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However, quantitative change can still lead to qualitative change. If he can go to Silver City again, he can digest at least two-thirds of the potion of the wandering mentor, or even more. Unfortunately... there is an Amon squatting there, which is too risky.

The next morning.

Edward woke up from his sleep and fell into a brief confusion when he looked at the black and gray stone ceiling. Lilith was lying on his stomach, still sleeping soundly.

He sat up quietly, rubbed his aching forehead, and looked out the window at the bustling Moon City, still a little dazed:

Yesterday... so many things really happened.

The three major churches gathered, the royal demigod angels were dispatched, the fake world made up by the feather pen, the photos falling from the sky, the heavy smog in Backlund, Earl Hall was almost stabbed to death by his brother-in-law, the angel of fate Ouroboros brought himself to the God-forsaken Land, met the real Creator, and then came to Moon City...

And all of this happened in just one day!

Even Jack Ma's schedule can't be so full!

But the biggest problem now is that Mr. Fool still hasn't responded. The new week of Tarot Club is about to begin, but Mr. Fool suddenly disappears. The members of the Tarot Club must be on the verge of collapse, right?

Lilith woke up with a grunt at this time, rubbing her eyes, "Edward, you're awake."

"Well, how did you sleep last night?"

She bent her back and stretched. "I don't know. I fell asleep in a daze. I don't like it here. There is not even a mouse."

"We'll be able to go back soon."

Edward patted her head, not only to comfort her, but also to comfort himself.

Just as he waved his wand to clean himself and the little one, there was a knock on the door. It was Bernadette.

"Has the being you believe in responded to you?"

"not yet."

Bernadette frowned and said, "I've heard that the Forsaken Land is a place that the power of the Seven Gods cannot reach. Could it be that the being you believe in is unable to respond to you because of this?"

"no."

With the help of the Source Castle, the God-Forsaken Land could not block his prayers, otherwise Little Sun Derrick would not have been able to connect to the Tarot Club. "Perhaps, 'He' was just delayed because of something. What's the matter?"

Edward did not forget to brag about Klein, "He was also involved in Backlund's incident, in a place we couldn't see."

Sure enough, Bernadette made the connection on her own: "A war between gods?!"

Edward did not comment. "So all I can do now is wait quietly."

Hey, Klein, please don't let anything happen to you.

Goddess, you raised the K'meow cat yourself, so please pay a little more attention to it and don't let it die. If the time comes, you can't expect Amon to become the Lord of Mysteries and help you find the River of Eternal Darkness.

Uh wait, speaking of which... the River of Eternal Darkness has dried up now. Does that mean the goddess doesn't need Klein anymore?

Isn't that the end?

...

Silver City.

Recently, the frequency of lightning has dropped to the lowest level, with only one or two lightning bolts streaking across the sky, lighting up the sky. The entire world and the entire Silver City are in deep darkness most of the time.

It wasn't until now that the team that they last went out with was finally released from quarantine.

The group walked from the isolation area to their respective houses. Dak quickly took a few steps to catch up with Derrick. He was still crunching on the dum fruit in his mouth, which looked fragrant and delicious.

But Derrick knew that those dum fruits were most likely the fingers of dead people.

"Derrick, you really don't want to try it?"

Dak's chubby face was filled with an honest smile. "You are the only one in our team who has not tasted it yet. Elder Lovia also likes it very much."

Derrick tried to keep himself calm. "I'm very tired now. I don't want to eat. I just want to report back. But if you have any extra Dumu fruit, please give me some. I'll take it back and eat it."

Dak's eyes lit up, and he took out a small bag of Dumu fruit and handed it over: "Here you go."

"Thanks."

Derrick thanked him and said, "My house is just ahead. See you later."

Dak waved his hand and smiled: "See you later."

Derrick had just turned around to leave when a sinister voice suddenly came from behind him, "Derrick, no one likes people who are different from everyone else, you know that, right?"

He kept walking, "Of course!"

Feeling Dake's eyes lingering on his back, watching him return home, Derrick didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he closed the door and leaned against it, muttering to himself, "But... you are the ones who are different from everyone else. Get up quickly."

Derrick sat quietly on the bed for a while, then lay down on his side and silently recited Mr. Fool's prayer:

"A fool who does not belong to this era..."

He didn't know what to do next, so he wanted to ask everyone at the Tarot Club, but unfortunately his prayers received no response for a long time.

...

In the spiritual world.

Klein lay quietly on the stone bed in the castle. The wound on his left chest had basically healed, but his face was still pale and he was lifeless.

Renette Tinicole stood on the top of the castle holding her head. Edward's messenger Phoenix landed beside her, his dark eyes full of anxiety: "I can't find him. Do you know where he is?"

Renit's four heads shook at the same time: "I don't know."

"So where do you think I should go to find him?"

