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Chapter 111 White Tower

  Klein was silent for a moment. The amount of information contained in Renekton's words was a bit too much. Whether it was the Seven Lights of the Spirit World or a brand new system, he needed to digest it carefully.

  After a short silence, Klein stopped tapping on the table, turned his eyes back to Renekton, and asked:

  "What does the Hidden Sage want?"

  "Some help. In the not-too-long time to come, there will be a life-and-death battle between Him and the steam."

  "And, if the battle with the steam is won in the end, I will need your blessing. He will go to a sealed place."

  Renekton said where he would need Mr. Fool's help in the future, if things really developed to that point.

  Klein fell silent again. The other party's words were a bit scary.

  Some help could be said to be participating in a war of gods. He was only a Sequence Eight who had just been promoted not long ago.

  Klein didn't want to agree, nor did he want to expose the fact that his sequence was far from enough.

  "If I have returned to the position of the Great Lord above the Spirit World by then, then it's okay."

  Klein's answer was not final.

  "Of course!"

  Renekton nodded in response.

  Klein wanted to ask the other party some questions, but he felt that his spirituality was not enough to stay in this gray fog for too long.

  He had to change the topic and end this conversation as soon as possible:

  "Heh! You should have noticed that there are still some people coming here. In response to their request, I will hold a gathering here regularly. If you are interested, as His spokesperson, you can also participate."

  Since he has reached a verbal agreement with the other party, Klein doesn't mind pulling the other party into the Tarot Club. In this way, he can get more information or knowledge from the other party for free through Miss Justice and others, and at the same time increase the channels of the Tarot Club.

  "My pleasure!"

  Renekton saluted again. This is the development he most hopes for.

  Klein's figure shrouded in gray fog, gently raised his hand, and a deck of tarot cards appeared in front of Renekton.

  "They use tarot cards as their code names. You can also choose one of them as your own code name."

  "I have removed the occupied cards."

  Renekton looked at the tarot cards in front of him and hesitated. He wanted to choose the Hermit, which corresponds to his own path, but the Hermit was the one he would choose after becoming the captain.

  The remaining cards were the Temperance card, which he liked more, and the White Tower card, which corresponds to the Reader path. The main reason for his hesitation was that the White Tower card, whether in upright or reversed position, did not have a good meaning.

  Klein was a little anxious when he saw Renekton struggling. If he continued to struggle, his spirituality would be unstable.

  "White Tower! I have a good affinity with knowledge."

  Renekton made a decision before Klein's spirituality became unstable.

  "Okay!"

  Klein, whose body was shrouded in gray fog, breathed a sigh of relief.

  If he continued to hesitate, he would not be able to hold on.

  The tarot cards floating in the air disappeared, and the Fool, who was shrouded in gray fog, spoke again:

  "Every Monday, at 3 pm."

  After saying this, he drove Renekton out of the gray fog space.

  "Huh~ That was close, I almost couldn't hold on." Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

  Immediately, his figure disappeared into the gray fog space and returned to Raphael Cemetery.

  Back in the real world, Klein returned to Dunn's grave again.

  Looking at the photos and inscriptions on the tombstone, he sighed deeply, drew a crimson moon on his chest, and then turned and left the cemetery.

  Backlund Minsk Street, Renekton, who had finished talking to Klein in the study, looked at the environment around him that had changed back.

  "Why do you feel a little hurried? Klein should have a lot of questions to ask me."

  Renekton thought for a moment in confusion.

  Then I thought of a possibility:

  "He had been in the gray fog for quite a while before he pulled me up, so his spiritual power couldn't hold on any longer?"

  "If I hesitate for a while longer, will Mr. Fool and I fall into the gray fog space together?"     Renekton felt that the truth of the matter should be what he thought, and he was a little amused.

  "Our Mr. Fool has a long way to go!"

  Renekton sighed for Klein.

  He soon thought of himself. Klein was at least the heir of Sefirah Castle, while he was just a tool of the Knowledge Wilderness.

  "In a sense, I should have a longer way to go, but I can choose to be bad. I don't have a strong sense of responsibility and belonging, while Klein is different."

  "Klein will come to Backlund soon, and I have to digest the potion quickly, not only to keep up with Klein's progress in the later stage, but also to solve my own hidden dangers."

  After deciding on the next goal, Renekton prepared to find the Hidden Sage to instill knowledge into the new crow brother. It has not yet fully learned to speak, and can only keep repeating what others have said. Bugs Bunny is almost driven to a nervous breakdown by it.

  Renekton didn't even bother to set up the ceremony, and started chanting the honorific name of the Hidden Sage:

  "The Sage who sees through the world, the eyes that peek into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

  "I pray to you: I pray that my crow will have some knowledge."

  The prayer to the Hidden Sage was completed quickly, but Renekton did not receive any response, as if the Hidden Sage ignored him.

  Renekton was ready to find materials and pray to the Hidden Sage again.

  Suddenly, his own inspiration was touched, and Renekton turned his head to look in the direction of the living room downstairs.

  Purple fluorescence flowed in his eyes, and his sight penetrated the floor under his feet, and he saw Bugs Bunny and Anu the crow in the living room downstairs.

  Renekton saw a stream of information rushing in the spirit world like a torrent, and the next moment, it covered the spirit world area corresponding to where the crow stood.

