Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 337 Meeting
The sudden words came like thunder out of the blue.

Klein stopped, his eyes confused and a little bewildered. He looked at his brand new tuxedo, and his fingers clenched around his cane until they turned white.

"You...you know my name. Did you just say I was dreaming?"

Luke patted his shoulder slowly and spoke without haste. His voice became hazy and carried a convincing magic.

"You have developed serious mental problems due to excessive work pressure. You imagined yourself as a person who traveled through a world that combines steampunk and Victorian style to escape from life. Everything now is just your illusion."

Lu Ke then began to introduce himself, "I am your attending physician Lu Ke, you can call me Doctor Lu."

"This...this isn't right."

Klein hesitated and said, "I can taste the rye bread that hurts my teeth, smell the aroma of food on the street, touch everything I can touch and get feedback, and I can also feel hot and cold... Everything here is real."

"reality."

Luke smiled and shook his head, "What is the truth?"

"Does reality really exist? In this world, what we hear with our ears may be false, what we see with our eyes may be false, so are our sense of touch and perception necessarily real?"

"When we observe quantum, it has already been disturbed by us. Then can the results we record be called true? Just like the crimson moon will not disappear just because you don't look at it, you have created a dream with your own cognition and hid in it, and now is the time to wake up."

He used philosophy to defraud the reality of the real world, and when Klein was overwhelmed and confused by this series of remarks, he sighed and touched Klein's head.

"You are a keyboard warrior who knows a little bit about everything. Your miscellaneous knowledge and wild imagination have pieced together an extremely detailed world, but this cannot change the fact that you live in a false reality."

He looked at Klein with encouraging eyes, as if to cheer him up:
"Wake up! Your family and friends are waiting for you to stand up by the bed!"

In a daze, Klein's eyes gradually turned red. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, feeling relieved:

"It turns out it was just a dream... Do I hate my job so much? In fact, it feels okay. Compared to not being able to enjoy delicious food and play with my phone, work isn't that hard..."

"Really? How much is your monthly salary?"

"1w6."

Luke: "..."

Damn, even if I doubled my income in my previous life I couldn’t get this much!

Luke suddenly felt bored, forced a smile, and clicked his tongue in disgust.

"Actually, I was just teasing you just now. You really traveled through time."

"Ok, I know."

Luke was slightly surprised, "You know?"

Klein continued to rub his red eyes and smiled brightly:

"No matter how good I am at using the keyboard, I can't possibly design several languages, all kinds of countries and cities that I've never heard of, and so many fake people with different behavioral logics. A human brain can't contain a whole world, and the meticulousness of this world cannot be imagined by human imagination."

"And if I really have mental problems, the rules of this world should be even more chaotic. But everyone's actions, including mine, are logical. Most importantly, there was a flaw in your words from the beginning."

"Tell me."

Klein pointed at Parrott next to him and smiled. "When I mistook him for you when we first met, the first thing you said was 'I taught him that.' If this world is really fake, how could you possibly teach a fake person how to cook?"

Lu Ke let out a light sigh. This was just a scam that he had come up with on the spur of the moment. He didn't think it would succeed, but he didn't expect that there would be so many loopholes exposed even when he had enough information.

I really underestimated the meticulous thinking of the characters in the mysterious world.

"Since you discovered it before, why are you pretending to be fooled by me?"

Klein smiled, took off his hat, bowed, and blinked, "I thought you liked to lie like this, so I followed your interests. After all, you might be my only living fellow countryman in this world."

At this point, his soft voice was slightly sad, "Also, I hope what you said is true, this is really just a dream, and my family and friends are waiting for me to wake up by my bed."

In fact, Klein was quite happy with Luke's performance. Although it was a bit silly to deceive others for fun, he could also sense that the other party was just having fun and was not planning to harm him. It would be really sad if the only fellow villager was the kind of person who would "stab someone in the back".

Luke stared at Klein for a few seconds and rubbed his cheek. "Okay, stop standing at the door and talking. Come in and sit down. We can eat and chat."

He took the lead and walked into the room. Klein followed him in and became more and more surprised the more he looked.

The environment in the townhouse on Daffodil Street was better than he had imagined. It seemed that his fellow villager had replaced all the furniture with new ones. The bright and spacious room made people feel good just by looking at it.

