A foreigner's journey

"What do you want to talk about?"

Heather didn't show any fear, but pulled a chair over and sat down.

His feeling is always right. Just like now, he feels that this girl will not really hurt him.

"Tsk!"

Seeing that she couldn't scare Heather, the punk girl turned the gun twice and put it back behind her waist.

"Hospitality, brother. I'm thirsty!"

Heather stood up and opened the refrigerator: "Can I have a carbonated drink?"

"I saw Dr. Pepper, let's take it."

Catching the can thrown by Heather, the punk girl opened the pull ring and took a big sip, with a distorted expression:

"This thing tastes like carbonated almond milk and cough syrup... So cool!"

Heather also took a can of iced cola and sat back in the chair: "So, can you tell me why you broke into a private house?"

"Theoretically, I'm not breaking into a private house. It's not someone else's house... Well, let me introduce myself first."

The punk girl's two little The meaty legs swayed on the edge of the sofa and said with a smile:

"My name is Rebecca. My friends call me 'super cute girl', and strangers and enemies call me 'gun demon'. Do you want to be a friend, a stranger or even an enemy?"

Heather didn't want to choose either: "Then I'll still call you Rebecca. You can call me Heather, Heather Anon."

"Tsk... Don't you want to have a relationship with a cute and lively girl like me? Don't look at me as petite and cute, I'm actually an adult!"

As she said, Rebecca put her two index fingers on her cheeks and tilted her head, baring her teeth to show a cute smile.

"Not at all. And I have a girlfriend."

Heather felt inexplicably tired, always having a sense of déjà vu that she had met this girl before and was tired. In order to deal with her, Heather could only make up a virtual girlfriend.

"Girlfriend? Could it be that big-butt spider? Is it progressing so fast?" Rebecca's eyes widened suddenly, and she leaned forward, looking super gossipy: "How far has it progressed? Tell me."

Heather's mind was a little stuck, and she tried to think about it before she realized that she was talking about Gwen.

Not to mention that Gwen and herself had no so-called relationship at all, how did this girl named Rebecca know that the ghost spider had a connection with herself?

"Although I don't know who you are talking about, you are definitely not the same person as me."

Heather tried to remain calm and denied it, not letting Gwen's true identity be exposed.

"Okay, okay, if you say it's not the same person, then it's not the same person. Really, you are so old and still shy."

Rebecca waved her hand perfunctorily.

This kid is so annoying... Heather pursed her lips, trying to calm herself down, and then asked, "Why did you come to see me?"

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot the main thing. It's all your fault. You had to chat with me about other things, making me forget the important things."

Rebecca pulled her lower eyelids and stuck out her tongue to make faces at Heather, then put her little hand into the inner pocket of her coat and started to rummage.

It was obviously you who changed the topic, how could you blame me? Heather had a stiff smile on her face, her temples bulged, and her teeth clenched.

I really want to beat her up.

I don't know where Rebecca put the things, I just saw her digging deeper and deeper, and even scratched herself and laughed twice. After more than ten seconds, she finally took out a ring from her clothes.

"Ding ding ding ding! Found it!"

This is a ring made of black metal, with a lot of cracks on the surface, and it looks tattered.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Heather always feels that there are dots of red light flickering in the cracks of this ring.

"This thing is for you."

Rebecca flicked her finger, and the ring drew an arc in the air and landed accurately in Heather's palm.

"...I don't remember having such an ugly ring."

Heather raised her palm in front of her and looked at the ring carefully. Sure enough, it was not an illusion, and a faint red light could be seen in the ring.

Rebecca leaned back on the sofa and took a sip of Dr. Pepper: "That's a long story. How well do you know your parents?"

"...Do you know them?"

"Your father's name is Jeff Annon and your mother's name is Maria Bernat Annon.

At 11:09 pm on December 23 last year, they were involved in a serious car accident on Highway 169 in Connecticut. They died on the way to the hospital after failed rescue efforts.

But is that really the case?"

Rebecca smiled and said something that made Heather's scalp tingle:

"I mean, do you really know the real work they do?"

"...What do you want to say?"

When it comes to her deceased parents, Heather no longer wants to put on a fake stiff smile on her face, and her expression becomes serious and indifferent.

"What I can tell you is that Jeff and Maria are both archaeologists employed by my organization, and this ring is the treasure they dug out from a very old meteorite impact crater.

As for the car accident last December, the truth is that your parents violated the contract and took the ring away from the excavation site without authorization. As a result, the ring was accidentally activated on the way, and the energy released by the ring destroyed both the people and the car."

Rebecca pointed to the black metal ring in Heather's palm:

"Yes, that's it."

Heather was silent for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "You mean...my parents stole this ring from you and then died in an accident? Didn't you murder them with poisonous hands?"

Rebecca shook her finger: "NONONO, we won't do such a thing. No matter who takes this ring, it doesn't matter to us. All we need is that the ring is dug out and the true owner of it is found. Just people.

Your parents were able to find this ring, which has already established a 'cause'. And as their child, you may be the 'fruit'.

If it were you, you might be able to unleash the true power of this ring. "

"True power?"

"Yes, its real name is [Berserker Ring]. Only those who are qualified can discover the potential power of the ring."

"Your goal is to make me the host of this ring? Will it suck my life? Am I your chosen sacrifice? Or do you want to see me be destroyed by an out-of-control ring like my parents?"

Heather, who had read a lot of comics and movies, immediately listed many bad possibilities in her mind.

"You overestimate yourself too much and underestimate the Berserker Ring too much. Don't worry, I won't force you to use it now."

Rebecca drank the Dr. Pepper in one gulp, threw the crushed can into the trash can a few meters away, stood up and straightened her coat:

“The way to use it is to put a drop of your blood on the ring and then you will understand how to use it.

If you don't want to use it, keep it or throw it away. But I want to remind you, if you really use this ring and survive, it means you have accepted the [Contract]. "

"...What contract?"

"The contract signed with the organization behind me. At that time, you don't need to look for us or hide, because we will come to you, and we will definitely come."

Rebecca looked at Heather and smiled meaningfully:

"Hopefully we'll see each other again soon, Heather."

After saying that, a gunshot suddenly exploded in the room. Heather subconsciously held his head with his arms. After a second, he realized that he was not injured and looked around.

The girl named Rebecca has disappeared.

Only Heather and the tattered metal ring in his palm were left.