Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 244 243 Notarization
University of Tübingen, History Department Office.

When Pedtigrew Neil walked in, there were few people in the History Department office. Most of the professors were either in class or had gone home and were not there.

The only ones left here were Azik Eggers, who had no classes yet and was grading students' history final exams, and Tang and Klein, who had brought a few pancakes and were waiting for the "police receipt."

It's just that the atmosphere in the History Department office right now is, well, a little subtle...

Klein had just met Azik Eggers, his former teacher, when he was drafted into the army. He was currently struggling to process some of the works written by his juniors. They looked wild and cool, but in reality, they were "outstanding works" of "spaghetti mixed with No. 42 concrete."

This history is wild, really too wild.

Ah, it really feels like I’m back in college, and my professional teacher is caring for “mentally retarded children”.

But I have to give points...

Brainstorm, start!
When Klein was drafted, Tang sat next to Azik Eggers, looking at those messy papers, making crosses on them with a red pen, smiling as if to say "no one is having a good time", and mumbling to his father, no one knew what they were talking about.

Professor Azik Eggers sat upright in his seat, also holding a red pen, correcting his students' "perfect masterpieces."

While he was trying to find a few points that could be scored from the answers that blew away people's minds and had no clues or reasoning, such as "At the end of the Fourth Epoch, the Blood Emperor and the Hades Emperor were having an affair", he blurted out a word after Tang finished speaking.

"No."

"Hey, why?"

Tang was greatly disappointed, and the movement of drawing the cross became even more like divine inspiration.

Azik glanced at Tang Gai's things and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Not many passed...

After listening to the entire story, Klein, who was not far away, felt deeply...sympathetic towards his friend's persistence in inviting Professor Eggers to try new things.

Tang, why don't you listen to what you are saying.

Watermelon rice, braised glutinous rice balls, mooncakes and spicy noodles...

"But I think maybe the taste is really something worth trying? It's just a little bit curious. I'm going to eat it tonight, Dad, Dad, Dad~"

Pedtigrew Neil, who knocked on the door, just heard this:?

Why are you still holding it?

Tang: I don’t understand this.

Klein swung the smoking red pen: Ah, right, right.

In this strange atmosphere, Pettigrew Neil walked in with a wallet, like the savior of Klein and Mr. Azik.

"Looks like you have some things to take care of, Don."

Azik nodded to Pettigrew Neil, who obviously knew the Tingen Nighthawk police officer.

Tang: “It’s not that important actually.”

Azik rubbed his temple with his hand.

Tang reluctantly turned his eyes away from the test paper covered with red crosses, "Okay."

"Klein, are you free tonight?"

Klein: Enough. Enough.

Klein looked at his good friend with a strange look.

Tang: "Ah, Mr. Moretti, do you really want to eat it... Well, we can indeed go and try it. After all, I usually don't eat explosive things. I have to try something like this anyway."

Klein: "...So you were just joking?"

"No, I really want to try it." Tang said calmly.

"Cough cough."

Pettigrew Neil coughed twice, calling everyone's attention back. He nodded to Azik Eggers, who looked a bit amused and helpless, and then left with Tang and Klein.

“This is a confidentiality agreement.”

After bringing the two to an empty classroom in the teaching building, Pettigrew Neil first took out some powder from his pocket and sprinkled it in the classroom. The dust that was raised seemed to sparkle under the sunlight outside the window, making the entire empty classroom seem closed, even in Klein's senses.

This is a simplified use of the spiritual wall. As a "wizard", Pedtigru Neil, who controls many wizards, has created a spiritual wall to protect the voice inside from leaking out.

Next, Klein saw the police officer who called himself a "wizard" take out a rolled-up scroll from his small bag and spread it out in front of Klein.

"The Antigonus family's notes are currently unavailable. Based on the information we've gathered so far..."

He glanced at Tang, who then addressed Klein directly, "Klein, do you want to join us?"

"Join you?" Klein was shocked. "You mean, become a Beyonder?"

"Yes."

Tang nodded. "Based on the information and clues we have obtained so far, it is clear that there are other coveters of the Antigonus family's notes. We must find the notes as soon as possible."

"Also, as someone involved in this matter...ah, you might not know that for those who have directly faced extraordinary events and are likely to face the risk of sudden death in the future, whether it's Miskatonic University, the Church of Night, or the Church of Storms, they will provide a certain level of protection."

"...Well, we'll learn more about Miskatonic University later. You should have heard of the seven major Orthodox Churches in the Northern Continent. They all have their own Beyonder talent reserves. Among them, the Church of the Lord of Storms has the Mandated Punishers, and the Church of Evernight has the Nightwatchers..."

"In Tingen City, both the Church of Evernight and the Church of Storms have Night Watchmen and Mandated Punishers stationed there..."

"Within the Orthodox Church, when ordinary people encounter corresponding supernatural events, in order to protect the believers of these gods, the most likely option is for ordinary people at risk of sudden death to become Beyonders or logistical civilian personnel."

"As for Miskatonic University, well, that place is equivalent to the Church of Evernight's Chapel of Tranquility and the Church of Storms' Chapel of Storms. They will selectively formulate different protection plans based on the circumstances..."

“Why is there no Artisan Church?”

Klein was somewhat curious about this.

After all, the Kingdom of Loen believed in the Goddess of Night, the Lord of Storms, and the God of Craftsmen. Although the number of followers of the latter was small, it was a legitimate orthodox church and should not have opened a church in Tingen.

"Isn't there a church of the Church of the Craftsmen in Tingen City?" Tang spread his hands and shrugged. "I don't know the details, but I heard it's related to the president of Miskatonic University."

The president of Miskatonic University?
Klein suddenly had an idea and pretended to be curious and asked, "Speaking of which, Tang, I've only heard rumors about that university, but I don't know the specifics..."

