Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 247 246 Eyes
As Klein followed Old Neil's words, he pictured his half-high black silk hat in his mind and entered a meditative state. As he ascended, the crazy, noisy mumbling that had drifted from nowhere slowly faded away.

"Do you feel better?"

Klein nodded slightly, still keeping his eyes closed, but the pain in his head had eased considerably.

"Well, your state when taking the potion is also an important consideration before gaining extraordinary powers. Moretti, from now on, when you mix potions yourself, you must carefully observe whether your state is suitable for advancement, otherwise you will go terribly wrong."

This is a matter of experience.

Klein closed his eyes, waiting for the heart-wrenching sound to fade away.

Seeing Klein return to his original state, Old Neil nodded with considerable satisfaction. "Better than I expected, our fortune teller."

He blinked, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I did hear a very strange sound..."

"Haha, this is a normal phenomenon. Sometimes, the potion itself is accompanied by a strange mental imprint. Every Beyonder who takes the potion is essentially absorbing the power of the potion. Naturally, they will connect with the mental imprint within the potion, gaining corresponding knowledge, hearing voices they shouldn't hear, and seeing images they shouldn't see..."

"What did you hear?"

"Honakis, Fregola." Klein told the truth.

"Honachis Mountains, Fregola..." Old Neil pondered for a moment, as if thinking, and then he said:

"What I just said about hearing sounds you shouldn't hear and seeing images you shouldn't see, aside from the extraordinary knowledge and mystical experience the potion itself carries, is actually a rather special rule within the Sequence Potions."

Special rules?
Klein suddenly felt that what Old Neil was about to say was very important.

This is the inspiration from the fortune teller that is telling me.

Old Neil continued, "The lower the potion's sequence, the more powerful it is. This is the nature of Sequence Potions... Today, we call Sequence 9 and Sequence 8 Low Sequence, and Sequence 7, Sequence 6, and Sequence 5 Mid Sequence... Of course, Sequence 7 was once classified as Low Sequence, but with the number of Beyonders decreasing, we've moved it to Mid Sequence."

"And above that, when a Beyonder reaches the level of Sequence 4..."

Sequence 4…Klein held his breath.

Old Neil whispered, "Then he is a saint, a powerful being who has opened the door to divinity and is half god, half human."

"Sequence 4, Sequence 3, Sequence 2, and Sequence 1 are collectively referred to as High Sequences, or Demigods. Specifically, Sequences 4 and 3 are called Saints, and Sequences 2 and 1 are called Angels... Among these, I've learned that High Sequence Beyonders can influence Mid- and Low-Sequence Beyonders to a certain extent."

"I mentioned before, ah, I forgot if I mentioned the law of conservation of Beyonder characteristics. The number of Beyonders in this world will neither increase nor decrease. The number of Beyonders on a given path is fixed..."

"Honakis, Fregola... I've heard other diviners say this. They also hear this sound from time to time during their ascension ceremonies... Based on existing data and analysis of texts, they suspect it's a high-sequence individual on the Diviner's Path in the Honakis Mountains, possibly a Sequence 2 or Sequence 1 angel, indirectly influencing the mid- and low-sequence individuals on the entire path."

High-Sequence Angels influence mid- and low-Sequence Angels? That voice, that terrifying roar, was it from a Sequence 2, or a Sequence 1 Angel?

Klein had no idea what Sequence 2 or Sequence 1 were like; they were too far away from him.

But this did not prevent him from feeling both mysterious and terrified about such knowledge.

That’s right, the world of Cthulhu is like this…

Silently replace the high-sequence elements with those indescribable existences, and replace the medium and low-sequence elements with the followers of those existences. Okay, everything makes sense now.

Seeing Klein's expression suddenly become unnatural and solemn, Old Neil changed his serious expression and laughed, "Of course, this situation is rare, and the impact is not particularly large. Before it reaches a certain level and limit, we don't need to consider it so much."

"Besides, this is Tingen, the City of Miracles. No matter how strong or powerful those whispers are, they can't have much impact on those of us who live in Tingen."

"One of the safest places in the entire Northern Continent is Tingen City..."

Not necessarily...

Klein muttered to himself, wasn't he just experiencing the inexplicable deaths of his original self and several of his friends?

Of course, perhaps this is the result of comparison with other places and other cities. After all, the official power here and the number of extraordinary people here are not small. Even if something happens, there are tall people to hold up the sky.

Seeing that Klein was relieved, Old Neil taught him meditation and clairvoyance, which are very important for Beyonders. As a Sequence 9 diviner known for his high level of inspiration, Klein quickly grasped the key points and mastered them.

After Old Neil finished explaining the essentials and precautions of clairvoyance, Klein was turning it on and off, extremely curious about this Beyonder method, like a child with a new toy, when he suddenly noticed an extra eye behind Old Neil.

Wait, why does this scene seem familiar to him?

It seems that when I became a fortune teller just now, I saw...

Wait, what else did he see...

Klein was stunned, but the familiar feeling disappeared immediately.

The familiar feeling that some scene was about to jump out also came to an abrupt end.

The illusory, transparent eye seemed to sense Klein's gaze. It slowly moved across the wall, staring at Klein for a moment. Before Klein could shout, "Old Neil, behind you!", it disappeared.

Old Neil was stunned for a moment, glanced back, then turned his head nonchalantly and chuckled, "It's okay. This is a manifestation of my path, combined with a ritual magic."

Old Neil's path, the secret peeper's path?

Sequence 9, Secret Peer.

Sequence 8, Combat Scholar.

Sequence 7, Wizard.

Klein remembered what Pettigrew had said before, about his path and the mystical knowledge he had mentioned in passing.

Old Neil is a Sequence 8 combat scholar, and Pettigrew is a Sequence 7 wizard.

