Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 343 342 Arrodes
The architecture at Miskatonic University is more European in style; to be precise, the architectural style of the entire city of Tingen is more European.

This is similar to the overall architectural style of Rune. Perhaps the time traveler predecessors simply made some modifications to the Rune style, laying the foundation for the present-day city of Tingen and Miskatonic University.

Of course, Miskatonic is a Western invention, so it's expected that it has some European style. However, judging from the current situation, both Emperor Roselle and the "Mistake" Mr. Nicolas Flamel, who is roughly confirmed to be a time traveler, should be people from his great foodie empire.

So, in this place with a predominantly European style, we suddenly encountered a building with a very Chinese style...

After briefly imagining the scene, Klein decided to forget about it.

I have a feeling it's not going to be a good thing. After all, encountering things like the Drum Tower and the Siheyuan, coupled with the crazy, underworld atmosphere of this world, and then adding things like parasites and ghost mages... just from the names, you can tell that Miskatonic University has mastered two pathways. In the high sequence, it always feels like a ghost story... Anyway, it's not going to be a good thing.

Nobody wants to fall asleep to find a pair of embroidered shoes by the door, hear the sound of someone banging their head against the wall next door, return home to find a white silk ribbon, and look in the mirror to find that their reflection doesn't show any bowing or anything like that.

Lost in thought, Klein followed Don, and the two headed toward the library.

There were quite a few people here, not much different from what Klein remembered when the original owner was still studying at Tingen University. People came and went, but the topics of their daily conversations were more mystical than scientific.

Miskatonic University, the investigator's happy hometown...

This place not only produces legendary investigators, but also madmen.

Klein's understanding of the Cthulhu Mythos was not deep. Before transmigrating, as a keyboard warrior, he knew a little about everything, but also only a little about everything.

Although, as things stand, Miskatonic University shouldn't be a bad place for him.

But there is a problem.

In his early years, Emperor Roselle had close ties with the University of Miskatonic.

But in his later years, Emperor Roselle died at the White Maple Palace.

Although historical records indicate that this event had nothing to do with the Kingdom of Rune, many historians believe that the main reason why Emperor Roselle opposed the Church of the Eternal Sun and the Church of the God of Craftsmen was due to his early educational experiences, but none of this has been proven.

Klein had no way of knowing whether there were other factors involved in the death of Emperor Rosell. As a transmigrator who needed to be extra cautious after being transported to another world, his thoughts did waver after having Emperor Rosell's diary as a reference and after seeing the "wrong" man with his own eyes.

But this history is unclear and ambiguous, and Klein felt that being cautious was by no means a bad thing.

No one paid attention to Tang and Klein. The two walked to a four-story building with a large footprint. Looking at this building, which was also filled with the European style that Klein had before his transmigration, Klein looked around. He didn't find any big dog that could bite the second generation of gods to death, but he did see a small wooden sign with some signs of decay hanging outside the library.

It stands out from the rest of the area, making it easily noticeable.

Tang looked over and said, "Oh, that seems to be something left behind by Mr. 'Mistake'. Because it's related to him, it's still there even though it's rotten."

"They're supposedly riddles? But nobody can understand them, and nobody knows what they mean."

riddle?

After being promoted to clown, Klein's vision was also enhanced by the potion, so he could naturally see the familiar characters that were still clear even after they had rotted.

Klein glanced at what was written on the raft, somewhat numbly, and almost ended up staying in Bengbu...

Hehe, hehe.

Dead memories suddenly began to attack him.

Why is the role of the Little Mermaid played by a dark-skinned person?

Because in the 16th century, the entire seabed was...

Why is Xiaorizi a major producer of animation?

Because in 1945, they had a second, original.

Why are there no women among the four main characters in Journey to the West?

Is it because the place they went to has Bengal monitor lizards?
What kind of hellish joke is this?
Klein nearly lost control of his expression. Tang, standing beside him, turned slightly, his eyes flickering, and said with a smile:
"You can't understand it, right? I heard that Emperor Roselle could understand these words. It seems that what Mr. Error wrote is related to the strange script used by Emperor Roselle."

Because everything used is in Chinese.

Miskatonic clearly had a deeper connection with Emperor Rosell, as his diary was among the items that were stolen from the restricted library at the University of Tingen.

Miskatonic has more, and it's reasonable to assume that the diary belongs to Emperor Roselle. If Mr. "Mistake" is the one who wrote these signs, then without a doubt, he must have a close connection with the time traveler.

Although I can't be 100% sure the other person is a time traveler.

Klein calmed himself down, using the Joker's abilities to quickly compose himself and adjust his facial expression.

He met Tang's smile.

Although the smile was exactly the same as before, Klein sensed something strange.

That strange feeling was like a flash of inspiration; Klein couldn't grasp the source of it, but he did become nervous.

It cannot be exposed, or at least it cannot be exposed now.

It's uncertain who is good and who is bad. Nobody knows whether Miskatonic and Emperor Rosell are good or bad. It's all just Klein's own speculation.

Before reaching a certain level, one's perspective is often incomplete, and exposing oneself is the most foolish thing to do.

As a higher sequence in the Diviner's Path, Klein was unsure whether the expression he had manipulated through the clown had fooled Tang.

Moreover, this is someone who knows the original owner quite well; someone who is the original owner's friend.

A slight cold sweat seeped from his back; he had been careless and hadn't expected to encounter something like this here.

But Klein managed to calm himself down by drawing on his experience playing the "fool".

"Really?" Is this a test? Or something else?
Klein couldn't see through this, and he followed Don into the library.

