You've been ruined by games all your life!

Chapter 38 I know who you are!

Carrying his suitcase, Chen Lai wandered through the streets and alleys of Paris. He planned to evacuate from Park Monceau, which was larger than the other two evacuation points and less likely to be blocked by other players.

Along the way, he recalled Yoda's dying words and reminisced about the world of the Lord of Mysteries... The next second, he stopped in his tracks.

He remembered that Zhang Long wore a monocle at the first information exchange meeting.

He remembered that Zhang Long had clearly used player private messages, but remained silent in the dungeon, communicating with him using the Paris blue bar instead.

He recalled Yoda saying he brought about a "mistake," and he also remembered that in the world of Lord of Mysteries, there was a malevolent angel king of a "mistake" sequence—

Ah, Monk!

The moment Chen Lai thought of him, he broke out in a cold sweat. Amon's supernatural powers were beyond description by any tangible force.

He can parasitize, and those he parasitizes all wear a single-rimmed glasses over their right eye.

He can substitute for someone else's fate, and others will treat him as the one being replaced.

He enjoys playing pranks, always leaving things unsaid and leading people astray into a false future.

Damn it, Zhang Long is a player! But he's been parasitized!
Chen Lai roared inwardly, feeling the indescribable fear of the mysterious world. Everything seemed normal and smooth, just like the fear of discovering a bomb on a plane after successfully boarding.

Go to Monsau Park? Amon is waiting for him ahead. Once they meet, the tarot cards on him that are tainted with the aura of the Source Castle will be taken away. With that, Amon might be able to find Klein in the mysticism.

Once he understood this, he immediately stopped, hailed a horse-drawn carriage, and returned to his residence on Labour Street.

The couple on the first floor weren't arguing because they were at work. Only their son, who couldn't afford to go to school, sat at the door, staring blankly at the azure sky.

Chen Lai took everything in view. The world was not equal. Even after the overthrow of the monarchy, France was still severely divided. Nobles, capitalists, and noblewomen lived extravagant lives, while the working class still struggled to make ends meet.

But at the very least, their world doesn't have such chaotic divine wars, mysticism doesn't excessively influence human life, their gods love the world, and the people here can look up at the sky without worrying about sudden pollution.

No wonder Yoda hated himself so much; it turns out he really brought about a "mistake".

Upon reaching the second floor, Chen Lai rushed into the washroom, paced counter-clockwise once more, and began chanting "Fu Sheng Xuan Huang Tian Zun".

Klein was at home at the time. When he saw Chen calling him, he quickly went into the bathroom and lifted him up.

Above the gray mist, the grand hall with its towering pillars reappeared. Chen Lai stepped forward and returned the tarot cards representing "The Hermit" to Klein.

"It's urgent, listen to me." Chen Lai took a breath; he could hear his heart pounding in his ears. "Only players can take this, but don't let any player take the tarot cards, including me!"

Klein was stunned, looking at the tarot cards in his hand. He had made these to mark his identity. Members of the Tarot Club all entered in phantom form and could not take anything from the Source Castle. How did Chen Lai manage to do that?
Chen Lai didn't want to waste time explaining about the players; time was too tight for him to afford to waste.

"Nothing above the gray fog can be taken away by anyone. This thing is the key to becoming a god. In your world, someone is looking for it. In order to find it, He came to my world!"

Klein stared in disbelief. He had thought he had overestimated the power of the gods, but it turned out he had underestimated them. "Who is it?" Klein swallowed hard. "Who is looking for me?"

"Knowing His name is dangerous for you. All you need to remember is to stay away from people who wear a monocle in their right eye!" Chen said, then stood up and disappeared.

"Eh..." Klein still had many questions to ask, but Chen came and left quickly, not giving him a chance to ask any more questions.

After leaving the Source Castle, Chen Lai felt a sense of relief. Now that Klein was safe, Amon's most fundamental goal for this trip had been thwarted, and he could go to see the "King of Angels" in peace.

To be honest, Chen Lai has always had a unique adventurous spirit, which became even stronger after he learned that these worlds were real. He longed to meet the characters he once thought were just fantasies, and he also longed to dance with them.

He's just an angel king, let's take him down!

The wheels of the taxi waiting downstairs turned again, this time heading straight for Monsau Park. This trip had been perfect enough; Chen Lai had everything he needed!
In Mounseau Park, Zhang Long, who wears a monocle in his right eye, repeatedly raised his hand to check his watch. He seemed to be in a hurry, as if he was waiting for someone.

There weren't many people in the park at this time, but the music was very melodious. Park Monceau is a famous music park in Paris, where the nouveau riche pay to come in to cool off and listen to music, which is considered elegant.

Absolute Tiger was browsing the Deep Sea Forum with some boredom. He was waiting for Chen to come. The live stream had already been turned off because there was nothing exciting about the scene in Monsau Park.

"Is he always so unpunctual?" Zhang Long asked, adjusting his monocle on his right eye.

The Fierce Tiger found the question strange; it sounded like something a newbie to Deep Sea Games would ask.

"Why bother with being on time when you're evacuating? If you want to evacuate, just do it."

“Oh… evacuation.” Zhang Long pondered the word thoughtfully.

The sun was shining brightly, and a horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the spotless Monsau iron gate. Chen Lai jumped off the carriage with light steps, casually tossed a gold Louis to the toll collector at the gate, and then calmly walked onto the greenway.

"He's here." Absolute Ferocious Tiger glanced at Zhang Long, only to see the other man smilingly adjust his monocle.

"Brother Weilong, what's going on? If you had come any later, the players blocking the entrance would probably have arrived." Absolute Ferocious Tiger greeted him with a smile, confirming the retreat in his mind.

After Chen Lai approached, he ignored the ferocious tiger and carefully examined Zhang Long. After seeing that the other man was indeed wearing a single-rimmed glasses on his right eye, he smiled with relief.

"You can leave first. I have a few words to say to this... guest," Chen Lai said to the ferocious tiger with a gentle expression.

Jue Xiong Hu sensed something was wrong. He wasn't stupid; based on Zhang Long's previous behavior and Chen Lai's words, he had already understood the first layer of meaning.

"He's not Zhang Long?" Absolute Ferocious Tiger was somewhat shocked. He had never seen an NPC who could impersonate a player before, even mimicking the player's border and ID.

"You actually know who I am? That's interesting. You seem to know a lot more than this brain of mine knows."

Amon pointed to his brain with his finger, still smiling.

Absolute Ferocious Tiger swallowed hard, then turned on the live stream. He knew for a second that following [Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon] would definitely lead to some explosive moments!
(End of this chapter)