After all, it wasn't the beginning, so Klein still had some trust in her. He didn't refute her, but just glared at Alice.
When they packed up their things and set out on their journey again, Klein still chose to satisfy Alice and let her experience the feeling of encountering zombies.
Alice didn't seem to enjoy the experience very much, and after satisfying her curiosity, she never mentioned it again.
The journey in the dark was boring. Alice instigated Klein to search for the cities in the "God-forsaken Land". Klein did not refuse, but the cities here were not easy to find.
After half a week, Alice finally lost her patience and confirmed with Klein:
"Can your historical projection retain its original skills?"
"What do you want to do?" Klein asked doubtfully.
"Can you try to summon a plane and a pilot..." Alice suggested.
It seems to work...
Klein was tempted, but he quickly ruled it out because he could find a suitable plane but not a pilot.
So this proposal was rejected, and Alice turned around and invited Klein's two secret dolls to play cards with her. After discovering that the two secret dolls seemed to have no communication but were actually cheating behind the scenes, Alice angrily manipulated the cards they drew, allowing Klein to witness the limitations of cheating.
So Mr. Merlin Hermes mixed illusions and historical projections into the cards of his two assistants, intending to break the spell of luck. Unfortunately, he was discovered.
The good news is that they successfully delayed the time to the Monday of the new week. In order to avoid missing time in the "God-Forsaken Land", Klein placed a pocket watch on the "Source Castle" to confirm the time.
At the Tarot Club, Alice learned that Leonard or Pales planned to stay in Backlund, and Leonard issued a missing person commission, asking others to help him find a female witch named Rita Skeeter.
When Leonard made this request, Klein looked at Alice without hesitation and saw her expression as she was trying hard to hold back her laughter.
He didn't get angry on the spot. It was not until the Tarot Club was over that Klein asked about Rita Skeeter in the real world.
"This is the signature of that comic..." Alice answered truthfully, "Then Pales wanted to know who Rita Skeeter was, so I told him that Rita Skeeter was a witch, not a transgender witch. She was originally a woman..."
Alice roughly repeated her description of Rita Skeeter, including the content related to the quill pen. Klein asked hesitantly:
"Are you sure this won't remind Him of Adam?"
"That has nothing to do with me." Ellie said without hesitation.
Klein glanced at Alice and was about to say something when Alice suddenly leaned forward and shouted:
“Stop it now!”
Klein subconsciously stepped on the brakes, slowing the vehicle down, and finally stopped dangerously in front of a huge ravine.
Alice opened the car door and jumped out, followed closely by Klein. He removed the historical projection of the vehicle and summoned a bright flashlight, filling the front with light.
Then, within the range of the light, several gullies appeared in front of them. Alice looked down at the gully in front of her, jumped to the other side with force, and then turned her head and said:
“Although they are not too deep, but…
"I think we'd better walk over there next."
Klein had no objection. Just as he was about to take a step forward, Alice signaled him to stop. He turned his head and glanced behind him, frowning slightly.
"In the fog..." she murmured, "there is a smell of curse."
Klein was slightly startled. He looked carefully and saw a thin gray-yellow mist in front of him under the light of the flashlight. He frowned and stood there. Alice stretched out a hand and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Do you want me to pull you over?"
After a few seconds of silence, Klein walked over.
"This curse is very dangerous," Alice shook her head. "Although I don't know the specific effect, it must be very dangerous."
Klein turned serious after hearing that. He followed Alice forward, holding a lantern.
This was a wasteland, a huge wasteland filled with gray and yellow fog. There were large and small wounds on the ground. The further they went in, the deeper and larger the wounds became. In the later stages, the gullies on the ground no longer allowed them to walk through the middle, and they had to jump over or step over them.
Alice was now in high spirits. She seemed to be playing some interesting level-breaking game. She jumped up and down on the ground without even looking at Klein. Klein's mouth twitched, and he tried it too. He thought the game was really fun.
——The premise is that no one sees it.
With Alice present, Klein still behaved like a mature and steady adult. He didn't continue after a brief attempt, at least he didn't act like he was joking.
