Klein, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a voice that suddenly appeared in his head. The intertwined illusory shouts, accompanied by the echo of invisible whispers, made his spirit become irritable and chaotic.
It was as if he was just about to fall asleep when he heard a quarrel upstairs where the table was smashed on the floor...
Uh, okay, he was sleeping soundly when he heard the quarrel.
Klein jumped up from the bed with a thud. He endured the irritability in his heart and pinched his painful temples hard. An inexplicable look appeared on his face. This was not the first time that this happened. He was doing some semi-meditation.
After recovering his emotions, he turned his attention to his right hand. Sure enough, on the back of his hand, four black spots appeared again at some point.
"It's only six o'clock! Who is praying to me at this time?"
Klein glanced at the mechanical wall clock on the wall. Although there were still some signs of getting out of bed on his face, he quickly took four steps backwards and came to the top of the gray fog. His figure suddenly appeared there like a giant's residence.
In the majestic palace, the crimson stars that were constantly shrinking and expanding were reflected in the eyes.
Klein raised his right hand, spread his spirituality, and touched the star that symbolized the "devil" who had just joined the Tarot Society yesterday. Hearing a bang, his vision suddenly became blurry and distorted, and a man wearing white clothes suddenly appeared.
The man in the shirt and black vest is sitting in front of the window, facing the morning light, with his hands clasped against his buried forehead——
"You are a fool who does not belong to this age;"
"You are the mysterious master above the gray fog;"
"You are the yellow and black king of good luck."
"Thank you for your grace in allowing me to have a wonderful morning."
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"Let me have a wonderful morning."
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“Have a wonderful morning.”
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After listening to Mr. Devil's prayer in a manic and chaotic mental state, Klein's expression became strange:
"You've had a wonderful morning and you want to disturb my sleep?"
But what can he do?
As an ancient and great being, should I tell this believer - "Mr. Fool wants to sleep, please postpone your prayers for two hours?"
What's more, Mr. Devil still needs to pray to digest the potion.
"It's not easy to be a secret being, but I'm so miserable as a believer. Those true gods don't have to sleep when they face millions of believers?"
Klein composed a righteous thought in his mind to comfort himself, then sighed softly, and followed the subtle connection to transmit his response to the crimson star:
"I see."
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"I see."
"I see."
"I see."
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As layers of fog appeared in front of his eyes, a twisted and blurry figure appeared in the deepest part of his field of vision. His eyes were filled with crimson, and his voice continued to echo in Snow's ears.
Feeling the cracks in the solid shell of the potion once again appeared, a satisfied smile appeared on Snow's face. He took a deep breath, then stood up and began to face the day's life.
Although he said that, he actually had nothing to do but stay in his room and write books using the typewriter improved by Emperor Russell.
Yes, he was writing a book. Although his previous job was as a veterinarian, after arriving in Tingen, he stayed in his room all the time. He even asked Triss to do the killing.
Under such circumstances, Snow, who had a lot of spare time, was so bored that he naturally had no choice but to start his old job in his previous life and pass the time by writing books.
But to be honest, for Triss of Sequence Seven, who has invisibility, curse and other abilities, and is a noble Sequence Seven, killing two unprepared secret prayers can exchange for those quite high-end and useful mysterious ones.
Learning knowledge is really a very cost-effective thing.
As for why it was Triss who clearly killed the person, but Snow wanted to carry forward the tradition of the Ji Guohui and claim responsibility for this incident...
Of course it is to leave a good impression on Mr. A!
Well, you read that right, it’s a good impression!
There are only madmen and deeply hidden madmen in the Aurora Society. The more you act like a lunatic, the more reassured the Aurora Society will be.
Especially if you can show a relatively rational appearance while being crazy, and serve the true Creator wholeheartedly, then you are one of your own people - even if you kill your own people.
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While slandering the corporate culture of Jiguohui, he clicked on the keyboard.
Characters appeared on the manuscript paper one by one, and Snow quickly entered the state.
"Jojo, there are limits to human capabilities."
"One thing I learned from my short life..."
"The more you play tricks, the more things will go wrong in unexpected places..."
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Tapping the words that were almost engraved in DNA, the scene that almost appeared in front of his eyes was transcribed into words and burned on the page, and Snow's hand speed became faster and faster.
After he confirmed that Huang·Witch Tastes Really Good and Mr. Tao had left the comics as his own, and decided to start writing something to pass the time, he came up with the idea of moving JoJo.
He was not worried about being noticed by Klein, or in other words, if he could be noticed, that would be in line with his hope - because he needed a source of intelligence.
According to the memory of his predecessor, Panridax is indeed an ancient noble family, but it is not the kind of big family that has mastered the sequence path.
In order to make it smoother for him to reveal all kinds of secrets, Snow is planning a more risky plan——
He planned to make Klein think that a certain ancestor of the Penridax family might be a time traveler like the Great Emperor!
Although he has not yet decided whether this traveler ancestor is a grandfather or a great-grandfather, this is something that can be left blank.
He will not tell Klein clearly how prominent his family is, nor will he deliberately say that his ancestors are time travellers, but he will leave various traces in his life, allowing Klein to make relevant judgments on his own.
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This is just a casual move, but it is very important.
After all, in his opinion, the traces of a time traveler on a person are very difficult to eliminate. Not to mention Mr. Huang’s slut, nor the priest Maozi and the goddess sister who copied the scriptures, even Klein’s body exudes the evil spirit everywhere.
It belongs to the temperament of this era.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this temperament is just a personal style, but in the eyes of fellow travelers, such a temperament can easily attract attention.
It's okay to have a low sequence now, but in the future, when Klein's sequence increases, he experiences more things, and his eyesight becomes stronger, these qualities in him will become more obvious.
In fact, Snow was not very worried about losing his vest in front of Klein, but in order to make the knowledge in his hands "reasonable", he decided to hide his identity.