Mystery: When the Lost Homelanders Meet the Lost Homeland Call

Lynn became increasingly calm, but Klein was completely unable to calm down.

He was inwardly ecstatic, but outwardly he had to strive to remain calm to prevent his emotions from overwhelming him and revealing his true colors. However, his fingers, which had been resting on the edge of the bronze table, had somehow stopped and clenched into a fist.

Beneath that face shrouded in gray mist, which should have been unfathomable, lay an expression on the verge of breaking down.

The mask of the "fool" is heavier than ever before!

In order not to appear weak, he even had to keep quiet and act as if "it's no big deal" and "he doesn't care at all".

Ecstasy, yes, ecstasy to the point of almost losing control.

Zhou Mingrui's transmigration involved entering the body of Klein's original self, who had committed suicide. During the investigation of Klein's suicide by the Church of the Goddess of Night, one of the official extraordinary institutions in this world, he had already witnessed extraordinary power. He was now urgently seeking a way home, and Lynn's act of revealing the formula was like sending charcoal in snowy weather.

Is this the golden age of open source? It's amazing, Tower Saint!

In his previous life, Zhou Mingrui was a programmer, and no one knew the greatness of open source better than him.

The others did not look any more relaxed than Klein.

Audrey felt as if she had been struck by an overwhelming happiness.

For the first time, she learned that there were twenty-two extraordinary paths in the world, and now, she could choose any of them; the gates to the extraordinary world were open to her.

"As expected of the White Tower, a symbol of knowledge, it is truly magnificent," Audrey exclaimed sincerely.

Lynn watched this scene with satisfaction and decided to take the opportunity to begin one of his experiments.

How significant is the butterfly effect?

The experimental method involved releasing all the recipes to see if Audrey would still choose "the audience" when faced with all the options.

Lynn cleared his throat habitually and then said:

"Each path begins with Sequence Nine, namely, the diviner, apprentice, thief, singer, sailor, spectator, cryptic, reader, warrior, sleepless, corpse collector, generalist, voyeur, farmer, apothecary, prisoner, criminal, assassin, hunter, lawyer, arbitrator, and monster."

He then looked at Audrey: "Miss Justice, I just heard that you want to become an Extraordinary. Which path do you wish to take?"

At the head of the bronze table, gray mist surged violently.

Klein's mood plummeted.

I was so stupid, really. I only knew that Baita would open-source the formula, but I didn't expect that it would be open-sourced selectively, requiring users to make requests.

This is terrible. If the Fool asks for the recipe himself, all that mystery, all that ancient god-like demeanor, all that Fool's pretentious air will shatter into dust.

For a moment, Klein even had the urge to kick Audrey and Alger out of the chat room, and even regretted pretending to be the Fool.

  

I'm also a member of the Tarot Club! I can trade too!

Boss!

Don't you recognize me? I'm Xiao Zhou! What fool? That was all a joke!