Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 175: Wandering in the Spirit World and Frank's New Product
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After burying Buddy, Klein looked up and saw many people around him mourning in front of the grave. They had one thing in common: faces with characteristics of the southern continent, and clothing in the styles of various countries in the northern continent.

If you want to bury your loved ones, you must have a certain amount of wealth. If you want to have time to mourn your family, you must have some savings so that you don’t have to go hungry after paying for the burial because you don’t go to work or lack the labor force.

As time passed, the mourners gradually left, and Klein followed them. After walking a few steps, he suddenly felt a chill around him. Then, in his spiritual vision, a pale flame door opened beside him, and the snake-tailed demigod appeared beside him.

Klein looked around and chose to go under a tree in the corner. He held the railing with his arms and pretended to look at the scenery in the distance.

The Serpent Tail Demigod handed him a letter. Klein thanked him in a low voice and opened the letter to read.

"…There are two ways to obtain a messenger. One is to think of an accurate description, hold a ceremony, summon the corresponding spirit world creature, and sign a necromancy contract with it. The other is to directly enter the spirit world, find the messenger you want, and after obtaining its consent, sign a contract with it and record the precise description language for future use."

"The first method is relatively simple, but quite dangerous, because those who fit the description may be powerful spiritual creatures or strange evil spirits. Every time you summon, you can't be completely sure what will be attracted, and this is a risk that divination cannot avoid in advance."

“The danger of the second method is that it is not easy to find the right messenger, and there is a risk of getting lost in the spirit world.”

"Unless you are a traveler, I do not recommend the second method. For the first method, I can provide some verified 'descriptions'. As long as the process is accurate, the danger level is quite low, but it may not satisfy you. In addition, the contract requires the use of the power of the dead realm, which you can provide with my copper whistle."

“The format consists of the following paragraphs…

"Of course, if you don't mind, I can give it to you and let it sign a contract with you..."

That one? Klein was slightly startled, then he understood.

"I asked Mr. Azik how he could have a messenger. Mr. Azik meant..."

After reading the letter, Klein looked hesitantly at the snake-tailed demigod beside him and asked tentatively:
"Mr. Azik, do you think it's okay to let you be my messenger?"

The snake-tailed demigod nodded. Klein didn’t sense any rejection from him, but he didn’t sense any willingness either.

"No, no, I think I'd better not trouble you. You have helped me many times."

So Klein quickly shook his head and said, "Besides, I remember Mr. Azik said that if you are damaged, you should go to a place related to the copper whistle to repair it. If you transfer it to me, it may cause additional dangers."

The snake-tailed demigod remained noncommittal, looking nonchalant.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and said tentatively, "So, I hope to get your help and go to the spirit world to find out if there are any benevolent creatures willing to sign a contract with me, and then try to summon them myself."

The demigod nodded and disappeared into the cemetery.

Somehow, while talking to the demigod, Klein kept feeling that the ground seemed to be shaking very slightly. After the demigod left, the shaking disappeared immediately.

He touched the copper whistle and suddenly realized that this was a cemetery, and the bodies here were all locals, just like the Buddy he brought with him. Many of them had not been cremated in the church before they died! If this demigod from the "God of Death" path stayed a little longer, he would probably meet many people here who had not been cremated!
Klein was about to turn around and leave awkwardly, but he happened to run into a group of people who came to pay their respects.

There seemed to be a family across from them. There were two men, both locals with reddish-brown hair. The older one was fatter and had kind features. He was accompanied by several children with completely different hair, skin, and appearance. The tallest young native man saw that Klein was not someone he knew and had no intention of greeting him, so he stepped aside to allow Klein to pass through the narrow path.

Klein lowered the brim of his hat and whispered a thank you.

He glanced at the tombstone and saw a name engraved on it in Loen:
Durda Solera
When he was two meters away, Klein could still hear the young man whispering to the fat middle-aged man:

"I'm sorry, Dad. I couldn't get Loen citizenship for Mom... Mom can only be buried here..."

A hoarse middle-aged man's voice floated over from afar. He comforted his son, "It's okay. It's good that you have it. You have to take good care of your brother in the future. Then you don't have to apply for mine. I will use the local household registration of Luo Si De. Your mother and I will be buried here in the future."

The young man remained silent.

As they talked, the children whispered something, and then faint crying sounds filled the air.

Klein sighed and walked down the road he came from. He saw a busy gravekeeper complaining that the tsunami had brought him too much work, and there were still many coffins waiting to be cremated.

He stopped and watched for a while, then quickly left the public cemetery.

