"What?" Old Kohler asked without hearing clearly.

Klein looked at the bumpy road ahead and snorted in self-mockery.

"nothing.

“I hope Liv and her family can get out of their current situation and live better and better lives.”

He was indeed speaking from his heart just now. As the successor of the new era of the Big Foodie Empire, it was a normal instinctive reaction for him to think of revolution, mobilizing the masses, and changing the world. But thinking about it carefully and analyzing specific issues specifically, he felt that the poor could not save themselves by themselves, because there were extraordinary powers in this world, and some of them were quite strange and could not be solved by guns and cannons, just like Sequence 5 "Ghost" of the "Alien" pathway.

This is one aspect. On the other hand, due to the limitations of the law of conservation of extraordinary characteristics and the availability of materials, extraordinary powers cannot be popularized, and the advantage in numbers is difficult to transform into effective combat power. Even if it can be popularized, as long as the problem of loss of control is not solved, it will also bring disaster.

If there were no High-Sequence Powerhouses, these problems could actually be solved to a certain extent. However, in the real world, not only do there exist demigods, but there are also various sealed objects that can cause people to die without knowing how they died. Furthermore, the gods are real and high above us.

In this way, it will not be a big problem for the poor to protest through strikes and marches, but once they take up arms and build an army, they will inevitably encounter an irresistible counterattack, and large-scale natural disasters and large-scale psychological implications are not impossible.

Most of the organizations that can compete with the official extraordinary institutions are secret organizations, which often have evil attributes. If you join forces with them, death may not be the most tragic ending. Therefore, if you want to succeed on the road of revolution, the most promising way is to win the support of one or several churches.

How much concessions can the vested interests make just by relying on strikes and demonstrations? Bribing them would be much easier... On the contrary, the last time the "True Creator" almost took advantage of the miserable situation of the poor to descend on Backlund, the Goddess Church and the nobles who knew about it seemed to have been touched. This can be seen from the investigation mission accepted by reporter Mike and the feedback from Miss "Justice"... Klein thought endlessly about the East District, the Dock District, and the Factory District.

At the end, he couldn't help but sighed in his heart

“After much thought, I think that using the threat of the evil god’s arrival is the most likely way to improve the situation of the poor.

“But the evil god is the one who is most eager to absorb their flesh and blood and devour their souls, and is most likely to bring about a disaster that no one can escape.

"This is such a wonderful irony."

…………

In Queens, in Earl Hall's luxurious villa.

Because Dr. Eslant had other things to do later, Audrey started her second psychology class of the week early.

Susie was even more excited than her. She rushed into the study early and even left aside her favorite ball game.

In this class, Audrey deliberately showed her curiosity and asked from time to time about the psychological knowledge related to the mysterious field that Eslant had taught last time.

At the end of the course, Eslant finally spoke carefully.

"Ms. Audrey, we are organizing a seminar on this topic. Many members have professional research in the intersection of psychology and mysticism. Are you interested in joining?"

"Of course!" Audrey nodded without hesitation, perfectly fitting her own image as an innocent and curious girl.

Islant smiled.

"Remember to keep it a secret. As you know, your elders are quite prejudiced against the occult. I will take you with me in the next class."

"No problem." Audrey gave an affirmative answer with a little excitement.

After sending the waist-length-haired Islant out of the study, she closed the door, faced the mirror next to the bookcase, and remained elegant and quiet for two seconds.

Then, she lifted her skirt, took a step and did a roundabout move in a court dance, then looked at herself in the mirror and smiled sweetly.

"Audrey, you're awesome!"

Audrey knew that she had taken the first step into the Psychological Alchemist Society. Although the seminar was probably just an outer circle and there would certainly be many tests to come, it did allow her to open the door to the Psychological Alchemist Society.

During this process, she did not rely on any external forces, but relied entirely on her own observation and performance to perfectly deceive Dr. Islam, so she was very proud.

"That seminar sounds interesting." Susie came over and wagged her tail. "Audrey, can I join?"

Join? Looking at her golden-haired dog with round eyes, Audrey fell into deep thought.

She let out a long "hmm"

"Susie, not for now, you, you are too conspicuous..."

At this point, she changed the subject and smiled lightly.

"But I can take you with me."

…………

On Friday night, Klein took his "master key" and black cane and walked out of 15 Minsk Street - without the latter, he estimated that he would not be able to come back today.

