Chapter 121 Gift

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After a moment of confusion, Klein shook his head, letting these sad and lost emotions temporarily disappear from his eyes. He put his hand into his pocket and held the glass bottle tightly, feeling that Dunn's soul was sleeping, and the familiar coolness gradually helped him regain his composure.

I may not be able to attend Talim's funeral. Edward is also very familiar with Talim and there is a high probability that he will attend. If I go, it will most likely become a mass funeral. Looking at him from a distance is too suspicious, so maybe I can only mourn him in my heart.

As sad as it is, there are still more things to do in life.

For example, there is an equally immediate matter waiting to be resolved: today is Monday, and the Tarot session will be held as usual in the afternoon.

He had to hold a meeting immediately the next day after he came back from the dead, and this kind of thing actually happened again.

Emlyn hadn't come back yet, and when it was time for dinner, Klein's stomach growled a few times. After a while, Father Utravsky temporarily ended his prayer, turned to look at the wall clock engraved with the emblem of the Mother Goddess, and said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "It's already twelve o'clock."

The priest stood up and looked at Klein: "Nice to see you again, my friend. You seem to be hungry. If you don't mind, you can come to the private restaurant behind the church."

Klein was thinking about where to go for lunch, and when he heard the priest inviting him to eat together, he immediately smiled. He put the newspaper aside, stood up and straightened his clothes: "Thank you."

Emlyn was not here, so the church could not be without people, so the priest showed him the way to the restaurant, sat back, and began to recite the Holy Scriptures of Mother Earth in a low voice.

The Harvest Church is not that big, so Klein found the location of the kitchen and dining room after walking twice around the back. Fresh meat and vegetables were placed on the cabinets, and there was still a hint of cold water vapor on the vegetables. It seemed that Harvest Church should have its own supply channels, and the priest did not need to go out to buy them in person. But there wasn't much food, and it seemed like it was only enough for one person per day. It was probably because Emlyn White was a vampire and didn't usually eat.

Klein boiled a pot of boiling water, and while the water was boiling, he fried himself a steak, paired it with some vegetables and a fried egg, and a simple and caloric lunch was ready. After pouring water, Klein began to think while eating slowly.

He just suddenly thought of a way. The "blasphemy card" made by Emperor Russell has anti-divination properties. Using the "Black Emperor Card" with the personality of the gray mist, the paper angel made may be able to resist most divination temptations.

Accordingly, I may have to go to the gray fog at least once a day to prevent the effect of "Angel's Embrace" from being disconnected.

Going directly to the gray fog is probably not concealed enough. Maybe I have to go around in a circle and perform a ritual to summon myself and give myself the "Angel's Embrace"... And this is just a guess. Maybe the "Angel's Embrace" is not something I can do at all. If it doesn't have any effect, I will still die suddenly one day... But there is no other way now. As long as there is still a chance, I will try it anyway.

It should be considered safe in the church, right?

The Church of the Mother Earth is far away in Feneport, so she shouldn’t care about small churches abroad, right? But Utravsky is the favored one of the Mother Goddess. If I summon the evil god in the kitchen of the church, will I be returned to the earth on the spot?

Klein recited "Praise the Mother Goddess of the Earth" nervously a few times, and then quickly called myself and responded to myself in one breath. After taking a step into the gray mist, he did not dare to delay at all. He looked at the blasphemy card in his hand and prepared to deal with it. I performed a blessing that couldn't be faster.

At this moment, he was horrified to find that the "Black Emperor" card placed in his hand turned over strangely, and turned ninety degrees. Russell's face was facing up, and a pair of blue eyes seemed to be watching. Looking at him. Klein felt a chill in his back, so he quickly turned the "Black Emperor" over and placed it on his right side as before.

Someone has been here... Could that person be warning me by leaving these traces? Klein was sweating, but since he had already come up, he still had to bite the bullet and complete the ceremony without delay.

The cascading black wings descended, and the spiritual resonance made people intoxicated. However, Klein regained consciousness after being slightly dazed, quickly ended the ceremony, and returned to his body. The whole process probably took less than a minute.

Being immersed in the spiritual resonance, he didn't notice that a layer of black gauze fell on his body and disappeared into his body.

I finally understand why Miss Justice and Mr. Sun respect me even more after receiving the "Embrace of Angels"... Klein woke up, recalling the feeling just now, and sat stiffly on the chair, moving. They didn't dare to move, they didn't dare to breathe.

After sitting blankly for about two minutes, he did not return to the earth, and Father Utravsky did not suddenly rush in to kill him with the Sword of Dawn. Klein gradually relaxed and wanted to praise the Mother Goddess a few more times, but was worried that he would be killed. The mother goddess found out and had no choice but to shut her mouth angrily.