  The torrent of information surged past without stopping, and the crow, which was still flapping its wings in the air, fell directly to the ground.

  The whole crow fell to the ground and twitched, and it was only a matter of time before it foamed at the mouth due to poisoning shock.

  Bugs Bunny, who was originally glaring at the crow, was startled by this sudden scene. He walked forward carefully, stretched out a claw, and touched the fallen crow.

  After seeing that the crow did not respond to his touch, his face changed instantly, and he kicked the crow hard. After kicking and slapping the crow for a while, he stopped with a sense of unsatisfaction.

  Renekton's eyebrows jumped, and he couldn't imagine what happened between the crow and the rabbit in his house during the days when he was away.

  Retracting his gaze downstairs, Renekton hesitated whether to go down and interrupt the harmonious friendship between his rabbit and crow.

  "Boss, boss! It's bad, Anu suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't get up!"

  Soon, Bugs Bunny jumped up and shouted.

  Renekton glanced at the rabbit pretending to be anxious, and did not expose its action of taking the opportunity to retaliate against the crow Anu.

  "Let's go and take a look." He said, and walked downstairs.

  When Bugs Bunny and Renekton walked downstairs, the crow Anu was no longer lying on the ground twitching.

  "It seems that there is no problem. Can you speak normally now?"

  Renekton squatted down and asked curiously.

  "Ga~ It's OK!" The crow's voice was a little weak.

  Renekton nodded:

  "It seems that the effect is obvious! You take a short rest and sort out the knowledge in your mind, and there will be no problem."

  "Boss, has it also been instilled with knowledge?"

  Bugs Bunny said carefully on the side.

  While speaking, he did not forget to look around, as if he was worried that the hidden sage who liked to instill knowledge in others had not left yet.

  "Well, it lacked the corresponding common sense before, and couldn't even speak. It only knew to repeat what others said like a parrot." Renekton nodded.

  "Gah! I can speak now. No... no need to be taught knowledge."

  After hearing the conversation between Renekton and Bugs Bunny, Crow understood what had happened just now. He was so scared that he immediately jumped up from the ground and began to stutter.  Chapter 112 Home Visits

  On another foggy morning, Renekton walked to the balcony on the second floor and looked at the house opposite that had already been occupied.

  "I haven't introduced myself before! It's time for us to get to know each other formally!"

  Renekton said to himself.

  Then he turned back to the room, put on his coat, and prepared to go out.

  "Boss, you're going out again!"

  Bugs Bunny, who had already gotten up, handed him some fruits.

  "Well, I'm going to visit the new neighbors across the street."

  Renekton took the fruits from Bugs Bunny and started eating them directly.

  Because he was too lazy to go out to buy breakfast, he asked Bugs Bunny to prepare some fresh fruits for breakfast every day.

  "Neighbors? I want to go too!"

  Bugs Bunny turned around and took out the book from the tall black hat on the side, put the hat on his head again, and straightened his dress in front of the mirror.

  Then he picked some fresh fruits from the potted plants next to the sofa and held them in his arms.

  Bugs Bunny has taken the sofa in the living room as his own bed. A potted plant was moved to the side and transformed into a fruit tree.

  It really did what he said before, that you can eat freshly picked fruits while lying down.

  Renekton chewed on the fruit and took Bugs Bunny out to visit the neighbor who lived across the street.

  "Dong~Dong~"

  There was a knock on the door. Although he was confused about who would knock at the door at this time, Klein put down the half-eaten butter toast in his hand, stood up and walked to the door.

  As soon as his hand was on the doorknob, two figures, one big and one small, appeared in his mind.

  A blond boy with glasses on his nose, who looked about 18 or 19 years old, was wearing a light brown long windbreaker that was not the style of Loen.

  Standing at his feet was a rabbit wearing a tall black top hat, a small vest and small shoes, and a red bow tie around his neck.

  "Al Tynes? What is he doing here?"

  Klein recognized the boy standing outside the door.

  He opened the door with some doubts, and met the two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, staring at him at the door. Klein felt a little embarrassed for some reason.

  Klein coughed and said,

  "Ah! You came to see me? What's up?"

  "I came to visit the new neighbor!"

  "Neighbor? You live here too?"

  Klein looked at Renekton standing at the door in surprise, blurting out in disbelief.

  "Won't you invite me in to sit down?"

  Renekton glanced at the room behind Klein and said.

  "Ah? Well, come in!"

  Klein turned his body and made a gesture of invitation.

  As Renekton walked into the living room, he explained,

  "I knew you would move here, so I came here in advance. You can understand that I predicted your future actions in advance."

  "Prediction?"

  Klein pondered for a moment, and then his attention was attracted by Bugs Bunny standing at his feet and raising his hand towards him.

  Bugs Bunny handed the fruit in his hand to Klein:

  "Gift!"

  Klein looked at this gentlemanly rabbit who could talk in surprise:

  "Is it for me?"

  "Yes!" Bugs Bunny nodded in response.

  "Take it. This is the fruit it grows. It's quite fresh! This is the rabbit I raise. It's my lab assistant, my life assistant, and sometimes it helps me fight."

  Renekton had already sat on the sofa in the living room, very familiar with him.

  Klein took the fruit handed to him by Bugs Bunny, and under Bugs Bunny's wide eyes, he picked up one and put it in his mouth and took a bite:

  "Crack!"