In contrast, now he, his brother and his sister are squeezed into a room that is even smaller and more dilapidated than this one. They use a shared bathroom, and will be scolded by the landlord if they use more water.

He was actually fine, but his sister Melissa was already a sixteen-year-old girl and needed a better environment, at least a bathroom of her own.

The two sat down at the dining table, and Luke leisurely crossed his legs. Klein was a little reserved as it was his first visit, but he soon relaxed. He didn't see Luke's family, so he would be more casual when the elders were not at home.

The servant Parrot brought the prepared meals, one plate after another. They were made from recipes from Earth. The colorful, fragrant and delicious dishes made Klein, who had been eating rye bread for several days, salivate.

When two bowls of steaming, crystal clear rice were served, he swallowed his saliva and looked at Lu Ke with something strange in his eyes.

In the Kingdom of Loen, rice is a very rare and precious commodity. It usually only appears on the menus of some mid- to high-end restaurants and is very expensive.

The staple food of most residents is rye bread, which is dry and hard but can fill the stomach. The next level up is white bread, which can only be afforded by people with decent jobs. It is soft and sweet, which is already very good. Even the elites in various industries above them cannot eat rice for every meal. Apart from taste preferences, the cost of rice is too expensive.

My fellow villager, is he actually a rich man?

Parrott set the table and went out. Luke rented him a house next door, and usually he only had to clean the room and prepare meals.

"By the way, how do you know my original name?"

Klein tried hard to ignore the delicious food in front of him and silently reminded himself to be polite and not act like a starving ghost.

"Not only your original name, I also know a lot of things about you. For example, your current name is Klein Moretti. You were investigated by the Nighthawks because of your involvement in the Antigonus Notes. In order to protect yourself, you joined the Nighthawks of the Church of the Goddess of Night. You are 172 cm tall, like to chase gold pounds, are a virgin, and have kidney problems..."

"Stop, stop, stop! The last one is pure slander!"

Klein was a little overwhelmed. How could someone even know whether he was a virgin?

"Where did you get this information?"

"Well... I can tell you, but there is some knowledge that you cannot listen to right now. If you listen to it, you will be contaminated."

Luke rocked back and forth in his chair. The information about the Great Old Ones was poisonous in itself. If one was not a complete mythical creature, that is, a Sequence 2 angel, receiving this knowledge would be contaminated.

In theory, he should have been contaminated when he was born in this universe. Even if he didn't know that this was the world of the Lord of Mysteries, he would be doomed if he knew the names, symbols, authority and other secret knowledge of the Outer Gods. It was probably his own golden finger, the mysterious shared space connected to the soul that helped him avoid the disaster. It seems that even if he didn't awaken and successfully enter the space, Luke still has some special qualities.

"pollute……"

Klein was shocked. Knowledge that would contaminate one by hearing it? What level of knowledge was this?

Even though he had just joined the Nighthawks and was just a civilian staff member who didn't know much about the Extraordinary World, he could still sense the dangers therein. Various guesses and thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end he nodded without asking any more questions.

Everyone has some secrets. Doesn't he have secrets too?

That mysterious space, the Tarot Club which had just been established for a few days, as well as Miss Justice, Mr. The Hanged Man and Mr. Emperor.

"So, you are actually a very powerful wild Beyonder?"

Klein was a little happy. A powerful fellow villager might be able to take care of him. When he became a formal member, he could report to his superiors and develop his fellow villager into an official spy, thus saving wild Beyonders from the embarrassment of being hunted down by the authorities. Wouldn't that be wonderful!

“I’m not that powerful, but I can help you with most things, such as the extraordinary ways, potion formulas, and mystical knowledge you want to know, or if you want me to help you deal with the enemy, protect you, etc…”

With every word Luke said, Klein's eyes brightened a little, until finally his eyes were as bright as a cat before dinner, full of happiness and anticipation.

At this time, Lu Ke added with a smile on his face: "Only if it doesn't conflict with my schedule, and you have to pay."