The fog became thicker as they moved forward. After walking for more than ten minutes, accompanied by a bolt of lightning from the sky, a blue-black Cyclops several dozen meters tall appeared in front of them.
"Hush," Alice gasped, "his model is so ugly."
This was true. The Cyclops' body was covered with signs of decay and pus. His eyes were sunken and lifeless. It was obvious that he had already lost his life.
But he was still wandering around, with a gray-yellow gas filling his body, interweaving into clouds in the air and creating fog in the wasteland.
The fog they saw now came from the giant in front of them!
Klein turned his head to look at Alice. Alice looked back at him with a strange expression and said:
“It’s dead.”
“Dead?” Klein looked confused.
Alice nodded slightly, looked at the giant who was still wandering around, and shook her head.
"Go around it."
Of course Klein had no objection. They avoided the giant's path and waited until the giant wandered a little further away before preparing to cross the ravine near the giant. However, Alice paused. She stared at the ground in a daze and then shouted:
"Klein, look down..."
The flashlight pointed to the bottom of the deep crack, revealing a thick and broad gray-white building complex. Klein recalled the scene of the ancient sun god appearing in the divination screen, and he understood something. He said to Alice:
“This should be…”
His voice stopped, because with the sweep of the flashlight, he could see the whole picture of the building complex. That architectural style did not belong to the Fifth Age, but also did not belong to the Quaternary Age, the Tertiary Age, or even the earlier Second Age.
That is...
Klein held his breath and looked at Alice. Alice asked in a daze:
"If we look at the map... where should Chernobyl be?"
"I don't know. I can't see the whole thing. I don't know where this corresponds to, but..." Klein shook his head. "These buildings should come from..."
He didn't say it, but everyone knew the answer. Alice shook her head and sighed:
“It’s been preserved until today…”
“…If I’m not mistaken,” Klein glanced at Alice, “this seems to be the place where that person crawled out…”
"Here?" Alice was stunned. "Here... underground here?!"
Klein nodded, and Alice cursed, "Fuck, he really crawled out of the sea!"
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After hearing Chinese for the first time in a long time, Klein realized that Alice was probably very excited at the moment. He looked at Alice in confusion and asked:
"What's wrong?"
“I’m a little shocked…” Alice had a strange expression. “When I told Lovia that He was the sun that rose from the sea, I didn’t expect it to be true… Hiss, crawling out like this, born as a High Sequence… Is He really still himself?”
This passage seemed to reveal some information, but it also seemed to reveal nothing. Klein only keenly grasped one key point:
"In a special case like ours, we were high sequence at the beginning...will something bad happen?"
Alice was silent for a moment, then smiled and said:
"The castle's masters sensed their impending death. Before death came, they captured prisoners and locked them up in their respective castles. When the time was right, they would wake the prisoners up and take over their bodies, but...
"The bodies of mortals are too weak. Before this, they need mortals to evolve into mythical creatures...
"If evolution is completed step by step, you will have enough time to get familiar with and master the power, and then you may still have the strength to fight. But if it is completed all at once, you will become a pitiful sacrifice as soon as you open your eyes...
“This is what we experienced.”
Although he didn’t directly explain what the castle and its owner were, his words were already very clear. Klein felt awe in his heart, and he lowered his voice and asked:
"The owner of the castle... is it the spiritual will remaining in the Beyonder characteristics? No, those are scattered. There should be a most powerful will..."
"...If you guess again, I recommend you call Miss Justice," Alice gritted her teeth, "Stop thinking about it, or forget everything you just said!"
Klein immediately became alert and began to use meditation to control his thoughts.
Alice didn't give him much time. Before the wandering giant approached them, Alice pulled Klein away as if she had seen a ghost. She seemed extremely disgusted by the rotting and festering image of the Cyclops. Klein glanced at the Cyclops, then curiously asked Alice:
“I’m curious, what type of image are you more afraid of?
"In my impression, most of the time you express disgust and disgust towards other creatures. I don't seem to have seen you feel scared because of a certain appearance..."
"No," Alice shook her head gravely. "If a ship with breasts told me it wanted to have a child with me, I should be horrified."
Klein fell silent. He thought of a tree covered with genitals.
"That's certainly something to be feared," he agreed, "but I don't think that's what I meant."
