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Chapter 566 The Great Magician Klein

In an instant, the world before my eyes underwent a dramatic transformation.

The once bright bedroom has been transformed into a cramped and narrow magic room.

Inside the room, there were all sorts of magic props. Aside from the large props, there were dozens of different types of playing cards, including thin ones and various sizes.

"Is this...my magic house?"

Klein, dressed in a black trench coat, stood in the room, gazing thoughtfully at the props around him.

"So that's how the Dream Illusion Pill works!"

"If my assumptions are correct, playing this role here should also allow me to digest the demon..."

"Oh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

A young man with black hair and black eyes rushed in and said quickly, "Mr. Moretti, the performance is about to start in three minutes. They asked me to ask you when you will be ready?"

"If it takes even longer, the host can stall for another five minutes!"

Is it almost my turn to perform?

So fast? !

This thought subconsciously came to Klein's mind.

At the same time, his mouth opened uncontrollably, and he uttered a calm and confident statement.

"Don't worry, I'm in top condition at all times!"

Ok?
Why do I say that?
Klein was slightly startled, seemingly somewhat alarmed.

But soon, the young man's admiring gaze brought him back to reality.

"As expected of the great magician, Mr. Klein Moretti!"

"Following you was definitely the best decision I ever made in my life!"

Follow me?

Klein was taken aback again, and couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

"what?"

The young man's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "I'm your assistant!"

It turns out he was my assistant!
Klein felt a little embarrassed and carefully recalled the name of the person in front of him.

"Your name is... oh right, Lin Yu!"

"Yes, it's me! You finally remembered!"

Lin Yu's assistant smiled broadly.

But for some reason, a strange mockery lurked deep in his eyes.

Lost in his memories, Klein didn't notice his expression, instead muttering to himself:

"Lin Yu, what a strange name... strange yet familiar!"

"But when did I take on my assistant?"

"I shouldn't have an assistant... Who... am I?"

A hint of struggle and confusion flickered in Klein's eyes.

Just then, a cheerful voice came from the corridor outside the magic house.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now comes the moment you've all been waiting for!"

"Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome the world-renowned magician, Mr. Klein Moretti!"

"oh oh!!"

Deafening cheers and applause erupted from outside the corridor.

Klein's expression shifted slightly, the struggle and confusion in his eyes quickly being swallowed up by another emotion.

"Yes, I am the great magician, Klein Moretti!"

As this thought emerged, Klein's previously blank eyes cleared, and he took a deep breath, a confident smile playing on his lips, before stepping into the corridor outside the door.

Perhaps the young assistant's presence was too weak, or perhaps Klein's mind was only on magic and the audience at that moment.

In short, after stepping out of the magic house, he seemed to have forgotten the existence of his assistant, and walked to the front desk as if no one else was there, leaving only a confident back view.

"Hmm, it seems like it's the first time taking it, and he's getting a little too into it..."

"I even slapped my own name on his face, but it still didn't awaken his memory!"

The young assistant, or rather, Lin Yu, who was also in the dream, mentally complained, then pursed his lips and said, "Forget it, I'll just casually remind him before he takes the pill next time!"

With that, he put his hands in his pockets, strode off leisurely, and walked down a corridor in another direction, thinking to himself with great interest:

"Well, we've finally managed to have a dream come true, so let's not waste our time on stage!"

"If we're lucky, we might even catch a glimpse of his deepest secret somewhere in our dreams!"

……

……

Shortly after, Klein, who was lying on his bed in the bedroom, suddenly opened his eyes.

He sprang out of bed with a jolt, rushed to his desk, picked up the prepared water glass, and began to gulp down the water.

After finishing the entire glass of water, he finally let out a long sigh, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thought with lingering fear:
"I almost... I almost got burned to death!" "I never expected that my sequence ability would suddenly amplify during the performance, causing the large-scale fire magic to go out of control and almost engulf the entire stage!"

"What a bad decision!"

"I'm really not a qualified magician!"

Klein felt quite annoyed and blamed himself in his heart.

But then he comforted himself: "After all, it's my first time, and this performance is already good enough!"

"Moreover, I have already verified that important point—the dream and illusion constructed by the Dream Pill can indeed deceive extraordinary properties and greatly accelerate the digestion of the potion!"

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared on Klein's face.

The reason he made a performance mistake in his dream, causing a large fire, was because the potion's effects caused his fire-based abilities to suddenly increase...

