"Humph."

Without hesitation, Sand Gold purified the [Harmony] power within him once more.

Now that everything has been exposed, there's nothing left to hide.

If you're so capable, then do it to me in front of all those guests.

"Does everyone have to be tortured like this before joining the family... Damn it, I'd like to send my brain out as evidence."

Sand Gold arrived at an open-air restaurant and focused his gaze on a man waiting for his food.

The man named Pochi sang:

"A drunken stupor can dispel a thousand sorrows, and without dreams there is no worry... Hey, I really should become a poet."

Sand Gold pulled a handful of gems from his handbag and smiled:

"These gems are for you."

"Huh? Oh?" ​​The man who was drinking his beverage glanced at the gold dust, then took the gem with some disbelief:

"You...you're going to give this to me?"

"I never expected that someone would want to be a nice guy in a place like this..."

"Or are you pitying me?"

"Never mind, it doesn't matter, as long as I have Suleda... After all, this is the essence of dreams, haha..."

With his hands clasped, the gold dust offered words of advice:

"Drink less Solomon, my friend, it's good for your health."

“You’re right… but before that, I want to see the demon of Suleda first,” the man replied excitedly.

"The demon of Suleda? Can you tell me more about it?"

"Hey, okay... it's a seahorse with a really big neck!"

"They say...it loves to appear in front of drunkards, especially big idiots passed out on the side of the road. It's so funny!"

"..."

Seeing that the man reeked of alcohol, Sand Gold couldn't help but turn his gaze to the bottle of Sulphur on the table.

"...A version with added alcohol?"

"Oh, thank you for your reply."

After saying goodbye to the man, Sand King Kong took a few steps, but then had a bad feeling.

Immediately, he activated the power of the lotus to block the curse of [Harmony].

This time, Sand Gold finally saw clearly that it was a blackish-purple feather that had fallen from the sky. It was supposed to have entered his body, but instead, it collided with a pinkish-white feather and dissipated into the air.

"Really... not again."

"I originally wanted to keep a low profile."

Ignoring the crows' attack, Sand Gold walked over to a short reporter next to the game machine.

“Hey, fellow journalist, wanna chat?” Sandstone greeted the little girl named Uma.

"Ok?"

The little girl turned her head and suddenly froze.

Because she could clearly see that it was raining above Sand Gold's head... no, it was raining feathers.

Black feathers rained down from the left, while white feathers rained down from the right... The two groups of feathers collided and dissolved into each other.

"You want to talk to me... that's fine, but could you tell me first what's on your head?"

"Oh?"

Sand Gold also looked up and found that the attack from [Tong Xie] had not disappeared, but was relentlessly trying to break through his defenses.

"Haha, it's just some magic tricks. My kids love playing with me like this."

"A child?" The Pipixi man examined Sha Jin's appearance and asked in confusion:

"I didn't expect you to become a father so young? Don't you need to go inside and operate the sewing machine?"

"Thank you for the compliment, but I am older than you might imagine."

Sha Jin smiled slightly and said:

“My…son. Yes, my son…”

“He’s always loved playing little tricks since he was born. I didn’t expect it to work on you. I’ve spoiled him too much.”

"Uh, that's not what I meant." Uma quickly waved her hand:

"I was just curious, I didn't say anything bad about your son."

"By the way, what would you like to talk about?"

Upon hearing this, Sand Gold took out some more gems from his bag and handed them to Uma:

"These gems are for you as a gift for our first meeting."

Uma took the gem, somewhat incredulous:

"Huh? You're giving all of these to me?"

"Sure enough, the richer a person is, the more extravagant they are in their dreams, but this is the first time I've seen someone actively give money to others."

"Do you also want to be the prince who distributes golden robes, melting your leaden heart in the flames?"

Sand Gold chuckled lightly:

"what."

"You flatter me too much. How could I be a prince?"

"I just hope these gems will open up a conversation; perhaps your investigative journalism career has somehow intersected with [death]?"

After hearing the demands of the gold miners, Uma, a reporter, quipped:

"Oh, another curious person."

"You know what, this is the subject I most wanted to work on when I first entered the industry, but the station director stopped me from doing it."

Sand Gold asked again:

How did your station director convince you?

Uma said helplessly:

"Her reason wasn't very high-sounding...she just said: '[Reporting on these unfounded urban legends...will only make us look like a third-rate tabloid]'"

"But... let's not talk about that now. Are you sure you're alright?"

"Hmm?" Sand Gold looked up following Uma's gaze and found that the feathers had disappeared, replaced by two strange birds pecking at each other on his head.

One looked like a blackish-purple crow, and the other was a small, chubby bird with red and white plumpness.

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"Oh it's all right."

Sand Gold withdrew his gaze and said calmly:

"My dear son is playing pranks again, you know, he always wants his great father to be embarrassed in front of others..."

Uma blinked:

"It seems... your relationship with your child isn't very good?"

"Let's continue with our previous topic. I thought about it at the time, and it makes sense..."

"Things like being haunted by nightmares when blowing out candles while making a birthday wish... it's really unprofessional for us to say that."

Sha Jin smiled slightly and said:

"Ha, that's really bizarre."

"But thank you for sharing anyway."

After saying goodbye to the reporter, Sand Gold approached the next person.

This is a dark-skinned man.

"Uh... are you looking for me? Sorry, I thought you were looking at something behind me."

The man named Bar scratched his head.

Sand Gold took out a gem from his handbag and smiled gently:

"These gems are for you."

"what?"

Barr accepted the gift, somewhat incredulous:

"This is... a gift for me? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Sand Gold nodded:

"It's just a small amount of money, nothing special... but please take it."

"Is it really true?" Baal was extremely excited.

"I can't believe I actually received a gift from someone else?"

"Not for my parents, but for me?"

"Thank you so much, thank you so much!"

The dark-skinned man, holding the gemstone, was so excited he almost jumped up.

“Friend, don’t get excited, I just want to ask you something,” Sand Gold continued.

Upon hearing this, Barton immediately deflated and said disappointedly:

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