Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

The minimum rental period is three months, with the monthly rate at £1.30. A full year rental is £12.

After buying the materials and obtaining the fake documents, Moraine still had a considerable amount of money left, so she simply chose to rent for a year.

"That's great, thank you for the help from the kind people." Morion thought of the gangsters who helped him make fake documents.

The gang saw that Moraine wasn't particularly strong, but his skin looked exceptionally good for the time, so they assumed he was a pretty boy and wanted to raise the price.

Then Moraine, with gratitude, took the £300 donated by these dozen or so kind people and a certificate of the "Hunter's" extraordinary abilities and threw them all into the River Tasok in the East End.

May they find peace in the Kingdom of their respective Lords.

May there be no Moraine in heaven.

Moraine walked to the side of the road and waved to flag down a carriage.

"Halls Street, Fortune Teller's Club"

Moraine told the coachman and took the carriage to the Diviners' Club.

Morion has been a member of the fortune tellers' club for five days now, and he goes to the club every day in an attempt to bump into Klein.

However, it hasn't been successful even once so far.

After all, Klein's visits to the club were not fixed, and Moraine, although he came every day, was also not fixed.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the club.

Moraine paid, got out of the car, and walked into the club.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Morion. It's a pleasure to meet you." The receptionist greeted Morion with a smile. "Would you like coffee or tea today?"

“Good afternoon, Miss Angelica,” Morien replied with a smile. “Dishie Coffee, extra sugar, please.”

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you. Please wait a moment."

After the receptionist left, Moraine sat down on the sofa in the lobby and picked up a newspaper to read.

Of all the Morion, only he and the Bengte Morion could understand the local language.

Bengtemorion could understand because most of the text there was recorded by the "Synesthesia Beacon," while he could understand it because of the good teacher, the Hidden Sage.

Morion is now fluent in more than twenty languages, including Rune, Intis, Elvish, Hermes, Ancient Hermes, and Dragon languages.

Each time the sage imparts knowledge to a person, he then synchronizes it with his counterpart in the Honkai Impact 3rd world.

You can get a general idea the next day, and go back a week later you'll have mastered it.

I still have to thank Collision Iron Moraine for acting as a stress-relieving app.

He is indeed exceptionally talented in this area.

Soon, the coffee cup was brought over and placed on the small table in front of Morion.

"Thank you." Morion picked up his coffee and casually asked, "Who's at the club today?"

"I want something I've never seen before."

“I haven’t seen them before,” Miss Angelica thought for a moment and replied, “There aren’t many people here today, but you should have seen some of them before.”

"The only people I haven't met before are Mr. Kane, Mr. Klein, and Mr. Callet."

Moraine paused in her flipping through the newspaper, and her smile deepened.

"Really? I understand, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Chapter 35 "A Thousand Years of Old Days"

While Moraine waited, the doors of the fortune teller's club opened again, and two people walked in.

Walking in front was a woman in her thirties wearing a blue high-necked long dress.

The woman had arched eyebrows and large but not very bright eyes. She wore a black velvet Intis hat that resembled a helmet and was covered in feathers.

Behind her followed a girl wearing a lotus leaf hat. The girl had a smooth forehead, long golden hair, and a pair of big eyes. At this moment, she looked melancholy and calm, and her lips were tightly pursed.

Morion initially glanced at it casually, not paying it any mind, and quickly looked away.

But his ears suddenly twitched, and he heard a sound.

"Ms. Christina, is there anything else you need?" Miss Angelica at the front desk asked cautiously.

The receptionist's attitude was more courteous than ever before.

When faced with the woman who had been scammed out of £150, she promptly switched to "happy retreat mode," fearing that the woman might do something rash and drag her down with her.

However, Ms. Christina did not launch into "unfortunate attack mode," but instead said to Angelica at the front desk in a somewhat weary tone:

“I would like to wait for Mr. Klein to perform a divination for the lady behind me.”

She gestured to the girl behind her wearing a lotus leaf hat.

Upon hearing the somewhat familiar name, Morion raised his eyes again, glanced at Christina, and then quickly shifted his gaze to the girl behind her.

