My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 418 - 323: Otherworld Edition Prometheus

"Old Demon Emperor, your ability to judge people isn’t bad at all!" Xue Dili looked at the room of the two children and chuckled, while also feeling a bit puzzled.

The Old Demon King doesn’t seem like a muddle-headed ruler, his ability to judge people isn’t bad either, so how did he end up with such an outcome back at his home?

Maybe it’s really the limitations of the era and the world. I just hope that old Demon Emperor can build that planet well and not repeat the same mistakes.

For the last week, let these two children study well and then take more knowledge and culture back.

Hmm, maybe they should also take a cookbook back with them.

...

Meanwhile, over at Old Barak’s place.

The comic convention was wrapping up, and Old Barak had a great time. All day today, he wore the Ultraman Tiga suit and took photos with many kids. Even after he left the convention center and went to the park in the evening, there were countless children hugging his leg, shouting "Ultraman".

The genuine affection and love from these little friends made him, under the suit, grin from ear to ear, like a hundred-year-old child, seemingly spending the entire day immersed in taking photos with the kids.

But Alola was worn out...

She could only follow silently behind her grandfather, donning a pained expression as she watched him seemingly truly immersed in playing Ultraman.

She couldn’t understand why, even though Ultraman was fake, her grandfather was so obsessed with it...

Not until the sky darkened and there were fewer kids around the square, with only elderly people starting to play music and dance, did Old Barak come to Alola, still full of enthusiasm, and say, "Today was such a great day."

Alola: "..."

She wasn’t one bit happy, watching her grandfather fool around like an idiot all day.

"Cough cough, you see Alola, Ultraman is so popular in this world. Let me tell you, your grandpa really transformed into Light in Boston and defeated enemies in front of billions of people. Do you understand how happy I was then? If there was another chance, I would still choose to become Light, even if it meant giving up everything." Old Deng seemed not yet over his excitement, chattering about his glorious past in his granddaughter’s ear.

"Sigh..." Life isn’t easy, the Pope sighed.

What else could she do? After all, it’s her grandfather, she could only spoil him.

As the old and the young chattered on, suddenly a blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman walked towards them.

In this world of black hair and black eyes, this foreign-looking blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman was really eye-catching, like the Female Pope.

The woman softly coughed and handed over a business card, saying, "Are you two cosplayers from the convention? I am Fiona, a business representative from the Silver National Homestay Ltd. Here’s my card. Silver Country is currently developing and intends to set up a booth here tomorrow. Are you two interested in becoming our hired cosplayers? The pay is negotiable."

This former female knight, Fiona, had noticed these two people in the afternoon, but only extended the invitation now.

At the Princess’s request, she could only bring them over to set up a booth and promote.

Even though the business at Silver National Homestay was very good, with holiday reservations essentially full and over half full on weekdays, no one minded being too low-profile, so the Little Princess, ever vigilant against danger, prepared to continue advertising.

In short, the advertising mustn’t stop. She knew well that the internet heat comes quickly and goes quickly, so she needed to grasp the heat well and continue to keep things lively, ensuring her Silver National Homestay always had activity, always had some popularity.

Therefore, knowing there was a comic convention not far away, she allocated some funds and personnel, with plans to promote their homestay at the convention, which was also a means of advertising.

And the cosplayers they wanted naturally had to match the local fairy tale characters, so at this time, the female knight set her sights on Old Barak and Alola, thinking they were perfect for becoming the professional personnel at their booth tomorrow.

They basically didn’t even need to cosplay; just standing there gave off a sense of fantasy.