Huh? Are they all real?...

What's this guy doing here?!

"Momo'en. What are you doing in my room?"

Seeing that Elmeran had really returned, Moen breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I kept watching over you because I couldn't wake you up. You really have no idea how scared you scared me. You've never done this before."

"So, what happened?"

Elmeran hesitated.

She didn't want to hide it from Moen, but she also remembered another consensus among time travelers—if you really value your lover in the real world.

So always remember, the less the other party knows, the safer you are!

Threats from the extraordinary world, and even threats from other transmigrators.

These are all real.

Until you have sufficient ability, keeping the other party 'ignorant' is the most reasonable approach.

So in the end, Elmeran just smiled sheepishly and said:

"I'm just a little tired. Oh, right, here, this is for you!"

After turning over, Almelan rummaged through the bedside table and found what she was looking for.

This action is quite ordinary, but it's because Elmeran's figure is really excessive.

So Moen couldn't help but turn his head slightly back and forth.

I can't watch it, but I want to.

despair.

"This is the wrist-worn terminal I replaced. With it, you can get rid of your old relic."

Moen is now using a handheld device, much like the old-fashioned mobile phones.

Even though it was rejected, it's still much better than Moen's.

Moreover, Moen also noticed that El was too new to be eliminated.

Moen doesn't know the style, but it seems to be better than the one Ai Er uses herself?

Silly girl, you can't even do an antique finish properly! How did you manage to hide it so well over there?

Fortunately, it seems you understand that ignorance is bliss.

Moen and El are best friends.

Although we are all different genders.

But they really are good brothers.

No matter what, Moen will protect Aier.

But Moen really didn't dare tell El anything else.

Ignorance is protection.

This is a consensus in the extraordinary world, and it has also been adopted by the transmigrators.

Putting aside everything else, in that extraordinary world, you might even be watched or even corrupted simply because you inadvertently uttered the name of a being.

Therefore, for ordinary people, the less they know, the safer they are—that's truly a truth.

And in Moen's capacity...

Moen couldn't help but sigh at the thought.

So desperate.

I wish I could have been a human a few times back then!

But it's really too late to say all this now.

With a forced smile, Moen reached out and took the new terminal from Elmeran.

"Thank you. Since you're just too tired and it's getting late, I'll be going now, Air!"

Elmeran seemed about to say something else, but in the end she said, slightly dejected:

"Okay, I won't see you off."

And so, Moen left her house with the gift from Elmeran.

After Moen left, Elmeran got up to wash up and prepare for bed.

We'll just mooch some food from Moen tomorrow morning.

Anyway, from now on, Moen will definitely be the one cooking and earning money.

I'm so tired today, I'm going to wash up and go to bed.

As Aiermeilan imagined her future married life, she went to the bathroom.

Then, Elmeran stared in disbelief at her reflection in the mirror.

In just a few moments, Elmeran broke down and grabbed her hair:

"I was too weak to move and could have just let him do whatever he wanted, and this is what he did? Do he really not see me as a woman?!"

Moen carefully drew a few cat whiskers on Almelan's face in the mirror. The technique was excellent, and Almelan's outstanding demeanor made her even more adorable.

However, Almelan was truly devastated.

You had the chance, and you did this to me???

It's better to know nothing at all!

At least he can still fool himself into thinking that maybe he's attracted to his body!

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Back in his room, Moen had no idea how much of a blow his joke had dealt to Aier.

After all, the soundproofing in the houses in Renlian is really good.

So Moen simply exclaimed that he had completed yet another work of art!

"Moreover, my willpower and my level of awareness are unmatched!"

Overjoyed, Moen subconsciously placed his pocket watch and new terminal on the table before heading to the refrigerator to find some soda.

When Moen returned after drinking a can of soda,

The scene before him made Moen crush the soda and spray it all over his face.

The new terminal got swallowed by the pocket watch?!

In the dim light emitted by the pocket watch, Moen's new terminal was slowly disappearing.

Moen rushed forward to check on the situation.

