Mystery: When the Lost Homelanders Meet the Lost Homeland Call

"If, and I mean if, an ordinary animal drank a Sequence 9 potion, what would happen?"

What kind of question is this...? Klein subtly tapped his brow twice with the fingers that were supporting his forehead.

He quickly discerned from the change in color that Audrey was somewhat flustered, nervous, and ashamed.

Could she have done something similarly stupid? Klein thought, slightly taken aback but not entirely surprised.

The Dog of Imagination has been born, Lynn realized. His act of revealing the formula at the first gathering had clearly accelerated the progress of the Extraordinary Ones of Justice.

"The Hanged Man," Alger was clearly stunned, and it took him a while to speak:

"Ordinary animals don't have human brains and can't learn to meditate immediately, so they'll most likely die on the spot or break down into monsters. But if they survive, they should be able to become extraordinary beings. If the potion can enhance their thinking ability, they might even become smarter."

"Okay." Audrey breathed a silent sigh of relief and nodded in a relaxed tone.

Seeing this, Alger steered the conversation back on track: "After drinking the potion, you must practice every day to truly master its power, uncover its symbolic meaning and deeper mysteries. Only in this way can you minimize the risk of losing control. The key to the potion's symbolism lies in its 'name,' such as 'the audience'!"

Klein listened quietly to their conversation, not intending to interrupt but simply to memorize and learn. However, upon hearing this, an idea suddenly struck him.

Audrey listened attentively to the "Hanged Man's" explanation and was about to ask a few questions about the details when she suddenly heard a light tapping sound on the table.

She and Alger turned their heads simultaneously to look at "The Fool" Klein, who sat at the head of the table. The mysterious and powerful man tapped his fingers lightly and spoke in a low voice:

"It's not about mastering, it's about digesting."

"It's not about digging, it's about playing a role."

"The name of a potion is not just a symbol, but also an image, and even more so, a 'key' to digestion."

Audrey listened, stunned and bewildered, not quite understanding what Mr. Fool was trying to say.

She subconsciously glanced at the "Hanged Man's" reaction out of the corner of her eye, only to be shocked to find that his body trembled and he froze in place, as if struck by lightning.

  

Lynn said it looks like the Hanged Man has successfully shown off and received a "lower IQ" buff.

Soon, Klein finished explaining the role-playing method, which was quite pretentious, and issued the task of collecting Roselle's diary. He also demonstrated his ability to guide the manifestation of thought in the gray fog.

Alger then finished explaining what he knew about the requirements for the "audience," and turned to the White Tower:

"Mr. White Tower, I have received some news from the sea."

"Tell me about it." Lynn sat up straight.

"I have heard that on the sea lanes, ships have encountered new sea monsters in the fog."

"The sea monster is enormous, with numerous tentacles and eyes, immense strength, and may even possess the ability to influence the weather. It is confirmed to have a strong capacity for mental pollution."

"The sailors I saw either suffered mental breakdowns and were bedridden for days, or went completely insane. Many sailors committed suicide by jumping into the sea after seeing this."

"But strangely, the sea monster did not actually cause any real damage. There was no trace of the sea monster on the returning ships, only the testimonies of the sailors."

Audrey covered her mouth, and Klein frowned; the description sounded terrifying.

"I hope this news is helpful to you, Mr. White Tower."

Alger ended there.

Lynn gave Alger a deep look. Given the speed of information dissemination in this era, those wrecked ships were probably drifting back right before Alger's eyes.

The ominous premonition was confirmed.

The new sea monster—Lynn was pretty sure it was one of those creatures that came from the boundless sea, just like him.

The total number of extraordinary characteristics in the mysterious world is limited, their types are fixed, and the number and types of monsters that can be generated are also fixed.

More importantly, Alger's actions in the original work should not have changed much compared to now. He mentioned a sea monster that was not mentioned in the original work, which can only be a "time traveler" like him.