The table was cleared and the dishes washed. The priest had already entertained himself for free, so he couldn't do anything after the meal.

The priest was still reciting the Holy Scriptures silently, and showed no reaction when he came back. He waited and watched, and happened to see a dark figure running in the distance. The vampire Emlyn White was running quickly with a suitcase in his arms, blocking the sunlight shining on his face with one hand.

It seems I'm lucky... Klein smiled.

He entered the door, first looked for Father Utravsky's location, and then quickly came over. Klein stood two meters to the left, and Emlyn stood one meter to the right, even closer. Emlyn is only starting to be wary now, and Klein finds it a bit funny, but the warrior path of Sequence 6 really makes people feel safer. The priest acted as if he hadn't seen anything and just let the two of them stand on one side and the other like door gods.

Klein smiled and said:

"Let me verify first whether they are the two materials I need."

Emlyn White reached out and combed his hair, lifted the suitcase to his chest, and unbuttoned the hidden buckle with a snap.

The "spiritual wall" then shattered and turned into a breeze that passed through the prayer hall.

Klein, who had already turned on his spiritual vision, immediately saw bursts of strange and brilliant light, which was the spiritual brilliance of many extraordinary characteristics.

There are two small boxes in the suitcase, one is made of white tin, with many patterns, simple and heavy, and the other is a pure cardboard box.

Emlyn held the black leather suitcase with one hand and opened the silver-white but slightly dim tin box. The items inside were like walnuts with their shells peeled off, yellow-brown in color, with ridges and depressions like brain patterns.

As the candlelight swayed, it kept changing its appearance, sometimes gray with wrinkles, sometimes dark brown and extremely smooth, sometimes the two colors mixed together, outlining a "face" without facial features.

As soon as he saw it, Klein felt that the power of the potion that had been completely digested and integrated into himself was slightly strange, like a magnet encountering a different pole.

He controlled his body with his "Joker" ability and suppressed the feeling of mutual attraction. He already understood in his heart that it was the genuine brain-mutated pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter.

It seems that the speculation in Emperor Russell's diary is indeed possible. High-sequence items of the same pathway will intermittently and unconsciously attract mid- and low-sequence Beyonders to its vicinity, and tend to gather together...

I didn't realize it before. Firstly, the corresponding extraordinary materials were of low grade, and secondly, my own strength was poor and the sequence was not enough... By the way, every time I digested the magic potion, an illusory starry sky seemed to appear around me, and there were many things in it. There are many dazzling lights, they are pulling each other, trying to get closer... This may be the picture of the law of "aggregation" of extraordinary characteristics in the same pathway, and the greater the "mass", the stronger the gravity...

So, would the extraordinary properties of nearby roads comply with this law?

With an unchanged expression, Klein recalled the records in Russell's diary, and combined with his own experience of digesting potions three times, he roughly determined the existence of a certain law.

Emlyn White glanced at him, and seeing that Klein's expression was normal, he quickly closed the tin box and opened the paper box next to it.

The inside of the carton is padded with dense cotton, and in the center lies a glass bottle that can hold 200 ml of liquid. Half of it is empty, and the rest is filled with viscous water that can change its color with the change of light.

"Any more questions?" Emlyn closed the paper box.

"Let me confirm again." Klein took out a gold coin and let it spin and jump between his fingers, as if it had a life of its own.

Zheng!

The gold coin bounced up, fell down again, and lay in Klein's palm.

This time, the portrait is facing up, indicating affirmation.

Klein nodded slightly and took out wads of banknotes from different pockets of his clothes, including 10-pound denominations, 5-pound bills, and 1-pound bills.

"1,650 pounds." Klein piled the cash high and placed it on the table and chair next to him. "The 200 you advanced to me has been added to it."

"Step back!" Emlyn shouted cautiously when a large amount of money was involved.

Klein smiled, raised his hands, and stepped back a distance.

Emlyn cautiously approached and checked whether there was any white paper in the pile of cash. After a brief calculation, he threw the suitcase in his hand towards the transaction partner.

Klein was startled, and caught the suitcase with agility and precise judgment.

He was afraid that the glass bottle would break and the blood of the Thousand-Faced Hunter would seep out.

Emlyn White took this opportunity to collect the banknotes and quickly retreated to Father Utravski's side.

He then breathed a sigh of relief and carefully checked the amount and authenticity.

Seeing this scene, Klein couldn't help but recall the scene just now, and suddenly felt a little ashamed:

He and Emlyn made the good Mother Earth Church look like an arms or drug dealing scene...

