Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

Following her voice, Charles and Peroz temporarily stopped chatting and looked out the car window.

In the distance, hundreds of Dobies of different colors gathered together, like a blooming flower, moving forward along with the train.

"The Dobie is a beautiful bird with a variety of colours. Most of the time, the Dobie lives alone, and only on rare occasions do Dobies in one area gather together each year."

"So far, no one has discovered a pattern to their gatherings, but because flocks of Dobies look like blooming flowers, they are so beautiful and rare that they are often considered a symbol of good luck."

"According to the legend of Moroston, if you encounter a Dobby like this and make a wish, there's a high chance that it will come true."

Peroz quickly took out a photo stone from his treasure bag, and while taking pictures of the beautiful scenery outside the window, he introduced the rare beauty in front of him.

A symbol of luck?

Speaking of which, after the ceremony started today, Theresa was indeed a bit lucky.

I was given a small gift when I went to the cafe, and I encountered a rare empty carriage on the steam train. I also encountered such a beautiful scene while the train was moving.

The repeated strokes of luck seemed to have left something in Theresa's body.

Faintly, Charles seemed to see Theresa's luck beginning to improve.

Is it the role of rituals?

However, it is quite rare for a ritual to take effect while it is being performed.

After all, the luck rising from Teresa or the fortune gathering around her did not seem to be a blessing from supernatural power, but a natural gathering.

In theory, her good fortune should have been caused by the influence of the ritual, but from Charles's observation, it seemed strangely natural.

After that, every time the train moves forward, it will encounter something different.

A rare and beautiful supernatural creature flew across the rainbow after the rain. A passing supernatural being, feeling happy, blessed the train with protection and increased speed. At the next station, a bird flew up and unintentionally brought precious and rare fruit...

After getting off the car, looking at the beautiful fireworks blooming in the sky, even Theresa, whose IQ had been offline for a long time, felt that something was not right.

"Don't worry, at least it seems that everything that happened to you is good." Charles comforted.

"But... I remember reading in a book that a person's luck is constant throughout their life, and good luck is just overdrawing their future." Theresa was still a little uneasy.

Luck is a good thing, but unwarranted luck can bring people anxiety and fear in the extraordinary world.

"Long ago, there seemed to be a legend that the European Emperor... that is, the lucky ones in ancient times, had extremely short lifespans."

This is just a complaint, or a beautiful "blessing".

This is strange. I am the demigod who controls luck, so why would I be hostile to those who are lucky?

Come to think of it... maybe it's because Ciel clearly has control over his luck, but sometimes he encounters the resentment of those who, even without similar abilities, are still favored by luck. Especially when Ciel's overdrawn luck, even at the cost of facing bad luck for a long time to come, still can't match theirs - God knows why the heavens sometimes favor some people so much.

It would be fine if there was supernatural power involved, but without it. In a simple comparison of luck, Charles, who had sacrificed a month's good luck and "borrowed" a lot of the opponent's luck, was actually no match for an ordinary person in such a short period of time. It was so outrageous that Charles didn't even want to recall that past.

"Extraordinary people who control similar abilities will probably overdraw their future luck when using their abilities, but those who are blessed by nature or the world will not overdraw their future."

"They say the world is equal to everyone, but that's just bullshit. In the future, you'll always meet people whose luck is so good that you'll envy them."

"My personal suggestion is that if you don't have a good relationship, then just kill the other person. Out of sight, out of mind."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Peroz felt that Charles’ face looked a little dark when he said this.

"Why do I feel that you are more excited than Theresa?" Peroz asked curiously.

"Is there?" Charles asked with a dark face.

Perozzi, Theresa, and Maureen nodded at the same time.

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Chapter 282: Chapter 162: Mo Lin: I feel like the whole world is targeting me o(╥﹏╥)o

Charles naturally didn't want to talk about the embarrassing thing, so he quickly glossed over it.

Seeing this, the few people did not ask any more questions. After all, judging from Charles' expression, some things could not be answered.

