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Chapter 526 A Gift of Fate! (Please Subscribe)

'Is it him?'

Klein was somewhat uncertain; the face before him was not the same as the 'power' above the gray mist.

However, this is, after all, a world with extraordinary powers. He himself, a mere Sequence 9, possesses divination abilities that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Given their 'strength', changing their appearance shouldn't be too difficult.

The existence of the 'Fool' was known only to himself and the three people on the gray fog.

How should I respond to him?

Deny it? Pretend not to understand? Or continue playing the fool?

'No! I can't keep playing the fool!'

"We're not above the gray fog now. Without its support, Mr. 'Power' has probably already seen through my disguise!"

In that brief second, countless thoughts flashed through Klein's mind.

'So, should we just admit it?'

Klein hesitated; he was still unsure of Mr. 'Power's' attitude.

If the other party comes with malicious intent, then directly admitting to being the 'Fool' is tantamount to putting yourself in a dead end.

Klein instinctively ruled out this option.

More importantly, he was still unsure whether Mr. 'Strength' had genuinely confirmed that he was 'The Fool', or whether he had found him through some kind of connection.

The scene where even the gray fog was shaken when Mr. 'Strength' chose his code name at the Tarot meeting is still vivid in his memory.

Klein had an idea. He absolutely could not admit to being the Fool, but he might consider being a follower of the Fool.

How can one convince "Power" that it is a follower of "The Fool"?

Klein quickly crafted his lines in his mind, the whole process taking less than two seconds.

However, just as he opened his mouth to say something, Mr. 'Strength' on the other side threw another bomb at him.

"You're not thinking of how to fool me, are you?"

Mu Sheng, as if he had seen through Klein, still spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly.

However, just those words made Klein on the other side feel as if he had been shot in the head.

He was completely stunned on the spot!
'Chinese!!!'

'He speaks Chinese! Mr. Power speaks Chinese!!!'

Klein's thinking logic had completely become chaotic.

What about the 'Fool's' family's rhetoric, and how they tested 'Mr. Power' to find out his true identity offline?

That moment had already vanished from his mind.

Shock, disbelief, surprise, anticipation, doubt, vigilance.
Klein's emotions were like a rollercoaster, sometimes soaring to the heavens, sometimes plummeting to the depths.

Like a virgin going to a foot massage parlor for the first time, he is both curious about what will happen next and filled with all sorts of strange worries.

What if someone suddenly comes to check? What if I get infected with a disease? What if I'm laughed at if the time is too short?
He was radiating anxiety and helplessness!
Seeing Klein's expression, Mu Sheng couldn't help but smile.

So much fun!

It's a pity I didn't have a camera, otherwise Musheng would definitely have taken a picture of this scene.

'It's not like there's no way; we don't have a camera or a pen, right?'

'I can just draw it!'

Mu Sheng's heart stirred, and with his high-definition memory, he firmly imprinted the scene before him into his mind.

He'll draw this scene whenever he has time.

But that's all for later. Right now, let's save our great Mr. Fool!

His system crashed so badly it was practically smoking.

"Let's go, let's talk somewhere else."

Mu Sheng patted Klein on the shoulder and turned to walk out of the bar.

Klein instinctively followed.

It wasn't until he left the bar and was jolted awake by the chilly air outside that Klein gradually came to his senses.

Gazing at the figure ahead, his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts.

'Is it him? Emperor Rosell!'

A name popped into Klein's mind.

If someone can speak Chinese, they must be a time traveler.

Based on what he knew, no one had yet been able to decipher Emperor Roselle's diary.

The 'power' must have arrived before him, otherwise the opponent's immense strength cannot be explained.

He could easily handle a Sequence 5 opponent, speak Chinese, and even influence the Gray Fog. Klein couldn't think of anyone else besides Emperor Rosell.

'Wait, then at the Tarot Club gathering before, didn't I...'