Morion retrieved the name "Christina" from the sparse corners of his memory.

She was just a minor supporting character in the original work, not important, but the girl behind her was extremely important.

Megaus, the personal Gundam of the offspring of the true creator of the evil god.

Morion probably already guessed what the current situation was.

His gaze shifted downwards, landing on the girl's belly, which did not appear to be protruding.

So, the baby in her belly now is the offspring of the true Creator.

Morion didn't activate his spiritual vision, but he could indeed sense a faint life force inside.

After speaking, Christina was about to sit down on the sofa when suddenly her gaze was drawn to Morion.

Morion, sitting on the sofa, immediately caught her attention.

He was too conspicuous.

Whether it's their attire or their appearance.

East Asian faces are still too prominent in this world, and very few people would wear masks around.

This makes one look a bit stupid.

But Moraine's appearance makes up for it quite well.

Because neither Destiny Walkers nor high-level sorcerers are inherently ugly; various energies are constantly transforming their bodies, pushing them towards a "better" direction.

Even the fluorescent patterns on Moraine's face looked more like decorations.

Of course, the most important thing is that he synchronized the "looks" of the four people. Even if he was just average at the beginning, he should be a handsome guy after four times.

However, no matter how conspicuous Morion was, he only attracted her attention for a moment. She quickly looked away, led the girl behind her to the sofa, sat down, and waited for Klein to come out of the room.

A brief silence fell over the fortune-telling club.

But Morion suddenly felt a throbbing sensation in his head.

A flood of information overwhelmed him, leaving his mind blank for a moment.

But this feeling didn't last long.

Morion quickly regained his senses and instinctively turned his head to look to his side.

A pair of eyes had appeared beside him without his noticing.

A pair of eyes without eyelashes.

Ever since Morion slapped the mask onto one of the Hidden Sage's eyes, that eye has started appearing beside him from time to time.

Then they started to cram knowledge into his head.

From Moraine's subjective perspective, the Hidden Sage seemed to have no ill intentions; it was as if He had taken this action as a "greeting."

Damn it, you're pouring it in, and so am I!

Moraine's eyes suddenly sparkled with starlight.

A large amount of information entered the Hidden Sage's mind through the eye contact between Morion and the Hidden Sage.

This is a game called "Simultaneous Breeding: Special Attack on the Hidden Sage (Beta)" that Morion created when he had nothing else to do.

A strange message appeared in the mind of the Hidden Sage, and due to the nature of the simultaneous incantation, without the Hidden Sage actively resisting, he "understood" what Morion had injected into his mind.

This is the legendary Galakrond created by Bengtemorion using information from various ancient times.

"A Thousand Years of Old Days".

Red Stone, you're finished!

Those eyes, devoid of eyelashes, slowly widened.

He did not react to being injected with a large amount of information.

What stirred Him was the information Moraine had poured into His mind.

You're right, but *Thousands of Days* is a brand-new bishoujo romance game independently developed by Moraine. The game takes place in a fantasy world called the "Astral Realm," where those chosen by the Old Ones are granted "Extraordinary Traits," guiding extraordinary power. You will play a mysterious character named "Gou Xiujin," encountering Old Ones with diverse personalities and unique abilities during your free travels, enjoying sweet dates and wonderful times with them, while gradually uncovering the truth about the "Old Ones."

"Hmph!" Morien snorted lightly, and while the Hidden Sage was stunned, he casually took off his mask, waved it to disperse the projected eyes, and then put it back on his profile.

After doing all this, Moraine turned around.

He met Klein's slightly shocked gaze.

…………

Backlund, the Hall family's garden.

"Susie, don't move," Audrey whispered.

Susie neither moved nor answered, perfectly carrying out the "don't move" command.

They are now in the Hall family's backyard. Audrey, wearing a bright green dress, sits in front of an easel, holding a canvas and a paintbrush in each hand, with a bucket of water and paints at her feet.

Her golden retriever, Susie, served as her model.

Susie squatted among the flowers, facing the sunlight, with her eyes half-closed and her head tilted back.

It looks very beautiful.