"Yesterday, the Deputy Director of the Security Department mentioned this to me. It seems that there is a close connection between Tingen University and Miskatonic University?"

"Deputy Director." Tang blinked, then, as if struck by a thought, gestured to Klein to silence him, then gestured for him to look at the notarized document in front of him. "This is a confidential matter. Once you've made your choice, we can discuss it again."

The terms of this notarized document were relatively simple. Basically, Klein needed to guarantee that all subsequent knowledge and information related to the true mysticism, such as the Antigonus family, Tingen University, and the Nighthawks, would not be disclosed to irrelevant people within a certain period of time.

"The notarization will end when the Antigonus family notebook is completely recovered. This is a notarized document with mystical significance. Signing your name is like putting a lock on your mouth and your soul. No matter who kills you, whether through psychic means or other methods, you will not be able to speak..."

"Ah, what will happen if you don't sign? Maybe they'll use you as a breakthrough point to find the whereabouts of the notebook?"

Tang continued, "According to my divination results and Officer Neil's prediction, Klein, you are very important and have a certain degree of mystical connection with that notebook. Therefore, after signing this notarized document, we will arrange for you to become a Beyonder as soon as possible and provide you with potion formulas and ingredients... Oh, by the way, I haven't asked yet, what is your wish?"

Klein was at a loss for words.

He silently glanced at Tang, who had already made a big plan, and then silently looked at the notarized document in his hand, trying to continue his brainstorming by trying to find loopholes in the document.

"How could he be a bad guy if he asked his own father to go with him to eat something that sounds like dark cuisine?" Klein silently complained in his heart.

Then, he thought, "That sounds great. This way, I can become a Beyonder, learn more about the cause and truth of my original body's death, and get closer to the University of Michigan."

This is a good opportunity, but also a risk.

In the end, Klein made his choice.

"it is good."

After a long silence, he raised his head and looked at Tang and Officer Pedtigrew Neal, who had been silent.

He wrote his name at the bottom of the notarial document, picked it up, and handed it to Officer Pedtigrew Neal.

"Okay." Tang smiled and patted Klein's shoulder. "Well done! I knew that after surviving a great disaster, there will be good fortune in the future."

"Then let's go."

"Where to?" Miskatonic University?
"The Nighthawks have opened a security company on Red Rose Cross Street. Neil will take you there. There are still some necessary procedures to go through... They're short of staff, so you can go over there first."

After saying this, Tang spoke beside Klein while Pedigru Neil went to open the door and remove the gap in the spiritual wall.

"I'm telling you, you're a follower of the Goddess, so it's normal for Neil to want to recruit you into the Nighthawks. You have great inspiration, which is quite impressive for an ordinary person... If he wants you to join the Nighthawks, just accept it."

Klein: "But I'm more interested in Miskatonic..."

"You don't understand this," Tang said with an expression that said, "Just be happy to have a friend like me." "What does this have to do with your trip to Miskatonic?"

"You can definitely join the Nighthawks first, and then go to Miskatonic and become an investigator."

"What does this have to do with you being a follower of the goddess and a night watcher?"

"This is double the income, double the connections, double the rewards. One mission, two payouts."

Klein was stunned.

Ah, is it still possible to do this?
Not far away, Pettigrew Neil said faintly, "Your conspiracy is really too loud."

It was so noisy that it irritated his eyes. They didn't treat him as a human being at all.

"I'm just spreading common sense. After all, we never care about faith."

Tang waved his hand and answered with a smile.

They lifted the spiritual walls and walked out of the empty classroom.

Klein followed, and as he closed the door of the empty classroom, he vaguely felt the sunlight in the empty classroom dim for a moment.

In the empty lecture hall, something blocked the light that penetrated through the window and drove away the darkness.

Klein subconsciously glanced around and saw many more shadows on the walls and the ground.

They swayed back and forth, like the unwilling afterimages left by a hanged person.

Klein's hair stood on end. Just as he was about to shout, the shadow had completely disappeared. The empty classroom was still brightly lit by the sun, without a trace of haze.

Where is the shadow cast by a hanged man?
"What are you looking at?"

The sudden sound behind him gave Klein a chilling feeling. He turned around and saw Tang returning.

"Inside here..."

Klein hesitated for a moment, but still said, "I just saw..."

He recounted what he had seen. After listening, Tang took out a gold pound from his pocket thoughtfully and flicked it up.

"Maybe you were just hallucinating because you consumed too much spiritual energy yesterday... Don't worry, even if it's true, Tingen University is protected by Miskatonic University and many forces, both overt and covert. Even if there are dangers somewhere, they won't harm us."

Tang said, glancing at the front and back of his coin.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief. "Maybe it really was my hallucination."

"let's go."

Klein nodded and took a step forward.

Tang lagged slightly behind Klein and closed the door of the empty classroom.

He turned his head to look at the scene inside.

Inside the gate, in the empty classroom, the countless figures suspended in the air turned their bodies and swayed in a regular rhythm towards the gate.

The shadows of these people, along with the sunlight shining through the windows, fell on the ground, on the tables, chairs, benches, and walls. The shadows rose and fell, flickering.

This has never been an empty classroom. Where is the empty classroom?

Just now, they completed the contract under the gaze of these people.

Klein paused and subconsciously turned around, only to see that Tang had already closed the door, isolating the inside from the outside.

At a certain moment, Klein felt an inexplicable sense of fear, but he had not yet reacted or dealt with this fear. His mind once again cleared out the premonition he had just had.

He is now a sunny and cheerful big boy again.

A caterpillar crawling on the top of a tree raised its upper body and straightened the leaves on its head, hiding its merits and fame.

People are good, but Sefirah Castle is bad.

(End of this chapter)