The thought of having to put on an air of mystery and read the other's diary in the face of 'power' made Klein uneasy.

He suddenly felt like a clown!

Klein followed the man who resembled Emperor Rosell, 'Mr. Power,' into an empty alley.

Mr. 'Power' in front suddenly stopped.

"There's nobody around here, let's stay here!"

What? We're talking here?

Klein glanced at the dim light in the alley and the garbage heap that smelled sour not far away.

Talking about time travel, the 'Fool,' and the gray fog in a place like this? Isn't that a bit too perfunctory and disrespectful?
We should at least find a restaurant or a private room or something!
Then Klein saw Mr. 'Strength' suddenly extend an arm and press it on his shoulder before he could react.

next second!
Klein then noticed that the scene before him was suddenly becoming blurry.

The alley, the lights, and the port dock not far away all distorted into a blurry mass of light and quickly disappeared before his eyes.

No! wrong!

It wasn't the alleys and the port that were disappearing, but rather his body that was moving away from the area at an incredibly terrifying speed.

The surrounding buildings flashed past him like ribbons of light, giving Klein the illusion of traveling through a time tunnel.

After a few breaths, the blurry band of light disappeared, and his vision instantly became clear again.

A cold wind blew by.

Klein then realized that he was in the countryside outside Tingen.

He was so sure because he saw the city lights in the distance.

After roughly estimating the distance from here to Tingen, Klein couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

In just a few breaths, they crossed the entire city and arrived in the countryside on the other side of the city.

That's a distance of over fifty kilometers!
Is this the power of Mr. 'Strength'? No wonder he was so confident in saying that he could deal with any extraordinary being below the level of a demigod.

Klein didn't know how powerful Sequence 5 was, but even if he increased his current strength by dozens of times, he still couldn't achieve that level.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk!"

Mu Sheng beckoned to Klein, who was still in shock, and walked to the side.

Just a few meters away on the grass, two sofas and a coffee table had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Klein was certain that there had been nothing there just a moment before.

'It's space! It must be the power of space!'

As Klein walked toward the sofa, he wondered what Mr. 'Power's' sequence pathway was.

The ability to control spatial power sounds far superior to any kind of 'divination' ability.

After we sat down, the cold wind and the chirping of insects and birds in the countryside immediately disappeared.

It's like there's an invisible glass dome, keeping everything outside.

'As expected of a time traveler!' Klein exclaimed again.

"Drink tea!"

Mu Sheng reached out and a steaming teapot appeared in his hand, and a teacup appeared in front of Klein.

"Gululu~"

The light green tea was poured into the cup, emitting a delicate fragrance that gradually calmed the mind.

Klein stared intently at Mr. 'Power's' hand, even activating his spiritual vision.

With a flick of his wrist, the teapot vanished once more.

'I can't detect anything at all; there's not even a trace of spiritual energy.'

Klein resignedly shut down his spiritual vision, knowing that there was an insurmountable gap between their strengths.

This means that no matter what Mr. 'Power' wants to do, he is powerless to resist.

As for his golden finger, Gray Mist, Klein has not yet discovered a function that can deal with this situation.

Since that's the case, we might as well just give up.

With this thought, Klein immediately felt much more relaxed and picked up the teacup on the table to savor it.

"Slurp~ Tsk!"

Klein took a sip of tea, smacked his lips a few times, and felt that it wasn't much different from the cheap tea Melissa had bought.

However, how could the tea that Mr. 'Power' brought out be the same as the inferior tea that costs two sulphurs per pound?

What Klein didn't know was that his feeling was correct; these tea leaves were indeed the lowest grade of inferior tea.

After drinking a cup of tea, Klein's mind calmed down.

Mu Sheng finally spoke up: "Klein Moretti, that's your name now, right?"

"What was your name before you transmigrated? How did you transmigrate here? Can you tell me?"

finally come!

Klein sat up straight and answered the other person's question seriously.