The expectation in Klein's eyes was instantly annihilated. Asking for money is a bad civilization!
He looked at the sumptuous meal on the table and the nicely decorated apartment, and thought to himself that his rich fellow villager didn't seem like a poor guy like him. Could it be that he took out a loan to enjoy life in advance and consumed ahead of time?

"Luke, are you short of money?"

"No shortage."

Lu Ke said in a tone that was for your own good: "I don't want you to develop the bad habit of getting something for nothing."

“…I didn’t think about getting it for free.”

Klein curled his lips and suddenly looked at Luke suspiciously, "You don't just want to see me reluctantly handing over the gold pounds, do you?"

Luke slapped the table, and his cheerful laughter echoed in the room, "You really don't look like a fool at all!"

Klein: "..."

This person is somewhat evil!

Just when he was finally getting a little angry, Luke waved his hand.

"Okay, food is the most important thing for people, let's eat first."

This sentence interrupted Klein's anger. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, looking at the steaming rice and dishes, and secretly reminded himself.

Restraint, restraint.

I must not act like a starving ghost later!

……

After a moment, Klein couldn’t help but cover his face as he faced the plate of food that was devoured in a flash.

He clearly said he wanted to maintain his image, but he lost his mind after taking just one bite. Is there really no weird medicine involved?

It was the first time he had eaten such delicious food, and he wanted to swallow his tongue. Not to mention that he had been tortured during this period, he had never eaten such delicious food in his previous life!
Klein rolled up his sleeves in shame and took the initiative to pick up the dishes and wash them.

Luke touched his chin as he watched Klein roll up his sleeves to wash the dishes with a happy look on his face. Another person was drugged by the food in Food Wars!

There needs to be one more world famous painting.

"The Lord of Mysteries is working as a handyman washing dishes."

"Is there any room in your house? Can I come and stay for two days?"

"Sorry, my room doesn't allow people of the same sex. The prerequisite for living with me is that you have to be a pretty girl who is attractive to you."

Luke shrugged and refused to keep a cat.

Clayton felt regretful, but quickly cheered himself up. He had become a clerk with a good salary and was preparing to move out of his original apartment. Now he could move to the area near Daffodil Street.

Come over every day and have free meals then!
He made the decision happily, washed the dishes, put on his formal clothes again and said goodbye.

"Then I'll be leaving first. I still have some work to do today."

Klein's job now is to walk the route from his home to the home of his deceased classmate Welch every morning or afternoon.

Welch is the owner of Antigonus's notes, and he is the only survivor of the incident. When the notes are missing, he is both a clue and a bait.

Whoever wants this notebook will definitely secretly observe and follow him. Once a flaw is revealed, the Nighthawks can follow the clues and catch the enemy floating in the dark.

"Well, close the door when you leave."

Lu Ke closed his eyes and lay lazily in the recliner, as if he was going to take a nap.

When the door was closed and Klein's footsteps gradually faded away, Luke opened his bright eyes, stood up and followed him out.

His footsteps were silent, and his movements were agile and quick. He soon saw Klein walking along the predetermined route on the street.

On the street, workers were walking in a hurry, some vendors pushing mobile stalls were running around in panic, and a clown selling balloons with strange oil paint lines on his face was walking by surrounded by children.

A huge group of people marched by, holding signs to protest against textile factories, against industrial waste emissions from tall chimneys, and against the wanton operations of sewage treatment plants. Their voices were fierce but revealed a sense of despair, and it was obvious that they felt it was impossible to achieve their goal.

In the crowd, there was an ordinary-looking, thin middle-aged man with a serious look in his eyes. He had no sense of presence, but his steps were extremely steady. He moved through the crowd at a fast pace, as if he could control every muscle in his body.

The middle-aged man's eyes darted around, as if he was admiring the nearby scenery, but if you looked closely, you would find that his eyes were always focused on Klein in front of him.

Lu Ke walked through the crowd and approached the middle-aged man. He stretched out a strong hand, but just before he touched him, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Lu Ke, and smiled.

boom!
The hand instantly accelerated and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a small paper man.

Lu Ke's eyes suddenly turned to the alley next to him, and a clown wearing a tuxedo suit and with his face painted red, yellow and white suddenly appeared in the empty space.

He had a sarcastic smile on his face and made a mocking gesture towards Luke.

(End of this chapter)