the devil.

Chu Mu will definitely be interested in this kind of thing. This contract still has his enemy, Mephisto, who has a grudge against him for killing his son.

The power of 383.

"I'm sure, I can follow this thing and find Mephisto's location." Chu Mu put away the vellum booklet.

He handed the bartender another hundred dollars.

"Thank you, generous sir, all the wine you drank today is mine!" The bartender excitedly took the money from Chu Mu's hand.

Two hundred dollars.

He felt that the stable life in the big city was already beckoning to him. With this money, he can open a bar by himself even in the city.

"I wish you a happy new life."

Chu Mu knew the bartender's current thoughts very well. He happily drank the wine in the glass and then put the empty glass on the table.

The people in this small town are indeed simple enough. When the bartender in front of him saw that he was so rich, he didn't even have any evil thoughts.

"Yeah, I appreciate your good words."

The bartender smiled happily, full of longing for a better life. Compared to him who was extremely happy, Fang Cikai, who was staring at the cold beer, was in a completely opposite mood.

Seeing Chu Mu walking towards him again, Magneto almost ran away in fear, but with great difficulty he suppressed his desire to escape.

"What else do you want to do?"

Magneto's voice was extremely hoarse, and his whole body was tense. He stared at Chu Mu with a very bad expression.

"I'm not an unreasonable person, since I broke your coin." Chu Mu took out a coin from his trouser pocket and put it in front of Magneto.

"Then I'll give you a coin of about the same amount. Believe me, it will work..." Chu Mu still remembers the plot about Magneto and Black King Xiao. In the future, Charles

After controlling Xiao, Magneto still needs to use a coin to destroy Xiao's brain.

Because of this.

Chu Mu just gave Magneto a new coin. He didn't want to cause too many changes in Magneto's fate because of one coin.

after all.

If something goes wrong with Magneto, little Wanda may also have to disappear. That is definitely not the future Chu Mu wants to see.

"What? I just mentioned my daughter who doesn't exist. Now is this your betrothal gift again?" Magneto forced himself to be calm and sneered at Chu Mu. This is his character.

Even if I am scared to death, I will still put on a show.

Chu Mu didn't answer the question.

He gave Magneto a deep look.

immediately.

He just left the bar without looking back. At this time, Magneto's eyes slowly turned from Forbidden Shepherd's disappeared back to the coins on the table.

It was an exquisite commemorative coin.

As for the portrait engraved on the coin, not many people should be able to recognize it now. Well, after all, the people above are not adults yet in this era. .