Through this question, he also gleaned some information.

Since that's the question, it means that Mr. 'Power' doesn't know when or how he traveled through time.

So, the reason the other party was able to find him must be because of the gray fog!

As Klein described his experience of traveling here in detail, he also sensed the gray mist space.

Above the hazy, indistinct, and boundless gray fog, there are scattered deep red 'stars', some large and some small, some dark and some light.

The most special one is the one that belongs to Mr. 'Power'.

Unlike other crimson 'stars', this 'star' gives people a sense of illusion and elusiveness.

It seemed that if anyone wasn't watching closely, 'Star' would disappear into the gray fog.

Of course, this is just an illusion; at least based on observations over the past two days, this has not happened.

"You mean when you woke up, there was blood around your temples and a revolver was beside you, right?"

"Look, Source Castle has already resurrected you once!"

Mu Sheng seemed to know something and quickly made a judgment.

"Origin Castle?"

Upon hearing the name, Klein had a sudden realization: this must be the name of Gray Mist.

"Source Castle is one of the nine source materials, and it is the most important foundation and pillar of this world."

Seeing that Klein was a little curious, Mu Sheng casually offered an explanation.

However, he didn't say much. Information in the mysterious world also has power, and knowing too much would not do Klein any good.

"The foundation and pillar of the world."

Klein sensed the existence of the gray fog space once more.

He had only known that Gray Mist, or rather, Source Castle, held a high position, but he hadn't expected it to be this high.

The foundation and pillar of a world, no wonder that at the Tarot meeting, Mr. 'Strength' said that 'The Fool' was an existence equal to the seven great gods.

Does that mean that as long as he keeps going, he will one day become a true god?
Thinking of this, Klein's heart suddenly raced, and a blush crept onto his face.

That’s becoming a god!

Even the most indifferent person to fame and fortune cannot resist the allure of eternal life!
Once he had calmed down, he saw Mr. 'Power's' ambiguous smile.

Klein's expression froze. He suddenly thought of a question: since the Source Castle was so important, would Mr. 'Power' try to seize it?

When fellow villagers meet, it's not just about tears welling up in their eyes; it could also be a stab in the back!

"Worried I'll steal your cheat?" Mu Sheng saw through Klein's little scheme.

Klein wanted to deny it, but he didn't think his lie could fool the other party.

He was not only worried that Yuanbao would be robbed, but also worried about his own safety.

"Your concerns are valid; I do indeed have designs on Source Castle."

Mu Sheng chuckled, but his words sent a chill down Klein's spine.

"However, you don't need to worry too much. Although I am willing, I am powerless. With my abilities, I am not yet capable of taking over the Source Castle."

Just as Klein relaxed, he heard Mr. 'Strength' continue:
"But don't be too happy. You should have heard the saying: Every gift that fate bestows has a price tag attached to it!"

"According to the law of convergence of extraordinary characteristics, all the extraordinary characteristics in the world will eventually converge in one place."

The Law of Convergence of Extraordinary Characteristics?
Klein wrote down the phrase.

"The existence of a entity like the Source Castle is like a magnet, instinctively attracting extraordinary properties from its surroundings."

"Since you have taken the potion, you should know that being extraordinary is not a blessing, but more like a curse that will bring misfortune and danger to those who are addicted to it."

Upon hearing Mu Sheng's description, Klein's heart, which had been somewhat agitated by the Source Castle, completely calmed down.

This brings to mind what Captain Dunn mentioned earlier: a quarter of the Night Watch members died from going out of control.

I gained a concrete understanding of the curse and misfortune that Mu Sheng spoke of.

The danger of the Antigonus Family Notes still looms over him, and he has yet to find the true reason that led to the original owner's suicide.

Even if you possess the Source Castle, can you really become a god?

Just then, Mu Sheng suddenly reached out and handed a small box to Klein.

"Since we're both from Earth, here's a gift for you!"

(End of this chapter)