Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 122: Promoting rice and grudges

"Explorer? Traveling around?"

As a direct member of Abraham's family, Roger immediately realized one thing from this description.

That is, Alice and Lampard's father is very likely a Sequence 5 "Traveler"!
Their grandfather was most likely also a "traveler" who passed away and left his extraordinary characteristics to his son, Alice's father.

At this point, Roger was able to fully confirm one thing.

That is, the Iman family should be an "apprentice family" that was once taught by Abraham!
This is enough to explain why they were able to advance to Sequence 6, or even Sequence 5, without going insane.

This also means that Lampard may have items related to Mr. "Door" in his hands.

"Yeah, Alice."

Roger took a sip of red wine:
"Have your mother and brother ever said anything about your sleepwalking?"

Alice lowered her head and thought for a moment before answering with certainty:

“I went to the doctor at first, but after my father came back one time, my family stopped taking me to the doctor.

"I asked Frank Lampard about it and he just told me it's a family trait, but the thing is I never saw any evidence of it with him.

"To be honest... this sleepwalking really bothers me. Ever since I injured my arm, I've been worried every day, afraid that I'll run out into the street late at night and get killed or fall into the water... If someone can cure my disease, I'm willing to pay any price."

Roger listened quietly to her concerns, pondered for a moment, and evaluated them in his mind before speaking with the words he had prepared in advance:

"Alice, I suspect we share the same ancestors."

"Same ancestors? What does that mean?" Alice was surprised when she heard this. For a moment she suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Roger nodded and continued along the established route:
“Yes, in fact, my family situation is very similar to yours, and I also have hereditary sleepwalking... but we have a special medicine that can cure it.

"Yes, that wasn't a recipe given to me by a doctor. Forgive me for not telling you the truth last time... Because this involves a family secret, I need to get to know you better before deciding whether to lend a helping hand."

Alice nodded.
"I can understand that."

But she also consciously did not ask what the secret was, but there was obvious expectation in her eyes.

Roger nodded slightly and spoke again:
"I can give you this potion, but you must keep it absolutely confidential."

"As long as it can cure my illness, no problem."

Having said this, Alice no longer hesitated and nodded firmly.

"Then, you need to swear to the goddess that you will not reveal this secret to anyone else without my permission.

"Likewise, I will swear to ensure that this potion will not harm you.

"We will then have to sign a confidentiality agreement, and then I can give you the potion."

Roger's expression was quite serious.

"can."

Alice nodded.

Then both parties clasped their left hands together and swore an oath to the goddess.

Then Roger took out a contract from his backpack, which contained various confidentiality clauses.

In fact, compared to the formulaic act of swearing an oath to the goddess to gain Alice's trust, the subsequent contract is the real highlight.

From a legal perspective, this contract is effectively ineffective because the confidentiality it stipulates involves extraordinary matters.

But Roger had already used ritual magic to call upon the contamination of the "Oneness of All Things" within himself, thus giving the contract a certain immortality.

This slight bit of immortality gives this contract an effect similar to a "notary" contract, but with a stronger effect, and even high-sequence ones cannot violate it.

Of course, in order to prevent Alice from doing the same backstabbing that his ancestors had encountered, Roger also included some marginal clauses in the contract, such as "the person who taught the formula must be respected", to restrict Alice's behavior in many ways.

As expected, after Alice checked the contents of the contract and signed it, she immediately felt a vague sense of "restraint".

But when she tried to savor what that feeling was, there was no feedback.

Roger smiled, stood up and said:
"I need a clean cooker."

"Yes, I'll find it for you."

Alice immediately got out a brand new soup pot for Roger, which had not been used since she bought it.

Roger touched the inner wall of the soup pot and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he took out pure water and other auxiliary materials prepared in advance from his backpack, added them into the pot one by one and boiled them.

After everything was ready, Roger added a jelly-like piece of "Apprentice" extraordinary characteristic into it.

The liquid, which originally had a clear fluid texture, suddenly became viscous. Roger turned off the fire and handed the cup of light green potion to Alice.

"Drink it all in one gulp, and then follow my instructions."

Alice sniffed the strange-smelling potion and drank it all in one gulp.

In an instant, she began to feel illusory voices appearing in her ears, and even various strange lights appeared in front of her eyes.

Just when her feeling of uneasiness reached its peak, she suddenly heard Roger's voice.

"Now sit cross-legged and begin sketching a simple object you've seen in real life..."

He used the method he had previously taught Bandit to guide Alice through the meditation, and only let her open her eyes after making sure that she had contained the power of the potion.

"How is it? Have you felt the difference in yourself?"

Roger laughed. He knew that ordinary people would automatically gain knowledge related to their extraordinary abilities after taking the potion and becoming extraordinary people.

At this moment, Alice's eyes were still flashing with uncertainty, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

After a while, Alice tried to stand up and walked towards her bedroom.

The next moment, she passed straight through the wall and opened the door from the inside.

"This……"

Alice's eyes were filled with shock.

"Congratulations, you are now an 'apprentice'."

Roger stood up and explained to Alice in detail the possible origins of the Iman family, and told her that what she showed in her sleepwalking was the ability of an "apprentice".

With the constraints of the "contract", Roger was not worried that she would leak these things. In a sense, Alice was now Roger's most loyal "apprentice".

But to Roger's surprise, Alice didn't show much surprise after learning that she was a natural "half-exceptional".

Instead, she said after a brief recollection:
"In fact, I had suspected that I had some special abilities, but Lampard kept telling me 'you are normal', so over time I forgot about it.