  "Well, it tastes pretty good!"

  Klein praised.

  Bugs Bunny nodded in satisfaction, then jumped and sat next to Renekton.

  "Don't you want to wash it before eating? It just picked it from the tree."

  Renekton saw that the other party took a bite of the fruit handed by Bugs Bunny directly, and couldn't help but remind him.

  Klein silently put the fruit that had been bitten by the rabbit on the dining table next to him:

  "Next time, you can tell me about this kind of thing in advance!"

  "Actually, it's okay. The rabbits and crows in my house eat it directly. It's just an unwashed fruit. It won't have any effect on the Beyonder."

  Renekton explained a little embarrassedly.

  Klein nodded expressionlessly, was silent for a moment, and then said:

  "Did you also predict what happened in Tingen?"

  "I know a little. Do you want to ask why I arrived after the incident was over?"

  Renekton was not surprised that Klein would ask this question, and he had even thought about how to answer it in advance.     "This matter involves some great beings. Well, you should know 0-08. It is a sealed object evolved from a Sequence One's extraordinary characteristics by the audience. Its appearance will inevitably attract the attention of that being."

  "I also stole a drop of the blood of the Eternal Sun from the Morse Church before, and it is likely that the Goddess of Night discovered it."

  "This triggered some chain reactions, causing me to be forced to leave Tingen. I only rushed there after receiving Leonard's letter for help."

  Renekton told the other party everything that did not need to be concealed, except that the Goddess of Night was also involved in this incident.

  Klein listened to Renekton's answer and widened his eyes. If it weren't for his intuition telling him that the other party was not lying, he would even think that this was an excuse made up by the other party.

  Whether it was Sequence One or that being mentioned by the other party, he was very curious.

  But the other party obviously regarded him as Mr. Fool's follower. In order to maintain his own and Mr. Fool's image, Klein could not ask directly, so he had to change the question:

  "How do you know the blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun? The prophecy? And do you know Leonard?"

  Renekton subconsciously reached out and touched his nose, and then replied:

  "I know it from you. Didn't you use the mutated sun holy emblem to make two spells at that time? I met Leonard when I was stealing the blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun, and it was with his help that I was able to successfully obtain that drop of blood."

  This answer made Klein silent for a while. He felt that the other party had the opportunity to steal the blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun, and he had to bear part of the responsibility.

  "You are really bold to do such a thing in the goddess's church!"

  In the end, Klein only said this sentence with some emotion.

  "Then I was expelled from Tingen!"

  Renekton opened his hands with a helpless expression.

  "The goddess did not directly send down the divine punishment, which is already a mercy to you!"

  Klein looked at the other party's expression without any remorse and complained in his heart.

  Renekton didn't care what Klein thought of him. He casually took out two talismans from the sun domain from his coat pocket and threw them to him:

  "Two talismans from the sun domain, corresponding to the two extraordinary abilities of the Fire of Light and the Slash of Purification, respectively. The incantation to open them is 'sun'. This is your reward for leading me to discover the drop of eternal blazing sun blood."

  Klein took the talisman, looked at it in his hand, and then put it in his pocket. Since the two Yangyan talismans were used, there has been a lack of effective means of attack. These two talismans came at the right time.

  "Thank you!" Klein thanked him sincerely.

  "You're welcome. It's your low sequence, and you've encountered a lot of things!"

  Renekton sighed.

  Klein pretended not to hear this and asked,

  "Do you know any easier way to make money?"

  "Rob a bank? Or kill people and rob them?"

  Renekton answered subconsciously.

  Klein stared at Renekton. He was sure that this guy was a dangerous person. No wonder the Moss Ascetic Order was regarded as a cult by the Orthodox Church.

  "Except for things like this that violate the law and discipline." Klein added.

  "Just kidding, I usually choose to go to the sea to hunt some pirates with bounties. They can provide characteristics and can also collect a considerable bounty from the official."

  Renekton said what he did when he was at sea, which is also what Klein will do when he goes to sea in the future. Then he added:

  "In the city, I borrowed some money from the gang members in the East District a few days ago, but I don't know if you can borrow it."

  Klein sighed speechlessly:

  "No wonder your Moss Ascetic Order is a recognized cult organization by major orthodox churches."

  Renekton then remembered that he had not introduced his identity to Klein, so he took the opportunity to say:

  "I am not familiar with the Moss Ascetic Order. Strictly speaking, there is a certain hatred. My identity is a formal member of the Church of Knowledge!"

  "If you need money, you can borrow from me. Of course, I will charge interest!"

  "The Church of Knowledge? Aren't you a member of the Hidden Sage?"

  Klein stared at the guy in front of him with wide eyes.

  "Working two jobs, getting two salaries! I also worked part-time as a pirate on the sea in the first half of the year!"

  Renekton said nonchalantly.

  At this time, Klein had only one comment in his mind, "A senior traitor!"

  "I'd better find a way to make money myself. I'm worried that your interest will be higher than the principal."

  After hesitating for a while, Klein still rejected the other party's offer to lend him money. The three hundred gold pounds in his anonymous account will be enough for a while.

  After chatting with Klein for a while, he said goodbye and left his house. Renekton returned to the house across the street and took off the top hat on Bugs Bunny's head, preparing to study the door-opening ability of the Apprentice Path and create his own secret technique.

