Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

St. Samuel Cathedral.

In the office, the shimmering characters on the parchment slowly lost their luster, finally revealing a sentence written in the oldest script—

Want my treasure? Go find it! I've left all my riches there!

“Outrageous.” After returning from the Silent Sea, Anthony rose silently after a moment of silence. This matter had exceeded his ability to handle, and he needed to report it to the goddess.

Just moments ago in the fantasy world, that ancient, mad, and out-of-control sea was about to swallow them whole, but at the critical moment when everything seemed beyond saving, an enormous ship broke through the waves and arrived.

Then they saw a man, and he thought this must be the Pirate King that Klein had mentioned, Gol D. Law... Russell, yes, it's Russell!

That man possessed the immense power to move mountains and overturn seas with a wave of his hand; such power existed only in the realm of gods.

He believed this was a trial concerning the selection of agents by the gods.

"What about Klein?" Dunn asked, seizing the opportunity.

“Try to recruit him into the church,” Anthony instructed. “At least until we’re sure this Pirate King isn’t an evil god, keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn’t cause any trouble.”

“Yes,” Dunn and Daly replied in unison.

……

[You have successfully fooled someone, and the god of blindness and folly has cast an approving glance your way. This can be used for a lottery.]

[You spread beautiful music, and the God of Sleep has taken you as a confidant. You can use this to enter a prize draw.]

The King in Yellow has sensed your presence and expresses his highest respect to you. This gift can be used for a lottery.

Tingen.

To be honest, Klein was completely stunned at that moment.

He couldn't understand how he had inexplicably offended three gods after simply taking a nap.

He quickly realized that something might have gone wrong with Dunn's side, but that didn't make sense either. What could possibly be wrong with the secret recipe for the Crab Roe Burger? Did they really find Bikini Bottom?
Also, isn't his cheat system supposed to be Chinese-style? How come it involves the Cthulhu Mythos?

Never mind, he didn't understand the concept of a cheat code, but he respected it.

After getting dressed and picking up an apple for breakfast, Klein got up and went downstairs.

I have two main things to do today. The first is to buy the ingredients for the delicious Krabby Patties and make two to see if they meet market demand. The second is to go to Hoy University to see Mr. Azik, since he is my mentor and I should at least talk to him about the interview.

Klein's idea was good; the only problem was that he underestimated the price of crab roe.

Tingen is an inland city, and seafood is much more expensive than in coastal areas, not to mention that all the raw materials it needs are crab roe.

Buying a couple for a casual snack is fine, but if you really want to make a business out of this, without a complete production line, Klein's figure will appear on the rooftop of the tallest building in Tingen within two months at most.

"What the hell..."

After leaving the seafood market, Klein, carrying two bags, muttered a complaint, first putting one bag at home, then taking the other bag and hailing a horse-drawn carriage to head towards Hoy University.

Hoy University has a great environment, with a river running through it, lined with cypress and maple trees on both banks, and the air is so fresh it makes you feel intoxicated.

Klein walked along the cement road toward Hoy University's office building.

He went upstairs and turned a corner according to his memory, stopped in front of an office, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A familiar voice came from inside.

Klein pushed open the door and entered. He saw an elderly man with a full head of silver hair, deep features, but few wrinkles. He had a pair of deep blue eyes and wore a crisp black tailcoat.

He was exactly like the Mr. Azik he remembered—the same kindness, the same meticulousness.

If we exclude the "lv89" on his head.

It's truly astonishing that Mr. Azik is a powerful figure at level 89.

"Good morning, Mr. Azik," Klein greeted him.

"Klein, what brings you here? How's the interview going?" Azik asked.

"After a small accident and by sheer chance, I acquired a considerable fortune, and I think I'll open my own small shop in a while," Klein explained.

“Remember to let them know when you go to Tingen University on the day of the interview, although I know you will do the same.” Azik nodded, then asked, “Speaking of which, do you know what happened to Welch and Naya? I read in the newspaper that they were murdered by burglars.”

