Mystery: The Extraordinary Journey Starting from an Angel

"Olivia" watched Benson leave with a meaningful smile on her face.

If Klein was here, he would definitely recognize that the person in front of him was definitely not the angel of the night, Olivia.

But now!

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The dusk in Backlund is always replaced by gloomy clouds and drizzling rain.

Physically and mentally exhausted, Klein held his half-high silk hat with his hand, slightly lowered his body, and walked quickly through the wet streets. Under the light of the gas street lamps, he returned to No. 15 Minsk Street.

After a short rest, he took four steps in the dark and entered the gray fog.

After being promoted to Sequence 6 "Faceless Man", he had always wanted to check if there were any changes in the mysterious space, but because he was too tired last night and could not wake up in the middle of the night, and he was "busy" outside during the day, so he could only wait until now.

In addition, Klein had to eliminate interference and divine something.

That is, after this promotion, when his spirituality was not stable, he did not hear the illusory mumbling of "Honachis...Fregola...Honachis...Fregola" again!

Although he knew that this Honachis was related to Olivia, he did not know what the relationship was.

He originally wanted to ask her when there was an opportunity, but then this happened, so he did not have time.

And Klein also wanted to figure out whether this was a natural change after being promoted to Sequence 6, or if there were other reasons.

In the majestic palace, the mottled bronze long table and the twenty-two high-backed chairs with different symbols on the back stood quietly, as if they had never changed.

The gray fog under them and the endless emptiness around them were the same.

But as soon as Klein entered here, his spiritual intuition keenly discovered that the mysterious space was slightly different from before.

He was not in a hurry to explore and try. He calmed down, sat at the top, materialized a pen and paper, and wrote down a divination sentence:

"The reason why I didn't hear the whispers after my promotion."

Holding the paper in his hand and muttering the sentence, Klein leaned back in his chair and quickly entered the dream with the help of meditation.

In the gray sky and the earth, pictures flickered one after another, and finally froze on a scene.

That was Klein when his face and body were still covered with light-colored granulations. He was surrounded by a layer of illusory, thin, gray-white mist that others could not detect.

The dream was broken, Klein opened his eyes, and roughly understood the reason:

"The gray fog and reality are intertwined, helping me block the whispers from unknown places...

"After being promoted to Sequence 6, my connection with the mysterious space above the gray fog has become closer, which has brought certain changes, and I can naturally use a little power?

"At present, it should be like this.

"Well, try to explore the surroundings to see what specific changes there are. "

Klein slowly stood up and followed his inspiration, heading in a certain direction outside the ancient palace. Under his feet was a gray fog that spread out like the sea.

He walked for an unknown amount of time, and when he wanted to stop and give up exploring, a light suddenly flashed at the end of the road.

Klein was delighted, quickened his pace, and moved closer.

Seven or eight seconds later, he saw a staircase, a staircase leading to heaven!

The staircase was made of pure light, sacred, transparent, and clear, and could shock everyone's heart.

The staircase extended to the void above, with only four floors, each of which was quite high, as if it was prepared for creatures larger than giants.

Klein followed its direction. Looking up, he saw a layer of gray-white mist, which condensed in the air, as if holding something, and the Stairs of Light were still a certain distance away from there.

Four steps, does it mean that I have finished drinking the potions of Sequence 9, Sequence 8, Sequence 7, and Sequence 6?

What is above that layer of mist?

Klein walked forward cautiously, came to the Stairs of Light, and stepped on the steps.

There was nothing strange about the steps, and they were as solid as if they were made of stone.

Klein followed the stairs, tumbling and climbing up to the fourth floor, and then tried to look above the gray-white mist, but unfortunately, his sight could not penetrate it at all.

He thought about it, took two steps forward, He tried to jump up.

However, as soon as he left the Stairs of Light, he lost the momentum to go up and the instinct of his spirit to fly, and fell straight down, stepping on the gray fog at the bottom.

It seems that he needs to upgrade two or three sequences. If Sequence 4 is indeed a qualitative change, then after I become a half-god and half-human, it should be enough...

Klein looked up and made some judgments.

After exploring a circle, Klein returned to the ancient palace supported by stone pillars without finding anything else.

He sat at the top of the bronze table, half-closed his eyes, and compared the growth of his spirituality with the number of members he could bring in.

"Including those who were not burdened before, there are roughly 10,000 members who can be brought in. Four new members, but no target for the time being..."

Klein shook his head and muttered to himself. He did not stop and returned to the real world to prepare for a wonderful dinner.

Cut potatoes, blanch beef, add onions, stir-fry for a while, sprinkle sugar, pepper and other condiments, then pour the prepared hot water into the stew pot, cover the lid, and turn down the flame.

It must be said that the "magician"'s ability to manipulate flames is simply a good helper in the kitchen...

Since I have it, my cooking skills have improved significantly...

If there is no loss of control, no monsters, no searches, no evil gods, and everyone is committed to using their abilities so harmlessly, the world will be peaceful and beautiful...

Klein sighed, left the kitchen and entered the living room.

The light of the gas wall lamp was spilling out. Klein, who was originally planning to flip through a magazine and wait for the right time to put in potatoes and carrots and add the right amount of salt, couldn't help but think about how to play the role of "Faceless Man":

"I just woke up this morning and my spirituality was completely stable. I found that although the "Faceless Man" potion in my body showed no signs of digestion, it was in harmony with me to a certain extent. This is a phenomenon that has never occurred after taking the "Fortune Teller", "Clown", and "Magician" potions before..."

Thinking of this, Klein looked up at the convex window. Because it was dark outside, it became like a mirror, faithfully reflecting the image of Sherlock Moriarty with black hair, brown eyes, a beard around his mouth, and gold-rimmed glasses.

Klein nodded thoughtfully:

"This may be because I have been playing Klein Moretti. Well... In a sense, Sherlock Moriarty is just Klein's disguise, not someone else.

"Although I have received many memory fragments and have some of my original emotions, in essence, I am still a visitor from another world, Zhou Mingrui, a keyboard expert on Earth.

"In the past five months, I have experienced too many things. Sometimes, I even think that I am Klein Moretti."

In silence, one thought after another flashed through Klein's mind, giving him a lot of enlightenment.

However, I am still Zhou Mingrui in Klein Moretti's skin...

I have never given up the idea of ​​going back...

He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the figure reflected in the convex window had changed:

It was a young man with dark brown eyes and short black hair. His facial features were not distinctive and he looked quite gentle, but he had obvious bags under his eyes and his chin had already shown signs of double layers.

This is Zhou Mingrui from Earth.

Long time no see...