All the previous signs were just that—signs. Now it's completely confirmed: the mysterious world has truly crashed headlong into a pile of embers.

In Lynn's memory, the result was like a car crashing straight into a massive multi-vehicle collision, resulting in the destruction of the vehicle and the death of its inhabitants.

It now seems necessary to seriously dedicate ourselves to the work of saving the world.

"Let's launch the Virtual Universe Project now," Lynn thought.

Then he wondered, who is this guy coming over, a descendant of the deep sea?

They don't match perfectly; their abilities differ. However, a journey across worlds can lead to all sorts of unexpected changes.

It can't be a dark angel, can it?

"This information is very useful; I'll investigate it myself." Lynn nodded to Alger. "What knowledge do you need as payment?"

Alger said respectfully, "This is not yet the payment you made in advance."

"Okay." Lynn didn't insist.

After glancing around, Lynn began the casual conversation of the Tarot session: "Seems like nothing else is happening?"

"Maybe we can just chat casually and talk about what's happening around us. What might be ordinary news to us could be very important clues to someone else."

"Okay." Klein snapped out of his daze and nodded slightly.

Next, Alger shared the news that Admiral Ludwig was setting sail for the ends of the earth, while the Fool revealed that the Secret Order had lost a copy of the Antigonus Family Notebook, and with the help of the Lady of Justice, learned that the Goddess of Night and the Antigonus Family had a tragic past.

"The origins of the Antigonus family can be traced back to the Second Age," the White Tower's voice rang out, and Klein suddenly felt as if a teacher was beginning a lesson.

"The origin here refers to Antigonus, who founded this family. He was already active on the earth in the Second Age, but it was not until the Fourth Age that he founded the Kingdom of Night and developed the Antigonus family."

White Tower continued, "In my investigation, the Church of the Night wanted to obtain some necessary sealing artifacts from the Antigonus family, so they destroyed the family."

Lynn pondered what Adam was interfering with without understanding anything, while making random comments.

This is also his way of reducing his own involvement. The White Tower will be extremely serious and solemn, like an academician, while the White Tower's suppressed desire to make "Lynn" more humorous, thus creating a division and specialization, making Lynn always pay attention to the difference between his identity and himself.

Moreover, Lynn suddenly wants to create a new account to share some anecdotes on the Tarot forum, such as stories about the Goddess of the Night, Bai Zao's past, and anecdotes about Roselle.

Ok?

It seems like there's no need to create a secondary account for unofficial historical accounts.

"Living from the Second Age to the Fourth Age!" Audrey exclaimed in surprise.

She had always thought that only gods could live that long. As soon as this thought popped into her head, she realized that her thinking was blasphemous to the gods and quickly put it aside.

God is unfathomable!

Klein's gaze turned serious as he contemplated how the sealed artifact would destroy the family. He had just realized that the Church of the Goddess had given him the potion to find the Notebook faster, but that was just a routine mutual exploitation. However, the White Tower's words now made him more worried about the Church's schemes.

"They call themselves the Kingdom of Night," Alger realized, "and it's ironic that they were wiped out by the Church of the Goddess of Night."

"However, I also found out some other things," Bai Ta said seriously.

Audrey, Alger, and Klein's attention were immediately drawn to this.

"I've heard that the destruction of the Antigonus family by the Church of the Goddess of Night may contain a story of unrequited love," White Tower's voice remained utterly serious, as if he were recounting a well-known and solemn history.

"So I visited the Hornach Mountains and eventually discovered an amazing secret."

Hornachis! Klein's spirits lifted. The location he had mentioned in his delirium during his promotion was now connected to the Antigonus family!

He immediately listened intently to the White Tower's explanation, and Audrey and Alger also paid close attention.

The white tower makes a gesture of putting on glasses, then conjures up a pair of glasses in front of its eyes, thus enhancing its scholarly aura.

"Antigonus, the ancestor of the Antigonus family, once had a great affection for the goddess of night, but the goddess wanted an angel from the Antigonus family, and that angel was very close to Antigonus."