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After returning to his hotel, Klein ignored Danitz who suddenly jumped up from the sofa and went back to his room and locked the door. He summoned the Serpent Tail Demigod, indicating that he was ready to start wandering in the spirit world.

"I remember the rules for wandering in the spirit world. Don't listen to random things, don't look randomly, and don't look at any creature for more than three seconds." He said, "I'm ready. Please start."

The snake-tailed demigod nodded, stretched out a hand to grab his arm, then flew into the air, taking Klein into that real yet illusory, weird and mysterious world.

The creatures living in the spirit world have their own habits. Sometimes you’ll see a bunch of them when you meet them, and sometimes you won’t encounter a single one even after wandering for a long time.

It is even more difficult to choose a spiritual creature that is compatible with you and willing to serve as your messenger.

While wandering, Klein suddenly saw a huge bird-like creature. It clearly had a bird-like beak, head, and wings, but strangely, it had no eyes or legs, only six tentacles. The bird-shaped spiritual creature was filled with a similar aura of silence as the snake-tailed demigod. It must have been attracted by the latter. Klein shook his head. He felt that the bird-shaped spiritual creature had a strong hostility and fear. It looked at him like a piece of ham being held by the snake-tailed demigod.

hr Klein expressed his dissatisfaction, so the snake-tailed demigod ignored it and wandered away.

The bird-like creature watched from a distance for a while, then also moved away using its tentacles.

You can't actually fly? Then why do you have wings... Klein couldn't help but complain that the creatures in the spirit world looked too casual.

But it's very strong, at least stronger than me. If it were in the outside world, it would be at Sequence 5... I definitely can't beat this weird-looking bird...

Essentially speaking, the spirit world is a very dangerous place. If you are not careful, you may encounter a terrifying demigod-level existence... Klein was taken to continue traveling and found that it was really quite chaotic here. Although the seven bright lights that could have marked the location were always located high up and covered the "sky", he could often see them at his feet, left and right, and front and back.

If it weren't for the guidance of the demigod of the "God of Death" path who was good at roaming the spirit world, Klein would have no idea where to go.

If I use the "divination rod method" to find the direction in the spirit world, or place an object somewhere and then use divination to reach the destination, then it should be possible... Klein thought to himself and planned to try it himself when he had the chance.

He then saw pairs of flashes of fire below and to the sides of him, and shadows chasing after the demigod, as if a group of indistinct creatures were running with the snake-tailed demigod.

Passing through the dark blue irregular shapes that symbolize the sea and floating across the green light balls that symbolize the forest, these light shadows and flames still follow Klein and the others.

These creatures have no hostility towards me... Klein clearly felt the goodwill expressed by these creatures of fire. They have been following nearby without attacking. Instead, they are like invisible fellow travelers, wandering with them in the spirit world without direction and purpose.

But Klein did not choose to sign a contract with these friendly creatures because he found that he could not see their appearance clearly.

This is either because the sequence gap is too large and one cannot accurately recognize the other party's image, or because one's own path is different from theirs and there is some mystical resistance.

Moreover, the snake-tailed demigod seemed a little nervous. Being surrounded by so many spiritual creatures, it was understandable that the demigod was nervous.

So Klein regretfully gave up the idea of ​​communicating with these friendly creatures and signaled the Serpent-Tailed Demigod to speed up, preparing to try to find them again after he became stronger.

As the demigod increased its speed of wandering, the flames and shadows seemed to realize that they would not be chosen by Klein, so they stopped following and gathered together to form a smoke-like shadow. Then the shadow disappeared and the flames went out at the same time.

Klein turned his head reluctantly. Seven or eight seconds later, a faintly collapsed building appeared "in front of" him.

He recognized it immediately; it was the remains of an ancient elf occupied by the dead "sea god", Kalvetuwa!

And in that building, there was a giant jellyfish-like spiritual creature floating. It stretched out transparent tentacles covered with mucus and incorporated the surrounding area into its "territory".

At the top of each tentacle was a white skull with deep eye sockets, which swayed gently and slowly.

Judging from the appearance, it looks like a hybrid of the "Sailor" and "Death" paths... However, spiritual creatures cannot be distinguished simply by sequence.

This giant jellyfish doesn't seem to be aggressive, it's very quiet, and it didn't make any violent moves towards the arrival of outsiders. From this point of view, it might be worth communicating, but it's too big... Kalvetua can't fill the entire ruins, but it can. I'm at sea now, and I can't let all future deliveries turn into sea monsters coming out of the water. Not only is the scene too beautiful, but the messenger himself is also very easy to be attacked and injured... He confronted the giant jellyfish's black eye socket for two seconds before looking away, and the snake-tailed demigod continued to move forward.

