Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 732 Ice Cream

Klein nodded silently, skipped the topic, and asked:
"What are the chances of you digesting the 'Miracle Master' potion in your mouth?"

Renekton nodded and said calmly, "A miracle of resurrection from the dead."

Klein was a little stunned, but not that shocked. He had already guessed it when he saw the crystal ball.

After thinking quietly for two seconds, he spoke:

"This is the ability of a 'miracle master'. The miracle of resurrection is essentially a deep use of past power. Mr. 'Gate' is not an angel of this path, nor does he have the authority of history. Even if I wanted to help him draw on a miracle, I couldn't do it."

"Just tell me what you think. Since you came to me, you should have given it some thought."

Renekton nodded slightly, leaned back in his chair, and said with a smile:
"It is not impossible. You are experts in cheating fate and fooling history."

"Cheating fate? Fooling history?" Klein repeated these two sentences. A flash of inspiration seemed to come to his mind, but it could not take shape.

Seeing Klein in deep thought, Renekton smiled and tapped the right armrest of the high-back chair with his fingers, explaining briefly:

"You can rely on the characteristics left by Mr. Door to take out a projection of Him from history, including a projection before His uniqueness, or even before He became an angel. It is highly likely that He was not yet polluted at that time."

"I can peel off the spiritual imprint left by Mr. Door and sew it together with his historical projection. I can then fill the gap with false information to extend the duration of the historical projection and allow Him to awaken a part of himself."

"Since Mr. Gate has passed away, this historical projection can be equivalent to Him. In this state, He can be compatible with the characteristics of the Fortune Teller path. In the end, you will obtain a miracle for Him."

After listening to Renekton's description, Klein frowned and said, "Historical projections will not die. They will only return to the historical void after exhausting their spirituality."

"I will use the corresponding knowledge and information to maintain His existence. By giving abstract knowledge the power of substance, I will disguise Him as a normal creature rather than a historical projection. Of course, this requires some coordination at the level of rules."

Renekton described in detail the solution he had come up with.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, Klein took out another gold coin and did some divination. Then he nodded and said:

"You can try it."

"But, people who are already dead probably can't respond to wishes."

Renekton smiled and replied casually:

"This is the wish of the entire Abraham family, and to some extent it is also my wish, although it is far less important than uncovering the seal of the Western Continent."

"Yes, but they need to make a wish first."

Klein nodded. He was not opposed to this attempt. After all, he would not lose anything if it failed. If it succeeded, he would not only be able to digest the potion, but also have an additional helper to fight against Amon. More importantly, he might be able to find an opportunity to perform his own godhood ritual.

Oh, what am I thinking about? I am only at Sequence 2, and there is still one Sequence 1 between me and becoming a god. Moreover, for the god-becoming ritual that requires fooling time, history, or fate once, this attempt may be a little simpler.

Gathering his thoughts, Klein and Renekton continued to discuss the details until the attempt to resurrect Mr. Door was completely finalized.

Then he looked down at the book wrapped in a dark shadow placed on the table near him. The boundless gray fog surged up again, and the invisible force continued to wash over the book.

As time went by, the dark shadow wrapped around the book turned into pieces and fell off, revealing the brass cover underneath.

Without the suppression of the shadow of order, the brass book of Trunsoste began to flip spontaneously, quickly turning over the unchangeable gray-black part of the first half, and on the blank pages of the second half, silver-white words spontaneously emerged.

These words appeared simultaneously on the first line of the first page and the last line of the last page of the book. Just when they were halfway through appearing, the silver-white words stopped, as if they were stuck.

A moment later, a line of small silver-white words appeared at the top of the blank page: The following rules are invalid.

One by one, the silvery words disappeared, then reappeared, and the previous scene was repeated.

Seeing that his grafting had taken effect and caused the uniquely evolved Trunsost brass book to repeatedly get stuck, Klein smiled slightly and increased the intensity of the gray fog washing over the book.

As time passed, Klein discovered that the resistance of the Trunsost Brass Book to the gray fog had weakened a little. It seemed to have begun to adapt to the environment here. In other words, it had been marinated.

Sure enough, the best way to solve pollution is to infect it with another kind of pollution and replace it, and "Source Castle" happens to have such ability. As for what to do with the new pollution, that has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I have fulfilled the emperor's wish, and he can slowly solve the rest.