The ability to peer into the secrets of the human path is equally amazing... Although I don't know why Sequence 8 is called a combat scholar.

"Well, ritual magic is quite important for a Sequence 9, or for an old fellow like me who has little combat ability..."

Old Neil smiled proudly, "A Level 2 Ritualist Certificate is quite valuable."

I know, I know, a £15 subsidy.

Klein noticed Old Neil's somewhat boastful tone and cooperated by showing an expression of admiration.

Old Neil naturally accepted everyone who came. He added, "By the way, as our fortune teller, if you have time, you can go to 17 Blue Moon Street. There's a club there for fortune tellers. You can join that club. It should help you digest the potion quickly. Haha, acting requires a place and a character."

"The Fortune Teller's Club?"

Klein asked curiously. There didn't seem to be any such place in his original body's memory.

Although the existence of mysticism in Tingen City was not unknown and was something that needed to be kept secret, Klein himself, well, his original self had indeed never heard of any clubs organized by Beyonders... There were amateur ones, but they weren't very accurate.

"Yes, this is called a barrier," Old Neil neatly tidied up the things on the table, "Although Tingen City is very special, it is much easier to become an Extraordinary here and to obtain potion formulas and materials than in other places, but Extraordinary people are Extraordinary people..." Extraordinary people have things that Extraordinary people should do, and ordinary people have things that ordinary people should do.

"Well, that's a club for professional fortune tellers. It seems there are also secret voyeurs and apprentices there. Hehe, you can go and exchange ideas with other Beyonders who are good at fortune telling. Most of them are clergy from major churches, or Beyonders from secret organizations who come to Hoy University for further studies. As long as you don't offend them, everyone has to abide by the order of Tingen City, and there will be no danger."

"Oh, right, you can go find Dunn now. Remember to ask him to get you a certificate. Um, the annual fee of the Fortune Teller's Club will also be reimbursed to help the team members digest the potion..."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched slightly.

Old Neil, you really love money. You even think about getting it reimbursed.

Seeing that Old Neil had almost finished packing, Klein stood up and said goodbye to him, preparing to go to the fourth floor to find Dunn Smith, the captain of the Tingen Market Night Squad.

Old Neil watched Klein, who had become a fortune teller, walk out of the alchemy room. He didn't pack up his things, but stood there, staring at the direction Klein left for a long time.

The disembodied, eyelashless eyes appeared behind him again.

Old Neil didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and just muttered to himself:
“He leads…”

“He observes…”

“He manipulates…”

Tingen City is known as one of the safest areas in the Northern Continent because it has—

here has……

After a long time, a sigh was heard from the alchemy room.

No one can understand this sigh.

"very soon."

See you soon...

-

The captain of the Tingen City professional team was someone Klein had met before.

He was a man with a slightly high hairline, a straight nose, and a pair of deep gray eyes. He gave people a calm and reliable temperament at first glance.

But now, the captain of the professional team was staring at a pile of reports on the table, holding a fountain pen, and was in a daze.

"team leader."

There was a knock on the door and Pettigrew walked in with a lot of documents in his hands.

"Last quarter's budget, this week's expense reimbursements, and Tingen University have some details we need to discuss soon. Oh, and Deputy Director Perler will be here tonight to discuss the Antigonus family notes... Please hurry..."

Pettigrew smiled at Klein who walked in behind him, and then spoke mercilessly to Dunn Smith.

The devil who holds the report is urging me again today, "Have you finished reading it?" "Why haven't you finished reading it yet?" "It's so late, why haven't you finished reading it yet?"

Dunn: ...

Dunn glanced at the document Pettigrew was holding and sighed helplessly, "Put it here. I'll take a look at it later."

So busy...

Klein suddenly felt that 10 pounds wasn't that easy to earn.

Being a captain is also very hard.

"Cline Moretti."

Dunn stood up, slightly away from the numerous reports. He walked out from behind the desk, approached Klein, and extended his hand. "I'm glad you've joined me. This should be our second meeting. I'm Dunn Smith, captain of the Nightwatchman Squad of the Church of Evernight in Tingen City."

"Klein Moretti." Klein made the same, more formal gesture.

"Congratulations, you have become a true fortune teller."

Dunn smiled and said to Pettigrew, "Neil, take Mr. Moretti to sign the contract, documents, uniforms, and some credentials..."

"Okay, Captain."

These were things that the captain should have done, but in the end it was Officer Pedtigrew Neil who took over.

After all, Captain Dunn should have honestly filled out those messy reports and sent them to his superiors.

He's been suppressing it for a week.

Seeing Dunn Smith sighing, and finally taking advantage of the new member getting up to stretch his muscles, it suddenly felt that no matter where you are, the class atmosphere is just as strong...

Judging from Dunn Smith's appearance, his resentment could feed ten evil sword immortals.

"Is this the survivor of the Antigonus family notebook incident?"

While Klein was filling out forms and information, a young woman wearing a hooded black robe and blue eyeshadow and blush appeared outside Pettigrew's office.

She knocked on the door and motioned for the two young men to look over.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Daly."

"It's almost evening." Daly chuckled, "But our nightlife has just begun."

"Ah, if your captain doesn't mind, I'd be happy to stay here today."

"I'm sure the captain won't mind," said Pettigrew.

"Really? I hope your kind words bring me some luck, Neil."

Daly smiled and turned to look at Klein. "A fortune teller?"

"Yes, Ms. Daly." Klein imitated Pettigrew and addressed her.

Daly laughed again, her laughter somewhat unpredictable. "A fortune teller, um, a fortune teller from Tingen City..."

Klein didn't understand what was so funny about this, but Daly changed the subject.

"Come with me, there's a clue to the mess."

(End of this chapter)