  Klein picked up the buttered toast that he had not finished eating and continued to eat his simple breakfast.

  "He is a member of the Church of Knowledge and a member of the Hidden Sage. He is also a part-time pirate on the sea. How many identities does this guy have?"

  Klein thought about what Renekton had just said, and intuitively thought that the other party did not tell him everything.

  "People who never finish talking are really annoying!"

  "Alas, I hope to learn more from him as a fool at the party this afternoon."

  After breakfast, Klein began to run around the city, advertising his detective agency and purchasing various occult materials.

  Renekton has been studying the great magician's hat at home. He has already analyzed the tricks that come with the hat, but he has not made any progress on the ability to "open the door.

  " "As the core ability of the door path, it is so difficult even in the initial stage! How can I study the traveler and the secret wizard in the future!"

  Renekton lay back in the reclining chair, scratching his hair helplessly. He even thought of asking Mr. Huang for help to crush this hat into extraordinary characteristics.  Chapter 113 The First Tarot Meeting

  When it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, Renekton sat back in the chair in the study, waiting for his first Tarot Meeting.

  It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, and an illusory, crimson light like a tide surged out, gradually drowning his vision.

  When his vision was restored, Renekton found that he had come to a palace above the gray fog, like a giant's residence.

  Renekton looked around. Sitting in front of him on the right was a lady whose face was shrouded in gray fog and could not be seen clearly, but at this stage, the only lady in the Tarot Meeting was Miss Justice.

  On his right was a tall boy. Renekton was sure that Little Sun should be younger than him, but the other party looked about two meters tall.

  On the right was the most mature person on the field, Mr. Hanged Man dressed as a storm priest.

  When Renekton scanned the members of the Tarot Meeting, Miss Justice and Little Sun, who was sitting next to him, also noticed this extra member.

  "This is Mr. 'White Tower'."

  Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the bronze long table, introduced him.

  Renekton stood up naturally and saluted each person present.

  Miss Justice also stood up happily and returned the salute, and introduced the other members of the Tarot Club:

  "Hello, my code name is 'Justice', the one next to you is Mr. 'Sun', and the one next to you is Mr. 'Hanged Man'."

  Renekton nodded to Miss Justice to express his gratitude.

  Seeing that everyone knew each other, the Hanged Man couldn't wait to speak:

  "Mr. Fool, I have collected a total of 19 pages of Roselle's diary this time."

  "My current memory limit is only six pages, please allow me to give it to you in several times."

  "No problem." Klein, who was shrouded in gray mist, responded.

  Renekton sat quietly in his seat, thinking divergently, waiting for Mr. Fool's speech after reading Roselle's diary.

  It was not until Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the bronze long table, tapped the edge of the bronze long table that Renekton came back to his senses.

  Klein's figure, shrouded in gray fog, scanned everyone present. In the state of spiritual vision, he found that the newly joined Mr. White Tower seemed to be in a daze just now, until he knocked on the bronze long table and came back to his senses.

  "This guy doesn't seem to have a very respectful attitude towards the great existence! Is it because of his own personality, or because Mr. Fool has not yet ascended to the position of the so-called great master above the spiritual world?"

  Retracting his thoughts, Klein suddenly had a new idea, so he made his voice sound low and calm and smiled:

  "Roselle's diary mentioned some common sense, which reminds me that I don't seem to have told you."

  Justice, the Hanged Man, and the Little Sun sitting below all responded accordingly. Renekton thought for a long time, but couldn't remember what Mr. Fool would say at this gathering. He also moved his body and pretended to listen.

  "The first common sense, the law of immortality of extraordinary characteristics."

  "The second common sense, the law of conservation of extraordinary characteristics in similar sequences."

  Klein's figure shrouded in gray fog watched the reactions of the crowd. Except for the newly joined Mr. White Tower, the reactions of the others showed that they were surprised and satisfied with the two pieces of information.

  "It seems that he knows a lot. We need to find a chance to get some information out of him. It would be great if I had a trumpet at this time." No one knew what Klein was thinking.

  "Why is it a similar sequence?" The Hanged Man Alger couldn't help asking.

  Klein chuckled: "What do you want to pay for the answer?"

  "Mr. Fool, what kind of reward do you want?"

  Miss Justice, who was sitting in front of Renekton on the right, was also very interested in the answer.

  Only Renekton and Little Sun remained silent. One already knew the answer, and the other thought that he couldn't come up with something to exchange.

  "Information about the Secret Society."

  Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, said the information he wanted.

  The scene was silent for a while, and finally it was the Hanged Man who broke the silence first.

  "I will collect and explore information about the Secret Society for you."

  "Can you pay the reward in advance?"

  Mr. Hanged Man asked very carefully.

  Renekton, who was watching this scene quietly, was about to tell Mr. Fool about Zaratul's intelligence, so he continued the Hanged Man's words and said,

  "Heh! I'll pay for you."

  Klein's figure, shrouded in gray fog, brightened up. The main target of his proposal for this deal was Mr. White Tower. The information that the Hanged Man knew had been mentioned last time. As for Miss Justice and Little Sun, it was highly likely that they didn't know this information.

  The others also looked at Renekton curiously, waiting for his next words.

  "The Secret Order is a secret organization founded in the Fourth Epoch. They control the path of the diviners. They are the least active organization among all secret organizations, and therefore are the least known by others. Every time they appear, they are chasing the relics of the Antigonus family."

