Waiting for the cake? This answer is beyond my imagination... No, if I can guess the answer of a mental patient, doesn't it mean that I am almost there... With a flash of thought in his mind, Klein maintained a leisurely smile and asked as if he was chatting with a friend:

“Who’s going to give you a cake?”

Hood Eugen's expression suddenly fell, his face became thinner and thinner, and he said in a sad tone:

"No, no cake... no cake!"

"You stole my cake!"

His voice suddenly rose, and his eyes widened as he glared at Klein.

Before Klein could figure out how to respond, he suddenly barked and opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped off the bed with saliva drooling, took a step closer to Klein, stretched out his hands, tried to grab the other's shoulders, then dragged the target in front of him and bit him hard.

Faced with this sudden attack, although Klein was a little flustered, he reacted in time. He instantly bent his knees and half-crouched down. At the same time, he turned sideways and raised his left arm.

puff!

He hit Hood Eugen's abdomen with his elbow, causing his eyes to turn white and more saliva to come out of his mouth.

However, Hood Eugen did not stop. He fell down and opened his arms to hug the target tightly.

Klein tilted his body and rolled to the side, as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.

He pushed forward with his right hand, did a backflip and stood up, intending to turn defense into offense, pounce on his opponent and subdue him.

At this moment, he saw Hood Eugen standing there stupidly, his eyes out of focus, empty and dazed.

…Klein was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the corner. He saw Dunn Smith, who was wearing a thin black windbreaker and a silk hat of the same color, clenching his hands and lowering his head.

The captain dragged Hood Eugen into a dream... He stopped his actions in a daze, and seized this opportunity to pull out the ritual silver dagger that could not hurt anyone at all. He used it to create a spiritual wall and sealed off this single room.

Then, Klein took out three candles mixed with mint and placed them on the windowsill in an inverted triangle. One symbolized the Goddess of Night, one symbolized the Mother of Secrets, and one represented himself.

Before long, he had set up the simple altar and lit all the candles using spiritual friction.

Just as he was about to turn around to remind the captain, Dunn had already raised his head and laughed in a low voice:

"Hood Eugen's dream is in chaos, and there is no way to induce it."

Before he finished speaking, Hood Eugen's eyes regained their spirit and were no longer empty.

Then, the crazy "psychologist" arched his back slightly and yawned comfortably.

...Klein didn't know what to say for a moment, so he said nothing and picked up the small metal bottle containing Amanda pure water.

He dripped the transparent liquid made by distilling and extracting nightshade, calendula and chamomile into the flame of the candle representing himself, letting the quiet and peaceful fragrance spread instantly and diffused to every corner of the room.

Hood Eugen's tension, anger and comfort all disappeared. He lazily sat back on the bed and stared blankly at the crimson moon outside the window. His eyes lost focus again and became peaceful.

Klein also felt the detachment of the dead of night. He put down the Amanda hydrosol and sat down next to Hood Eugen, intending to find something to make the other party withdraw his last defense.

Only in this way could he use the "Eye of the Spirit" potion to gradually put Hood Eugen's soul into a state of confusion.

After all, I'm just an unprofessional "psychic"... He had thought of a plan in advance and took out a deck of tarot cards from his pocket.

This deck of cards only has twenty-two main cards because it is easy to carry. It is the "weapon" that Klein successfully applied for.

Each of them is inlaid with pure silver and other metal wires that can harm undead creatures. The patterns are complex and gorgeous, making Klein only want to collect them and not use them against the enemies.

Klein cut the cards with one hand and smiled at Hood Eugen.

"Let's play cards."

"Play cards?" Hood Eugen withdrew his gaze from the window and repeated the word in confusion.

Klein did not answer, but instead pressed the deck of tarot cards into his hands with a kindness that could not be refused.

Hood Eugen imitated what he had done just now, cutting the cards with one hand with difficulty and completing it successfully.

The mentally ill person in this Beyonder slowly shifted his attention to the cards in his hand, which had excellent hardness, elasticity, and texture, and turned over the top card:

A man in tattered clothes had his hands tied and was hung upside down. There was a faint halo above his head.

The Hanged Man... Klein nodded thoughtfully. He took the opportunity to stand up, held the "Eye of the Spirit" potion, and dripped the amber liquid onto the candle flame - still the one that represented himself.

The ethereal aroma of wine permeates the air, making people feel drunk just by smelling it.

Hood Eugen's expression gradually became distracted, his eyes lost focus, and the tarot cards in his hand fell to the ground one by one.

But he still sat firmly and did not fall down.

Klein relied on "meditation" to resist the influence that made his body and soul lighter, more floating, and more confused. He took out another small metal bottle from his pocket, twisted the stopper, and poured the dark blue liquid inside into his mouth.