Klein could often see a yellow sun that looked like a child's stick figure, sometimes passing by a river that flowed quietly but had no substance.

There are also flat women with naked upper bodies, a smiling moon, a canoe with its head and tail tilted up, a tangled ball of string, and a serpentine staircase leading to seven pure lights...

In this extremely chaotic world, except for spiritual creatures, all kinds of information exist in the form of abstract symbols. Therefore, what you get during divination can only be revelations, which you need to interpret by yourself.

And those symbols have a certain possibility of coming to life and turning into non-physical monsters.

This is the spiritual world that cannot be understood and viewed with human common sense.

Suddenly, through the thin and empty mist, he saw a floating castle in the lower left corner in the normal concept. It was completely black, with a towering pointed roof and covered with vines, and had a very Gothic style.

At the top of the castle, there stood a translucent woman. She was almost as tall as the castle, wearing a complicated, gorgeous, yet dark and gloomy black dress. She had no head, and there was a neat incision on her neck. Her drooping hands held up four blond, red-eyed, bright-looking heads. If you look closely, you will find that these heads are exactly the same.

When the snake-tailed demigod passed by with Klein, the four heads held by the woman blinked together.

Klein turned a blind eye, but suddenly heard the snake-tailed demigod say something he didn't understand. However, he vaguely sensed the faint fear in the demigod.

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The True Creator returned to his office. As soon as He entered the door, He appeared one meter away. He stared at the person sitting on his sofa in doubt and asked with a frown, "Where did you come from?"

"According to my intelligence, you should be in voluntary imprisonment somewhere in the southern continent now."

Edward, who had been lying on the sofa with his neck tilted back and his eyes closed facing the ceiling, turned his head when he heard this. He adjusted his glasses and greeted him familiarly:

"Long time no see, ally. I'm glad to see you've grown another ten centimeters."

The tone of voice was that of "Edward Vaughn", which was completely different from the Outer God who always spoke with sarcasm and impatience. Even the real Creator had to "tsk" at the other's acting. Then He smiled and answered the real Creator's question:

"Relax, it's a projection, I'm still there, it's just- I'm going to be out of there soon."

"You still want to go to the abyss?"

The True Creator's eyes narrowed, and he was about to draw power from his own body again: "If you choose to become a dual-path True God, then I will also make corresponding efforts to stop it."

Unexpectedly, Edward suddenly became energetic, and the personality of the Outer God under the shell seemed to suddenly emerge again.

He suddenly sat up from the sofa and asked curiously, "Are you also going to become a dual-path true god? Who are you going to kill first? Or will you start with the Eternal Blazing Sun? The great ancient sun god is about to return like lightning?"

…The True Creator had nothing to say: “No.”

Edward fell back down, sinking back into the sofa, facing the ceiling.

"Why not, dear ally." The demon said idly, "Medici has returned. You must have seen what he looks like when you called him back. If you want the other two spiritual imprints to be completely integrated with Medici, you need to strengthen Medici's direction in the Red Evil Spirit... In other words, you need to give him an army, you need to give him a battlefield and victory, so that these anchors point to the 'Red Angel Medici' himself instead of Soran and Einhorn."

"The God of War is under your command, but you dare not start a war. How can you help your war angel return to the throne of God?"

The feeling of having one's inner concerns and thoughts seen through by the devil was not very good. The True Creator frowned and remained unmoved:
"Before his death, Medici had already completed the Red Priest's godhood ritual countless times."

"I have many ways to restore Him to the unique and strong direction of the Red Angel, instead of using this method."

The devil smiled: "But this is the easiest way, isn't it? Medici would definitely choose this method. His body has been in the dark tomb for two thousand years. If he has the opportunity to pick up the knife again, he will laugh with joy, right?"

"and--"

Edward deliberately dragged out his tone, sat up, and said slowly in a low and mellow voice:

"My friend, you should have discovered it..."

"A war is about to begin. It is not up to your will. All gods need war, and new gods will be born in war."

The True Creator subconsciously thought of the "Black Emperor" who was about to be born in Loen, and the Einhorn family of the Feysac Empire, which had already revealed its intention to go to war. But He was not moved by the devil, and answered with his arms folded:
"That's why Medici doesn't need to start a war himself. People and God will naturally offer the stage of war to him."