  "Their leader Zaratul took a secret servant characteristic from Antigonus and has now become a secret servant of Sequence One, but has gone crazy because He is incomplete."

  "His historical pore image was cut and sealed in the Misty Town by the Goddess of Night. However, this does not affect His status. As long as someone opens the exit of the Misty Town, He will return to His original body and return to normal."

  Renekton introduced the information about Zaratul in detail. This is also one of Mr. Fool's future enemies.

  The scene became very quiet for a while, and no one spoke.

  Renekton was puzzled to see the silence of the scene:     "Hmm? Why don't you talk? Is there anything you don't understand?"

  "There are indeed many things I don't understand."

  Miss Justice said in a low voice. Then she added:

  "But it doesn't matter. This is the answer to Mr. Fool, although I am very curious."

  "No, Mr. Fool also has many questions. At this moment, I really need a trumpet!"

  Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, wailed in his heart. He wanted to ask clearly, but he couldn't speak because of his identity.

  "You can ask. I can tell you for free today. Maybe I will charge you in the future!"

  Renekton said with a chuckle.

  At this time, Renekton laughed happily in his heart, because he did it on purpose. He knew that Klein would have many things he didn't understand after hearing this explanation, but with Miss Justice, who was very curious, someone would continue to ask.

  Hmm. Whetting Mr. Fool's appetite will make people happy physically and mentally.

  "Can I take up some of your time, Mr. Fool?"

  Miss Justice immediately asked Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the bronze long table.

  "Yes." The Fool, who was shrouded in gray fog, nodded slightly.

  "Huh~ Miss Justice is indispensable to this gathering."

  Klein praised Miss Justice in his heart.

  After receiving the reply from Mr. Fool, Miss Justice turned to Renekton and said,

  "Mr. White Tower, I will pay a certain amount for this. This is the principle of equal exchange."

  Renekton nodded without comment.

  Little Sun and Hanged Man also proposed transactions one after another. They also had many questions about the information about the Secret Society that Renekton had just introduced.

  Miss Justice waited until everyone reached a consensus before speaking:

  "Mr. Baita, I am very curious about the Servant of Mysteries, the Historical Pore Images and the Misty Town. I wonder which questions you can answer?"

  Renekton nodded. He was not surprised by Miss Justice's questions:

  "The Servant of Mysteries is a Sequence One of the Diviner's Path. They are angels who serve the mysteries and have initially mastered the authority in the corresponding fields."

  "Historical Pore Images are the ability of Sequence Three of this path. They can summon images from the pores of history. They can be people, objects, others, or themselves."

  "The Misty Town is a secret world created by the Goddess of Night."

  "As for more content, I don't know much about it."

  After Renekton finished speaking, the scene was silent again.

  After a while, Miss Justice came back to her senses. Looking at the silent crowd, she was the first to speak and break the silence:

  "Thank you, Mr. White Tower. The information you revealed is enough. Well, high-end, or should I say high-end enough. This really fits my imagination of the mysterious world. I didn't expect that one day I would really hear others talk about these things."

  "This even involves the realm of the gods." The Hanged Man also spoke with admiration.

  Only Little Sun was a little confused. These were all things he didn't know, but he knew about the gods. The secret world created by the gods, he wondered if it would be the kingdom of the gods.

  Klein's figure shrouded in gray fog was also thinking about this information in his mind:

  "The Sequence One of my path is called the Mysterious Servant, serving the Mysterious Angel? Does Mysterious refer to the true god of this path? But the word Servant doesn't sound like it fits the status of Sequence One."

  "Ahem! Shouldn't we wait for Mr. Fool to give an answer? What I said is too far away from us. Just listen to it as a story."

  Renekton coughed twice, indicating that the topic should get back on track.

  "That's right, but this story is attractive enough. I wonder what kind of compensation you need, Mr. Baita? I find that the value of the information you said is far more than the compensation I expected before."

  Miss Justice still remembered the principle of equivalent exchange mentioned before.

  Little Sun and the Hanged Man also nodded in agreement. The Hanged Man nodded after seeing Justice and Little Sun express their opinions one after another.

  "Any channel and any sequence of extraordinary characteristics, give it to me at any time."

  Renekton thought for a while and gave an answer.

  "Any channel?" The Hanged Man asked in confusion.

  "Well, yes, I want to collect some extraordinary characteristics, and I can also use them for experiments."

  Renekton nodded and said the purpose of collecting extraordinary characteristics, and then added:

  "If you have any extraordinary characteristics or main materials for potions that you need to sell, you can sell them to me. I can trade with money, corresponding knowledge or items." Chapter 114 Adjacent Paths

  After Renekton released the demand for various Beyonder characteristics, the gathering got back on track.

  Mr. Fool began to explain the two previous laws:

  "The so-called similar sequences refer to several paths that can be interchanged with each other in higher sequences."

  "For example, a Beyonder in the Death Path Sequence 5 can not only be promoted to Sequence 4 in this path normally, but can also choose to be a Demon Hunter in the Giant Path Sequence 4."

  "This will not bring the danger of losing control, nor will it accumulate madness in the body."

  "Of course, this can only be a similar path."

  "It can be interchangeable!" Miss Justice's voice was both surprised and happy.

  This means that she will have more choices when she needs to be promoted in the future.