"Tranquility Potion"!

The cold liquid flowed through his mouth, passed through his esophagus, and entered his stomach. Klein instantly became extremely sober, without any trace of trance.

He exhaled slowly, and skillfully picked up another essential oil hydrosol and herbal powder and dripped them into the two candles symbolizing the goddess of night.

In the thin mist, he took two steps back and solemnly and seriously recited in Hermetic language:

"I pray for the strength of the night;"

"I pray for the hidden power;"

"I pray for the goddess's favor."

"I pray that you will allow me to communicate with the spirit of Hood Eugen and this extraordinary person next to me."

…

As the spells echoed back and forth, Klein saw the darkness spreading outward from the candlelight.

He did not hide or resist, allowing the deep "darkness" to envelop him.

In an extremely lucid state, he felt that his spirit had broken away from the protection of his physical body and entered a void like the depths of the universe. All around him was boundless and soundless darkness, while the sky above his head was filled with transparent shadows of indescribable shapes, as well as bright lights of different colors that contained countless knowledge.

The spiritual world... Klein was no longer unfamiliar with it.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he saw a hazy world wrapped in a glimmer storm appear in front of him.

Klein knew that this represented the spirit of Hood Eugen and his "mental body," so he moved closer and entered the "storm" that served as a wall.

In an instant, he saw countless tiny lights shining on himself and heard the mutterings of thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of people discussing something at the same time.

This rambling is very confusing and illogical. One moment he was praising the elegance of women, and the next moment he was talking about the unobstructed toilet. One moment he was crying, and the next moment he started to revel...

The crazy storm of thoughts "pulled and gnawed" at Klein's spirit, trying to assimilate him, but Klein remained absolutely sober and rational, and flew rapidly into Hood Eugen's "spiritual world".

Compared to the terrifying mutterings and screams before I entered the mysterious space above the gray fog, this was like a beautiful concert... Klein laughed secretly, penetrated the storm, and saw the dazed and blurry Hood Eugen.

This Sequence 7 "psychologist" maintained his outside appearance and looked over with a blank look.

Klein stopped in front of him and asked in a low voice:

"Do you know Lanevus?"

Hood Eugen replied blankly:

"know."

The surrounding light and shadow change accordingly, as if Hood Eugen is opening up his "ocean of the soul".

Soon, the interlaced light and shadows depicted a young man with ordinary features, a full forehead, round glasses, black hair and brown eyes. He often had a sarcastic smile on his lips. It was Lanevus, whom Klein had seen on the wanted poster.

Klein nodded with satisfaction, calmed down, and asked in an inducing tone:

"Why did Lanevus come to see you?"

"He said..." Hood Eugen's voice gradually became lower.

Suddenly, he changed into a magnetic voice and laughed a little crazily:

"Hood Eugen, this is the worst time, but also the best time. As long as we can seize the opportunity, we can become the masters of the world and become true immortals!"

"As long as you help me, I will not only tell you how to master the power of the potion and avoid losing control, but I will also promise to help you gain a little divinity in the future, immortal divinity!"

"You should be able to see who is behind me. My promise is His promise, and the Psychological Alchemy Society is, in a sense, also related to Him."

"Don't doubt it. The Psychological Alchemy Society is not strong enough at the moment and cannot provide you with sufficient help unless you are willing to stay at your current level forever."

How to master the power of the potion and avoid losing control... Why do I feel like I'm using "acting" to deceive others... Lanevus is really ambitious. He's only at Sequence 8, but he's already worrying about divinity... Who is the secret existence behind him... This guy seems to be planning something, not just swindling money... Or is swindling money just his hobby? Klein's thoughts were in a mess. Seeing that Hood Eugen had stopped talking, he hurriedly asked:

"What kind of help does Lanevus want you to provide?"

Hood Eugen did not answer immediately, and the entire "spiritual world" fell silent.

Then he laughed and answered in a very confused manner:

“Help…help…help!”

"Hahahaha, I helped! I helped!"

"I let..."

At this moment, his words stopped abruptly, and the entire blurry spirit body bent up. The light and shadows around it, symbolizing the "ocean of the soul", changed rapidly, condensing into a gloomy, terrifying, dark altar.

On top of the altar, there was a cross, and something seemed to be hanging upside down on the cross, with unclear objects piled at the bottom.

The light and shadows squirmed, the upside-down object was about to become clear, and the entire "spiritual world" suddenly shook like a magnitude 10 earthquake.

Oh my god! Klein immediately sensed the danger that was about to erupt, and without a second thought, he turned around and flew into the chaotic storm of thoughts, trying to escape.