As his thoughts floated, Klein manipulated the gray fog to condense into a palm, grabbed the Terensost brass book, and threw it towards an illusory star above the boundless gray fog.

With the help of the connection established by the illusory stars and the black "curtain" draped over his body, he completed a grafting and delivered the Trunsost brass book to the captain's room of the "Dawn" and to the hands of Roselle's projection who was staying there.

At this moment, Klein felt something in his body quietly breaking apart and completely merging into himself. A large part of the "Miracle Master" potion in his body was digested at once. As expected of a Sequence 0 "Black Emperor", the feedback generated by any random wish made me digest so much potion. I really want to find a few more true gods and let them make wishes for me.

While thinking, his eyes fell on Renekton again.

Feeling Klein's gaze, Rexxar shrugged his shoulders and said in a calm tone:

"I have already provided an opportunity to fulfill your wish. You can go to 'Night' or Qi Guang, Mr. Azik, and the mercury snake who loves ice cream. They will always have some wishes that are within your reach."

Klein nodded slightly. He already had some ideas in mind.

Backlund, Dr. Chris's house.

Will Auceptin, who was sitting in the stroller, rolled his eyes and looked at the ice cream that Klein handed to him. He said speechlessly:
"So, that's your excuse for giving me fake ice cream?"

Klein raised his hand and touched his nose with a guilty conscience, then explained:

"This is not fake. During the fifteen minutes when the extraordinary ability is effective, it is real ice cream. After the duration is over, it will disappear directly from your stomach. You can enjoy the delicious taste of ice cream without affecting the health of the baby."

Will Auceptin showed an indescribable expression and looked at Klein and said:

"Then why don't you just give me all the fake ice cream and hide it among the real ice cream? Are you sure you're not guilty?"

"I must tell you that cheating me is not cheating fate, unless I become the 'Wheel of Fortune', then it can be called a part of fate."

"Besides, such a small amount of ice cream will not affect the health of a 'Mercury Snake'."

Klein nodded without too much disappointment, took out the ice creams from the historical pores, and handed the remaining real ice cream to Will.
"Okay, then the remaining ice cream will be my apology."

"That's pretty much it."

Will Auceptin, who was sitting in the stroller, looked like a little adult. He took the ice cream handed to him by Klein and started eating it.

Seeing that Will was obsessed with ice cream and no longer bothered about the fake ice cream, Klein took the opportunity to ask:
"Do you know where there is an opportunity to help people realize their wishes?"

“It’s available now.”

Will Auceptin replied casually, and then continued to eat the ice cream with relish, and even licked the corner of his mouth after finishing it.

Klein looked at Will Auceptin, who had a satisfied look on his face. The feedback of his wish coming true appeared again, and some of the Miracle Master potion in his body was digested.

Looking up at Klein who was still somewhat bewildered, Will Auceptin licked his lips and said:

"Because I've eaten too much ice cream recently, my father is worried about my health and told me not to eat ice cream for a week. Fortunately, you came at this time."

Klein nodded silently. He even suspected that the idea of ​​sending ice cream to Will to fulfill his wish was influenced by him.

After satisfying the ice cream wish of a "Mercury Snake", Klein turned and went to St. Samuel's Cathedral in the West District.

He prayed to the Goddess of Night in the prayer hall, expressing his desire to help people realize their wishes.

He originally thought that the goddess would let him fetch water from the "River of Everlasting Darkness", but the goddess did not respond to his prayers at all.

The war between gods had just ended not long ago, and the goddess should still be digesting the gains from it and had no time to pay attention to too many prayers.

As his thoughts were floating, he saw Leonard walking out from the back of the prayer hall. The other party also saw him, and both of them were visibly stunned.

Klein retracted his gaze, turned around and left the prayer hall. At the edge of the square that had regained its popularity, he fed the white pigeons that had flown back from somewhere after the war ended.

Not long after, Leonard appeared next to him and asked casually:
"Were you praying to the goddess just now?"

Klein nodded silently and paused. Seeing that Leonard didn't ask any more questions, he changed the subject and said,
"Have you any wishes recently? Or, does that Pales Zoroaste have any wishes?"

"A wish?" Leonard was stunned for a moment, and said uncertainly, "Does digesting the Night Watch potion count?"

Klein nodded and said, "Okay, I'll create an environment suitable for you to digest the potion."

(End of this chapter)