  Everyone had their own expressions, except Renekton, who had known all this for a long time.

  As everyone was thinking, Miss Justice spoke again:

  "Mr. Fool, I want to ask which paths can be exchanged with the audience path?"

  Just after saying this, Miss Justice's tone weakened again, and she added:

  "I can pay for this answer. How many gold pounds do you think it will cost, or do you need other items or information to trade?"

  "Mr. Fool, can I answer this question? I want to buy a large number of Beyonder characteristics, and I'm short of money recently."

  Renekton continued Miss Justice's words.

  "Okay."

  Although he was reluctant to part with the gold pounds, Klein didn't know which paths could be exchanged with the audience path.

  "Thank you for your kindness!"

  Renekton praised. Then he turned his eyes to Miss Justice and said:

  "Should I tell you directly?"

  Miss Justice hesitated for a moment, and slowly said:

  "Just tell me directly!"

  She felt that Mr. Fool had shared the knowledge with everyone today, and she should do the same.

  "There are four paths adjacent to the audience. I like to call them the 'Five Paths of Omniscience and Omnipotence'. These five paths are the audience, the sailor, the reader, the secret prayer, and the chanter."

  Since Miss Justice did not choose to communicate alone, Renekton directly said these five paths.

  "Five Paths of Omniscience and Omnipotence?" Miss Justice repeated in a low voice.

  There are many more paths adjacent to the audience path than she expected, which also means that in the future when she reaches Sequence 5, she will have five different choices.

  "Although Mr. Baita's path is uncertain, he said that he is a member of the Church of Knowledge, and he is likely to be a Beyonder of the Reader Path."

  Klein thought of this in his heart, and glanced at the people sitting below with a strange expression. It seems that except for himself, the rest of the members here are all people from these paths.

  "Is this a coincidence?" Klein frowned slightly and pondered in his heart.

  "Why is it called the Five Paths of Omniscience and Omnipotence?"

  Little Sun keenly noticed the prefix of Omniscience and Omnipotence.

  "I personally think this is more vivid, and another reason is that it is related to the omniscient and omnipotent God."

  Renekton had already guessed that Little Sun would react after he said the prefix of omniscience and omnipotence, but he should not know that the other party was in the God-forsaken Land as he had just joined the Tarot Club, so he did not explain in detail.

  "The omniscient and omnipotent God?"

  Little Sun looked at Renekton with burning eyes, wanting to know more information.

  "The omniscient and omnipotent God!"

  The rest of the Tarot Club's Justice, Hanged Man, and even Mr. Fool were also secretly surprised in their hearts.

  "Mr. White Tower, do you know more? I can use something to exchange." Little Sun asked hurriedly.

  "This is related to the authority of the gods."

  "For example, the reader path I am in represents omniscience!"

  Renekton didn't really want to answer this question right now, but he was a little greedy for the monster materials and extraordinary characteristics over at the Silver City.

  "So Mr. White Tower is from the Reader Path!"

  Miss Justice, who was sitting in the front right, nodded thoughtfully, and then asked curiously:

  "Which path represents omnipotence?"

  "Secret Prayer!"

  Miss Justice originally felt that it was a bit abrupt for her to ask this question suddenly, and thought that she could buy it with gold pounds, but Mr. White Tower answered her directly.

  "Thank you for your answer, Mr. White Tower, how much should I pay you?"

  Miss Justice nodded slightly in the direction where Renekton was sitting. She was very satisfied with the knowledge she gained today.     "Me too! But I don't have gold pounds, so I can only pay with materials from monsters. I wonder what kind of materials you need, Mr. White Tower?"

  Little Sun also spoke up.

  "Convert it into the reward just now, and treat it as the first friendship price!"

  Renekton didn't care too much about this problem. It was good to use this part of information to gain some benefits.

  Moreover, this Tarot Club has been delayed for too long, and he has to get back on track quickly. He is a little worried that Mr. Fool's spirituality at this stage will be like the last time he pulled himself above the gray fog.

  Then Miss Justice and the Hanged Man began their transaction. The main material of the mind reader's potion was the complete pituitary gland of an adult seven-colored lizard.

  Mr. Fool also took this opportunity to propose an attempt, an attempt at sacrifice and gifting ceremony.

  "Is this the first time I attend the Tarot Club?"

  Renekton sighed silently in his heart.

  Silently memorized the pattern shown by Mr. Fool, which was composed of the pupilless eye symbolizing secrecy and the twisted line symbolizing change.

  At the end of the party, Miss Justice proposed the idea of ​​developing new members:

  "Mr. Fool, I found two ladies who are suitable for our Tarot Club. They have their own circles and resources in Backlund and have good personalities. I wonder if you are willing to let them join?"

  "This requires some investigation."

  After Mr. Fool gave his answer, the party ended.

  After everyone left the gray fog, Klein curiously observed the pattern behind Renekton's chair. Last time, he didn't have time to observe it because his spiritual power couldn't support it.

  "A broken circle and the image of an open book page outlined by lines."

  "Is this the image of the circle behind him that he showed last time? Isn't it a pattern related to his own extraordinary path? Well, this can also be regarded as his own path, which is different from the path of the potion system."

  Klein looked at the group curiously and made corresponding guesses.

  Not long after, Klein heard the prayer of the Hanged Man. Klein saw the hazy door he had seen before appear behind the high-backed chair, and felt the spiritual power spreading in waves.

