Build an ancient-level power in the nightmare world

The complete lunar phase is only achieved because of the appearance of Gemini. The waning moon in the first celestial phase is not waning, but rather signifies a kind of complete cycle or perfection.

The cycle of reincarnation begins with a waning moon, implying that the cause must be traced back, and this back may not simply be earlier in time.

Gemini appears in the second position, with Venus visible below it.

Chris recalls that this could be interpreted as the result pointing to some kind of spiritual resonance.

The third star position is the key card, which is a bit difficult to interpret.

The Key card is the most special card in the Star deck, generally representing a kind of infinite possibility.

The cards in the third position are often used as qualitative interpretation cards for this astrological result.

The card in this position is crucial; it can even overturn the preceding astrological process, causing the interpretation to proceed in the completely opposite direction.

The key card appears in the third star position, which, combined with the preceding astrological signs...

"Could this headache be traced back to a past life?"

Chris was skeptical about the reliability of this astrology.

In addition, he was just a beginner.

Therefore, Chris didn't take the results of his astrological reading too seriously.

More than the interpretation of the final astrological chart, Chris was more concerned about the figure he saw from behind when he passively activated his clairvoyance during the last step of astrology.

The original owner's death was probably not as simple as he imagined.

The extraordinary events that have drawn the other party into are probably not over yet.

Chris felt a vague sense of urgency.

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Shortly thereafter, the tram stopped at the Enclave Street station.

Chris, who had been staring at the street scene outside the window and lost in thought, suddenly snapped out of it, grabbed his briefcase, and hurriedly got out of the car.

He walked briskly down Enclave Street, glancing ahead every now and then.

He was looking for the mysterious fortune-telling stall he had encountered on his way to work the day before yesterday.

The other person was clearly also an astrologer.

At that time, Chris had not yet been exposed to so much information about mysticism and extraordinary powers.

I thought the other person was a charlatan.

Looking back now, it seems very unusual that the other party suddenly appeared in the middle of Enclave Street and set up a stall so conspicuously.

Chris even felt that all of this was probably not a coincidence.

The key in his mind only appeared after he saw the other person fiddling with the exquisite hand-painted star cards.

It was because of that key that Chris was able to stay awake in his dreams.

Only then can one remember so many dream memories that would otherwise be impossible to remember, and learn so much hidden information.

Without this key, his fate would probably be the same as the original owner's: to die in his sleep sometime in the future, for no apparent reason.

Soon after, the company building came into Chris's view.

The mysterious astrologer did not appear on Enclave Street today.

Before entering the company, Chris took one last look at the surrounding streets, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

He turned and walked into the company building. Before he had taken more than a few steps, he saw a blurry black shadow rushing toward his location.

When the shadowy figure rushed closer, Chris realized it was a black cat.

The black cat was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was at Chris's feet.

Just as Chris was wondering why there was a cat in the company, the black cat actually stretched out its paw and climbed onto Chris's trouser leg.

The black cat kept pawing at Chris's clothes before leaping onto his shoulder.

"Depend on."

Feeling the weight on his shoulder, Chris's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the black cat perched on his shoulder.

He quickly lowered his gaze and carefully scanned the area where the black cat had scratched him. Looking at the clearly visible scratch marks on the smooth, shiny fabric, his heart bled.

He only has two formal suits, which he usually alternates between on his way to work.

This set costs a lot of money.

Just as Chris was determined to find the black cat's owner and make him pay for his clothes.

A young woman's voice came from not far away.

"Little Black Tower!"

Chris looked up at the sound and saw two figures running down the stairs leading to the second floor, one after the other.

He recognized one of them very well.

It was Jonathan Lewis, the young member of the Lewis family who had recently been parachuted into the company to crack down on the theft of scrap materials by the leatherworkers.

As the two approached quickly, Chris's bad mood about his clothes being torn by the black cat gradually disappeared.

Judging from the appearance, the black cat belongs to the young woman next to Jonathan.

The fact that the person was able to come down from the second floor and have Jonathan accompany them clearly indicates that they are not a simple individual.

The second floor and above of this company building are dedicated areas for VIP clients of different tiers.

Chris's leatherworks was located in the area behind the lobby on the first floor of the company building.

He almost never went up to the second floor.

When VIP customers need to customize leather products, at the very least a senior craftsman will come upstairs to provide the service. He is only a senior craftsman and is not qualified enough.

"Good morning, Chairman Jonathan."

As the two approached, Chris stood still, looking bewildered and somewhat helpless as he greeted them first.

After all, he had just met the chairman of the self-regulatory committee of the Louis Leather Company two days ago, so he couldn't pretend not to know him.

Chris, like many of his colleagues, only learned of the existence of this so-called self-regulatory committee two days ago.

"Good morning." Jonathan looked at Chris, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He had a vague impression of this young man, but not much. He knew that the other party should be an employee of this company, but he couldn't remember his name.

He stood to the right of the young woman, scrutinizing Chris, but his gaze soon fell on the black cat on Chris's shoulder.

"Little Black Tower, come here quickly."

The young woman's attention remained fixed on the black cat on Chris's shoulder.

She reached out her hands to the black cat, trying to call it back into her hands.

The black cat's paws lightly stomped on Chris's shoulder a few times, then with a whoosh, it drew a black arc in the air and landed precisely in the young woman's arms.

Seeing this, Chris breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Seeing the black cat return to the young woman's arms, Jonathan, who was standing to the side, also showed a relieved expression.

Chris keenly noticed Jonathan's reaction, which made him even more curious about the young woman's identity.

The Louis family's businesses extend far beyond this leather goods company. From what he'd heard, they also own clothing, shoes, leather processing plants, various aquaculture farms, fish farms, and more.

The Louis family's businesses are extremely extensive; the only problem is that they are not a long-established aristocratic family.

Although the Im Empire had already transformed from a monarchy into a constitutional monarchy during its reforms 350 years ago.

These nobles, like the former royal family, have become symbols of honor, without any real power.

However, the revolution was not thorough, and these nobles retained a lot of their own property and land. Even without special privileges, they were still wealthy and influential families.

Therefore, the young lady in front of us is very likely from a noble family in Rom.

After all, an ordinary nobleman shouldn't be someone Jonathan would treat with such care.

After gently stroking the little black cat in her arms a few times, the young woman suddenly came to her senses and looked at Chris.

Her gaze also fell on the scratches on Chris's body, and a hint of apology flashed in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, sir, I will compensate you for the losses caused by the little black tower."

No sooner had the young woman finished speaking than Jonathan suddenly interjected, "How could I, Miss Constance, take responsibility for what happened in our company."