Mystery: Chaos Path

“Hopefully…” Rowland sighed, then, as if thinking of something, he smiled, and said very optimistically: “Actually, I've already written to my teacher, and he finally replied. He scolded me in the letter, but said he'd be back within two months. Once he returns, the problems should all be solved, right?”

Rowland then looked at Klein and said, “My teacher also said he’ll take a look at your situation when he gets back, so don't worry, Klein. My teacher is very powerful; he can definitely solve your problem.”

Hearing this, Klein was both touched and somewhat guilty. However, as a cautious person, he could only apologize to Rowland in his heart, then curiously asked, “Jack, what kind of person is Mr. Lucifer?”

“Him?” Rowland wore a look of reminiscence, then said uncertainly, “Well, it's hard for me to say. Generally, he should be considered a good person, but he has a pretty bad sense of humor. He especially likes to tease people and is always talking about scripts, actors, and things like that. It's all stuff I don't understand.”

As he spoke, Rowland seemed to remember something and looked indignant. He said, “And let me tell you, I originally asked my teacher about Mr. Door and The Fool in the letter, but that guy insisted on telling me that this wasn't something I should understand at this stage, and told me to study the knowledge I should be learning properly. It infuriated me!”

This was naturally patching up the fact that Jack Jones clearly had a very powerful teacher, but didn't know much high-level secret knowledge.

In fact, this was the path that a Beyonder with a master should take. After all, knowing too much in this world is never a good thing, especially knowledge about high-level existences. Although it wasn't quite "knowledge is danger," it wasn't far off.

Klein listened to Rowland's angry words, his lips twitching slightly, but he could understand Rowland's teacher's behavior.

After all, students should indeed learn things appropriate for their stage. It's not like a Sequence 9 newbie knowing a bunch of knowledge about angels and true gods would be of any use.

Moreover, with Jack's personality, it's really hard to say if he would cause a big mess if he knew too much… Thinking of this, Klein looked at Rowland and comforted him: “Mr. Lucifer is doing this for a reason. Knowing too much can sometimes bring danger.”

Rowland immediately slumped like an eggplant that had been hit by frost, muttering things like “I didn't do it on purpose,” “It was an accident,” “I definitely won't do it again next time,” and other strange things.

After being depressed for a while, Rowland suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Klein, saying, “Klein, have you recited The Fool's honorific name?”

“Uh, no.” Klein shook his head calmly, as if he really hadn't.

Rowland wore a thoughtful expression, and after a few seconds said, “Then why don't I recite it again and see what kind of demon or monster this Fool is. Anyway, I've already recited His honorific name. If I were to be targeted, I would have been targeted already, so there's no harm in reciting it one more time. If that Fool really isn't an evil god, maybe we can chat with Him? And I always feel like I've heard The Fool's honorific name somewhere…”

Klein's pupils instantly shook. He never expected Rowland's thought process to jump to this point, but considering his usual carefree and somewhat out-of-touch style, Klein was surprisingly not surprised. He just quickly said:

“This kind of thing is still too dangerous. Isn't your teacher coming back soon? Even if you really want to do something, you have to wait for your teacher to come back.”

Klein then quickly changed the subject and said, “You said you felt familiar with The Fool's honorific name. Can you remember where you heard it before?”

“…It seems like it was in a book I saw before.” Klein was already trying so hard, so Rowland naturally had his attention diverted as he wished, saying: “That book seemed to mention something about a 'Blessing of the Yellow and Black Celestial Worthy,' which felt a bit similar to The Fool's honorific name…”

This time, Klein's pupils really shook, and he didn't even try to hide the change in his expression.

“Huh? Klein, what's wrong with your eyes? Are you uncomfortable? Do you want some eye drops? Uh, do they have eye drops in this era…” Rowland naturally knew what was going on with Klein, but he still pretended not to know, asking with a confused and concerned expression.

“I'm fine.” Klein shook his head with difficulty, then, not caring about potentially exposing himself, he asked, “Jack, do you remember which book you saw the Blessing of the Yellow and Black Celestial Worthy in?”

“I really don't remember. After all, it was something that happened a long time ago, before I transmigrated… cough, and I can't find that book now.” Rowland shook his head, then, as if remembering something, muttered:

“But I remember that after I read that book, I had nightmares when I slept. I dreamed of a large expanse of gray fog. I was calling for help in the fog, but no one answered. It was quite scary.”

Hearing this, Klein pursed his lips. Although he had guessed it in his heart, at this moment he realized that perhaps all transmigrators were related to the Blessing of the Yellow and Black Celestial Worthy, and to the gray fog.

But why? If the Blessing of the Yellow and Black Celestial Worthy really existed, why did He let them transmigrate? Where did the other party go now?

Moreover, the other transmigrators clearly couldn't go above the gray fog. Why could he?

Was there something special about him?

Klein's heart was in a mess, and he only felt like a huge shadow was enveloping him. Just then, Klein suddenly felt a pleasant mood smoothing out the bad emotions in his heart, making his whole person's emotions peaceful, even a little happy.

This surprised him, and he looked up to see Rowland looking at him worriedly, holding something that looked like a cross in his hand, pressing the cross against him.

“Are you okay, Klein?” Rowland asked with a worried expression.

“I'm fine. What is this?” Klein shook his head, looking curiously at the cross in Rowland's hand.

“This is a mystical item my teacher gave me. It has the effect of comforting other people's emotions. I just saw that your emotions were off, so I used it on you.” Rowland said without changing his expression. He had indeed just used the emotional manipulation skill on Klein to comfort him, but not through the cross.

And the cross itself was naturally just a decoration.

Klein immediately understood where the pleasant mood had come from, which made him feel a little warmer in his heart. He smiled and said, “Thank you, Jack.”

At the same time, Klein, who had completely adjusted his mood, also said to himself in his heart:

“Don't be afraid, Zhou Mingrui. No matter what the Blessing of the Yellow and Black Celestial Worthy's purpose is, you can't just wait for death!”

“And this might be a good thing. If the Blessing of the Yellow and Black Celestial Worthy is really the mastermind behind the transmigrations, then as long as I find Him, perhaps… I can go home!”

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but exhale.