  In the unreal voice, the hazy door slowly opened!

  Klein received the pituitary gland of the seven-colored lizard dragon that the Hanged Man had offered through the sacrificial ceremony. The strong sense of accomplishment made him smile from the bottom of his heart.

  "The Tarot Club will be even more magical in the future."

  After finishing the Tarot Club, Renekton sat quietly in his study for a while, picked up a stack of white paper and a round-bellied fountain pen from the desk, and prepared to list some extraordinary materials that he needed more, and issue them as tasks in the next Tarot Club.

  "I definitely don't have enough money to collect extraordinary materials and characteristics. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to go out to sea and find kind pirates on the sea to borrow some money and characteristics to use."

  Renekton thought about how to raise funds quickly.

  Thinking of the balance in his bank account, Renekton couldn't help but sigh:

  "No wonder the Church of Knowledge is so generous in applying for materials. When it comes to research, the cost is simply not something that ordinary people can afford."

  Renekton's spirituality was touched. He stretched out his hand in the air in front of him and grasped it steadily, catching a golden book that fell from the spiritual world.

  After opening it, the contents inside were displayed line by line:

  I consulted a professional for your question. The situation that your crow melted in the mouth of the potion should be that it had a similar role-playing experience.

  Don't ask me how a crow can collect corpses for people. I don't know.

  However, I guess that the role of a corpse collector does not necessarily have to collect corpses for people. The corpses of animals and the corpses of the same species may also count. Maybe your crow often comes into contact with corpses, or it has a special talent.

  I have found the formula of the Sequence Eight potion for you. Remember to prepare the potion for it, and then tell me the changes after it takes the potion. The professional I consulted was very interested in it. If he hadn't been away from the southern continent for the time being, he would have come to see this crow in person.

  Also, why did your messenger change his appearance again? If it wasn't a little familiar, I would have thought you changed the messenger again.

  After reading this letter without a beginning or a signature, Renekton felt that Thea and himself were writing letters more and more casually. Even writing a diary has a date. Thea was writing the letter in the posture of a face-to-face conversation.

  He wrote down the formula of the gravedigger potion inside, and then raised his hand to send the messenger back to the spirit world.

  Renekton was ready to get up and look for materials to see if there were enough to prepare a gravedigger potion.

  Suddenly, a thick gray fog surged in front of him, and a picture appeared in the depths of the gray fog. A beautiful girl with blonde hair and blue eyes was saying something in a praying posture:

  "Dear Mr. Fool, please tell Mr. White Tower that I will prepare his reward tomorrow and send it to your kingdom of God in the form of a sacrifice."

  There were repeated voices echoing in my ears, but I could still clearly recognize the specific content.

  "The process of the ritual is the same as described before, just change the prayer."

  "Your faithful servant prays for your attention, prays for you to open the door to the kingdom, and prays for your power."

  "Use the binary ritual method!"

  Mr. Fool also made additional instructions, and then the gray mist in Renekton's eyes dissipated, and the scene in his eyes returned to normal.  Chapter 115 Bobcat

  Renekton went out and replenished the materials needed for the Gravedigger Potion. Fortunately, the materials missing were only ordinary materials, which could be easily purchased.

  Renekton quickly prepared a bottle of thick light green liquid according to the potion formula given by Thea.

  Renekton looked at the potion in his hand and sighed:

  "This potion is really becoming more and more like poison!"

  He called the crow that was following Bugs Bunny as a tool bird, handed over the potion in his hand, and asked again:

  "This is the Sequence 8 Gravedigger Potion. Are you sure you have digested the Sequence 9 potion?"

  "Digested, it digested when I drank it."

  The crow flapped its wings, its eyes fixed on the potion in Renekton's hand.

  Renekton nodded, then simulated the spell ability of the water domain and controlled the potion to be poured into the crow's mouth.

  With the experience of the last time, the crow was not afraid anymore, and directly tilted its neck to catch the potion without leaking a drop.

  Then the crow stood there in a trance. Except for the feathers on its tail growing longer, there was no change on its body, as if it was not affected by the potion.

  But under the gaze of the Secret Eye, Renekton clearly saw that the crow's body was getting stronger.

  It lasted for about three to five minutes, and the crow's eyes returned to normal again, but the feathers on its tail did not completely change from the previous length. It was about one-third longer than before.

  "Boss, I seem to have seen a very big bird. No matter how I look up, I can only see its feathers." The crow said with some doubt.

  "Huh? Anything else?"

  Renekton was a little confused. This should not be a normal promotion phenomenon.

  The crow shook his head: "No more."

  Renekton took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose and carefully used the Secret Eye to look at the crow in front of him. There was no abnormality. The only change was that the feathers on its tail had grown a little longer.

  Renekton put on his glasses again and continued to ask:

  "Are there any signs of digestion of your gravedigger potion?"

  "No, not at all."

  The crow shook his head.

  "Well, you should get familiar with your extraordinary abilities first."

  Renekton did not continue to ask.

  After the crow left, Renekton summoned his messenger and asked it to send a piece of white paper to Xia. He also tore a piece of white paper from the book.

  After waiting for a while, a line of words appeared on the white paper in front of Renekton:

  "What's the matter? Have you given your crow the Gravedigger Potion?"

