Mythological origins

"Hello, Mr. Shenzong." Ding Man habitually extended his hand, ready to start a standard business exchange.

However, although Bai Mo's hand was also extended, he did not shake hands, but pointed to the position three fingers above the heart of Fatty Ding.

"You used to have pain every few days, but in recent days, has it suddenly stopped hurting?" Bai Mo asked like a doctor.

Ding Man looked at the young man in front of him in confusion.

Because the other party was right about his physical condition.

From his face, he might be able to see that his cardiovascular system was a bit bad, but how did he know that he just didn't feel uncomfortable these days?

"Are you... a doctor?" Ding Man asked uncertainly.

Bai Mo looked too young, and he looked like he was in his early twenties at most, which made Ding Man a little unconvinced.

"Not really, but I know a little bit."

The next moment, Bai Mo did not explain much, and two fingers pressed the position just now like acupuncture.

He was not interested in communicating too much with ordinary people.

A stream of psychic energy that was not violent instantly rushed straight to Ding Man's heart.

His fat limbs instantly danced in the air like an electric shock.

His skin turned red like a cooked shrimp, and the whole person seemed to be smoking faintly.

Is there a faint smell of barbecue?

The bodyguards on both sides saw this and spent a few seconds trying to react to what was happening. After that, they finally remembered their duties and reached for their waists and took out their pistols.

"What did you do to the boss? Let him go immediately!" The two pointed their pistols at Bai Mo.

"Give him some conditioning. Do you want to try it too?"

The black muzzle of the gun was less than two meters away from Bai Mo, but he was not panicked at all. Instead, he showed a devilish smile.

"I..."

"I..."

Ding Man, who was red all over, wanted to say something, but the burning feeling in his throat made him unable to say a complete sentence.

In the eyes of the two strong bodyguards, this was the boss even having difficulty breathing.

The scene in front of them was a little beyond their imagination. Bai Mo only touched Timon's heart with two fingers, and Timon felt like he was electrocuted.

There was no brutal violence.

"Witchcraft? Black magic?"

The Emerald City nominally ruled a large area, and all kinds of strange black magic were prevalent in some remote areas. At this time, the two had begun to think in this direction...

A strange silence enveloped the small shop.

Although the bodyguards believed more in the power of materialism (pistols), they were still somewhat taboo about some idealistic behaviors that they could not understand.

So they never fired, but their index fingers were always on the trigger.

Only Timon was dancing like crazy in the shop, knocking on the floor from time to time.

Ten minutes later.

Bai Mo retracted his hand.

Timon, who seemed to have been fished out of the water, was twitching on the ground.

One of the two bodyguards continued to point the gun at Bai Mo, and the other squatted down, ready to help Timon up.

"How do you feel?" Bai Mo asked with a smile.

"Good..."

"Great..."    "In this life... it has never been... as good as it is now..."

Ding Man panted and spoke intermittently.

"Why did the boss suddenly become so much lighter?" Aaron, the bodyguard who helped Ding Man up, was a little puzzled.

This was not the first time he helped Ding Man up. Every time the boss got drunk, they would pull him back to bed. Aaron knew how heavy this fat guy was.

"Fuck!!!"

You don't know until you see it. You will be shocked.

Aaron looked carefully at Ding Man's sweaty arms, which were full of wrinkles. The once fierce blue dragon tattoo on his upper arm was also compressed by the wrinkles and no longer in the shape of a dragon.

"In the last ten minutes, I helped him burn 80% of his body fat."

"..."

"This is unscientific."

"I want to learn it, too."

"I'm very energetic now! Uncle, I'm going to do ten!!!"

"Along, get me some water and some meat! I'm starving!"

Ding Man gently pushed away the bodyguard Along's hand, took off his wet clothes, and revealed his angular abdominal muscles.

However, the surface of these abdominal muscles was still densely covered with skin wrinkles, just like a muscle-like version of a divine noble, which was very scary.

Most of Ding Man's physical problems were caused by being overweight and having a serious excess of body fat. Losing weight would naturally help.

Just now, Bai Mo manipulated the invisible psychic flame to quickly burn the fat in Ding Man's body like lighting a sky lantern.

If it wasn't for burning without hurting the other person's body, it would have burned out in a few seconds.

"Mr. Gaoyi, if there's anything I can do for you, just speak up!" Ding Man was a shrewd businessman. After realizing what was happening to him, he quickly reacted and said.

The other party took the initiative to show this to him, so he must have something to ask for.

"Two things, one, money, two, Amethyst Night." Bai Mo did not beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose.

"Money is easy to talk about. I, Ding, have a small fortune. Sir, just ask. As for Amethyst Night... that's no problem." Ding Man thought for a few seconds and resolutely made the most important investment in his life.

Because it is so cool and magical to get rid of the burden of dozens of kilograms on my body!

Money can be earned again if it is lost, but if you don't keep up with the god in front of you, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life.

And the Amethyst Night is actually the highest-level black market organized by the Emerald City.

Of course, it is not appropriate to call it a black market, because anyone in the upper class knows that this Amethyst Night is actually a high-end trade fair organized by the official vest of the Emerald City and is a referral system.

It is only because this will specifically trade some things that are not visible to the light, so it is called a black market.

Bai Mo once consulted the hotel about the friendship, but the hotel asked him to provide real identity information and he had to stay for a full month before he could recommend him.

After all, this is a gathering of the upper class in Emerald City. The hotel cannot recommend people with risky identities, especially Bai Mo used cash to pay the bill throughout the whole process, which is obviously problematic, but the hotel pretended not to see it for the sake of money.

In order to buy some special things needed in the Autumn of the Spirit River, Bai Mo can only try Ding Man's way.

…

“Strange, I just acted as a miracle doctor, but why didn’t I feel any pleasure?”

After getting Ding Man’s affirmative answer, Bai Mo’s thoughts began to diverge wildly again.

He remembered that when he was addicted to novels, he also read a lot of urban miracle doctor series, and he was quite happy at the time. Why didn’t he feel anything when he tried it himself?

“Could it be that Fatty Ding is not good-looking, and the miracle doctor needs to find some beautiful female CEOs?” Bai Mo thought half-jokingly. (End of this chapter)