The two did not continue the conversation on this topic. The layout of Miskatonic's library was similar to that of the University of Tingen's library. Tang took a booklet from the side of the entrance and handed it to Klein.

“I have some other things to take care of. The rules of the Miskatonic Library are as follows: except for the fourth floor, which is a restricted area, you can wander around the rest of the library. There are quite a few books here, including a lot of ritual magic, spells, and mystical potions.”

"If you're lucky, you might even find a potion recipe or something."

"There are potion recipes here?"

Klein maintained his composure, not revealing his inner unease.

"Some of them were copied down by our predecessors. Maybe they exist, but we don't know which book they might be tucked in... If you're lucky, you might be able to find them."

Tang's tone remained unchanged, seemingly oblivious to Klein's earlier unusual behavior. Seeing Klein accept the library rules, he nodded, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and turned back:

"By the way, Klein, if you have any questions, there's a magic mirror on the second floor that can answer them. You should be able to see it when you go up there."

"They say that thing is very effective, but actually using it is... well, let's just say it's a long story..."

Magic mirror?

Klein watched Tang's departing figure, pondered for a long time, and decided to go upstairs to take a look first.

He needed to find information about Amon and learn some practical ritual magic and occult knowledge to expand his knowledge base.

The former is incidental, while the latter two are the main points.

After all, the parasite called "Amon" that was attached to Leonard Mitchell had said many strange things to him.

Klein felt that perhaps what he needed was in those words.

Klein lowered his head, glanced at the library rules in his hand, and went up to the second floor of the library. However, to his surprise, there were quite a few people gathered in a corner on the second floor where there were no books.

Occasionally, you can see students from the University of Michigan with messy, unkempt hair, looking like they've been struck by lightning, hurrying downstairs.

Strange shape...

Klein walked over there.

Humans are naturally gossipy creatures.

No noise was allowed in the library, and the group of people gathered there made no sound. Klein, curious, moved closer and heard the laughter of those who hadn't yet dispersed.
"Idiot, you want an answer but don't understand it? How can you ask for the answers to an exam paper directly? Who else would I chop up if not you?"

The one laughing the loudest was facing a certain direction, his arrogant voice coming from the center of the encirclement: "If you ask me, it's me... Respected Arodes, my question is, in this exam's multiple-choice questions, what option had the most options?"

"If you can't get the answer, does that mean you can't just guess?"

Click——!
A bolt of lightning flashed through the air, and the head of the most arrogant student instantly became exactly the same as the heads of the students who had rushed downstairs earlier.

The other students burst into laughter, saying, "Looks like you can't do it either."

Every year, there are people who overestimate their abilities and try to find the answers here.

The magic mirror that can answer all questions is right here, how could they possibly take advantage of such a loophole?

Before the student who exhaled a breath of black smoke could speak, a word appeared on the surface of the ancient magic mirror, surging like blood.

"Based on the principle of reciprocity, it's my turn to ask a question."

"No, wait! Nobody else has one!"

The Magic Mirror Arodes completely ignored the student's shouts, and one word after another appeared, "When you were fourteen years old, did you wet your pants?"

The student: ...

He let out a wail, and before he could answer, another bolt of lightning struck down from mid-air.

The student ran away, and Klein's gaze swept through the crowd, finally seeing that what created the lightning was indeed, as Tang had said, an ancient-looking magic mirror, neatly placed on a table.

Seeing that there were too many people here, Klein had no choice but to give up his plan to use the magic mirror. He went back to the first floor and prepared to look up the history related to Amon through the catalog.

"Ok?"

Just as Klein was carefully searching through the catalog, words suddenly appeared on the glass window beside him, which offered a view of the outside world.

Klein's spiritual intuition stirred, and he looked at the words that stood out to the side.

"Honorable and great master, your lowly and humble servant Arodes has finally found you!"

Klein was a little confused by the string of words. He subconsciously looked around, wondering if he was being haunted by something unclean.

"No, don't look at others like that, Master, the dogs here will spot you!"

The blood-red words vanished rapidly, and before Klein could react, new words appeared: "You left Tingen City by mistake, and then you happened to enter this place. Therefore, your insignificant, pitiful, and lowly servant dares to contact you."

"The Magic Mirror Arodes?"

Klein remembered that the students had called him that before.

"Yes, great master! I am honored that you have remembered my name!"

Klein: ...

Hmm, how should I put it, I'm thinking of calling the police.

It seems like he did indeed encounter something unclean.

This thing is like some kind of magical artifact that recognizes its owner in a cheesy, third-rate novel; it just suddenly stuck to me.
No, wait.

Klein was taken aback; he realized something.

"Has this thing detected something unusual about me?"

Klein asked himself what he could offer besides enhanced inspiration and divination. Besides these, all that remained was the mysterious space above the gray fog and his identity as a transmigrator.

Obviously, as a time traveler, I couldn't possibly make this magic mirror, which has existed for who knows how long, utter such almost obsequious language.

That leaves only one possibility...

Klein's gaze darkened slightly. He didn't know if this was the second test, or if he had already been exposed.

"No, no, no, you are still safe after the 'faulty' entity left Tingen City, my great master."

The words, written in bright red as if they could drip blood, were thus.

As if reading Klein's thoughts, the magic mirror Arodes erased the floating words once more, and a new line of words appeared:
"You must be careful, the 'error' and [zzzz*@!...&]"

As if subjected to some powerful interference, the string of words following "error" suddenly turned into blank.

Klein: ?

(End of this chapter)