Mystery: When the Lost Homelanders Meet the Lost Homeland Call

You're right, but Lord of Mysteries is an open-world adventure game developed and published by the original developer. The game takes place in a fantasy world called Earth, where those who consume potions are called "Outcasts".

Players will take on the role of a mysterious character known as a remnant of the past, encountering companions with diverse personalities and unique abilities during their free travels. Together, they will defeat powerful enemies, search for a chance to return home, and gradually uncover the truth of the past.

Lynn finished reciting a long monologue in his mind to suppress the embarrassment that had just arisen.

"Ahem, anyway, everything has divinity, and everyone is a primordial spirit." Lynn steered the conversation back on track.

"In my opinion, the potion system is a very risky system, and if possible, I would not recommend anyone to go down this path."

"Once you embark on this path, you will face immense mental pressure, constantly walking a tightrope. The higher you go, the greater the competition you will face. You also know how fierce the competition can be if there are limited positions."

"I have no intention of becoming a god," Klein waved his hands repeatedly. Becoming a god sounded extremely dangerous. "I just want to go home."

"Since you don't recommend taking the path to godhood, is there any other way?"

"Good news, I do know some secrets. There is another way to gain power outside of the potion system."

"What's the bad news?"

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"The bad news is that, given our current conditions, this system is far inferior to the potion system. And even in an ideal situation, this system still needs to be used in conjunction with the potion system."

Klein took a deep breath, comforting himself that at least he now knew the hidden knowledge:

"Okay, so it's still just the potion system."

"Wait a minute,"

His expression turned serious, and he truly understood the weight of Lynn's words:

"So, you think the potion system is already a pretty shady approach, but in this world, this shady approach is actually the best?"

Lynn put down his water glass and stared intently at the air in front of him. He had a feeling that something in the air was watching him.

"Yes, that's how the world works."

"hiss--"

Klein gritted his teeth, then took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. When he looked up again, his expression had returned to normal.

"At least you, as a senior, gave me some mental guidance, which is much better than figuring it out on my own."

He truly hadn't expected that, aside from the extraordinary, exceptional, and unusual aspects of the extraordinary, the hidden dangers would be so great that even his fellow villagers advised against leaving. However, perhaps because he had only heard the descriptions and hadn't actually experienced it, or perhaps because he was already caught up in this vortex and might encounter strange events at any time, his fear, unease, worry, and dread quickly subsided to a manageable level.

"Such an optimistic attitude," Lynn said, stretching out her hand in a gesture of grasping, her expression quite assertive.

"But with me here, you can be even more optimistic."

"I am working on a research project on the extraordinary trait of mental pollution. It has already progressed to the project initiation stage. If the research is successful, it will solve the root problem of the potion system."

How can someone who can't even afford to eat still be thinking about research? What a noble spirit of exploration!

Klein was shocked.

He suddenly felt that Lynn's body had grown taller, that he was a noble person, a great person, a person who had transcended vulgar interests.

Klein smiled gratefully, cupped his hands in thanks, and said, "Then thank you in advance."

"Deities can also be studied and understood; we are helping each other."

"So the main problem with the potion system is mental pollution? Captain Dunn also mentioned that potions can leave behind the mental influence of supernatural beings."

Lynn stared at the air in his hand as he answered:

"The main problem is indeed like that. You just saw the concepts of digestion and acting in Russell's diary, right?"

"Playing the role is a method. By impersonating the identity of the potion's name, one can reduce the residual mental effects and ultimately digest the potion."

"This is the key to advancing the potion system."

"I understand, playing and digesting." Klein nodded, making sure he remembered what he had learned.

"Why do they all like to peep?"

Just as Klein was recalling the name the White Tower had mentioned and pondering how to play the role, Lynn suddenly spoke up.

Klein saw him angrily scatter the air in his hand and couldn't help but ask:

"What happened?"

"There was an old guy parasitizing on microorganisms trying to spy on us. I discovered it when I first arrived and shielded the spiritual energy around that clone."

"Just now, it took advantage of my inattention to steal its distance from the normal spirit world and emerged from the 'void' I had defined. So I had no choice but to destroy it."

"It's not a big problem. At most, He heard me telling you about the method of role-playing; He didn't reveal anything else."

Klein gasped: "To parasitize microorganisms and eavesdrop, to steal distance... this is too terrifying."

"What level of power must this be?"

"At least a demigod, that is, a Sequence Four or higher."

Lynn, after reviewing his previous actions, finally identified one person: Palles Zoroastrian, an archangel who survived the Fourth Epoch and was currently parasitizing Leonard Mitchell, the Night Watcher!

