Lord of Mysteries: Taiyi

Chapter 158 What is Klein doing?

Backlund, East District.

Kurt and his two companions found Darkholm, paid him, explained the contents of the commission, and then left.

Kurt didn't want to go, but since "school" didn't start until tomorrow and he didn't have anything he had to do during the day, he decided to go along. He also checked on the gang leader and found that he wasn't an extraordinary person.

Seeing that there was still some time left in the afternoon, Kurt, unusually, became quite enthusiastic. After discussing it with the two girls, Kurt paid to take them to a card and board game club in the Joewood district, where they spent the afternoon relaxing. While relaxing, Kurt also thought about some ideas he had previously had, and then discussed them with Fors.

He first asked her for advice on how to promote his paintings, and then suggested that he could create illustrations for Fors's novels as a new sales model. He also learned that the comics of the mysterious world were still in a very primitive stage.

Kurt also gave Fors a new task: to create a "tabletop role-playing game," which is essentially a "module" for the Paranormal Investigations series. Of course, it only involves the supernatural and not the clearly defined supernatural realm. He and Fors described the necessary elements.

"This can be understood as a kind of interactive script."

Fors, who was very perceptive and talented in this area, immediately understood Kurt's idea. After taking a sip of the high-end black tea served in the club, she nodded and said, "No problem, I'm very interested. This can also provide training and inspiration for my creative work. Mr. Kurt, do you want to commercialize these things?"

Unable to get a word in edgewise, Hugh just stared blankly at the ring on his hand, lost in thought. Kurt took a sip of his black tea, leaned back, and said, "I have this idea, and I have many other interesting inventions in my head—well, most of them are inspired by Russell. Although Russell's reputation in his private life has never been great, he is indeed a genius."

"History has shown that Russell's ideas can generate significant profits, so I plan to try them out on a small scale first."

Fors couldn't resist pulling out a cigarette, lighting it, and then saying, "Well, based on my experience, I think you should first deal with the intellectual property rights issue—I can help you register; I know some editors at publishing houses—"

Kurt watched his friend puffing away on a cigarette, his lips twitching slightly. But then a brilliant idea struck him: he could try designing a harmless, low-priced cigarette brand that would provide a high—that would be a devastating blow to the drug industry.

No, although it doesn't harm the body, it might corrupt people's spirits, and because it's cheap and readily available, it will definitely flood the market—but it could improve tobacco varieties and produce harmless or even beneficial cigarettes, which would be a huge business.

However, it is unrealistic to achieve this in the short term, and Kurt would prefer to develop some high-yield crops, or practical supernatural plants such as the oil tree he had previously envisioned.

Kut nodded, glanced at the somewhat bored Hugh, and smiled, saying, "It would be best if the module covered various fields. For example, it could be based on the East District. Miss Hugh could provide you with some good material. Of course, as the author, you will definitely receive a share of the profits afterward."

After being called upon, Hugh came to her senses and, upon hearing that there was money to be made, clarified her stance that she could help.

Ruth proceeded step by step, while Kurt kept many of his thoughts to himself, not revealing them all at once. He decided to first have Fors write a few modules and produce a batch to test the waters, then commission some workshops to produce them, attract investment, and so on.

Of course, what I'm most worried about is Fors's creative "speed" and "passion".

Afterwards, Kurt enjoyed a relatively pleasant afternoon, playing cards, chatting, and sipping tea. This relieved some of the tension brought on by the cases of the past two days and the threat from the Truth Association. As he played his cards, Kurt couldn't help but wonder how Klein was doing.

Let's rewind to a few days ago.

Tingen, Narcissus Street.

After receiving the blessing, Klein quickly calmed down.

He should have disappeared from 0-08's field of vision by now, or entered a state that cannot be arranged.

Based on the description in 0-08 that he always tries to kill off his master, it is highly likely that he has misled Ince Zangway.

you.

And I still don't know what Ince's purpose is—well, we have to consider the worst-case scenario: once Ince finds himself out of control, he might personally come and kill me, although the possibility is very low.

As Klein pondered, he considered whether to retrieve the Red Chimney report, since it was now almost certain that Ince lived in that house.

He wanted to tell the captain and the others directly or pass the message to the sanctuary, but that might cause Ince to give up and cause an irreparable tragedy.

0-08 was responsible for the fall of an angel, a genuine Sequence Two.

Klein could not rule out the possibility that Ince had the ability to destroy the entire Tingen.

Well, suddenly stopping attention to the Red House might cause something unusual; everything should be arranged as before.

Klein really wanted to leave Tingen and escape to Backlund—but when he thought of Melissa and Benson, when he thought of Old Neil and Dunn, when he thought of the members of the Night Watch team, Klein knew he couldn't do such a thing.

Tingen's fate is now in his own hands; he cannot desert his post.

Moreover, if I were to escape to Backlund with Melissa and Benson, it would cause quite a stir—Klein chuckled to himself, having formed a general idea in his mind.

Since the fortune teller's potion had been fully digested, Klein no longer needed to go to the fortune-telling club every day; he only needed to go occasionally.

Just go and supervise to earn some extra cash. I'll submit a special application in a couple of days to be promoted to "The Joker".

Now he's going out to find that private investigator to find clues about the red house, and then symbolically search it—

With that thought in mind, Klein put on his top hat, picked up his cane, and headed to the detective agency.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief after receiving information that 25 addresses had recently undergone tenant changes.

He calmly reasoned, and now he was basically certain that what was interfering with his gray fog was 0-08, not Ince. Ince was only at Sequence Five, which was the minimum requirement for the Church of the Night to reach the level of a bishop. So it was very likely that he would not discover his divination and thus would not change his address.

However, searching this part first is definitely the right thing to do. He didn't stop thinking on the way, after all, this feeling was really terrible; being targeted by a level 0 sealed artifact was truly unpleasant!

Was Ince likely brought to Tingen because of a promotion issue? Did he want to obtain some kind of Sequence 4 material beyond the Gate of Charnis?

Well, that's quite possible, otherwise it wouldn't explain why Ince would go to such lengths to come to Tingen and frame an ordinary night watchman like himself.

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