Fortunately, the terminal didn't actually disappear, otherwise Moen really wouldn't know how to explain to El that her gift was gone.

The terminal was merely obscured by the faint light of the pocket watch, which should not have concealed anything.

It is still there.

But why is this happening?

Confused, Moen examined the pocket watch and terminal closely.

The pocket watch remained unchanged.

However, on the terminal, Moen found an icon on the virtual screen that looked exactly like a pocket watch.

After clicking, Moen was stunned by what he saw.

"Help! I'm offering a reward of one million credits, or I can exchange it for corresponding extraordinary knowledge. I urgently need to know the potion recipe for the Shadow Path Sequence Nine!"

"I've discovered a hidden ruin. Whether it's a great tomb or not is still unknown. DM me if you're interested! Only for those in the Bilas region!"

"Seeking allies. I am already a mid-sequence transcendent at Sequence 8, and I hope to find an ally in the Osl region to help me!"

"Hahahaha, I'm being chased by a huge group of superhumans, but I'm not afraid at all, because their ships aren't as fast as mine!"

This, this, this is a website set up by the time travelers themselves?

Wait a minute, this seems to be the reliable source of intelligence I've been looking for!

The time travelers were scattered throughout every region there.

In addition, the time travelers seem to be specially selected elites, so although it is unlikely that they will all do extremely well in such a short time, they can all be of use in some way.

And what kind of reward could they possibly ask for? It would be nothing more than credits or equivalent extraordinary knowledge.

Moreover, the latter is clearly more popular.

At the same time, what Moen has in abundance right now is all sorts of extraordinary knowledge!

Before Moen could think further, he saw another post quickly pinned to the top:

"Shocking! I witnessed firsthand the earth-shattering battle in which the great saint Constantine banished the demons of the abyss!"

Isn't that me?!

Chapter 25 Pollution from the Abyss

Almost instantly, Moen identified the owner of the post.

It must be my former boss. The guy who, because he time-traveled, resolutely dissolved the company, leaving me unemployed in a daze!

But if the other party doesn't dissolve the company, I won't lose my job. If I don't lose my job, I won't play this absurd game.

None of this would have happened if we hadn't played this outrageous game.

This absurd cause-and-effect relationship left Moen momentarily speechless.

All I could do was rub my eyes and keep watching.

The other person's ID was "Poetry and Distant Places," and Mo En was momentarily speechless upon seeing it.

"Friends, as you all know, I am a transmigrator from the Baratheon region. This spawn point is really bad, ridiculously bad."

"Empress Baratheon has adopted extremely oppressive measures against superhumans, and has explicitly ordered the immediate execution of us transmigrators upon discovery."

"Because of these reasons, I've always been at the bottom of the second batch. There's nothing I can do; the developmental environment is just too difficult."

At this point, he even created a chibi-style animation to express his frustration and helplessness.

"But it was because I was in Baratheon that I was fortunate enough to witness this miraculous scene."

"I am certain that this is a great miracle that no one has ever seen before!"

"Saint Constantine, the great one when evil ran rampant among mankind, is almost synonymous with that ancient era."

Upon seeing this, the onlookers below were almost all discussing it.

"Constantine? Who is that?"

"He is a saint, and the most well-known of all saints."

"You may not have heard of Constantine, but you have certainly seen many buildings in various regions with a snow-white cane specially carved on them. That is the symbol of Constantine, signifying the retreat of evil and the subjugation of demons."

"You saw Constantine? Damn it, that's why I said I wanted to find someone to dig up his tomb with me!"

Huh? You're digging up my grave?!

Moen was stunned.

No wonder you have such a bad reputation over there.

But I remember I didn't have a tomb when I was Constantine. Was it a cenotaph built by later generations?

Moen's doubts were quickly answered.

"Saint Constantine doesn't have a tomb. Did you also manage to buy a secret map through some means?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the map?"

"You bet so many people have already been scammed! I've saved up half a year's salary!"

"What? I even took out a loan of 80,000 gold pounds from the Merchant Alliance for this map!"