Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 17: Business

It was already early morning when Ke Wen returned to the hotel. Because he and Constantine sent Angela to a hospital. After all, Angela had just been tormented by Mammon, and there were some injuries to her internal organs.

After Angela was settled in the hospital, Kewen took his leave and refused Chaz's offer to send him back to the hotel alone.

Currently condensing the free dust in the air into a table, Ke Wen sat on the balcony and looked at the spear tip in his hand.

After perceiving it for a while, Ke Wen found that this 'Longinus Spear' seemed to have become a regular item.

The material is poor iron, but the entire spear tip is full of the power to break the rules of the holy and the evil.

It contains a huge amount of power of faith. Human beings' belief in Jesus, coupled with the blood of **** stained on it, makes the tip of the spear have a strong restraint against evil, or the power of hell.

However, the beliefs in the spear body do not only come from humans, and many of those beliefs come from **** creatures.

Think about it, too. After all, the spear stabbed **** to death, and the creatures of **** naturally regard the spear as a weapon that can break the sacred.

Therefore, from the belief in the creatures of hell, coupled with the historical concept of the spear that stabbed Jesus, this makes the spear also have the power to destroy the divine.

Kewen doesn't know whether this spear point has a breaking effect on other types of power. But now that you think about it, let's try it out.

So Ke Wen took out a piece of magic metal from the 'Rubik's Cube Space', and transformed it into a dagger.

It was simply enchanted, and then Kewen held the tip of the 'Spear of Destiny' and tried to stab the magic dagger.

Ding! There was a crisp metal impact sound. Ke Wen looked at the results of the experiment and found that the magic dagger was intact.

Looking at the tip of the Spear of Destiny again, Kewen couldn't help being completely speechless when he saw the blunted tip of the spear.

Well, it seems that such an 'artifact' is special only in its targeting of divine power and evil power.

Besides this point, its essence is just an antique with backward smelting technology, inferior materials and a long history.

Fortunately, Ke Wen didn't use much force, otherwise he might have destroyed the spear point just now. Noticing this, Ke Wen completely lost interest in the Spear of Destiny in his hand.

Keep it as a collectible. So Ke Wen stepped into the 'Magic Cube Space'. He came to the collection room and placed the 'Spear of Destiny', the first collectible from DC Universe, in a new showcase.

Then, Ke Wen stopped in front of several other showcases. While looking at all the collections, he recalled the rich experiences in the previous worlds.

...The next morning, Ke Wen checked out from the hotel. After renting a hotel car, Cowen asked the driver to take him to Wilshere Boulevard under Beverly Hills.

Ke Wen sent the driver away with a tip, and Ke Wen stood in front of the small building he rented and looked around. Then he walked into the building door and re-examined the layout of the entire three-story building.

When he returned to the first floor, Ke Wen already had a renovation plan in mind. Recalling the plan again, after not finding any omissions, Ke Wen slowly raised his arms.

The magic power instantly enveloped the entire small building. Under the large-scale transformation, the original decoration of the small building completely disappeared, and it became what Ke Wen wanted.

Cowen then began to arrange the furniture again. He took local materials from the "Rubik's Cube Space" and transformed the soil and sandstone into various furniture.

I also selected some ornamental plants from the original planet of the 'Magic Cube Space', transplanted them into flower pots and brought them into the small building.

When everything is arranged, the time has come to noon. Looking at the bright and natural small building, Ke Wen couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

Then there is one last step left. Casting Transfiguration again, Corwen crafted a ladder and a hanging plaque.

Carrying the ladder and the hanging plaque, he walked out of the building door, and Kewen set up the ladder and climbed up. Blocking the movement with his body, Ke Wen used magic to embed the wooden plaque into the wall and hang it, then jumped from the ladder and landed.

"Spiritual Consulting Firm" Ke Wen looked up at the words on the plaque, and then raised his hand to point to the plaque.

An invisible magic fell on the plaque without causing any vision. But when the magic took effect, the passers-by who were curiously watching this side suddenly became confused for a moment.

Then, they seemed to have forgotten Kewen's small building and their curiosity just now. The footsteps that had been stopped started again, and no one paid attention to Ke Wen's side.

Seeing the reactions of the passers-by, Ke Wen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, and then walked back into the building with the ladder in his hand.

He sent the ladder to the utility room, and Ke Wen walked out of the small building again, and walked along the street to the bustling main road.

In fact, the whole block is not very gorgeous, and the buildings have no characteristics or artistry. It's just because it was endowed with a unique layer of color by "Hollywood".