This level of enhancement might not seem like much in reality.

However, in the dream world constructed by Klein's spirituality and extraordinary characteristics in the Dream Pill, it would be magnified many times over, even a hundred or a thousand times, which is not impossible!

"It seems I need to have some backup plans for the next time I enter a dream, in case this happens again after the potion is partially digested..."

As Klein thought this, he took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time.

Sure enough, only ten minutes had passed since he swallowed the pill.

But in the dream world, he has lived for more than a month and attended more than ten large-scale performances.

The magician's potion that had just been ingested was successfully digested by about one-sixth amidst the performance in the dream and the cheers of the audience!

"In other words, after consuming five more Dream Pills, I can completely digest the new potion!"

This is much faster than his normal acting!

You should know that, according to his own estimate, even if things go very smoothly, it will take at least six months to completely digest the Sequence 7 potion.

However, with the help of the Dream Pill, this time can be shortened to a mere hour!
"An hour!"

Klein clenched his fists, his expression becoming somewhat agitated.

But he quickly calmed down and began to summarize his experience of taking drugs this time.

"First of all, there are the side effects of the Dream Pill."

"After entering the dream, not only will my extraordinary characteristics be deceived, but even my own spirituality will be difficult to escape, and I will easily forget who I really am, just like before."

"Being unable to recognize one's own identity is a major taboo in the Act of Role Play, and we must find a way to resolve this!"

"Fortunately, I have an entry permit. As long as I give myself some relevant mental suggestions, I should be able to remember my true identity in a deep dream..."

Klein couldn't help but blush when he recalled the young assistant who had followed him for a month.

In his dream, he couldn't even remember his past, so naturally he couldn't remember the meaning of the name Lin Yu.

He simply felt the name was quite familiar, so he genuinely treated him as his close assistant, frequently using his status as the Great Magician to order him around.

But now that I think about it, that assistant named Lin Yu might have been a projection of the city entry order in my dream, and a hint left to me by Brother Lin's divine sense...

Of course, it's also possible that Brother Lin's divine sense personally descended into the dream.

Klein simply dared not, and did not want to, think in that direction.

After all, if the other party really is Brother Lin himself, then his sense of shame will explode!
"I hope not!"

Klein held onto a sliver of hope and prayed silently.

After feeling ashamed for a while, he finally composed himself and continued to summarize:
"Secondly, constructing dreams with extraordinary characteristics will quickly deplete my spirituality."

"Although my spirituality is quite abundant now, it can only sustain me in the dream world for less than two months at most in the face of the Dream Pill, that money-devouring beast."

"To be on the safe side, it would be best to find some treasures that can quickly replenish spiritual energy."

"When consuming the Dream Pill, one must also ensure safety in reality. Under no circumstances should one encounter dangers such as fighting extraordinary beings when one's spiritual energy is exhausted..."

Klein sat at his desk, summarizing the advantages and disadvantages of consuming the Dream Pill one by one.

With such a cautious approach, it's no wonder he was able to rise from zero to the very top of the sequence.

In addition, Klein summarized three principles for magicians to digest magic—

Get ready to attract attention and win cheers!
If he follows the rules completely, his digestion speed can be improved even further.

If all goes well, we might not even need five Dream Pills.

Two or three pills at most are enough to completely digest the potion!

By afternoon, Klein finally finished his summary and stretched lazily in his chair.

"...My spirituality has almost recovered, and I should be able to stay in the dream state for another month."

"However, this thing cost me a lot of points, and each one is quite precious, so I must make the most of it."

"So, let's wait until my spirituality is back to its peak before finding a time to digest it in my dreams!"

Just as Klein was thinking this, he suddenly heard layers upon layers of illusory prayers in his ears.

Klein's body, which was stretching out, suddenly stiffened. He frowned slightly, listened carefully, and could only confirm that the supplicant was a young woman, and that her voice was intermittent, as if she was going through some kind of pain.

"If it's not Miss Justice, then it's a request from someone who isn't a member of the Tarot Club!"

"But here's the problem: besides the Tarot Club members, who else knows the Fool's name?"

"Could it be..." Klein's heart skipped a beat, "...that of Miss Justice's two extraordinary friends?"

With that thought in mind, he no longer hesitated, immediately got up and went into the washroom, took four steps backward, and returned to the gray fog.

(End of this chapter)