The case has been upgraded to a burglary? And it's already in the newspapers? Klein paused for a moment, carefully choosing his words:
"I'm not too clear on the specifics. Welch got a notebook from the Antigonus family of the Solomon Empire in the Quaternary period and asked me to help him decipher it. I went there for a few days, but then I got busy looking for a job. The police even came to see me a couple of days ago."

Azik was stunned for a moment, then took a breath and rubbed his temples with his left hand, which was holding the newspaper:
"Antigonus...it sounds familiar...but I can't remember where I've heard of it before..."

【! 】

As Azik finished speaking, a golden exclamation mark appeared above his head.

Under Klein's gaze, the exclamation mark clicked on its own, transforming into a mission briefing.

[Yesterday Once More: Mr. Azik Wishes to Recall Memories of His Life from Several Past Eras]

Has Mr. Azik lost his memory?

Klein gleaned some information from the brief profiles and Mr. Azik's monologues.

Azik lived for a very long time, dating back to the time of the Antigonus family in the Fourth Age, but for some reason he lost his memory.

Klein genuinely wanted to help Mr. Azik with this favor, but the level 89 requirement made him hesitate.

To make a superhuman who is almost godlike lose their memory is something only a god could do.

Let him wait until he's mastered the Thirteen Bodyguards' Golden Bell Shield before getting involved in this kind of thing.

After having lunch with Azik, he took his leave and returned home via the same route.

The crabs were still soaking in the pool, looking very fresh.

Since it was his first time making Krabby Patties, there were many steps that needed to be experimented with, so Klein set aside an afternoon for himself.

That way, when Melissa comes back in the evening, she'll be able to eat a freshly made hamburger.

But as the saying goes, plans can never keep up with changes.

Just after Klein finished processing the crab roe, there was another knock on the door.

Klein opened the door with a puzzled look on his face. Standing outside were Dunn and Daly, who had only been separated for less than sixteen hours.

"Hey! Klein, won't you invite us in?" Daly blinked, looking curiously into the house.

“Uh…” Klein hesitated for a moment.

"Are there other guests in the house?" Dunn asked. "No, we just didn't know you would come, so we didn't buy enough crabs. If you come, there might not be enough for us." Klein made way for them and led them into the house.

The kitchen was steaming hot, and Daisy could smell the crab roe with just a sniff.

"Are you making a Krabby Patty?" Daly asked.

“Yes,” Klein nodded, then asked, “Did you come here today because there has been new progress regarding the notes?”

“No,” Dunn said seriously, “we’re here to invite you to join the Night Watchers and become one of us.”

【!】→【Your captain, Dunn, invites you to join the Night Watch squad】

"What's the reason?" Klein asked, ignoring the sudden request.

“First, you are a superhuman; second, we are short of manpower,” Dunn said without hesitation.

In fact, the Tingen Market Night Watchers team hasn't had any fresh blood for a long time.

Extraordinary individuals like Klein, who possess empathy, pose minimal risk of losing control, and have powerful backers, are highly sought after everywhere.

Seeing that Klein was still not very interested, Daly took the initiative to talk about salary and benefits. She only said three sentences, but she firmly grasped Klein's heart: "Six pounds a week, two days off a week, lifetime employment."

Two days off per week goes without saying, and a weekly salary of six pounds... You should know that even a university lecturer's weekly salary is only three pounds, not to mention the lifetime employment that symbolizes a secure job.

Are night watch workers really that well-paid?

"I think...that's definitely a good idea."

After careful consideration, Klein realized that what he lacked most right now was experience in extraordinary events to improve himself, so joining the Night Watchers seemed to be his best option at the moment.

“Great, I’ll come pick you up tomorrow morning to complete your onboarding procedures.” Dunn and Daisy exchanged a glance, both seeing the relief in each other’s eyes.

"So, are you going to stay for dinner?" Klein asked.

To be honest, he still hoped that the two "acquaintances" he wasn't so familiar with would be more considerate, because there were only enough Krabby Patties for him and Melissa. If there was another chance to have a meal together in the future, he would compensate them with an extra one, but not now.

The younger sister should enjoy the first taste of joy.

