Chapter Twelve: The Wolfish Maternal Grandfather

  A series of unexpected events forced the originally joyful and harmonious seaside trip to come to an abrupt end.

  Carrying a large backpack that had already gone flat by half, with his left hand holding the little fox girl's right hand and his right hand holding Malong, he walked on the road back.

  Ma Long did not utter a word, he lowered his head and thought deeply about the fact that he was actually a Mind Master, and could even summon a big yellow bee car.

  Is that spiritual mantra really so effective?

  I just subconsciously thought about it casually and summoned or created a big yellow bee sports car?!

  This is too unscientific!

  If I had thought of Director Miike or Director Kitano who were seriously filming "Island Nation Customs" instead of the DeLorean just now, wouldn't that have become the biggest joke in Baisha City?

  As soon as he thought of this, Ma Long couldn't help but recall the strange dream he had after suddenly falling into a coma at his poor aunt's funeral not long ago.

  This dream, during this period of time, Ma Long would still repeat it from time to time.

  Every time, holding the candle that shines with starlight, seeing those two red doors that seem to reach the sky and the earth, being attracted by the noisy sounds, sticking eyes on the narrow gap revealed by the red door, seeing the strange and wonderful world inside.

  Ma Long would wake up without warning amidst a chorus of "hao" and "master".

  Maybe it's because the dream was too real; maybe it's because I've had this dream too many times.

  Ma Long, lost in thought, found that the cheering voice of "master" in his dream also had the same buzzing sound as when he whispered the incantation to summon Bumblebee on the beach, with the sudden appearance of "My-lord……BUMBLEBEE, at-you-service".

  Does this mean that I can not only summon the yellow sports car with my mind, but also summon those other colorful characters from behind the red door?

  Let me think, who's there?

  Yeah, the one teasing you is not Ma Long but Ma Sanli, the one who will definitely come back is not Xiaociran but Huitailang, the white and rich beauty is not ** Miss Si but Rose Miss, "For the tribe and alliance" is not dota but Shanyeshan, "Warming up loneliness" is not A Sang but Fenghuang Chuanqi...

  Let's put aside those people with the clearest memories for now and count the others who are mixed in among these voices instead——

  Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl, invincible Hulk with his cute smile, Ip Man possessed by the halo of a comedy king, Gandalf who turns into a white robe wizard after killing monsters...

  The 83 version of Huang Rong, the angel Audrey Hepburn, the cool Alice who can cut off zombies with a dog leg knife, and the hot and capable Laura...

  If you think these are not cool enough, then behind that door there are a large number of Overlord and Autobots, as well as Iron Man, and even Gundam, Zero, and Tetsujin... That Iron Knight!

  How cool would it be if these could be summoned like the DeLorean?

  Just thinking about it, Ma Long felt that he was about to lose control of his desire to try out that spell again.

  The only thing that kept Ma Long in check was his rationality telling him that he was already walking in the midst of a crowded slum - on both sides of the road, there were countless children and disabled veterans who whispered to each other with kind intentions and cast admiring glances at Ma Long.

  Born in a slum, and having donated a large sum of money to see the orphanage and veterans' nursing home, who in the slums of Baisha City doesn't know Ma Long?

  In this grand gathering, will the experimental mind magic summon Iron Man's appearance?

  Hmmm... This seems rather discordant!

  Moreover, Malong still hasn't explained everything clearly to Xiaohuliang and others until now.

  "Malong, are you really going to attend the masquerade ball tonight?"

  At this time, Xiao Anwei finally couldn't bear his curiosity and asked such a question. Fortunately, his question was no longer about the Bumblebee Camaro.

  "En, yào qù." = "Yeah, I'm going."

  The immature childlike voice called out to God, and Ma Long hastily made a brief response.

  "Oh..."

  Xiao Anwei, who was riding on the back of a giant flower-faced wolf, let out an "oh" and then revealed a look of dissatisfaction. Suddenly, he blurted out: "Malong brother, that old man just now must be Grandpa Wolf in disguise!"

  "Is your grandfather a wolf?"

  Ma Long looked at Xiao An Wei in surprise, "What's this wolf thing?"

  "Hmm! Wolf Grandpa! Little Red Riding Hood was eaten by Grandma Wolf, and then Grandma Wolf was killed by the hunter sent by Brother Ma Long, so he must be here to take revenge on Brother Ma Long, it's a fake Grandpa Wolf trying to trick Brother Ma Long!"

  Under Malong's astonished gaze, Xiao Anwei explained with a serious expression and a naive tone what "Outer Grandpa Wolf" meant.

  And the child's words made Ma Long laugh out loud - haha, indeed just like "The Little Prince", the world in a child's eyes and adults are all strange and wonderful.

  After laughing, Ma Long suddenly became serious: "An Wei, tonight, you must listen to Adela's words and learn knowledge from her obediently."

  As for Xiao Anwei, he took a fearful glance at Adela, as if the beautiful and pretty Adela was actually the "Tigress" in the story of Malan, an evil female demon that eats naughty children.

  "Tonight's matters I will arrange, now Mr. Ma Long you need to consider is tonight's masquerade ball, what kind of eye-catching attire should be prepared, and which miss should be invited as a companion."

  Although she had just experienced being treated as a descendant of the Hellish Tribe by Lizardman Master on the beach, Adela seemed to have returned to normal and continued to fulfill her duties as an extra maid.

  "Eye-catching clothes? And a female partner too?!" Ma Long was taken aback, he had originally thought that the masquerade ball would at most only require him to casually find a mask or something, and then put on the mask and directly go to the masquerade ball venue to mingle.

  "Don't you feel like you're still living in an imperial country? Ah, so-called high society is all about pursuing a life of nobility, dressing up and bringing along heavily made-up female companions to attend masquerade balls, undoubtedly being part of the daily activities of the aristocracy."

  Lizhade Rui Master said with a hint of sarcasm.

  The Druid Master Llewelyn, who advocates harmony with nature, would certainly not like the so-called high society life that is full of luxury and filth in his eyes.

  As he spoke, Master Druid's gaze did not fall on the somewhat stunned Marlon, but was looking at a young man wearing thick linen hooded cloak that was out of place in this increasingly hot season, dressing himself up like an ascetic.

  Under the cover of a wide-brimmed hat, no one could see what this thin young man looked like as he walked towards them with his head down.

  But from Lysander's point of view, he could clearly see the approaching emaciated youth, whose large sleeves fluttered as if holding a round object that kept changing colors, which seemed to be... a scouting crystal ball.