"If you have to pick one, it would be a snake or a bug," Alice spread her hands. "One reminds me of my closest friend in the past, and the other reminds me of my closest friend now."
“?” Klein took a moment to match the two titles to the people. “What about me?”
“You’re a bug too?” Alice glanced at him in confusion. “In my eyes, you’re just a bunch of bugs put together… Well, not that exaggerated. You’re only a demigod, so you still look like a human…”
“…So this is what you saw!” Klein’s eyes widened. “In your eyes…?”
"Not really," Alice shook her head. "It's hard for me to describe that perspective to you... Well, it's like, I can see at the same time... uh, one is you in the eyes of the public, one is your true image, and another one..."
She paused, then continued:
"Another one is your fate in the short term. For example, you might eat or drink something next, which are usually insignificant things. If I look a little more carefully, I can see the changes in your long-term fate. For example, sometimes I will see that your fate suddenly has twists and turns..."
Klein nodded thoughtfully, and then continued to pester:
"So, the closest friend you're talking about now is not me, but Amon, right?"
"You're talking about this..." Alice glanced at him, "Didn't I tell you at the beginning? You are now the tableware I picked up."
“…Let’s keep moving forward.” Klein gave up on communicating with her.
Alice shrugged her shoulders, turned around and walked forward, moving away from the Cyclops, while continuing:
“And seriously, that just now…it was just so gross!
"I must, must not touch that kind of thing!
"I always feel that if I touch myself, I will get pus on my body, and I can't wash it off no matter how hard I try... Can you imagine? It's just a huge bathtub filled with yellow-green pus, and you soak in it, and there are bubbles gurgling around you..."
“That’s enough!” Klein interrupted her sharply, “There’s no need for you to disgust me as well!”
"Look," Alice spread her hands, "it's not my problem if you think it's disgusting."
Klein said politely:
“But when I first saw it, I didn’t imagine such a specific, such… such a rich picture.
"I think the main reason is that you have such a rich imagination..."
"...Maybe this is the quality required to interpret the revelations of fate," Alice said expressionlessly, "Because you can't do it, you are just a 'fortune teller'."
When they packed up their things and set out on their journey again, Klein still chose to satisfy Alice and let her experience the feeling of encountering zombies.
Alice didn't seem to enjoy the experience very much, and after satisfying her curiosity, she never mentioned it again.
The journey in the dark was boring. Alice instigated Klein to search for the cities in the "God-forsaken Land". Klein did not refuse, but the cities here were not easy to find.
After half a week, Alice finally lost her patience and confirmed with Klein:
"Can your historical projection retain its original skills?"
"What do you want to do?" Klein asked doubtfully.
"Can you try to summon a plane and a pilot..." Alice suggested.
It seems to work...
Klein was tempted, but he quickly ruled it out because he could find a suitable plane but not a pilot.
So this proposal was rejected, and Alice turned around and invited Klein's two secret dolls to play cards with her. After discovering that the two secret dolls seemed to have no communication but were actually cheating behind the scenes, Alice angrily manipulated the cards they drew, allowing Klein to witness the limitations of cheating.
So Mr. Merlin Hermes mixed illusions and historical projections into the cards of his two assistants, intending to break the spell of luck. Unfortunately, he was discovered.
The good news is that they successfully delayed the time to the Monday of the new week. In order to avoid missing time in the "God-Forsaken Land", Klein placed a pocket watch on the "Source Castle" to confirm the time.
At the Tarot Club, Alice learned that Leonard or Pales planned to stay in Backlund, and Leonard issued a missing person commission, asking others to help him find a female witch named Rita Skeeter.
When Leonard made this request, Klein looked at Alice without hesitation and saw her expression as she was trying hard to hold back her laughter.
He didn't get angry on the spot. It was not until the Tarot Club was over that Klein asked about Rita Skeeter in the real world.
"This is the signature of that comic..." Alice answered truthfully, "Then Pales wanted to know who Rita Skeeter was, so I told him that Rita Skeeter was a witch, not a transgender witch. She was originally a woman..."
Alice roughly repeated her description of Rita Skeeter, including the content related to the quill pen. Klein asked hesitantly:
"Are you sure this won't remind Him of Adam?"
