Mystery: When the Lost Homelanders Meet the Lost Homeland Call

Chapter 70 The Diviner's Code (First Update of 3k)

Klein was completely stunned; he felt there must be something wrong with his ears.

He stood there, looking at Leonard's face, which usually carried a poet's nonchalance, now filled with shock and gossip.

Those green eyes widened slightly in surprise, gleaming with a gossipy light.

Where did I get a daughter?

Klein silently refuted this in his mind. How could something that didn't exist "become something"? When had he ever been married? When had he ever had children?

He always thought about leaving this world and going home, and dared not establish any overly intimate relationships here, fearing that he would ultimately be unable to take responsibility, and he never even considered falling in love.

No one could marry him.

unless--

Klein suddenly realized what Leonard was referring to, and following Leonard's gaze, looked down at his chest. He then understood that Leonard was referring to the silk doll he had hidden in his arms.

His "special" ability allowed him to see the silk doll and mistake it for his "daughter".

Klein closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. He immediately began to reflect on a bad habit he had recently developed.

Illness: Over-reliance on divination.

Since becoming a fortune teller, he has made it a habit to divine almost everything beforehand. Before going out, he divines whether there will be any danger that day. When he meets a stranger, he divines whether the other party has any ill intentions. He even divines whether there is anything wrong with the food before eating.

This habit did help him avoid a lot of trouble, but it also led him to develop a dangerous mindset: believing that divination could solve all problems.

This flaw had been exposed once before when he fought the Joker in the tuxedo in the warehouse. The divination told him that the Joker would appear near the pile of wooden crates and move towards Captain Dunn.

The scene itself was not wrong, but his interpretation was wrong. He thought the Joker was going to attack Dunn, but in fact, the Joker's target was the notebook.

What we're seeing now is a different kind of lesson.

The divination told him that "the thread doll will not be discovered by the night watchmen," and this conclusion itself was correct; indeed, no other night watchmen saw her. However, he never went further and asked whether "the thread doll could be seen by Leonard's special ability."

Because at that time he had no idea that Leonard had this "special" quality. And even if he had asked, given the limited information available at the time, the divination would probably have been unreliable.

Diviner's Rule #1: Divination requires interpretation, and the interpretation may be wrong.

Diviner's Rule #2: Divination requires information; missing information can be fatal.

Klein took a deep breath, feeling that a large portion of the Diviner's Potion within him had been digested due to the summary of the rules.

Leonard's "special" discovery of the doll wasn't particularly strange. Klein was quite unfazed by this, as the Extraordinary World possessed various special information-gathering techniques, so finding a sealed artifact wasn't unusual.

As long as the other night watchmen don't notice, it's fine.

In a flash, Klein reflected on his actions and quickly came up with a solution: he didn't need to explain anything; the more he explained, the more suspicious it would become. He could just push all the questions onto Lynn.

Lynn is the root of all evil.

"It's a sealed artifact," Klein said in a tone that said, "That's all I can say." "Mr. Lynn lent it to me temporarily. As for why there's a blood connection, I performed some special recognition rituals—I suggest you ask Mr. Lynn himself about the reasons."

Leonard blinked and listened intently for a moment.

Klein noticed that subtle movement. Was Leonard communicating with something? His personal old man?

Leonard's expression gradually changed from "I've discovered my friend's shocking secret" to "Well, this is definitely a bit strange."

"The old man said you weren't lying," Leonard muttered under his breath, then looked up, his casual smile returning.

"Alright then. But Klein..."

He patted Klein on the shoulder and said in a serious tone, "When you hide things in the future, remember to hide them on a spiritual level as well. If someone with strong intuition were here, they would probably be able to tell that it is indeed your personal grandfather. It's quite reasonable for Leonard to think he is the protagonist."

"Thanks for reminding me," Klein said.

Leonard nodded, turned, and left. After his figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor, Klein stood there for about five seconds, then slowly exhaled.

He reached into his chest, and a silken doll poked half its head out of his pocket, quietly watching him with its azure eyes.

"You felt it?" Klein asked in a low voice.

The doll shook its head, its eyes filled with confusion.

She felt she had hidden herself very well and didn't understand why she had been discovered.