"In order to obtain that angel and Antigonus himself, the goddess wiped out the entire Antigonus family."

Klein, Audrey, and Alger: "?"

Everyone present immediately entered into the challenge of holding back the infinite tension.

No, Klein, you can't laugh. If you laugh in public, Mr. Fool's career will be over.

No, Audrey, you can't laugh. If you laugh in public, your life as a lady will be over.

No, Alger, you can't laugh. If you laugh in public, Mr. White Tower will probably punish me for my blasphemy.

Lynn, you can't laugh anymore, or the joke won't be funny anymore.

The era of everyone holding their ground has begun!

In the end, Audrey was the first to react. Skilled in social situations and being an audience member, she quickly adjusted her mindset, replacing her temporarily dominant, tense emotions with the blasphemous and fearful feeling of listening to superstitious tales.

"This...this history is too wild! Mr. White Tower, is it possible that this is true?"

Her unspoken message was: This is blasphemous!

As a devotee of the goddess, Audrey should have immediately condemned the story, but as a teenage girl, she found it incredibly interesting!

The unrequited love of the white moonlight falls in love with the cinnabar mole who is now spending the rest of her life with her. Their relationship is entangled and complicated, and there are even some tragic love stories in the end. Moreover, it is a story related to gods!

If the goddess of the night had such a story, then storms, steam... Audrey's thoughts became increasingly blasphemous.

How can she ever look the gods in the eye again?!

"That's true," White Tower pushed up his glasses, "but my investigation shows that this is the official history."

Klein was the second to react, and his thinking was the most profound.

Lynn said that the potion path would eventually lead to godhood, so if you think about it that way, it all makes sense. Gods are human too, so it's normal for them to have romantic entanglements.

Moreover, it's quite normal for these stories to become historical secrets. Klein put himself in Klein's shoes and thought that if he became a god, these stories would definitely have to be buried.

Alger was still brainstorming when, for a moment, he even began to doubt Mr. White Tower.

But he immediately understood and even blamed himself, saying, "How could you doubt Mr. White Tower?"

He has made it very clear: having goodwill means preparing to form an alliance, and "getting" is actually the literal meaning of wanting to gain power. It is only because our own thinking is too mortal that we think in the wrong way!

So the truth of the story is that the Goddess of Night robbed the Angel!

The Hanged Man still got everything wrong in the process but everything right in the end.

"Okay, it's my turn. Let me think about what to say."

Audrey tilted her head slightly, rested her hand on her forehead, and chuckled as she spoke:

"Yesterday, my etiquette teacher was teaching me how to faint, how to faint gracefully and politely. It's a practical skill for avoiding awkward situations and nasty people in social settings... Hehe, I was just organizing my thoughts. What I really wanted to say was that since the defeat in the war on the eastern coast of Bayon, the King, the Prime Minister, and all the gentlemen have felt immense pressure and have an urgent desire for change."

Her words brought everyone back from the mythical tales of gods and legends.

The Hanged Man mocked the kingdom's high-ranking officials for needing a year to react to being bitten by mosquitoes, while the Fool seized the opportunity to engage in some political maneuvering, proposing some systems to stabilize the environment of factional strife.

Even if the ministers are all curly-haired baboons, it won't affect the officials' ability to run the country.

Audrey pondered Mr. Fool's description for a long while before exclaiming in astonishment:

"This sounds like it might actually work..."

"A very simple, yet very effective method!"

She looked at Klein and exclaimed in sincere admiration:

"Mr. Fool, you must be an elder with rich life experience and outstanding wisdom!"

...Klein's lips twitched slightly. He glanced at "The Hanged Man" and "Justice," and after a few seconds of silence, said:

"Thanks."

He was about to end the party when he heard Baita speak, his voice very serious.

Although the White Pagoda has always been very solemn.

"Everyone, I have a big project. Are you interested in participating?"

"Want to test a virtual universe?"