ryethenovel Chapter 86 Carrying Cement or Paying a "Service Fee": The God of Deception's Choice!
Chapter 86 Carrying Cement or Paying a "Service Fee": The God of Deception's Choice!
Lin Fan's voice wasn't loud, but in the deathly silent cave, it was like a needle, precisely piercing everyone's eardrums.
In the corner, Loki, who was hugging his knees and questioning the meaning of life, suddenly froze.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Fan.
Those green eyes were filled with vigilance, and a trace of fear, deep within his soul, that he himself was unaware of.
Checkout?
What bill?
I'm just an innocent, art-loving audience member who happened to be passing by!
"Mr. Lin... what do you mean by that?"
Loki stood up from the ground, trying to force a harmless smile, but his facial muscles were as stiff as plaster.
"I just happened to be passing by and saw that this place was quite lively, so... I just came to take a look. I didn't do anything."
He began to instinctively use his powers as the god of trickery.
--lie.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Lin Fan laughed, arms crossed, eyes full of amusement, watching Loki's clumsy performance with great interest.
That look was exactly like a university professor looking at an undergraduate student trying to explain why their thesis was exactly the same as an online sample.
"You just happened to be passing by?"
Lin Fan spoke slowly, each word like a falling chess piece, sealing off all of Loki's escape routes.
"By chance, we intercepted information about the Egyptian pantheon?"
"By chance, the intelligence was leaked to China's special operations team in an 'unintentional' manner?"
"Did you just happen to anticipate my interest in this tree?"
"What a coincidence, you're here to watch me fight that giant snake?"
Lin Fan took a step forward, leaned slightly forward, and stared into Loki's eyes.
"Mr. Loki, aren't you having a bit too many coincidences?"
With each word he spoke, Loki's face grew paler.
As Lin Fan uttered his last word, a bead of cold sweat slid down Loki's temple, and the smile on his face had completely frozen and shattered.
It’s over.
He knows everything.
This Eastern man saw through all his thoughts and plans from the very beginning!
His own proud schemes were probably no different from a child's sandcastle in his eyes.
At that moment, Loki felt like a clown performing naked on stage, while the only audience member was looking at him like he was a fool.
A sense of humiliation and fear of being completely seen through and completely controlled overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.
"What...what exactly do you want?"
Loki abandoned all excuses, staring intently at Lin Fan, his voice dry and hoarse.
He had prepared for the worst.
The big deal is death!
Loki, the prince of Asgard, will die with dignity!
Unlike that feathered serpent god, which was crushed into countless specks of light!
I would never be like that idiot Ares, who went to clean the outhouse!
"I don't want anything to happen."
Lin Fan shrugged, his expression as relaxed as if they were genuinely discussing the weather.
"I'm a very reasonable person."
"You went to so much trouble, writing the script, setting up the stage, and even coming to the site to be a tour guide."
Lin Fan looked him up and down and gave him a friendly smile.
"After all this trip, you should at least give me some compensation for my trouble, right?"
"After all, I'm quite satisfied with the 'tourism project' you've provided."
"Not only did I get to sign in, but I also received a pretty good reward."
"I also had a very nutritious late-night snack."
"Most importantly, I got such a beautiful bonsai for free."
He shrugged, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"We can't let you work for nothing, can we?"
"..."
Loki was completely stunned by Lin Fan's words.
His mouth was agape, his mind blank.
What...what does that mean?
A tip for your hard work?
Tourism projects?
Judging from his tone, he's not planning to kill me? Instead... he wants to ask me for money?
Loki felt his divine mind once again being struck by an incomprehensible logical shock.
What kind of amazing move is this?
You turned my plan to use someone else to do your dirty work into your personal tour and buffet, and now you want to ask me, the director, for a "service fee"?
Is there any reason?
Is there no law left?!
"What? You don't want to?"
Lin Fan looked at his contorted face, which resembled constipation, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"Or perhaps you'd like to experience life in my yard, just like Ares?"
"My yard is currently undergoing expansion, and we need a few more people to carry cement and move bricks."
Lin Fan stroked his chin, scrutinizing Loki intently.
"Looking at your small frame, although you're a bit thin, you're still a god. You should be able to handle some physical labor, right?"
"Experiencing life"... "Carrying cement"...
These words reached Loki's ears, and the "world-famous painting" he had seen in the drone footage earlier instantly flashed into his mind—Ares, the god of war, cleaning the toilet!
The thought of myself, the mighty god of mischief, the prince of Asgard, reduced to carrying cement and bricks on a construction site...
Loki shuddered violently.
Do not!
I'd rather die than go!
"Yes! I do!"
Loki practically roared it out, nodding his head like he was pounding garlic.
"It's just a service fee! I'll pay! I'll pay, okay?!"
dignity?
When it comes to carrying cement, dignity is nothing!
"That's right."
Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, his expression returning to its usual lazy composure.
"Why didn't you just realize this sooner? Why did I have to waste so much time arguing with you?"
He reached out and beckoned to Loki with his finger.
"Give it to me."
"Take...take what?" Loki was taken aback.
"Nonsense, of course it's money."
Lin Fan looked at him like he was an idiot. "You're not trying to renege on your debt, are you?"
"money?"
Loki was even more confused. "I...I don't have any mortal currency on me."
When gods go out, who would take that thing with them?
"Didn't bring any money?"
Lin Fan frowned again. "Do you have anything valuable?"
"Divine artifacts, divine status, or whatever else is fine."
"Anything that can be exchanged for money is fine."
Loki: "..."
He was now 100% certain that the powerful Easterner he had encountered today was a fake.
This is hardly a reclusive master.
This is clearly a bandit leader who takes advantage of people's misfortune, no, he robs them and then expects them to pay for their lost wages!
Loki's face looked worse than if he had swallowed a hundred dead flies.
His heart was bleeding, and his face was twitching.
Faced with the dual threats of death and carrying cement, he struggled for a few seconds before finally gritting his back teeth and breaking them.
He reached out and grabbed at the air.
A scepter appeared out of thin air in his hand.
It was a scepter made entirely of an unknown metal, with a deep blue gem embedded at the top, its light shimmering as if it contained a deep starry sky within.
A bewitching power instantly spread.
"This...this is a Mind Scepter crafted using the energy core of the Cosmic Cube."
Loki's voice was filled with excruciating pain and reluctance, as if he were giving up not just a weapon, but half of his own life.
"It can manipulate people's minds and unleash powerful energy shocks. It is one of my most precious collections."
He held the scepter in both hands and presented it to Lin Fan, asking almost in a sob:
"Is this enough to cover the service fee?"