Chapter 395 The fool was cooking the day before the death of the society
Snow's voice was so abrupt that Klein felt as if his parents had suddenly burst into the room when he was reading Little Liu Bei when he was a student, and he subconsciously wanted to hide the book behind his back.
However, because the book itself did not collide with the volume, Klein's instinctive movement undoubtedly passed through the book and caught the loneliness.
But after all, this was just an instinctive conditioned reflex. When Klein's thinking became clearer, he gave up this idea and looked at the source of the sound with some embarrassment. Then, he saw someone crawling out of the drawer that suddenly popped up on the desk.
Mr. Devil comes out.
"Where did you come from Doraemon?" Klein murmured in his mind, looking at Snow with a slightly strange look. At this time, Snow, who had just jumped out of the drawer, patted the corner of his clothes and seemed to notice.
His thoughts were as follows:
"This is the transmission window designed by our ancestors. If we want to change it, the entire transmission line will have to be renovated. Both the construction period and consumption are a bit long, so we have to make do with it."
"..." Klein looked at the drawer and suddenly felt that this senior was quite sentimental.
But when he saw Snow signaling him to jump into the drawer, Klein immediately pointed to the illusory books on the bookshelf and asked in a tentative tone:
"These books..."
"These were made by the ancestors through some kind of secret technique. They require the ability of the Secret Puppet Master to read. However, in fact, as long as you have the extraordinary characteristics of the Secret Puppet Master, it is enough. However, these books cannot be taken away from the illusory space in the ancient tower. They themselves
It’s not an important content, so I’ll leave it here. Of course, I’ve made a copy of the content and can lend it to you if you want to read it.”
Snow said, turned around and jumped back into the drawer. Seeing the gentleman's indifferent attitude, Klein only felt the corners of his eyes twitching——
"It's obviously very high-end knowledge, but it's said that it's not very important... Is this the secret of the Hidden Family?"
Of course, after thinking about it in his mind, Klein still jumped into the drawer. Although it looked a bit narrow, with the coordination of the clown potion, Klein easily fell into the drawer, and then entered a place that was even more complicated than he imagined.
Spacious space.
It was different from the feeling when Mr. Azik took him on a journey to the spirit world. The feeling of walking through the drawer made Klein feel more like the feeling when he summoned himself.
"Maybe it's a similar principle. Sequence Three can respond to believers' prayers. If the distance is not too far, maybe we can use prayer to build a summoning door..."
As an Extraordinary who has been an evil god for almost a year, Klein is still very sensitive to this aspect. He judged the principle of this portal almost as soon as he entered the teleportation state.
However, with the background of "The Enlightenment" that he had watched before, Klein did not have too many doubts about this senior time traveler's development of divine abilities. Instead, he secretly wrote down these ideas in his heart, and thought about whether he could
Also a whole one.
At this moment, his feet sank slightly, and the illusory scene in front of him had transformed into a real beauty. May is the season when the grass grows and the orioles fly. The valley is covered with green grass, dotted with flowers and ancient trees.
, combined with the artistic black castle not far away, made Klein even wonder if he had time-traveled into a certain game wallpaper again.
Klein, who looked like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, followed Snow, walking on the soft lawn all the way to the castle. As the double doors opened automatically, he looked at the spiritual butler who appeared at the door and the two rows of them.
Klein suddenly felt the desire to criticize the spirit maid who said "Welcome back."
"It's getting late now. You go and clean up first. Let's talk after dinner."
"Um..." Klein was not used to the current pace of communication, but before he could say anything more, the spiritual butler who looked a little older came over and said respectfully:
"Sir, please come with me..."
…
Klein has been in a state of confusion ever since he entered Black Swan Castle. When he came to his senses, he had already put on a pair of expensive-looking home clothes, sat at the dining table, and looked at
Mr. Snow prayed to himself—his hair hadn't even dried yet.
"The chefs in my castle are all spiritual servants left behind by our ancestors. The dishes they can cook are relatively limited. I don't know if you are used to it."
Listening to Snow's polite words, Klein looked at the braised pork ribs, squirrel mandarin fish, boiled dried shreds, and first-grade tofu in front of him. He just used his clown ability to hold back his tears.
"I quite like this taste." Klein savored the taste of his hometown, and the nostalgia that had faded became strong again.
"That's good. By the way, you won't be using your identity as Gehrman in a short time. The Church of Storms is looking for you everywhere." Snow carried forward the traditional style of talking about things at the dinner table, but he almost choked Klein.
Half dead.
"Ahem... Why was it found on my head? I was very careful not to leave any traces." Klein muttered in confusion, but Snow spread his hands and said:
"Crazy adventurers were active near Bayam; Gehrman Sparrow offended the Rose School; a group of demigods and two angels had a scuffle in Bayam, one of the angels was the leader of the Rose School; Gehrman Sparrow offended the Rose School;
Man Sparrow disappeared after the melee.
Several days have passed now, but Gehrman Sparrow has completely disappeared, and Bayam has no record of your departure. Is it normal to suspect you?"
"Ah, this..." Klein pinched his eyebrows, and then remembered Mr. Azik's advice "Don't run around recently, it's best to stay in a big city like Backlund." He suddenly felt a headache.
Although he does intend to change his identity and return to Backlund, there is still a difference between voluntarily giving up and being forced to give up.
Fortunately, Klein has experienced a lot along the way. He quickly adjusted his mentality and began to enjoy the long-lost flavor of his hometown. However, he seemed to feel that it was a bit wrong to eat Chinese food without talking about anything, so he asked casually:
"Where is the ancestral treasure you mentioned? Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
"Just below this castle." Snow pointed in the direction of his feet calmly, as if he was not talking about treasures, but a warehouse for storing sundries -
"Although it is said to be a treasure, in fact, even I don't know what is there. In fact, the information I know is that the door requires a fortune teller path sequence of five or more to open, and it contains a very important secret of the ancestors.
, apart from that, there is only a large section of Rosselvin that no one knows..."