"That has nothing to do with me." Ellie said without hesitation.
Klein glanced at Alice and was about to say something when Alice suddenly leaned forward and shouted:
“Stop it now!”
Klein subconsciously stepped on the brakes, slowing the vehicle down, and finally stopped dangerously in front of a huge ravine.
Alice opened the car door and jumped out, followed closely by Klein. He removed the historical projection of the vehicle and summoned a bright flashlight, filling the front with light.
Then, within the range of the light, several gullies appeared in front of them. Alice looked down at the gully in front of her, jumped to the other side with force, and then turned her head and said:
“Although they are not too deep, but…
"I think we'd better walk over there next."
Klein had no objection. Just as he was about to take a step forward, Alice signaled him to stop. He turned his head and glanced behind him, frowning slightly.
"In the fog..." she murmured, "there is a smell of curse."
Klein was slightly startled. He looked carefully and saw a thin gray-yellow mist in front of him under the light of the flashlight. He frowned and stood there. Alice stretched out a hand and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Do you want me to pull you over?"
After a few seconds of silence, Klein walked over.
"This curse is very dangerous," Alice shook her head. "Although I don't know the specific effect, it must be very dangerous."
Klein turned serious after hearing that. He followed Alice forward, holding a lantern.
This was a wasteland, a huge wasteland filled with gray and yellow fog. There were large and small wounds on the ground. The further they went in, the deeper and larger the wounds became. In the later stages, the gullies on the ground no longer allowed them to walk through the middle, and they had to jump over or step over them.
Alice was now in high spirits. She seemed to be playing some interesting level-breaking game. She jumped up and down on the ground without even looking at Klein. Klein's mouth twitched, and he tried it too. He thought the game was really fun.
——The premise is that no one sees it.
With Alice present, Klein still behaved like a mature and steady adult. He didn't continue after a brief attempt, at least he didn't act like he was joking.
The fog became thicker as they moved forward. After walking for more than ten minutes, accompanied by a bolt of lightning from the sky, a blue-black Cyclops several dozen meters tall appeared in front of them.
"Hush," Alice gasped, "his model is so ugly."
This was true. The Cyclops' body was covered with signs of decay and pus. His eyes were sunken and lifeless. It was obvious that he had already lost his life.
But he was still wandering around, with a gray-yellow gas filling his body, interweaving into clouds in the air and creating fog in the wasteland.
The fog they saw now came from the giant in front of them!
Klein turned his head to look at Alice. Alice looked back at him with a strange expression and said:
“It’s dead.”
“Dead?” Klein looked confused.
Alice nodded slightly, looked at the giant who was still wandering around, and shook her head.
"Go around it."
Of course Klein had no objection. They avoided the giant's path and waited until the giant wandered a little further away before preparing to cross the ravine near the giant. However, Alice paused. She stared at the ground in a daze and then shouted:
"Klein, look down..."
The flashlight pointed to the bottom of the deep crack, revealing a thick and broad gray-white building complex. Klein recalled the scene of the ancient sun god appearing in the divination screen, and he understood something. He said to Alice:
“This should be…”
His voice stopped, because with the sweep of the flashlight, he could see the whole picture of the building complex. That architectural style did not belong to the Fifth Age, but also did not belong to the Quaternary Age, the Tertiary Age, or even the earlier Second Age.
That is...
Klein held his breath and looked at Alice. Alice asked in a daze:
"If we look at the map... where should Chernobyl be?"
"I don't know. I can't see the whole thing. I don't know where this corresponds to, but..." Klein shook his head. "These buildings should come from..."
He didn't say it, but everyone knew the answer. Alice shook her head and sighed:
“It’s been preserved until today…”
“…If I’m not mistaken,” Klein glanced at Alice, “this seems to be the place where that person crawled out…”
"Here?" Alice was stunned. "Here... underground here?!"
Klein nodded, and Alice cursed, "Fuck, he really crawled out of the sea!"
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After hearing Chinese for the first time in a long time, Klein realized that Alice was probably very excited at the moment. He looked at Alice in confusion and asked:
"What's wrong?"
