Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 135 We Transmigraters Are Really Too Strong
"Of course he will. Even if your cooking isn't tasty, as a qualified male mother, Sasriel will be happy. After all, it's the child's love." Luo Lin said at this time, his tone was not concealed. "So follow me to learn how to cook, Xiaohong!"

Medici was silent for half a second, then he raised his lips and said, "Okay, I want to see what dishes you, a guy who never enters the kitchen, can make!"

"Wait, what's with the Russian food?" Klein, who was standing next to him, asked a soul-searching question at this moment. However, after all the explosive gossip that had been going on for a while, he was obviously no longer as "shocked" as before. Klein now felt that he was incredibly strong and was no longer afraid of any gossip.

"Alas, don't you know? The ancient Sun God, the creator of Silver City, also lived in our time!" Rowling glanced at Klein in confusion. "I thought you'd already guessed it."

"I did have some suspicions, but I didn't expect it to be true." Klein wasn't surprised to hear this information.

He originally didn't know that the Creator of Silver City was also a remnant of the Old Ones, but Klein had indeed guessed this long ago. After all, the name "Adam" was too obvious, and with the example of "Lucifer" before it, it was hard not to make the connection.

Coupled with the changes and the vague thoughts Medici had revealed when discussing his speech yesterday, Klein had some suspicions about the identity of the Silver City Creator.

It’s just that it wasn’t completely confirmed until now.

"We time travelers are truly filled with talented people..." Klein recalled all the time travelers he knew. Aside from himself and Jack in front of him, the others had basically reached the level of starting out as angels. One couldn't help but sigh that these time travelers were truly too strong.

"It may just be survivor bias. After all, a weak time traveler cannot leave his name in history." Luo Lin said with a smile.

Klein was stunned for a moment, then nodded, acknowledging that Rowling was right.

Luo Lin finished the porridge in his bowl and thought of something. He said, "By the way, what did you want to do when you looked at me just now?"

After being interrupted by Medici, he almost forgot about Klein's initial gaze.

In fact, not to mention Rowling, Klein himself almost forgot about it. When reminded, he quickly said, "Nothing."

When he saw Rowling before, Klein subconsciously thought of the new member of the Tarot Club that Rowling recommended yesterday. But now Klein was not sure who the person was praying for, so naturally he didn't plan to say anything.

Klein quickly finished his breakfast, returned to his room, and then came out into the gray fog.

The palace above the gray fog was as mysterious as ever. Klein glanced around and locked onto the object of this prayer: a lady.

The other party did not recite the Fool's honorific name, but the crystal ball in her hand was very similar to the one Little Sun once owned. This similarity was not in appearance, but in feeling.

Of course, this wasn't important. What was important was that Klein actually knew this lady. When Justice Audrey recommended new members, she had privately described the characteristics of Hugh and Fors to Mr. Fool. And the lady holding the crystal ball now looked like Miss Fors, a perfect match for Miss Justice's description.

Klein almost subconsciously thought of his conversation with Rowling last night, so he didn't rush to deal with the prayer. Instead, he descended from the gray fog and found Rowling and Medici, who seemed to be preparing to go out.

"Sherlock, I'm going out to buy ingredients. Is there anything you need me to bring?" Rowling said in a good mood. After all, if things go well, maybe he will be able to find a great chef who is good at cooking multiple dishes in the future.

"Bring me a cup of sweet iced tea?" Klein responded subconsciously.

"Okay, sweet iced tea with Dixie pie, right?" Luo Lin made an OK gesture and asked, "So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I have something to talk about. I want to talk to you alone." Klein nodded.

Rowling raised his eyebrows, observed Klein's subtle expression, and immediately had some guesses about what had happened.

He then gestured to Medici beside him, asking him to wait, and then took Klein to the study. "Did Fors pray to you?" Rolin asked bluntly as soon as he closed the study door.

"So it was you who did it?" Klein's original intentions were aborted, and he asked almost subconsciously.

"What are you thinking? I didn't do anything. It's just that you were too obvious, so I guessed it." Luo Lin waved his hand, then asked with interest, "How did she pray?"

Klein immediately briefly introduced Fors's situation.

"Crystal ball..." Luo Lin raised his eyebrows, feeling both expected and unexpected. He had guessed that Fors would join the club, but he didn't expect it to be through the crystal ball.

"What a stilted plot progression! I'm afraid the fate of this world isn't just a robot..." Rowling couldn't help but complain inwardly. He decided to go back and find out what exactly happened. Then he looked at Klein and said, "Are you going to answer her prayer?"

"...I have this plan, but the outcome depends on Ms. Fors's own wishes." Klein nodded.

Because of Miss Justice's recommendation, Ms. Fors was originally a candidate member of the Tarot Club that he was considering. Now that it was almost confirmed that she really had a connection with them, it might not be a bad idea to bring her into the club.

Of course, Klein respected other people's opinions, and if Fors didn't want to, he wouldn't force it.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go ahead!" Luo Lin waved his hand, not hiding his expectations at all.

"So what exactly are you planning to do?" Klein asked again from his soul.

"Nothing, just trying to get the manuscript online. I'm a loyal fan of Fors's books." Luo Lin blinked, making full use of his linguistic skills, and said, "Do you understand what it's like for a fan to encounter the wrath of a pigeon spirit?"

Klein was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect such a result. Moreover, it seemed that what the other party said was sincere.

Klein then recalled the readers who, before his "time travel," had resorted to all means to demand updates. Some had sent razor blades, some had blocked the author's door offline because they were dissatisfied with the ending, and some had recognized the author in the street and then attacked him.

Klein then recalled Rowling's usual behavior. He suddenly understood, but he couldn't help but feel worried about Ms. Fors.

After thinking for a moment, Klein gently reminded, "You can ask for updates normally, but she is a woman after all..."

"Don't worry, I definitely won't kill her alone offline. If I wanted to do that, I would have done it long ago." Luo Lin waved his hand and said seriously, "I just want to order some texts, but it's not easy for me to show up directly."

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and didn't ask any more questions.

So Rowling continued to go out to buy food, and Mr. Fool once again came to the gray fog and answered Fors's prayer.

"Click——"

So Fors, who was playing with a crystal ball on the sofa, suddenly saw the crystal ball in her hand crack with a click. Then her eyes blurred, and the next second she saw endless gray fog and a magnificent and mysterious palace.

Fors: ???

Fors:!!!

where is this?
(End of this chapter)