After confirming the status of the two pieces of materials, Klein snapped his fingers, lit the match specially separated from his pocket, and let the red flames that suddenly rose to surround him.

When the flames receded, he had disappeared.

This is a transfer method that Klein has long thought of. It does not require going to the street or taking a car, and it eliminates many processes that may reveal his face.

Next, it was time for him to rent a house in the Hillston area.

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Amon stared at a certain place for a few seconds, always feeling that something slipped through his fingers.

He stretched out his hand and scratched at the sky, but couldn't catch anything other than air.

"It's a bit unlike...but the wave just now was indeed the wave of divination and prayer...it had a vague 'distortion' effect, and a little bit of 'sun'? Could it be a member of the Secret Order praying to Zaratul?" He has been insane for a long time, how can he respond?"

"Or is it Pales? I have to avoid Him, but He should avoid me first. Unfortunately, I didn't see what the 'Midnight Poet' he parasitized looked like, and he might not be the Midnight Poet anymore."

After lying on the windowsill in a daze for a while, Amon moved back to the sofa, picked up a million-dollar Rubik's Cube and twisted it a few times, and restored six sides in an instant. He scrambled the Rubik's Cube with his eyes closed, and then used his computing power to deduce the optimal solution. He found that it was exactly the same as the method he had studied for a week.

Amon narrowed his eyes and began to analyze in his mind:

My extraordinary ability is the same as the conclusion I came to after a week of regular research (and only in my spare time, without thinking very seriously). So according to human logic, I extended what could be solved in one second to a week. I seriously wasted time and reduced efficiency. I also proved that my thinking was useless. I should be sad now.

Should we cry like humans when their efforts are in vain?

No, there are many ways to express discomfort. It is said that some people will eat a big meal when they are sad. So which way should I use?

No.

Am I really sad?

Amon hissed and realized that he seemed to have grasped a certain key point. He fell back, sunk into the sofa, looked up at the ceiling and chandelier, and asked further:

Human beings are sad because the fruits of their labor have been denied, just as machines can replace people. And I think it is very incredible that "learning to think like humans" can get "the same answers as decryption scholars".

Humans are sad because they feel they have wasted time, and the premise of wasting time is that "time is limited." My time is unlimited, why should I feel sad that I have wasted time?

The born mythical creature suddenly became clear, and it suddenly dawned on her mind: I shouldn't be sad, I should be happy!

Amon figured it out, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He jumped up from the sofa with a sudden jerk, happily jumped onto the railing of the second floor with the perfectly restored Rubik's Cube, and knocked on Edward Vaughn's door. Study door.

A voice came from the door: "Come in."

Amon pushed the door open and saw Edward sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the temple of his spectacles with one hand, and holding several pages of paper stapled together in one hand, squinting his eyes and frowning, like a "subway" from the old era. , old man, mobile phone" emoticon package.

Seeing Amon coming, Edward put on his glasses, controlled his facial expression, and turned to ask him, "What's the matter?"

A restored third-level Rubik's Cube was delivered to him. Amon showed a big smile:

"I did it."

"I relied on myself, no, I restored it after thinking like a human being, without using extraordinary abilities."

Edward raised his eyebrows, took the Rubik's Cube, looked at it, and nodded slightly.

"How are you feeling now?"

"I think I should be happy now." Amon said with a smile, "I set limits for myself, spent some time, and got the results I wanted, so I feel happy."

"Don't you think it's all in vain?"

"I don't feel this way. On the contrary, I somewhat understand why you feel that 'human beings originally have unlimited possibilities.'"

This answer made Eduardo glance at Amon. He put the Rubik's Cube into the drawer at hand, with a slightly more relaxed and happy expression on his face, and asked the proud Amon in front of him: "What reward do you want to get?"

"I want to eat 'Chinese pastries' again, such as osmanthus cake and seafood porridge."

It seems that the previous food left a deep impression on Amon. Although he prefers spicy food, he was still conquered by Chinese food. This is not difficult to achieve. Edward nodded: "Okay."

Amon looked happy and noticed that the other party still had something to do, so he happily left the study and closed the door.

After he left, the study became quiet again. Edward adjusted his mentality and picked up the letter and documents on his lap again.

The letter begins:

"I'm sorry to bother you with this kind of thing, teacher. I think his experiments and ideas have great room for improvement. I hope you can take a look at his latest research report."

On the cover of the document were several scrawled handwritings, and there was some dirt on the paper:

"Experimental Record of Hybridization between Broiler Chicken and Apple Tree".

TBC

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All gifts from the gods are clearly priced, waiting for the day they are collected.