Mystery: Time Travelers of the Fourth Era

Chapter 559 Lottery Winnings and Scams

A gray, foggy space.

"I just want to ask one thing: did you kill me back then?"

Amidst the swirling gray mist, atop a magnificent palace resembling a giant, Mr. "World" sat at the very end of all the seats, posing the question that had troubled him for so long. Although he already knew the answer in his heart, a sense of melancholy still lingered within him.

We're from the same hometown!

What reason do you have to insist on killing me solo?

At the time... I was clearly innocent, wasn't I? You didn't even want to help me, but you had to kill me. What kind of twisted mentality is that?!

Oh... and Ince Zangwell, that poor guy must be long gone to meet God, right?

Klein held back for a while, but he couldn't help but want Xia Er to explain to him privately why he was wasting his resurrection coin. He could just say what he wanted to say, and I could say no to him.

Forehead...

"Angel" Xia'er was slightly embarrassed. If Klein were sitting in the Fool's seat and asking this question under the Fool's guise, Xia'er would know exactly how to deflect and counterattack. However, Klein was very cunning. Under the identity of "The World," he silently condemned Xia'er's unethical behavior from the position of a weaker countryman.

Did I kill you off?

You're the one who killed off the "true god" who achieved fame and success, okay?

Xia'er was speechless. He understood why Klein was getting angrier the more he thought about it, but the problem was, this wasn't really his fault. In any fanfiction, the first encounter was always a death sentence, the first blood was always drawn, and Klein was never unscathed. Did he even know what a beacon of destiny was?

Ince is a death you cannot escape!

If you don't die, it will be a grave sin that threatens world peace and cosmic harmony.

Ince's greatest moment, Klein's strictest father, this is almost politically correct.

"Ahem, Rui, let me explain."

Xia Er wiped away non-existent sweat from her forehead.

This script is wrong. Shouldn't the one who gets embarrassed is the fool whose identity is exposed?

Why is it that now, Klein is the one condemning himself for not only trying to kill him, but also for playing tricks on him and haunting him like a ghost...?

"Oh, right, you were dressed as the Imaginary Dragon or the Nightmare Dragon, weren't you?"

"Since you're just an audience member, and you can read minds so you know everything, why are you subjecting me to torture?"

Suddenly realizing what was happening, Mr. World became even angrier when he saw the angel's guilty look.

TMD!

If you only torture people without interrogating them, I could have assumed you forgot to ask and that it was an accident.

You read everything just by looking at me, and you're still trying to act against me? Are you doing this on purpose?

Thinking back to when "Angel" knew everything, yet still had to increase his strength and act as himself, Klein felt increasingly indignant. If only you had given him even the slightest chance, I would have confessed...

I suffered so much afterward...

So it wasn't an accident, you did it on purpose?

"Let me explain, that's not how it is."

"You know, knowledge is polluted in this world, right?"

"If I had confronted you about it back then, would you have accepted it?"

"Very classic. I am Qin Shi Huang, who ascended to immortality through corpse liberation. Now I am trapped in the Qinling Underground Palace. VIP me 50. After I am resurrected, I will appoint you as the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households of the Great Qin?"

"I laid my cards on the table right then and there. I'm also a time traveler. In the previous era, I became a god, but I don't exist in history because I was erased by the seven evil gods. Now, I'm only one opportunity away from being resurrected. You offer me the sealed artifact 0-08, and I'll take you to new heights and escort you to become an angel. Can you believe me?"

"Angel" Xia Er helplessly spread his hands. He didn't mean to mess with Klein. He had no choice at the time. Who told the bastard in front of him to stop believing in miracles and light?

Filled with grief and indignation, feeling utterly worthless, Mr. World paused for a moment after hearing the metaphor of the "angel," and it seemed... well... there was some truth to it.

"You were just '50 dollars' away from regaining some of your power back then?"

"The World," Klein asked with an extremely complicated expression.

"Really, I'm not kidding you. All I needed at the time was the Sealed Artifact 0-08. You just needed to lend a hand."

Mr. Chael said with utmost sincerity.

The Goddess of Night, with eyes piercing Klein's body, followed the tacit agreement of the Fourth Era to exchange tokens. One side held the sealed artifact 0-08, the Pen of Alshogod, while the other held the last vestige of conscience of the Ghost Tribe, Pales Zoroastrian.

Since the exchange, the Pen of Alshogod has been in the Church of the Night, and Palez Zoroaster has always been elusive.

In the Iron Age, in 1349, for whatever reason, Palles Zoloasde willingly possessed that... poet classmate. This was how he re-entered the vision of the Goddess of Night, and that was the beginning of the agreement, the time to exchange tokens once again.

The Goddess of Night needs to retrieve the sealed item 0-08.

Therefore, at that time, the "Xia'er Transformation into a Dragon" ceremony was basically without any problems.

The Goddess of the Night is the best protector in the shadows. The brave team and the evil archmage on the stage are all actors arranged by the Goddess of the Night. Whether they are heroes or villains, they all have the mark of the Goddess of the Night on their bodies. At that time, Xia'er really only needed 50 yuan to top up her phone credit.

"Are you so sure I don't believe you?"

"Why don't you try to lie? At least give it a shot! Aren't you supposed to be a viewer?"

Silence... After a long silence... Klein clutched his heart, his expression growing increasingly pained.

He recalled the scene, and thought that if he had faced Chael's confrontation back then, he probably wouldn't have believed it.

If it were you, not long after transmigrating, you'd encounter your first mini-boss and face a life-or-death crisis. Suddenly, a voice would appear in your mind... "Brother, I'm from your hometown. I used to be incredibly powerful, but fate was cruel. I found a priceless treasure, only to be besieged by a combined force of righteous and demonic forces, and tragically perished..."

Give me your body for a moment. Once I obtain that sealed artifact, I'll be resurrected. At that time, I'll not only crush this weakling in front of me, but I'll also take you to new heights, making you my familiar and leading you to the pinnacle of life.

This is ridiculous!

I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't read Russell's diary, let alone after I've already read some of it!

But you should at least try to coax me a little; I'm very easy to fool.

The world's mask of suffering!

Xia Er didn't speak. He just quietly watched as Mr. World appeared to be in pain behind the gray fog, writhing and thrashing about. He was either banging his head against the back of his chair, pounding his chest, or slamming his fist heavily on the long table in front of him.

As for?

Xia Er would rather he were a little slow at this moment, but he was able to understand Klein's feelings.

It was Klein who was mentally and physically twisted, while Shael, a normal person present, felt awkward instead.

"Let bygones be bygones, let's look forward."

After Klein vented for a while, Shael finally spoke up to comfort him.

"That's right, everything is about money."

These words finally stirred some of Klein's spirits, and he reached out his hand to Shael: "Sequence Three Ancient Scholar's Potion Recipe."