Mystery: Time Travelers of the Fourth Era

Chapter 513 The Gold Ingot is Yours

"Is this Earth?"

"Blue planet, Earth doesn't have that many weird things."

Hearing Klein's question, Xia Er shook his head slightly. This world that does not follow Lord Newton's laws is definitely not Earth. Their Earth doesn't have that many demons and monsters, only evil spirits and monsters.

"So it really is Earth?"

Klein thought that Xia Er was probably making a joke. After all, it's Earth that has supernatural powers and mysterious resurgences, while Earth, which doesn't have supernatural powers and relies on physics and censorship, is where everyone understands this. "Doomsday? Spiritual energy resurges, animals and plants awaken supernatural powers before humans, power outages, internet disruptions, magnetic field interference—human civilization just went down like that?"

This time, there was no need for Shael to explain. Klein, mimicking Shael's tone, made a rough guess. It was clearly a historical truth, a matter of life and death for civilization, but he felt the script was pretty bad. Anyway, no matter what kind of revival... humanity always has to teeter on the brink of extinction.

Wait a minute...the West has gods, but the East doesn't?

Klein suddenly turned his head, connecting the dots to the current world map, and exclaimed, "Holy crap! Europe and America first mysteriously recovered, then entered a period of extraordinary emergence?"

Aren't the current northern and southern continents North America and South America?

Europe is the land abandoned by God, the legend of elves comes from the western continent, and what about Australia? Such a big place as Australia!

Depend on!

The Third Industrial Revolution, or was it in old Europe?

Seeing that Xia Er didn't explain, this bizarre history gave Klein a sudden, toothache.

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of dying sooner or later. I studied ancient history and found that when the crisis broke out, humanity still had some luck. The elites put aside their past grievances and used the secret networks they had built in the past to establish the Earth Federation and the Human Alliance. They also concentrated resources to train a group of Templar Knights."

Chaer recalled the pre-civilization history woven in "The Good Witch" and continued to put safety shorts under the skirt of the goddess of history.

The Templars... not the Dragon Group or anything... just hearing the name, Klein knew which side was in charge, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"So how did this human alliance end up being wiped out?"

Klein couldn't bear to inquire about the specifics of the nation's fate; he only wanted to know the outcome for this individual.

"Internal strife, I guess."

"Humanity, which even natural disasters couldn't wipe out, can only be wiped out by internal strife."

"Knights of the Templars were treated like beasts of burden in life, dissected and experimented on after death, and even those who survived were subjected to some form of discipline."

"Superhumans, who's going to put up with you?"

Knight, knight, just from the name, isn't it someone who is meant to sacrifice themselves?

Xia Er felt that her fabrication was perfectly reasonable.

"Then why don't those elites become extraordinary themselves?"

Klein thought it was both reasonable and absurd, but he still asked the question.

If there were an opportunity to become an extraordinary being, would it be the lower classes' turn?

"Nonsense, try consuming extraordinary abilities raw and suddenly experiencing an extraordinary burst. Are there more lucky ones born among cattle and horses, or are there more privileged individuals who survive by hiding in bomb shelters and safe houses, where the first generation of extraordinary beings might emerge?"

"Initially, firearms weren't completely ineffective, and remnants of human order still existed. Those elites weren't stupid; would they really go all out? They're all shrewd; they know how to deceive people, don't they? Suddenly becoming superhumans feels like being a cybernetically psychopath, and they don't even know how to act. If you were in their shoes, wouldn't you panic?"

"We need scientists to conduct research, we need to rebuild social order, we need people to organize production, ensure the supply of basic materials, establish safe zones, and guard against those extraordinary monsters, right?"

Chael waved his finger, finding the argument increasingly convincing.

This is an ecological problem. Even if there is a supernatural resurgence, the ecosystem will still be the same. There will always be people who want to be in charge, who don't want to suffer on the ground, who don't want to go out and unleash their power? Who wouldn't want supernatural power? Everything is prioritized over the survival of civilization. If the remains of the victims aren't studied, how can society progress? Even other supernatural beings need to be studied, right? Are we supposed to stay ignorant forever?

"Humanity is doomed."

Klein had already conjured up a story of ten thousand words in his mind.

Moreover, 80% of them are fighting for love.

"Of course, decay can only occur internally. When the last vestiges of civilization disappear, won't those scattered, primitive 'people' still survive by following their instincts?"

"There are many heroes among mankind. For example, the Giant King took care of the original Europeans, the Elf King took care of people like us, and the progenitor of the vampires was quite mad and apparently even created his own race."

"So you, knowing perfectly well that the only difference between elves and us is that they have pointed ears and blue hair, why didn't you feel like you belonged?"

Do you really consider yourself a Ruen person?

Chael didn't say his last sentence explicitly, even though he had wanted to say it for a long time.

Hey buddy, if you see an elf, at least lend a hand!

If not, with some old feelings involved, as the "Elf King," Shael would definitely be angry with Klein.

After all, Klein didn't help the elves in the original timeline either.

This can be considered a rather deep dissatisfaction that Xia'er has with Klein. After all, elves are similar to us in appearance and manner, so we should at least provide some basic care, right? You even have the Scepter of the Sea God, which belongs to an elf, and Goshinam didn't hold it against you.

"Forehead."

Seeing the Elf King's blatant dissatisfaction, Klein felt somewhat at a loss.

This is a difficult question to answer. He didn't know how to put it, after all... he hadn't seen many elves.

I've really never seen it much.

Anyway, just remember this: never mind, that's it.

Looking at Klein's appearance, Xia'er didn't really want to categorize him as an elf, so she decided to leave it at that.

Friends are friends, but not from the same clan. This is normal; people from different geographical backgrounds cannot be forced to integrate.

"I..."

Klein was a little embarrassed, though he could understand Shael's feelings for the elves.

But even though he wanted to get close to the elves, he had no chance; the elves didn't recognize him.

"What should we do with this space?"

Klein coughed, this time with a hint of unease.

The ownership of the Gray Mist Space is the most important issue at present. Klein can still feel his connection with this space. After becoming a demigod, this connection has become stronger. He can mobilize more power, plus some sealed artifacts...

"I still couldn't resist the angel in front of me," said the old man.

"That's fine, we can't move it anyway."

Chael's answer was quite simple.

Klein was overjoyed. He had guessed correctly. Due to the problem of the pathway, Shael could not directly influence the Gray Mist Space. Otherwise, what would be the point of the Fool? Shael indeed needed him to indirectly utilize the power of the Gray Mist Space.

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