"I haven't been here many times, but there are usually some hotels near the station."

"Let's find a clean hotel to rest. The journey ahead won't be easy." Peroz said as he scanned the surroundings. "By the way, does this ceremony allow you to rest?"

Although it is a travel-style ritual, it does not mean that the journey will be as easy as before.

If there is no hotel on the route on the map, Teresa can either choose to set up a tent and rest along the way, or choose to resist fatigue and continue moving forward.

Teresa nodded. "There's a sign on it: House of Arts. It seems to say we're closed until noon tomorrow."

Then several people rushed towards the House of Literature and Art on the map.

They had only taken a few steps when they suddenly felt that the colors of the world in front of them seemed to become brighter.

At the same time, the number of people walking on the street increased.

These people seemed to appear suddenly, and their appearance was different from what everyone knew as "human beings".

Some people have huge heads, almost taking up half their bodies, making them look funny when they walk. Some people have arms so long that they almost drag on the ground when they're just casually placed. Some people only have one arm and one leg, not because they have a disability, but because they were born with only one arm and one leg...

It is not a subhuman race. After all, no subhuman race can match the person in front of them.

At the same time, they are not some non-human race. Xiaer and the others can vaguely find some human appearance and characteristics in them.

"Where is this place?" Peroz took a step back almost instinctively, but the world did not return to its previous state. There were still all kinds of strange humans in front of her.

"Maybe it's the star realm?" Charles' expression was a little subtle.

He originally thought that the ritual on the map was to help Theresa open the gate to the astral realm. After all, in this era, it was extremely difficult for a Sequence 9 transcendent to enter a place like the astral realm.

However, they didn't expect that in just one train ride, they had already entered the star realm.

Will the rest of the journey take place in the astral realm?

And this way of entering... is very interesting.

Just like a boundary, just now, at the moment when the four of them took a step, a part of the star realm overlapped with reality, just for a moment but covering the path they were moving forward.

When they stepped into the overlapping place, the vision quickly disappeared and brought them here.

This phenomenon is the same as Theresa's strange luck. They all exist "naturally" rather than by supernatural influences. Those things would have happened regardless of whether Theresa followed the map today or not.

When they just arrived at the steam locomotive station, if it wasn't them, someone else would have won the prize. At the same time, the small number of vehicles and people going here today had been decided a few days ago. Even the rainbow and other strange phenomena that followed would have appeared regardless of whether Theresa was on the train or not.

The route on the map seemed to be consciously guiding Teresa to experience these things.

At the same time, every time something happened, Charles could vaguely see that Theresa's luck was constantly accumulating.

This ritual...is definitely not just to open a door to the astral plane, or to a secret place hidden within the astral plane.

There must be some greater power within the ritual.

Theoretically speaking, Charles should choose to leave with Peroz and Teresa at this time.

Things seem to be gradually out of his control - anything can happen in the astral realm.

Even he might encounter danger.

After all, the disappearance of the gods in the main material world does not mean the disappearance of Sequence 2 and Sequence 1 extraordinary creatures in the astral realm.

If these creatures suddenly appeared, he might be able to survive, but the others around him might not be.

But for some reason, the atmosphere around him and the vague feeling coming from himself prevented him from doing so.

After becoming more and more certain that there was a problem with himself, Charles pondered for a long time and did not stop the other party, but decided to let nature take its course.

There may be danger, but hidden behind the danger may be the truth about everything - at least it may allow him to gain some unexpected benefits.

"Star Realm? What a beautiful name..." Teresa seemed to have entered a certain state and spoke in an ethereal voice.

"Of course, the star realm is the most beautiful world, and our Visdel is the most special city in the star realm. It may not be very beautiful, but it will definitely allow new guests to gain some fun that they cannot get in other places." A human face suddenly appeared on the lamppost nearby, and spoke to the few people in a soft voice.

At the same time, after he spoke, the place where they were originally located, Egede, was slowly crossed out on the map in Theresa's hand and turned into Visdel.

