Chapter 788 (1/2)

Chapter 788: Gourmet Journey

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“You’re not coming? Hey, what do you mean by that? Not only are you late, but you just told me that you decide to bail out at the last minute?”

The yelling from the other side of the line got Roland to move his head away from the speaker. Even though he could not see Garcia, he could clearly sense her anger.

“I have an unexpected visitor whom I have to receive.” While Garcia was panting, Roland explained quickly, “I have no other choice. You know that besides me, there’s only a 14-year-old girl in my apartment. How can I rely on her to receive a guest?”

“Your room number is 0825, right? I’ll come over and talk to you.”

“Um… I’m not in the apartment right now…” After uttering those words, Roland squinted and prepared for the next round of vocal attack.

As expected, Garcia raised her volume again. “Don’t you know that I’ve made an appointment with the seniors of the association? I thought you were finally able to take some responsibility. How can you just bail on me? Do you think I don’t know what you’re up to? Come back now!”

“Taking responsibility… what the hell is that supposed to mean? It’s such a misleading phrase,” Roland said to himself.

When he saw the taxi driver with an expression of “Man, well done, I totally understand you”, Roland knew that further explanation would not work.

“What did you say? The reception isn’t too good. I’ve just entered Oriental Road. Hello, are you still there? Hello… hello?” After putting on this self-directed show, Roland hung up the phone. He also turned the phone off, just in case she called back.

He had probably completely offended this Martial Arts star.

He had not expected that Garcia would care so much about whether he was going to join in Martialist Association. Her reaction once again confirmed Roland’s speculation that she only appeared distant to strangers. As soon as he was recognized as the Awakened of the Force of Nature, she revealed her real personality.

“That was so cliche,” Zero at the back seat said coldly, “do you think we’re living an exclusive life in a deep forest? How can we encounter a reception problem when we’re still in the city?”

“Aren’t you smart.” Roland took a glance at the back seat. Phyllis was still sitting close to the window, stupefied by everything outside. She had been sitting there, motionless ever since she had crept into the car. It was no surprise to see her react like this as high rise buildings, busy traffic, huge advertising bulletins, and wall hanging screens could bring a certain shock to an ancient person. As a matter of fact, the increase in productivity resulted in drastic changes in the era. The radicality of those changes, which might even shock the locals, could make a city look completely different within merely two decades and would certainly overwhelm a Taquila witch.

Before this trip, Roland helped her change from her raggy robe, allegedly the Taquila uniform, into his own clothes. A T-shirt and shorts were unisex and so there was no problem for Phyllis to wear them. Oddly enough, those cheap clothes looked rather casual and fashionable on her. It seemed a person’s appearance could make the ugly become beautiful. The only problem was the bra. In the end, Roland had to request Zero to wrap a cloth around her chest to solve the issue.

The purposes of this trip were specific. They were taking the God’s Punishment Witch to eat and buy her a new set of clothes. What if she could enter his dream again? She could not always wear his clothes and be wrapped in cloth.

“Here we are, Green Valley Park,” the driver pushed down the taximeter and said, “25 bucks.”