Mystery: The whole good living master

God forsaken place

Mu Fange was worried about his wardrobe again. He was actually not good at matching clothes. In the past, when playing games, he would either wear whatever had the highest stats, or wear a complete set of clothes matched by the artist. Whenever faced with such a mixed and unmatched wardrobe, he would lament that he did not have enough clothes to wear, and then go and pay for a batch of in-app purchases of equipment and skins.

Which one should I wear? If I'm going to meet Klein's parents today, I must dress more formally. I can't dress like I usually do. I should wear the formal or casual clothes of ordinary Loen young people.

Ben Meng appeared out of thin air, holding a winter cotton dress with a white background and light blue and light yellow floral patterns. "I think you should wear this!"

The real Amon learned the lesson of "wearing inappropriate clothes" from before, and this time he chose a skirt made of thick fabric, with a circle of pure white lambskin sewn on the hem.

Mu Fangge shook his head like a rattle: It’s not a question of the thickness of the fabric, it’s a skirt!

Behind the original Amon was a row of Amon clones, each holding an item of clothing that matched the skirt: camel-colored cashmere leggings, brown low-top leather shoes with large toes, beige loose socks that could be piled up to the ankles, a khaki short jacket with a fox fur collar, and even a plaid beret.

"Are you some kind of Shadow Corps?" Mu Fange complained about this damn sense of déjà vu.

Although this dress is really nice, it is not suitable to wear today! What if Melissa and Benson misunderstand?

"Don't you want to chase her? This is a good opportunity to claim ownership!" The original Amon knew his clone very well.

Mu Fange rolled his eyes: "Forget about pursuing me. If I were a girl, I would definitely scare Klein away!"

Amon's clone, who was in charge of getting the shoes, suggested, "But this kind of dressing will make Klein's family more accepting, right? My brother brought back a very, very handsome boy..."

Mu Fangge was very conflicted - what Amon said was indeed reasonable, but a lie needs ten patches, and it will be exposed sooner or later.

"You're going to go there in front of Mr. Korish's face, aren't you afraid that his sister will also fall in love with you?" The Time Worm No. 1 who was in charge of holding the hat made a fatal move.

This is indeed a very serious problem. It is very reasonable for a brother and sister raised in the same family to have the same hobbies! Especially Melissa likes machinery. There are fan rumors that she will join the Mechanical Heart in the future. What is the Mechanical Heart? It is an organization that was almost annihilated by Morin Vika. Melissa is fascinated by Korrisi's face. The possibility of this development is too great!

Mu Fan Ge was shaken. He didn't dare to gamble...

The original Amon seized the opportunity to signal his clones, and the Amons rushed forward and quickly changed Mu Fange into clothes that suited Amon's aesthetic taste.

The Amon clone holding the coat lowered her eyes. She surrendered to the mighty power of the original body. What she didn't dare to say was: "What if the younger sister awakens her wrong preference for the beautiful elder sister?"

Mu Fange felt that something must be wrong. He tried to think, and he tried to say "but"...

"Don't think too much! Just wear it like this! Go!"

But the real Amon patted Mu Fange's head and stole all the ideas.

Mu Fangge went out of the door in a daze in her skirt.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, let me see what this guy is thinking about every day..." The original Amon fiddled with the thoughts entangled in his fingertips. These stolen thoughts, under the effect of the false uniqueness, materialized into a ball of dark red wool that twisted and tangled like an earthworm, and turned into readable information under the extraordinary power of decryption:

...Misunderstand! Mistake! Make mistakes! ...Let there be confusion! Let there be no order! ...Fight! Fight! Fight endlessly! --Split! Shatter! Cut... cut... crush! Let everything be separated!

The original Amon narrowed his eyes in confusion: "What the hell is this? I can't understand it at all!"

Adam pushed the door open and said, "I said he's been contaminated. You'd better clean him up."

"There are strict rules within Amon. We can't just clear them out if we want to." The original Amon shook his head pretentiously. "Before I sent him to assassinate Koreshi, I was sure that he was a newly created individual with pure divinity."

"So you called me over in a hurry that time?" Adam asked seriously.