"The streetlight...spoke?" Peroz and Morin looked at each other in surprise, but Charles and Theresa looked very calm.

"What an impolite guy! I have my own name, and the street light is just my job." The other party said with some dissatisfaction.

"Excuse me, sir, what is your name?" Peroz apologized quickly.

"Luden, just call me Luden." The other party's tone softened a little.

It’s just that...street lamp, Luden...are homophones in the language of the Kingdom of York, or in other words, the pronunciations of the two words are relatively close in most languages.

"So, Mr. Luden, could you please introduce Wisdel to us?"

"You know this is our first time here, so we don't know much about this city." Theresa smiled at him. "Well... this should be the guide's job, but I haven't seen you in a while."

"Never mind, I'll skip work for a bit and introduce you to the great Visdel!"

Luden seemed to enjoy talking to people, and although he looked a little embarrassed, his tone was very excited.

"Wesdel is a great city of knowledge. Knowledge is the most valuable thing in the city. People can obtain any knowledge they want here."

"Every day every year, countless foreigners choose to come here or settle here."

"Eh? Are there a lot of foreigners? I thought we were the only ones here." Morin blinked and looked around. They were not far from the station at this time, so they could see that the area around the station was empty and there were not many people around.

This was different from the Egede Station where they were previously.

Luden was choked by Morin's words.

"Today is just a little special! Or perhaps it's been a little special lately. The great Visdel just isn't welcoming some people to come for the time being."

"You know, not everyone can come to this great city."

"Do you have any place to stay now that you've arrived? If not, I can recommend you some good hotels." Morin's words made Luden feel a little embarrassed, so he lost interest in continuing to talk with everyone.

"House of Arts and Literature." Theresa looked at him with a smile.

"Oh~ God of Knowledge, you are actually going to the House of Literature and Art." Luden looked at them in surprise.

“Is there a problem there?” Peroz asked.

"No, it's just that the price of staying there for a night is incredibly high." Luden's expression was a little painful. "But the environment and the knowledge stored there are worth the price."

"What is the currency here?" Morin asked.

Luden seemed reluctant to answer the question, but seeing the expectant gazes of Perozzi and Theresa, he spoke anyway. "Knowledge, of course. In the City of Knowledge, you can acquire all kinds of knowledge, but at the same time, whatever you do, you also need to pay with your own knowledge."

"Knowledge is power, knowledge is priceless, and knowledge is the important cornerstone of this world." Luden chanted in a strange tone.

"Do you need me to take you there?" he asked.

Teresa raised the map in her hand and said, "Although I'd like to take up more of your time, this is your working time after all. Let's proceed according to the map."

"What a kind-hearted girl, unlike that stupid guy who can't speak." While saying this, Luden's eyes wandered vaguely on Morin.

You are so stingy... I just said the truth before, is it necessary to be like this?

Maureen's expression was a little subtle.

However, he did not maintain his subtle expression for too long. After saying goodbye to Teresa, he continued to move forward according to the map.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but as he moved forward, he saw many street lights. Some of them had their eyes open, but most of them had their eyes closed as if they were resting.

The street lamps with their eyes open showed disgust when they saw him, but their eyes were very gentle when they looked at Theresa and Peroz.

"Luden?" Morin asked tentatively to the street lamp beside him.

"What?" an impatient voice sounded.

"So you are all alone?" he asked curiously.

"Why should we—why should we tell you?"

"If two beautiful ladies had asked, we might have said it, but you...?" A disdainful voice came from another street lamp on the other side.

It seems that I am hated by all the street lights in this city.

How can there be such a stingy "person".

"I apologize for my inappropriate tone just now. I wonder if Mr. Luden can forgive me?" Morin bowed sincerely to apologize.

The lightbulb above Luden's head seemed to brighten a little, and he looked a little happier.

"Hehe, since you are so sincere, we will forgive you."

"But if we hear you say bad things about Wesdel again, we won't forgive you so easily."

When did I say anything bad about Wisdel?

Maureen remembered that he had just complained about the quietness of the station.