The four heads shook again: "I don't...know."

Phoenix flew up anxiously: "Then what should I do?"

The four heads thought for a moment and said, "It is better for the world... if someone like him... dies... This is... a good thing."

"???"

Phoenix's little eyes were filled with doubts: Listen to what you are saying?

Is that reasonable?

"I must find him!"

Phoenix spreads his wings and flies away.

Renette Tinicole raised her head again and stared at the colorful spiritual world in a daze.

After a while, the four heads suddenly turned their heads at the same time to look in the direction where Klein's "corpse" lay.

His eyelids fluttered again.

...

Moon City.

In half a morning, Edward loaded wheat and rice into the warehouse of Moon City, and taught them how to process and eat them. By the way, he also taught some simple mechanical principles and manufacturing methods that could be achieved in Moon City to some "smart people" selected by the high priest.

If the people of Yuecheng feel that it can improve their lives, they can research and manufacture it on their own. If they feel that it is useless, there is no need to force it.

Moon City also prepared a variety of materials and extraordinary characteristics for him, most of which were low-sequence, but Edward accepted them all, as he could use them in the Harry Potter world later.

Of course, some mid-sequences were also harvested, mainly materials from the Warrior Path, and the extraordinary characteristics of the Pharmacist (vampire) Path of Sequence 6 and Sequence 5, which were said to be left behind by the vampires of Moon City.

As for materials with higher sequences above 4, there is none left.

Nim was also frank about this, because mid- and high-sequence materials and extraordinary characteristics were also precious in Moon City, and they needed to use them to train enough strong people to fight against the monsters in the dark and defend the safety of Moon City.

It is impossible to cut off some of Yuecheng's future high-end combat power in exchange for some food and information.

Edward also expressed his understanding of this. Judging from the value alone, the value of those materials has exceeded the price of wheat and rice. Edward will definitely not lose money in this transaction.

At noon, under Edward's demonstration and guidance, a small number of volunteers from Yuecheng voluntarily tasted food from the outside world.

Although both flour and rice tasted tasteless, compared to the meat of mutant monsters, at least they were not difficult to swallow, and they did not cause any harm to the body. This alone made everyone in Yuecheng extremely excited.

However, Edward did not forget to remind them that eating only rice and flour as staple foods could not meet the body's nutritional needs, and they might still need to eat a small amount of monster meat.

Although everyone is disappointed about this, eating less monster meat means less toxins and pollution, so there will definitely be fewer deformities.

Edward had no intention of taking out the golden cup from the beginning to the end. If they were allowed to taste the deliciousness of the golden cup and then have to eat ordinary rice, noodles and monster meat, it would definitely be a huge psychological gap.

Long-term consumption of food "processed" by the Golden Cup would lead to dependence on it, but the Golden Cup was still quite useful to him at the moment. He would have to wait until he broke through to the level of a demigod and had no lack of spirituality before he would sell it or lend it to Little Sun.

In the afternoon, Edward held another open class in the square. This time, there were many more people coming than yesterday. Most of them had been there before, but they still had a strong interest in the knowledge and information of the outside world and wanted to listen to it several more times.

Bernadette and Lilith did not participate this time. Instead, they wandered around accompanied by the people of Moon City, observing this ancient city that had been isolated from the world for thousands of years.

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Although Yuecheng calls itself a city, the overall life is more like a tribe.

There are almost no serious transactions here, so there is no business, no shops. Occasionally there will be some barter, but most of the time it is distributed uniformly by the priests of Yuecheng.

This is totally unlike Silver City, where there is even a "black market".

Not long after, they walked around Moon City and stopped in front of a huge statue. It was a statue of a woman, and judging by the pair of bat-like wings behind her, she should be a vampire.

"This is the statue of Lilith, the ancestor of vampires. It was built by the original vampires."

Due to the influence of believers' (anchors') beliefs and cognition on the gods, the seven righteous gods cancelled the specific images of gods early on and replaced them with holy light.

But thousands of years ago in the First Age, this awareness was obviously not present. The vampires at that time directly erected this statue in the image of their ancestor for their faith and prayer.

Buzz~

At this time, the leg ring on Lilith's leg glowed again. She looked at the huge statue in front of her curiously: "My leg ring seems to be reacting more strongly."

Bernadette frowned slightly. For her, who had rich experience in the Extraordinary Realm, this situation was not necessarily a good thing, so she immediately said, "Let's get away from here first."

"Why?"

Bernadette tapped her head: "If you don't want to cause trouble for Edward, just listen to me."

"Oh, okay!"

Lilith immediately stopped asking questions and followed her obediently, but she couldn't help but look back at the statue a few times.

When the statue disappeared from view, the faint light on the leg ring disappeared, and there was no reaction at all.

"Is this thing on your leg really given to you by an ordinary vampire?"