"No. 3563 carries the collective power of Amon's divinity. The power of divinity will push him to try to challenge the original body. If he fails to defeat the original body, the collective power of divinity will be transferred to other Amon clones through Amon's overall consciousness." The original Amon took off his monocle and wiped it carefully with a piece of flannel.

"If he is really polluted, the pollution will inevitably spread with the transfer of divinity." The original Amon pinched his eye sockets and put on his monocle again: "As the original, I must be responsible for all Amons, and this is also responsible for myself."

"You can't do anything about him?" Adam frowned.

The original Amon led a team of Amons to the living room: "I can't kill him myself."

"However, if he was accidentally injured, sacrificed, or consumed in Amon's mission to grow and develop, that would be another matter..."

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"You...why...are you wearing this today!?"

Klein's cat eyes widened in surprise, and his mouth remained half open for a long time.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?" Mu Fangge pretended to be innocent and shook the hem of her skirt.

Klein stared with wide eyes: "It's...beautiful...but..."

But this isn’t a question of whether it looks good or not! Klein was so upset that he could not even cry.

Klein invited Almana to his home to test his family's opinion, but he was not ready to make his feelings public! Inviting a good-looking ordinary friend of the same sex to visit your home is completely different from bringing a beautiful girl of the opposite sex home!

Klein cried silently in his heart, and shed tears silently, but what could he do? Almana had done so much for him, and he couldn't be so unromantic and betray her feelings. After all, he was the one who took the initiative to pursue Almana, and even if there was something wrong, it was his fault.

(I’ve been completely overwhelmed by love!)

Since misunderstanding is inevitable, there is obviously no point in continuing to worry about it.

Does it matter what you wear?

Does it matter whether it's a boy or a girl?

It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter at all!

Klein was very clear, he knew himself very well, and he was not ashamed of it at all - he mustered up the courage to pursue Almana just because of his face, clothes and gender were not important to him at all!

Almana looks so beautiful today. Her style is completely different from usual. When she wears this dress, she looks like a simple and beautiful college girl.

Klein held Almana's hand and walked along the bank of the Hoy River, just like those young couples that he even envied. He walked slowly along the pedestrian street in the university district to the main road and boarded the public carriage that was waiting for passengers at the station.

Almana's hands are so soft, Almana's hair smells so good... No, this is too much like a pervert.

Be reserved! Be calm! Be a gentleman!

Bah, this is my own lover, what's wrong with that!

Crane held Almana's hand tighter.

Almana tilted his head to look at him, then scratched Klein's palm.

Klein suddenly felt so happy. This happiness was tangible and truly belonged to him. From now on, he no longer needed to avoid people who were in pairs out of inferiority, and he no longer needed to spy on others' happiness with envy.

(No hope, drag him out)

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The double-decker public carriage pounded on the rails all the way and stopped at the Iron Cross Street station.

Klein led Mu Fan Ge, who was already confused by the intricate streets, out of the car and followed the main road of Iron Cross Street into smaller streets. The snow on the ground was trampled black and mixed with dirty water, garbage, and rotten vegetable leaves and froze into hard ice. There were fewer street vendors in winter than in summer, and there were even fewer pedestrians on the street. The cold wind covered the vendors' mouths. If you didn't want to get wind, it was best not to shout loudly.

Klein skillfully led Mu Fan Ge around the streets and alleys. Mu Fan Ge had sharp eyes and saw a wooden sign with "Slin Bakery" hanging on the corner on the right.

Mu Fangge touched his pocket, where he found a small canvas wallet stuffed by the thoughtful Amons, which was in keeping with his identity as a "female college student".

He decisively took the initiative and dragged Klein into the bakery. Despite Klein's attempts to stop him, he bought Melissa a large piece of lemon cake.

Your sister is my sister, and it is normal to buy a cake for your sister!

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"Melissa! I'm back!"

Klein stood at the door, taking off his heavy cotton boots and shouting into the house.

Melissa poked her head out from the room opposite the door, waved at her brother, and quickly retracted her head. Her hair was a little messy because of the goggles, and she was wearing welding gloves and holding a screwdriver in her hand.

"Melissa, we have guests!"

Klein reminded him loudly again, then dragged Mu Fan Ge into the house and went to the shoe rack to find slippers for him.