Cowen walked several hundred meters all the way until he entered a restaurant, but he didn't see any stars or celebrities on the street.

Even there are very few people in this area, and what you see is basically tourists who come here for fame. After a not very tasty lunch, Ke Wen returned to the small building with nostalgia for "Nakiri Erina".

However, what surprised him was that there was a black woman hovering at the door of the small building, looking into the small building from time to time through the floor-to-ceiling windows, exuding a long-awaited sense of urgency.

The woman should be a mulatto, because the skin is not that kind of translucent dark, but that kind of tanned color.

The appearance of the other party is very familiar to Ke Wen, but the woman has been pacing back and forth with her head down, or looking into the small building, so that the other party's face is covered by a black curly hair most of the time.

Kewen can only see a small part of the other person's side face, so he can't immediately compare the other person with the memory in his heart.

So Ke Wen quickened his pace and soon came to the entrance of the small building.

"Ma'am." He asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you?" The woman trembled all over, as if she was frightened.

Suddenly turned her head to look at Ke Wen, and after seeing Ke Wen's appearance clearly, the woman let go of her held breath.

Holding her chest and taking a deep breath, the woman shook her head wearily and apologetically: "Thank you, I'm fine, I, I'm just waiting for someone..." As she spoke, the woman glanced inside the small building again.

Cowen smiled. He smiled and pointed to the window: "I am the owner of this firm, what a surprise, I didn't expect to come to work so soon."

"You?" The woman was very surprised. She looked at Ke Wen again, and tentatively asked: "You opened this firm? Then, that..." Raising her hand and pointing to the hanging wooden plaque, the woman asked expectantly: "Excuse me, supernatural consultation , Is it the kind of supernatural being I think?"

"Of course." Ke Wen nodded, and stretched out his hand to push open the door, and then greeted: "Please come in."

"Is the door unlocked?" The woman was surprised. She stared at the door and whispered, "I pushed the door just now!" Ke Wen just smiled, and he didn't explain anything.

The woman continued to hesitate outside the door before biting her lip and following in.

"Please follow me." Ke Wen greeted and led the way. He led the woman through the reception hall and walked into an office on the first floor.

Signed the woman to sit down on the chair, and then Ke Wen went to the desk and sat down as well. Taking a brief look at the woman's very familiar appearance, Ke Wen said with a smile: "Ke Wen Quinn, the owner of this firm."

"Ah, hello!" The woman was a little startled, and she quickly responded cautiously: "I'm Robbien." Stretching her hand across the desk, the woman introduced herself nervously: "Robien Leigh Hana Fenty."

"Hello." Ke Wen reached out and shook his hand. Right on the number. The mixed-race woman in front of her was indeed that Rihanna, that singer and queen Rihanna.

But the other party should be less than twenty years old at this time. If this world is the same as the reality, then the other party has just debuted this year.

After shaking hands, Ke Wen took out the notebook and pen from the drawer in a pretentious manner. Putting the pen and paper in front of him, Ke Wen asked: "Then Ms. Fenty, you can tell your troubles."

"Sorry, please wait first." Rihanna was a little dazed, she covered her forehead, and recalled the process of following her in.

Then she asked inexplicably: "Mr. Quinn, may I ask what you are dealing with here?"

"You should be able to imagine it." Ke Wen said with a smile: "My firm is very special, or in other words, the plaque at the door is very special."

"Only those who really have difficulties and need help can see my firm and come here unknowingly."

"Of course..." Ke Wen added with a smile: "Only in the area of ​​Beverly Hills."

"Very special?" Rihanna thought about it for a while, and then said in surprise: "I seem to have walked to the outside door without knowing it~IndoMTL.com~ And an idea appeared in my mind, it seems that it can be solved here My troubles..."

"Those are not important." Ke Wen said: "Then Ms. Fenty, tell me about the troubles you encountered."

"Really, can you help me?" Rihanna was still a little distrustful, she hesitated and did not tell her situation.

This made Kewen feel a little helpless, because he is not well-known now, otherwise it would not make customers unable to feel trust.

So Ke Wen had to take the initiative to expose: "Ms. Fenty, to be honest, I found some negative energy in your body. To put it bluntly, it is the breath left by ghosts, devils, ghosts and the like."

"So, can you tell me about your situation?" Rihanna was surprised again, but this time the surprise was not distrust, but the kind of surprise of "I didn't expect to meet an expert" feel.

"Sir! Help me! Please help me!" Rihanna suddenly lost control of her emotions. She shouted excitedly, and her eyes were instantly filled with moisture...