"Also, I'm sorry for what happened to your ancestors."

Alice felt a little guilty. She had never thought that her ancestors might have betrayed Roger's ancestors.

"It's ok."

Roger shook his head. After thinking for a while, he still did not inquire about the possible existence of the "apprentice" seal in Alice's family.

He could sense that Alice had complicated feelings towards him, partly because he hadn't told her the full story before she took the potion, leaving Alice feeling cheated.

But on the other hand, she also clearly showed gratitude and excitement. After all, suddenly becoming an extraordinary person was indeed a somewhat fresh and unusual thing.

In response to this situation, Roger reminded: "You have to remember that the path of the Beyonder is actually very dangerous.

"This danger doesn't just come from the potion itself. Wild Beyonders are also a sensitive issue for the Church. So unless necessary, you should try to avoid revealing your Beyonder identity to others.

"If you have any questions about potions in the future, you can ask me. I don't mind being your teacher."

At present, he has no intention of telling Alice about the existence of "acting method". He just tries to establish a rough relationship of "mentor" and "apprentice" with the other party, and then he can tell her more knowledge based on Alice's performance.

Only then will he tell the other party that "acting is just acting".

After all, becoming an extraordinary person without paying any price is a huge opportunity for ordinary people.

There is an old Chinese saying: A little bit of rice is a favor, a big bit of rice is a grudge, so Alice needs to "make contributions" to obtain the potion formulas and knowledge from Roger.

It takes a process for both parties to trust each other, which is true for Roger and Alice.

Otherwise, Roger would most likely not be able to obtain information about the sealed object from the other party.

"Yes, teacher."

Alice's lips curled up as she answered.

The attitude is quite positive...

Roger nodded with satisfaction, stood up, used the "Traveler's Dice", and disappeared from the spot.

His fortune is on the rise now, so he doesn't need the "Life-Gambling Revolver" to assist him.

Alice was momentarily shocked by the methods Roger deliberately displayed.

At this moment, she suddenly understood why her father could always come and go without a trace and travel everywhere...

A few seconds later, Roger, who had initially achieved his goal, quickly appeared in the workshop on the second floor of No. 15 Minsk Street.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

He went downstairs and ran into his roommate, Klein Moretti.

Klein seemed to be waiting for Roger. Seeing him return, he first greeted him, then spoke somewhat embarrassedly:
"By the way, Roger, can I borrow your 'Traveler's Dice'?"

"Okay, here you go."

Roger didn't even ask Klein what he wanted to do, because he could guess the reason with his eyes closed.

Ever since he last visited Melissa on Klein's behalf, Klein has been feeling a little restless.

This is no wonder. After all, when Roger took him away from Tingen City, he didn't have time to let him see his family again, so this wish had to be fulfilled.

"By the way, Melissa said that Dunn Smith and the others are very good."

Roger blinked, reminding Klein not to try to appear in the eyes of the Nighthawks.

After saying that, he threw "Benjamin's Glove" to Klein.

"Also, take this with you so it's easier to run away."

"Of course, thank you."

Klein took a deep breath and thanked him sincerely.

He put on the mask he had received from Caspars, used the crystal pendulum to check his fortune, and then rolled the "Traveler's Dice".

The next second, Klein disappeared from the spot.

Roger laughed. He wasn't worried that Klein would get lost in the spirit world.

After all, he was a fortune teller who controlled Sefirah Castle. As long as Klein didn't encounter someone who could restrain his abilities, it would be difficult for him to die.

……

In front of a factory in the East District of Backlund.

A man wearing a deerstalker hat stood on the street corner, playing cards with several men who looked like workers on a square stone pillar.

The man was none other than Hugh's friend Williams. He was staring at the cards in his hand, trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up.

That's three "Kings" and two "Aces."

"It's really hard to believe that my luck has finally turned... I actually got a gourd."

Williams felt a little excited and he quickly looked around at his temporary "poker partners".

"The more I play, the worse my luck gets. I admit defeat."

After a while, a worker threw away the cards in his hand while cursing, indicating that he was withdrawing from the game.

"I'm not showing my cards. What about you, James?"

William looked at another middle-aged man in a blue worker's uniform.

"I won't open it either."

The other two men also chose not to drive, which made Williams happy.

After two more rounds of this, the other two players except Williams and James could not withstand the pressure and folded.

"It's just you and me, Williams, how about we go together?"

James blinked and looked at Williams.

"it is good."

Williams nodded, then threw the cards out with unstoppable momentum.

"gourd!"

He shouted, looking expectantly at James.

However, James was not frightened as he expected. Instead, he smiled and turned over his cards.

That's four "2s" and a "5".

"Sorry, mine is four, bigger than yours." James' smile contained an apology.

"Mad, I don't want to play anymore."

Williams cursed and shook his head in disappointment.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a person walking from the opposite corner of the street.

He was a thin young man with white oak hair and a black baseball cap.

In stark contrast to his ordinary appearance, the young man's eyes had deep red pupils.

Williams' heart moved, because he recognized at a glance that the young man across the street looked exactly like the portrait Hugh Dilcha had given him!
"Everyone, let's not play today. I have something to do."

Seeing the young man with red pupils entering the abandoned factory with the door half open, Williams no longer hesitated.

He immediately said goodbye to the workers, then pretended to be casual with his hands in his pockets, but walked quickly towards the factory opposite.

　The second update will be coming later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)