  Renekton quickly picked up the pen beside him and wrote down the problem of his crow on the paper:

  "It has taken the Gravedigger Potion, but it didn't digest it at all this time. In addition, it saw a huge bird when it was promoted, but it didn't see the whole picture of the bird. After the promotion, the feathers on its tail grew longer."

  In a manor on the southern continent, Xia frowned at the contents of the paper, and after a while she wrote:

  "I see, I will help you check this problem and tell you when I have the answer."

  "Didn't you say before that ordinary people can also become spirit world warlocks? Is there a mature system? If so, I can help you promote it!"

  Renekton didn't expect Xia to bring the topic to spirit world warlocks all of a sudden, so he had to write:

  "I'll go ask and tell you when I know!"

  Xia replied quickly:

  "Okay, let's talk next time, I have to go out."

  "By the way, practice your handwriting when you have time. It's too ugly to look at."

  Renekton looked at his handwriting on the white paper in silence, and compared it with Thea's handwriting. He threw the white paper on the table into the air and sent it into the spirit world.

  "I should really practice my handwriting." Renekton whispered.

  Thinking of what Thea had asked just now, Renekton suddenly wanted to try whether there was an animal clone of Mr. Huang in Backlund.

  He did it as soon as he thought of it. Renekton immediately recited Mr. Huang's honorific name:

  "The dependent of knowledge and wisdom, the ancient guardian, the eyes that see through the world, the wise man sitting in the sky, the guardian of reason and knowledge."

  After reciting this honorific name, nothing happened around. Renekton waited in the study for a while.

  A blue-gray short-tailed cat suddenly jumped in from the window, and Renekton and the cat stared at each other for a while.

  "Are you Mr. Huang's clone in Backlund?"     Renekton's prying eyes didn't see anything special, so he had to ask a tentative question.

  "You came to me just to confirm this?"

  The bobcat said impatiently.

  "Your temper is different from that crow."

  Renekton didn't care about the other party's tone, but said curiously.

  The bobcat squatting on the ground showed a contemptuous look:

  "I'm not an angel of the wrong path. I can't integrate all the clones by myself. Only in some important places will there be such a clone."

  "They usually act based on their own will. When there is an important matter, I will invest part of my consciousness into the clone to synchronize the information, but the character and habits of the clone itself will not change because of this."

  "Like now?" Renekton asked curiously.

  "Yes, this cat is now a part of me."

  "What do you want to talk to me about?"

  Renekton felt that the tone of the short-tailed cat was getting more and more impatient, so he stopped talking about this topic and said,

  "Can ordinary people join the system of spiritual world warlocks now?"

  The short-tailed cat changed its squatting posture and licked its paws:

  "Yes, but the upper limit is still very low, roughly equivalent to the level between sequence nine and sequence eight. It can use the power of the spiritual world to use simple divination and some magic spells."

  "And it needs potions to stabilize its own mental state and increase the body's adaptability to the power of the spiritual world."

  Renekton was not surprised by this. It was not so easy for a brand new system to appear. Now the progress is very fast.

  "In terms of potions, the Church of the Earth is better at it. Can't we ask them for help?"

  When it comes to potions, Renekton's first reaction is the pharmacist path. As the mother goddess of the earth, Lilith should have the most say in this regard.

  "Who do you think was fighting in the Forsaken War?"

  The bobcat's tone was particularly disdainful, and Renekton even felt that it would jump up and give him a claw.

  Renekton fell silent. Could he say that he had forgotten this history? Of course not, otherwise he would be facing a history test:

  "Although the two churches have hatred, these two gods should not care about this, right?"

  "Don't presume to speculate on the thoughts of the gods!"

  The bobcat warned Renekton very seriously.

  Renekton had to change his mind and spoke again:

  "Then can we find the vampires? They belong to the path of pharmacists, and the vampire barons are also known as potion professors. They should be very knowledgeable about potions."

  "It's not time yet!"

  The bobcat did not explicitly reject the proposal.

  "Don't use this honorific name in Backlund. This is the place of the tyrant and the night who likes to think with their limbs more than their brains. If the clone I left here is discovered, it will probably become a war between gods in the end." After

  warning Renekton, the bobcat turned and jumped out of the window and left.

  Renekton had many questions to ask, but the other party didn't give him a chance and just turned and left.

  "It seems that the reason it showed up was to stop me from reciting this honorific name in Backlund. What's wrong with this honorific name? It's just an angel of the God of Knowledge. It shouldn't be to the point of triggering a war of gods!"

  Renekton was a little confused, but the bobcat had already left.

  Renekton got up from the reclining chair and prepared to go out to purchase a batch of materials.

  There are still several copies of the remaining extraordinary characteristics. Renekton wants to try to see if he can use these extraordinary characteristics to make special items with extraordinary abilities.

  As the adjacent path of the generalist, Renekton thinks that the path of the peeper, which represents the knowledge of the mysterious side, should also be able to make some special magical items.

  This is the inspiration that Renekton got from Roselle's ability to "give the power of substance to abstract knowledge" to make the blasphemous card. Although he does not have the ability of the emperor of knowledge, he can pray to the hidden sage.

  "If combined with the ability of mysterious reappearance, there should be unexpected gains. Unfortunately, I can't be promoted to Sequence 4 for the time being."

  Renekton sighed, and became even more impatient for Sequence 4. Renekton has been coveting the ability of the mystic for a long time.