"Do you see anything special about Leonard?" Klein asked again.

The doll nodded and said softly, "That gentleman has other threads on him; it doesn't seem like he's alone."

Klein frowned, then said, "I understand. I'll get you a metal box later, while you're outside..."

"You'll have to stay inside the whole time, okay?"

The doll nodded again, then shrunk back into the depths of its pocket.

Klein leaned against the wall in the corridor, casually tossed a coin into the air, and began to review the incident in his mind.

Leonard seeing the thread doll—this in itself wasn't too dangerous. Leonard had promised not to pry into each other's secrets, and Klein indeed didn't sense any malice from him, as confirmed by the coin toss; a more detailed reading would follow.

Then there's the matter of "daughter." Leonard understood blood ties as parent-child relationships, which Klein found somewhat amusing, but in the context of mysticism, this understanding—wasn't entirely wrong.

Blood ties are indeed parent-child relationships.

Lynn said that "the bond established through blood oath is the most secure," and Klein suspected that Lynn himself probably didn't expect that blood oath would take this form in mysticism.

Does Lynn know about this effect?

Klein couldn't be sure. Based on his understanding of Lynn, Lynn was indeed not very meticulous in his work most of the time, doing whatever came to mind.

He may have just casually created a blood-binding system, which was then distorted in the context of mysticism into a form of "parent-child relationship."

But Klein couldn't completely rule out another possibility: Lynn did it on purpose.

If that Thunder God wanted to put together a comedy about "Klein having an extra daughter," he could totally pull it off.

Klein imagined the scene: Lynn sitting in that little "Life and Future Planning Office" in the dock area, sipping sweet iced tea, calculating something with an expression of "everything is under control".

Then he conjured a small doll, set up a blood oath mechanism, and handed it to Klein.

Klein rubbed his temples, feeling a slight headache.

Whether Lynn did it intentionally or not, this incident taught him a lesson: he needed to be wary of everything Lynn gave him, especially regarding occult mechanics.

Klein was certain that Lynn was on his side, but Lynn's "standing on his side" sometimes unfolded in ways that Klein could never have predicted.

At the same time, this incident also exposed another problem: his understanding of the existence of the thread dolls was not sufficient.

He didn't know what she would appear as on a spiritual level, what kind of aura she would release when she was perceived by others, or how their relationship would be perceived by others.

He could have researched and confirmed this knowledge himself after receiving the doll.

But he didn't; he only studied the abilities of the diviner's methods.

The root cause was that he had never considered that these areas would have problems, but Klein always paid attention to self-examination.

This isn't just about a puppet; it's about a problem with his way of thinking.

Since transmigrating to this world, he has been in a state of rapid learning driven by a sense of crisis. New knowledge is pouring in too quickly, and new events are happening too frequently. He has been passively chasing the pace, lacking time to stop, reflect, and verify.

Worse still, Lynn's appearance gave him a reliable source of information, and he unknowingly lowered his guard, handing over what he should have verified himself to someone else's initiative.

What if Lynn gets into trouble someday?

The "parent-child relationship" of a doll served as a small warning; it posed no actual danger, but it reminded Klein of something very important:

In this world, all information must be verified by oneself, all power must be understood by oneself, and all relationships must be confirmed by oneself.

Klein sighed deeply. He recalled Lynn's earlier advice: "Don't believe in divination; revere fate." At the time, he thought he understood, but now it seemed he had only grasped the literal meaning, far from internalizing it as a guiding principle.

Diviner, clown, magician, faceless man, master puppeteer—he recalled the subsequent sequence names Lynn had mentioned.

The extraordinary world is fraught with danger. If he wants to go further on this path, he must learn to think about problems more comprehensively. Divination is a tool, not the answer itself. It requires information and provides information, but the real key is one's own mind.

Klein opened his eyes, silently taking note of today's lesson: never assume that any method is omnipotent, and always leave room for the unexpected.

After summarizing the lessons learned, Klein hurried off to complete the task assigned by Captain Dunn.

After resolving the divination incident with the Magic Mirror and Sir Deville's predicament, Klein, the official Night Watchman, embarked on a highly immoral campaign.

As a member of the Church of the True God, he privately convened his fourth Tarot meeting.

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