He was going to "find" Dr. Allen, enter his dream, and find out where the nightmare related to Will Auceptin came from.

As for where Dr. Allen lived, he had already found out yesterday that it was 3 Burningham Road, Hillston District.

By the time Klein arrived there, it was already past 11 o'clock. The lights in the surrounding streets were dim, and it was quiet and dull.

After flipping a coin and doing some divination, Klein passed through the iron fence outside, went around to the side, used the "master key" to open an invisible passage in the wall, and entered the dark corridor.

With his nimble steps, he silently went up to the second floor and hid in an unoccupied guest room.

After making sure that Dr. Allen and his wife were asleep, Klein penetrated the wall and entered their bedroom.

The first thing he did was to take out the "Sleeping Charm" and whisper the incantation, causing Dr. Allen's wife to fall into a true deep sleep so that she would not wake up suddenly and disturb his subsequent dreams of her husband.

Then, Klein sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, holding the Dream Spell in his hand, and whispered an ancient Hermetic word:

"Scarlet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the talisman in his palm become light, as if it had become a weightless illusory object.

With the infusion of spirituality, the transparent flame enveloped the talisman, burning in a deep and tranquil black.

Driven by Klein's will, the black color spread out, covering Dr. Allen and himself.

Klein quickly entered a meditative state and saw the endless darkness and the lonely oval ball of light.

His spirituality reached out and touched the illusory and hazy things.

The world around him suddenly turned upside down and twisted back again. Klein unknowingly found himself on a barren plain with dark stones under his feet and not even a blade of grass.

In the center of the plain stood a black spire, with a huge silver-white snake coiled on it. Its head was already erected, and its bright red eyes were staring coldly in that direction.

Different from what Dr. Allen described, this giant silver snake had no real scales, but instead had dense patterns and symbols on its body. These formed a series of wheels connected to each other, and each wheel had different signs around it.

The wheels on the giant snake's tail and head were only half each, which looked quite inconsistent and seemed to be enough to drive someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder to death. But Klein imagined that if the silver-white giant snake could bite its own tail with its mouth, the wheel would be complete, and everything would become perfect, without any incompleteness or change.

Beside Klein, Dr. Allen looked ahead blankly, approaching the dark spire step by step.

It can be confirmed that no one guided Dr. Allen... Excluding the "nightmare" type of extraordinary ability... Klein quickly made a judgment.

He did not try to stop Dr. Allen, but followed him from the side and walked towards the dark spire and the silver giant snake.

They had only taken a few steps when the target came before them. The giant silver snake lowered its upper body, as if figuring out how to enjoy the dessert that was delivered to its mouth.

Its mouth was wide open, but no fishy smell came out. Its red eyes were cold and ruthless, and it looked at everything as if it were prey, but without any hint of murderousness or cruelty.

In front of it, everything seems small and equal because of its smallness.

The giant snake did not launch an attack in the end. Klein followed Dr. Allen through an old and rotten wooden door and entered the dark tower.

Just as Alan had described before, the layout here was extremely chaotic. The stairs first spiraled upwards and then fell diagonally. Some of the halls, libraries and rooms were normal, some were inverted, and some were embedded in other parts. This was a building that could not exist in the real world.

After passing through doors and walls, Klein no longer knew where in the black tower he was. Perhaps it was the spire, or perhaps the basement.

In the thick darkness, he suddenly found a figure curled up in the corner in front of him.

The figure noticed Dr. Allen coming, and hurriedly stood up, hopping on one leg as he approached.

It wasn't until the figure was close that Klein saw his appearance clearly. He was a chubby-looking man in his early teens, with a childish face and obvious fear.

The figure was about 1.4 meters tall, with a bare left calf, and it looked exactly like the child Will Auceptin who had undergone surgery.

He held a deck of tarot cards in his hand, and his dark eyes were filled with surprise, joy, fear, and panic.

"Dr. Allen, there's a snake trying to eat me!"

Suddenly, he screamed, and the huge mysterious silver snake appeared in his eyes.

Crash!

The tarot cards in his hand fell to the ground, leaving only one card tightly held in his palm.

Klein looked closely and found that there was also a spinning wheel on the card.

That's the "Wheel of Fortune" card.

Crash!

The dream was instantly shattered, and Klein found himself still sitting in the chair in front of the dressing table.

p.s. The first update is asking for guaranteed monthly tickets. The first seven days of the month will be doubled, no need to wait~

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