The three Moretti siblings lived in a simple two-bedroom apartment. Their younger sister Melissa lived in a small room inside, while their older brothers Benson and Klein lived in a relatively large room. In addition to the brothers' bunk beds, this large room also served as a living room, kitchen, and study - in fact, it was just a cabinet, a desk, and a small coal stove.

Mu Fan Ge looked around the room curiously. This was the room that appeared at the beginning of Lord of Mysteries! He could even see the wooden base and the dressing mirror with two cracks mentioned in the book.

Klein arranged for Mu Fange to sit on the lower bunk of the bunk bed, and he moved the chair next to the desk over.

Melissa slammed the door when she heard a visitor.

Klein and Mu Fan Ge explained: Melissa likes steam machines like gears and clockworks, and she is probably tinkering with some mechanical gadgets in the room.

Klein called Melissa again: "Come out and eat cake!"

Melissa responded to her brother through the door, "I'll be there in a minute!"

Klein sat next to Mu Fange and proudly introduced to Mu Fange how his smart sister Melissa was admitted to the Steam and Mechanical Department of Tingen Technical School in July last year. He repeatedly praised his sister for her intelligence and diligence. Even though it was winter vacation, his sister would go to the church-run night school in the afternoon to audit some grammar courses. He also introduced his sister's lofty ambition to become a mechanic, and how she could keep the house in order... When talking about his family, Klein's eyes lit up, and he showed Mu Fange the mechanical clockwork toys made by Melissa.

"Guess what animal this is?" Klein took out a brass-colored mechanical object from the drawer of his desk.

Four legs, two ears, a mouth...Mu Fange thought it was a clockwork mouse.

"This is a frog!" Klein pulled a red rope out of its mouth and let go of it. The mechanical object jumped up in a very lifelike manner.

Mu Fan Ge suddenly realized: it turned out that those were not ears but bulging eyes.

“Take a look at this again?” Klein took out another flat spindle-shaped mechanical animal.

"Is this a fish?" Mu Fange asked.

“This is the fox’s tail,” Klein replied.

Mu Fangge shook his head. No matter who came today, the thing that could only flap on the ground must be a fish.

Klein then placed two chubby jars connected by three sticks, one of which had a spherical lid on top.

Mu Fan Ge couldn't guess what it was.

Klein placed the jar upright on the ground: "This is a bear holding a honey jar."

It turned out that the three sticks were the bear's limbs, and there was a bear paw in the honey jar.

Mu Fan Ge picked up the bear and asked: "Where is its mechanical structure?"

Klein shows the switch on the bottom of the bear: "The bear can stir the liquid in the honey jar."

It turned out to be an automatic mixing cup, the concept is quite advanced.

From ordinary gear birds and clockwork mice to incomprehensible resonant turtles and spring frogs... the floor was soon filled with strange mechanical structures.

Then the inner door was pushed open, and out came a girl with pale skin and thin figure. There was not much flesh on her cheeks, which made her look younger than her actual age.

Melissa finished the work at hand, straightened her hair, packed up her tools and her mechanical materials, and pushed the door open to see two people sitting on the floor and the mess. Her brother was still showing off her handicrafts to the guests.

Her face immediately wrinkled in confusion and turned red because of embarrassment. She tried hard to keep her voice from being so sharp: "Klein! You dug those things out again..." Then she saw Mu Fange turned around and immediately covered her mouth in disbelief: "Oh my God! Klein, you..."

Melissa stopped talking and winked at Klein. Klein squinted his eyes and nodded in tacit understanding to confirm Melissa's guess. He then pointed to the box on the windowsill and said, "The cake, Almana bought it for you."

Melissa greeted Mu Fange politely first, then thanked him, went to the coal stove to boil water and make tea, and finally sat on the lower bunk of the bunk bed holding the cake box and began to enjoy this delicious meal.

The cake base baked by Mrs. Slin is soft and sweet, with rich pores as regular and dense as honeycombs. It is paired with whipped meringue and cream with lemon zest, and a thin layer of lemon jam syrup is poured on the surface of the cake. It is sweet and sour, refreshing, sweet but not greasy, and is the signature of "Slin Bakery".

No one can resist lemon cake! Absolutely not!