It seems we really can't underestimate the senses of the mysterious experts. Old Neil only caught a fleeting glimpse before the Hidden Sage caught wind of it and came here.

Although Pales is not in good condition right now and his strength is far inferior to that of the Hidden Sage, He is close by!

The spiritual barrier that Old Neil set up could block sound, but blocking Pales's perception was still wishful thinking.

Lynn explained to Klein in detail: "The extraordinary beings of Sequence Four begin to possess divinity and become demigods. The difference between Sequence Four and Sequence One can be called demigods."

"Sequence Two possesses a complete mythical creature form, and can later be called an angel, until Sequence Zero stands alone as a true god."

Klein quickly made the connection: "If gods really exist, then the angels in church scriptures are actually Sequence Two and Sequence One Extraordinary Beings?"

"Yes."

"So, how strong are you now, my fellow countryman?" Klein finally asked the question.

Even with the sentiment of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, Klein still found it hard to fully trust this fellow countryman who had suddenly appeared.

But he felt relieved just now, not only because of the frank help from his fellow villager, but more importantly because of the strength he demonstrated.

Klein was certain that if Lynn really intended to harm him, then resisting now would be completely useless; it would be better to gather more information.

"Physical destructive capabilities are at the Sequence Four level, specializing in physical aspects. It's probably just that the mechanics are more diverse and the abilities are more convenient."

Physics is on par with Sequence 4, which excels in physics, and there are more mechanisms, meaning it's Sequence 3?

Captain Dunn is only Sequence 7, and in a time when high-sequence characters are scarce, he is the backbone of the Church.

Sequence three, that's really powerful.

Just as the two were chatting, footsteps approached, tap, tap, tap, and a key was inserted into the lock, making a turning sound.

Melissa, with her long, flowing black hair, pushed open the door and entered. Her nose twitched almost imperceptibly. Her gaze swept over the unlit stove, and the light in her eyes dimmed slightly.

Then she saw Klin and his companion sitting on the sofa.

Klein was immediately alarmed. Oh no, Melissa has come home from school!

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Blackthorn Security Company.

"The clone has been destroyed."

Leonard flipped through the Tingen Plain Dealer's newspaper, muttering to himself, "Old man, even you have your off days?"

"Everyone makes mistakes, and every horse stumbles; that's normal."

"What's so special about that newcomer that made you fail?"

The aged voice chuckled and said, "That newcomer isn't anything special, but the people accompanying him are certainly not simple."

"Divination and perception, sealing off the spirit world, puppet teleportation, teaching role-playing techniques..."

"It has some elements of a miracle worker, but it doesn't have a complete mythological form..."

"The Antigonus family still has powerful members remaining?"

Leonard paused, pulled his feet back from the table, and his expression became serious:

"The Antigonus family? So the newcomer is indeed related to the Antigonus family, and has even attracted the attention of the family's powerful members?"

"I have to report this to the church immediately!"

Pales's aged voice carried a hint of laughter:

"Are you trying to report a fortune teller who's almost an angel? If you're the chosen one of the night, I encourage you to give it a try."

"Haha," Leonard chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head, "It was indeed a bit reckless. So what should we do? Old man, you can handle this, right?"

"Isn't it a bit too much to expect an old and crippled guy like me to do any work?"

"That guy's methods don't seem to be from a single source; he probably has some powerful sealing artifact on him."

"Okay," Leonard said casually, lying back down on the sofa and putting his feet on the table.

"So our strategy is to just lie there and wait for that powerful person to complete his plan, right?"

An aged voice echoed in his mind: "Don't try that on me, kid. That kind of provocation tactic was outdated back in the Quaternary Period."

Leonard shrugged, adopting an attitude of "I'm lying down, do whatever you want," and became a soft wheel.

After a long pause, Leonard had almost finished reading the newspaper when his aged voice rang out again:

"The most basic thing is that you must immediately start practicing the role-playing method to improve your own strength, so that you can attract the attention of the Sanctuary. The stronger you become, the faster I will recover."

"If possible, acquiring some items or extraordinary materials related to the Thieves, Diviners, or Apprentice paths would also help me recover."

As soon as Palles spoke, Leonard's expression immediately turned serious.

"Looks like I'll have to go to the black market. Maybe I can ask Old Neil for help..."

"Don't look for Neil, that being has left an eye on him."

Leonard felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, experiencing a suffocating sense of urgency. He suddenly realized that he had never wanted to become stronger so much.

"Work hard to get stronger, kid. This world is much more dangerous than you think."