"No, I'm only here on business today. I'll come back to enjoy your delicious cooking if I have the chance." Daly patted Dunn's shoulder understandingly. Dunn's movements stiffened visibly for a moment before he stood up.

"Definitely," Klein replied sincerely.

The time soon came to night.

Melissa returned to her apartment as the sun set. Upon learning that Klein had given up opening a shop and joined a well-paying security company, she was visibly relieved.

After all, individual business owners have very little ability to bear risks, especially during this period when laws and regulations are unclear.

After dinner, Klein returned to his room and entered a meditative state.

He was busy with practical matters all day and forgot that he still had ten lottery draws to make.

According to the cheat code, with divine blessing or attention, even with low-point draws, the chance of getting high-quality items increases significantly.

As for accumulating Source Power to directly draw from high-point gacha pools, Klein's understanding is that rewards are something you can only draw if you're alive. At this stage, it's better to maximize your survival options.

Moreover, based on his own understanding of this lottery system, what you get depends on luck, not probability.

It's like some people can get a five-cost card as soon as they reach level seven, while others can't even get a four-cost card after spending 100 yuan at level nine.

Upon arriving at the Heavenly Court, Klein went straight to the lottery module.

Just like last time, ten rays of light burst forth from the dome.

Blue, white, blue, white, purple, white, purple, purple, white, white.

Three purples and two greens.

well.

Klein smiled.

The two streaks of blue light were his skill, the three streaks of purple light were his connections, and the five blank boards were purely a system sanction.

【Azure Five Tigers Severing the Gate Saber: A universal saber technique in the martial arts world; its effects are remarkable when used in conjunction with external martial arts training】

【Azure Overlord Slash: A nine-ringed steel blade, a common weapon in the martial arts world. It is especially effective when used in conjunction with external martial arts training】

[Purple King's Praise: Your physical resistance has been enhanced, and your attacks will cause spatial oscillations of a certain scale. This buff has already been applied to the Thirteen Protectors' Horizontal Training, and your Thirteen Protectors' Horizontal Training has been strengthened.]

[Whispers of Cthulhu: Your mental resistance has been increased, and your attacks will cause a certain degree of area-of-effect sonic boom. This buff has already been applied to the Thirteen Protectors' Horizontal Training, and your Thirteen Protectors' Horizontal Training has been enhanced.]

[Purple - Blessing of the God of Blindness and Foolishness: Your spirit and energy will become stronger as the battle progresses. This blessing has already been applied to the Thirteen Protectors' Body Training, and your Thirteen Protectors' Body Training has been enhanced.]

[White Sithron: Body Refining Elixir]

[White Bronze Dragon: Divine Elixir for Body Refinement]

[White Qutolong: Divine Elixir for Body Refinement]

[White Oxygen Dragon: Divine Elixir for Body Refinement]

[Bai Sitenbolong: Body Refining Elixir]

No, why is everything related to the Thirteen Bodyguards' external martial arts...?

Is this system playing a trick on him? It feels like the Thirteen Bodyguards' external martial arts are the real deal...

And then there's the power of the nine dragons...

Klein clicked his tongue. As beams of light entered his body, he became stronger, but his muscle definition also became more pronounced. He was now starting to worry that if things continued like this, he would really turn into a form like Nezha from the Ten Cold Nezha series.

Klein, who was wide awake from the lottery, quietly went downstairs and onto the street.

He picked up a large sword that was almost as tall as himself and began to practice.

It was so powerful that it made Dunn, who was watching from the side, break out in a cold sweat.

He was no longer bothered by where Klein had pulled out such a large knife. What he was thinking about now was whether his colleagues who came to clean up the mess would have been able to piece his body back together if Klein had used a large knife instead of his fists when he faced him last night.

"Captain Dunn, is that you?"

As Dunn was thinking, he saw Klein stop swinging his knife and look in his direction.

“It’s me.” Dunn stepped out of the shadows with a mixture of surprise and understanding, and made up a lame excuse: “I couldn’t sleep last night, so I came out for a walk.”

"You've really traveled a long way," Klein remarked. (End of Chapter)