Chapter 187 Put your “weapon” in the back.
"Sofia?" William paused slightly, remembering the name.
A while ago, when they had a staff dinner at Le Chateau de Paris, the girl playing the violin at the entrance was named Sofia.
Connecting this with the semi-deity who also runs a piano store, it was very possible that Sofia's body had been occupied by a demon's spirit.
Zoey asked, "Do you know her?"
"I've met her once."
"Oh, let's go and see then." Zoey and William got on the bus.
On the bus, Zoey finally couldn't help but say, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere."
"Maybe it's because I look rather ordinary," William mused, still contemplating the differences between the two paths of reincarnation and attaining demigod strength.
There were originally demi-gods in this world. Gods could infuse their divine spirit into suitable human bodies, but if the person's strength was not enough and they were killed again, their spirit would basically perish. Finding another suitable body would be nearly impossible.
Perhaps for this reason, very few gods had descended in the last several thousand years.
Once a deity descends, if it cannot find a suitable body immediately, returning is not that easy, and it is even more dangerous afterwards.
If one forcefully uses power to occupy the body of an infant, the risks are even greater. Even for demigods, if they perish during their childhood, it is truly a path of self-destruction.
Such a great risk is not something every god is willing to take.
If one chooses to reincarnate, it means erasing previous memories and being reborn as a completely new person, potentially leading an inconspicuous life. Dying once would undoubtedly weaken the divine spirit.
Reincarnating through a thousand lives without the divine spirit perishing, probably only Artemis, who has studied William's "Mystic Transformation Art", could achieve that.
Zoey was not very satisfied with William's answer, but she couldn't really find any fault with it either.
Zoey rarely pays attention to the appearances of people she is indifferent to. Even for the Soulmancers in the files, it has always been Wes's responsibility to remember their faces. Therefore, just as she cannot distinguish between expensive and cheap cars, it is quite normal for William to describe his own appearance as ordinary.
The two rode the bus for an hour, and Zoey fell asleep right there in her seat.
William, standing beside her, looked bewildered, wondering whether the girl knew which stop they needed to alight at.
It was only when the bus reached the final stop and the driver asked them to disembark that William woke her up.
"Are we there yet?" Zoey asked, looking at William after waking up.
William was also looking at her, both staring at each other, "How would I know if we have arrived? Let's get out of the car first."
After alighting, Zoey took out her phone and started looking at it, and William leaned over to look as well.
Wes sent her a bunch of WhatsApp messages, including the location of the piano store, and also asking if they had arrived.
Around five in the afternoon, he sent another message asking how things were going.
He just sent another message saying he has already arrived at Melodic Harmony Piano House.
Zoey opened her phone's navigation app and after a glance, let out a long sigh, "Oh my, we've missed the stop again."
The word "again" implied a lot to William; it was quite evident that this girl probably often missed her stops when taking the bus.
And judging by the location Wes had sent her, this girl likely didn't know the specific location of Melodic Harmony Piano House at all.
Terrifying!
And such a person was actually leading William alone to find a demi-god?
Whether they could defeat others was one thing; just finding the place would be quite an achievement.
"7 miles?" William looked at the distance displayed on the navigation app and thought this girl was truly amazing.
It was indeed rare to encounter a girl even more clueless than his apprentice.
Now, William felt that Zoey's intelligence was probably on par with Amy's.
"Let's run there!" Zoey declared.
William used to enjoy running, but now he had to act like an ordinary person. 7 miles, how long would that take to run?
Should he also pretend to be exhausted after running?
"Wes has already gone there; we must hurry." Zoey said, "Run faster."
"I'll do my best!"
Without another word, the two started running.
Ten minutes later, William, with a full head of sweat, pretended to pant heavily.
Zoey finally couldn't bear to see him like this and said, "I'll carry you!"
William's acting was incredibly realistic; how embarrassing it would be to be carried by a girl!
"Okay!" William didn't even refuse and agreed directly.
Normally, he should have let Zoey go ahead, and he could have followed later.
But he had never experienced being carried by a girl before, and in today's open society, William was unashamed and had no reservations.
"Get on!" Zoey, who probably was single-minded, insisted on taking William, this encumbrance, and gestured for him to climb on.
William didn't stand on ceremony and directly leaned onto Zoey's back.
This feeling did make William somewhat flustered.
He was a normal man, and he had been single for who knows how many years. Now being carried by a girl, holding onto her neck, and occasionally getting a whiff of a girl's unique fragrance.
This definitely wasn't perfume; a girl like Zoey wouldn't wear perfume.
Zoey's physical strength was astonishing; she ran incredibly fast even while carrying William.
She followed the navigation instructions, running even faster than before, perhaps twice as fast.
Wherever they went, passersby all had a look of disbelief.
Oh my, a man was actually being carried by a girl!
And they were moving so fast!
Was this girl a superhero?
Carrying a person and still able to run so fast, was she using some kind of cheat or had she injected some enhancing agent?
"Hey! What have you placed on your pants? It's poking me." Zoey, while running, felt something was amiss.
William kept a straight face: "I heard this trip to the piano house seemed to be quite dangerous; shouldn't I bring a weapon?"
"What's the use of a weapon?" Zoey was somewhat discontented. "Can you move your weapon to the back, or just hold it in your hand?"
Ah!?
Holding it in hand might be feasible.
But moving it to the back...
Even for William, that was impossible!
William fell silent.
Zoey didn't bother to waste words; listening to the navigation instructions, there was only 1 mile left. Anyway, although William's weapon was uncomfortable, it didn't hurt, so she didn't say much more and increased her pace.
William felt somewhat embarrassed. He suggested running by himself, but Zoey thought he was too slow and refused his proposal, continuing to carry him and sprint, becoming the most stunning sight on the street.
Fortunately, William controlled his desires and didn't wet his pants, but when he arrived at the piano store, he still seemed somewhat reluctant to leave.
Indeed, no matter how many years a man has lived, as long as his body is fine, he is undoubtedly a lecher.
Or rather, the longer such a lecher lives, the more perverted he becomes.
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