“I’m a little shocked…” Alice had a strange expression. “When I told Lovia that He was the sun that rose from the sea, I didn’t expect it to be true… Hiss, crawling out like this, born as a High Sequence… Is He really still himself?”
This passage seemed to reveal some information, but it also seemed to reveal nothing. Klein only keenly grasped one key point:
"In a special case like ours, we were high sequence at the beginning...will something bad happen?"
Alice was silent for a moment, then smiled and said:
"The castle's masters sensed their impending death. Before death came, they captured prisoners and locked them up in their respective castles. When the time was right, they would wake the prisoners up and take over their bodies, but...
"The bodies of mortals are too weak. Before this, they need mortals to evolve into mythical creatures...
"If evolution is completed step by step, you will have enough time to get familiar with and master the power, and then you may still have the strength to fight. But if it is completed all at once, you will become a pitiful sacrifice as soon as you open your eyes...
“This is what we experienced.”
Although he didn’t directly explain what the castle and its owner were, his words were already very clear. Klein felt awe in his heart, and he lowered his voice and asked:
"The owner of the castle... is it the spiritual will remaining in the Beyonder characteristics? No, those are scattered. There should be a most powerful will..."
"...If you guess again, I recommend you call Miss Justice," Alice gritted her teeth, "Stop thinking about it, or forget everything you just said!"
Klein immediately became alert and began to use meditation to control his thoughts.
Alice didn't give him much time. Before the wandering giant approached them, Alice pulled Klein away as if she had seen a ghost. She seemed extremely disgusted by the rotting and festering image of the Cyclops. Klein glanced at the Cyclops, then curiously asked Alice:
“I’m curious, what type of image are you more afraid of?
"In my impression, most of the time you express disgust and disgust towards other creatures. I don't seem to have seen you feel scared because of a certain appearance..."
"No," Alice shook her head gravely. "If a ship with breasts told me it wanted to have a child with me, I should be horrified."
Klein fell silent. He thought of a tree covered with genitals.
"That's certainly something to be feared," he agreed, "but I don't think that's what I meant."
"If you have to pick one, it would be a snake or a bug," Alice spread her hands. "One reminds me of my closest friend in the past, and the other reminds me of my closest friend now."
“?” Klein took a moment to match the two titles to the people. “What about me?”
“You’re a bug too?” Alice glanced at him in confusion. “In my eyes, you’re just a bunch of bugs put together… Well, not that exaggerated. You’re only a demigod, so you still look like a human…”
“…So this is what you saw!” Klein’s eyes widened. “In your eyes…?”
"Not really," Alice shook her head. "It's hard for me to describe that perspective to you... Well, it's like, I can see at the same time... uh, one is you in the eyes of the public, one is your true image, and another one..."
She paused, then continued:
"Another one is your fate in the short term. For example, you might eat or drink something next, which are usually insignificant things. If I look a little more carefully, I can see the changes in your long-term fate. For example, sometimes I will see that your fate suddenly has twists and turns..."
Klein nodded thoughtfully, and then continued to pester:
"So, the closest friend you're talking about now is not me, but Amon, right?"
"You're talking about this..." Alice glanced at him, "Didn't I tell you at the beginning? You are now the tableware I picked up."
“…Let’s keep moving forward.” Klein gave up on communicating with her.
Alice shrugged her shoulders, turned around and walked forward, moving away from the Cyclops, while continuing:
“And seriously, that just now…it was just so gross!
"I must, must not touch that kind of thing!
"I always feel that if I touch myself, I will get pus on my body, and I can't wash it off no matter how hard I try... Can you imagine? It's just a huge bathtub filled with yellow-green pus, and you soak in it, and there are bubbles gurgling around you..."
“That’s enough!” Klein interrupted her sharply, “There’s no need for you to disgust me as well!”
"Look," Alice spread her hands, "it's not my problem if you think it's disgusting."
Klein said politely:
“But when I first saw it, I didn’t imagine such a specific, such… such a rich picture.
"I think the main reason is that you have such a rich imagination..."
"...Maybe this is the quality required to interpret the revelations of fate," Alice said expressionlessly, "Because you can't do it, you are just a 'fortune teller'."
