Mysterious Tribulation

Port Chardonnay.

After the last sleep spell, this port city has not been knocked down, but it is still lively and noisy.

Aaron passed the city center and saw a church building under construction. It belongs to the ‘Church of the God of Ice’.

The newspapers covered the promotion of the three true God churches in lengthy articles, and missionaries of the God of Ice can already be seen on the streets.

‘It seems...this place is divided into the **** of ice? ’

Aaron thought thoughtfully.

"Sir, I wonder if I can introduce you to a great existence?" Perhaps it was because of watching the church for too long, a female missionary approached immediately and asked expectantly.

"Sorry... I believe in the Holy Spirit."

Aaron pretended to be a little embarrassed: "Join your church and get...I mean...that kind of...well, supernatural power?"

"Limited by regulations, we cannot talk about these topics publicly, but if you are a devout believer, the **** of ice will let you see the miracle you want."

The female missionary replied solemnly.

'Sure enough, although it cannot be publicly promoted, it must be shown to the believers in private... The Holy Spirit Cult is dangerous in the face of this kind of pulling method, and it is useless to form a team of Extraordinary. How can its background be more ancient Order? ’

Aaron pretended to be difficult: "I will consider again..."

After speaking, he speeded up his pace and went away, until he could no longer hear the female missionaries yelling.

"The early missionaries were too enthusiastic."

Aaron exhaled, pressed his hat, and looked at the huge building of the port company.

He came to this voyage port just to buy a ticket to go to South Indonesia.

The main reason why ‘spiritual teleport’ is not used is to pass the time.

Since the experience of the last promotion, Aaron has decided to keep a low profile.

Whether it is evading investigation or helping Motura become a god, sufficient reserves and ammunition are needed.

Therefore, it is very important to lie dormant for a period of time and accumulate enough ‘secret power’ to lift the table.

Ocean voyages in this era are a good way to pass the time. It often takes months or half a year to take a ferry.

The second reason is to find out about the ‘rancher’, after all, it’s his month, and the ‘master of the deep sea monster’ is his most proud work.

The'real'Damo', perhaps comparable to or even stronger than Motura, surpasses the limit of the world, and obviously exists in the deep sea of ​​the spiritual world... But the children and subordinates of'Damo' are bound to be active in the dark sea. We...'

'Speaking of, I still have a charm made by the pollution of the'Da Mo statue', but unfortunately there is only the sixth original quality level. It cannot be a final word against a'Mianxia', but it is quite good to clean up miscellaneous fish. ...Especially above the deep ocean, there may be unexpected effects. ’

He stood in a long line until the ticket window.

"Hello, may I have..."

The young girl in the window looked at Aaron, her eyes flashing amazing.

Uh……

At this time, Aaron has reduced the appearance of the "perfect person" and disguised himself again. He has dark golden curly hair, blue eyes like the sea, and a tall nose. He looks like he is in his twenties, full of youthful vitality and good looks. Quite able to fight!

When Aaron squeezed his face, he unconsciously brought into the look of the male protagonist of a certain big ship movie in the previous life.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

The ticket seller smiled brightly and deliberately turned her face to cover the small mole on the other cheek.

"I want to buy a ticket to South Indonesia. This is my identity document!"

Aaron did not pass through the ‘Green Banyan Council’ channel, but found another identity document handled by a black market businessman.

"Mr. Jack Koseni...There are currently two passenger ships in the port, one is the "Ross", which is still the holder of the "Blue Ribbon", and the sailing date is five days later, and the other is the giant luxury liner "St. "Marguerite', going out in three days."

The lady conductor answered in a sweet voice.

"'St Margaret'!"

The ‘blue streamer’ is a tradition of horse racing. In ocean voyages, the ship with the shortest time to cross the ocean can tie the blue streamer to the mast as a proof of honor.

But Aaron was here to kill time, not wanting to be too rushed, but focusing on comfort.

"OK."

The female conductor continued to introduce with a sweet voice: "'St Margaret', first-class ticket price is 30 pounds, suite ticket is 500 pounds, first-class passengers can enjoy swimming pool, gym, squash court, sunbathing deck, pet dormitory and other facilities ...The second-class fare is 10 pounds, you can enjoy the smoking room, library, big bar, the third-class cabin is 5 pounds, six people per room, and the child ticket is 3 pounds..."

Jack Kossini is a wandering art painter according to his personality. He inherited a lot of money from his uncle far away. Therefore, Aaron smiled brightly: "I have only one person. Living in a suite is obviously too extravagant and wasteful. , Please give me a first class ticket."

While speaking, he handed over 30 pound notes.

"One first-class ticket!" The lady conductor's smile became brighter: "I like art and oil painting. My dream was to be a model..."

While speaking, she handed over notes and documents.

Along with the bill, there is a small note.

"I don't mind being a part-time model after get off work, not wearing clothes..."

She did not imply ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but made it clear.

Aaron smiled brightly and turned to leave the ticket booth.

night.

In the port bar.

Aaron inquired more about the "St. Margaret".

For example, it is known for its main luxury and enjoyment, and even the third-class environment is superior to the second-class cabins of other ships.

It can carry a total of 4000 passengers including seafarers at a time, and the speed is not slow, up to 20 knots.

Moreover, the ship has just launched, this is the first grand voyage.

The more Aaron listened, his expression became more solemn.

...

Three days passed quickly, and finally it was the day when the ‘Saint Margaret’ set sail.

On June 5th, Aaron wore a white shirt, a beret, a drawing board and a suitcase, and followed the flow of people onto the ‘Saint Margaret’ anchored in the port.

This behemoth is nearly 300 meters long, 30 meters wide, and 30 meters high. It has a displacement of 50,000 tons and has four huge chimneys that are 20 meters high.

Humans stand in front of it, just like ants in front of an elephant.

Aaron checked the tickets and looked at the luxurious surroundings, and couldn't help but want to laugh: "Fortunately, I didn't meet a rich lady named Rose."

"Ms. Helen Candi, welcome on the Saint Margaret!"

At this time, another passenger started to check the ticket behind him.

One of the young women had long blond hair, a gorgeous hat with a feather inserted, and a corset lace dress, followed by many servants.

"thanks!"

Helen thanked him gracefully, and ordered the handsome male servant on one side: "Kent... don't forget my luggage and the orange cat cage."

Aaron paused: "No, this ship is going to sink!" ’