Chapter 659 Getting a Pass
His body gradually regained strength and his spirits became more cheerful.
Paimon was speechless when he saw this scene. He had to admit that Thomas was really trying too hard. "Actually, Thomas... you don't have to try so hard. Just make a few wrong guesses and pass the ball to Linghua or the traveler." Paimon kindly reminded Thomas that he didn't need to try so hard for a game. She shook her head in the air, feeling helpless about Thomas's behavior.
Thomas couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "Haha, actually I always feel that my luck has not been very good recently, and I need the blessing of the hot pot god to change my luck. I didn't realize that I was a little too hard. If it weren't for that bug, I wouldn't have failed. But it doesn't matter, just treat it as a kind of practice..." After saying that, Thomas stood up and posed in a handsome way, and then continued, "I can feel that after all this trouble, my bad luck has been used up! I declare that today's hot pot game is over, and I am the winner!" Thomas announced proudly, with a victorious smile on his face.
Paimon looked at this helplessly, and finally let out a long "Oh——" with a tone full of ridicule and helplessness. She rolled her eyes in the air, feeling a little amused and helpless at Thomas's self-declaration.
After Thomas finished speaking, he also let out a long breath, showing an expression of finally being liberated, "Huh... The game is over, and the work is over. Is it time for a vacation next?" Thomas said while rubbing his stomach with his hands. Although the game was over, his stomach still ached slightly. His eyes revealed his expectation for a vacation, hoping to relax during this time.
After listening to Thomas' words, Kamisato Ayaka nodded and said, "Well, if the Tenryo Bugyo is really busy preparing something as Thomas said, then let's do it this way. If I can have some breathing time, I also have some things I want to do..." Kamisato Ayaka's eyes softened, as if she was looking forward to the upcoming vacation time.
After listening to Kamisato Ayaka's words, Thomas nodded and said, "Then let's each take a break for a while. Three days later, we will meet at the Mulou Teahouse to discuss the next strategy. This is a rare holiday, so we must make good use of it. I also have to pack up and prepare the ingredients for the next "hot pot game." As Thomas spoke, he had already begun to think about the ingredients for the next game in his mind.
After hearing what Thomas said, Paimon was really frightened. Her little body, which was originally floating in the air, trembled suddenly, as if she had encountered a sudden electric shock. Her round eyes suddenly widened, full of astonishment, "Is there a sequel to this game?" Her voice unconsciously rose a few notes, with a strong sense of disbelief. Playing the "disaster" hot pot game once already made her feel scared. Is there a second time? When she thought about going through the process full of "surprises" (actually shocks) again, Paimon suddenly felt a headache. The chaotic combination of ingredients, the strange and indescribable taste, and the miserable appearance of everyone at the end, kept flashing in her mind like a nightmare, making her feel as if countless needles were stabbing her head, which was extremely uncomfortable.
After hearing what Paimon said, Thomas still had a smile as bright as the sun on his face, as if he could not sense Paimon's worry and resistance at all. He was full of anticipation for the next game, and the twinkling light in his eyes seemed to have seen the happy scene of everyone in the next game, "One time is not enough! Haha, then everyone, see you later."
After hearing Thomas' words, Paimeng nodded helplessly, "Well, see you next time!" There was a hint of perfunctory and helplessness in her voice. After that, the three of them walked out of the Mulou Teahouse. The warm sunshine sprinkled on them, which should have brought a pleasant feeling, but at this moment it failed to dispel the worry in Paimeng's heart about the unknown game. The worry was like a dark cloud, covering her heart and lingering.
After Paimeng walked out, she tilted her head and looked at Lin Feng and Kong standing beside her, with a thoughtful look in her eyes. She slowly turned in the air, trying to free herself from the tangled thoughts about the hot pot game and think about what to do next. "Traveler, Lin Feng, it seems that we don't need to come to Mulou Teahouse for the time being, so let's go and have a look somewhere else." Paimeng's voice was crisp, with a hint of exploration.
After listening to Paimon's words, Lin Feng nodded, and his originally relaxed expression instantly became serious. He frowned slightly, revealing a trace of worry in his eyes, "Let's complete the mission of Chisato Hiiragi first. The most important thing is to get the "pass" specially approved by the Tenryo Bugyo. In this Inazuma with strict rules, if we are caught like this, it will be really over. Sending us back to the island may be the lightest punishment."
After hearing what Lin Feng said, Paimeng and Kong agreed without even thinking about it. In this Inazuma where rules are everything, even if Lin Feng is rich, it seems difficult to change the established rules. Here, power and rules are the real "currency". In front of the strict system, money seems to have lost its omnipotent magic.
After reaching an agreement, the three of them walked towards the direction of Tianling Fengxing. Along the way, the buildings on both sides of the street were scattered and orderly, but there was a sense of oppression. The tall houses had closed doors and windows, as if hiding some secrets. Occasionally, a few pedestrians hurried by, their eyes were full of vigilance and uneasiness, their steps were hurried, and they did not dare to stay for long. This strange atmosphere made the mood of the three people gradually become heavy.
Finally arriving at the position of Tenryo Bugyo, they easily found Kujo Kamaji. After all, as the eldest son of Tenryo Bugyo, Kujo Kamaji was well-known.
After receiving the letters from several people, Kujo Kamajima's expression gradually softened. He read the letters carefully, and a look of emotion appeared on his face from time to time. After reading the letter, he raised his head, his eyes full of gratitude, and immediately approved a special pass for the three people to travel throughout Inazuma. The pass was made extremely beautifully, made of high-quality paper, and engraved with the unique logo of Tenryo Bugyo. The lines were smooth and strong, exuding an innate majesty. The logo was faintly shining under the sunlight.
Looking at the pass in their hands, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief. With this pass, they were like having the "key" to move freely in Inazuma, and now they could move around Inazuma with relative peace of mind. However, the matter did not end there.