His tone of voice suddenly became solemn and dignified, as if he was declaring some truth:

"In the name of the Creator, the Sun God, He will let the wheels of war roll over the earth and crush this unjust war!"

Edward followed up by hitting Him: "You are not a dreamer now."

"I am choosing the words for my future new edition of the Holy Scriptures," the True Creator replied. "If you have nothing else to do, then go back to your voluntary imprisonment, lest you draw the attention of the Night to me."

Hearing this, Edward reached into his arms and took out a palm-sized paper bag and an apple.

"Then there is something else."

"Just leave now."

"Why are you being so formal? It's lunch time now. Isn't it worth it for you to invite me to have lunch and afternoon tea after such a long period of cooperation since the Fifth Epoch?"

"Don't use that kind of rhetoric. I won't listen to anything you say in your demonic state."

"Okay." Edward shrugged.

"The product of my adopted auditor was well received in your Aurora Club. Red wine fish is easy to carry and tastes good. It can replenish spirituality and the mass production price is relatively affordable, so Frank developed another product."

"I came here mainly to bring him some goods."

Edward muttered to himself as he tore open the wrapping paper, revealing a white pancake with brown marks on both sides. It was soft to the touch and looked very delicious.

"What is this?" The True Creator spoke with caution. He would no longer be fooled by the harmless appearance of Frank's products.

Edward handed the bread to Him: "It's actually quite delicious, just bread with honey in the middle."

The True Creator took it with some doubt, broke off a piece and put it in his mouth to chew. It was indeed soft and delicious, and the honey was sweet but not greasy, which made people want to take another bite. At the same time, He also noticed that this kind of bread also has the function of restoring spirituality.

"Is this product so normal?" The real creator couldn't believe it. He always felt that there would be some unexpected details hidden in this cake.

These techniques of the cultivators are really interesting... It's a pity that the Earth Mother is a giant, and she doesn't seem to understand the human desire for food. Otherwise, the goddess who controls nature and food would be enough to become the main god in the myths of various countries in the old days. But she only occupies a small place like Feynaport, and her missionary power is not as good as that of the god of steam and machinery. Obviously everyone needs to eat... Weird? Giants also eat? Is the Earth Mother a little too satisfied with the status quo?

Edward was distracted, holding the apple in his hand, and said to the true creator:

“Try to inject a little spirituality into it.”

The True Creator immediately took the cake away and carefully input a little spiritual energy. Suddenly, the cake split in the middle, and the honey inside began to bubble up. It actually fed back a sentence along with the spiritual energy:

"Praise the Lord! Praise the great Lord!"

True Creator’s Tactical Retreat: ……………………

True Creator: “Who ordered this?”

Edward: "The product that your two angels jointly requested was inspired by the 'five loaves and two fishes' in your holy book."

Edward: "They thought that the fish made by Frank was a sacrament that met the requirements of the Bible, so it should also be served with bread, so they applied. The Dark Saint thought it was good, so Frank's praise bread came."

The True Creator: “………………Can you speak properly?”

"Relax, this cake has no intelligence and can only give this kind of feedback to the spirit." Edward comforted the former God with a gloating look, "It's mainly because of this special spiritual honey. If you scrape off the honey, there will naturally be no such feedback."

"In addition, the wheat used to make this cake is a specially improved variety by him. Because the spiritual honey has a low yield and is expensive, he found a way to increase the wheat yield by 40%, bringing the cost of the cake back to a level that ordinary people can afford."

"how much is this?"

"Frank is willing to sell the improved wheat for half a penny each," said Edward. "Also, the communion wafer with honey costs only three pence."

The True Creator held the cake in silence for a while, then ate the whole thing and reluctantly said:
“It tastes pretty good.”

Then He noticed the apple in Edward's hand and pointed at it: "Is this the roast chicken flavored apple that guy researched? The finished product is very fast. He can actually develop two new products in half a month."

Edward smiled and said, "No, it's a failure. I sacrificed him because I thought it was interesting."

The True Creator then took a closer look at the apple and felt that it was healthy in color and round in shape. He did not think it was a failed experiment, so He asked curiously:
"Where did it fail? Did it turn out to be an ordinary apple?"

"Then this is of good quality, worthy of being from the Earth Road."

Edward smiled and sighed, saying:

"first."

“This is chicken.”

The apple jumped in His palm, making a loud "chirp" sound.

TBC
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True Creator: I’m fucking crazy.

Apple: Chirp! (jumps) (scrolls)

Edward: Well, besides the fact that it needs to be scrubbed, it's actually quite cute. Do you want to touch it?
(End of this chapter)