The flickering crimson light made Klein feel a little warmer in his heart. He felt as if he wasn't so lonely and that someone still cared about him.

As the illusory, overlapping prayers became clearer, more real, noisier, and more chaotic, Klein discovered that the Source Castle was calling him, and the resonance between the two was growing stronger.

When all the Tarot Club members finished praying, Klein vaguely felt that he could enter the "Source Castle" at any time, and his consciousness would soon manifest there, but there was always a layer of obstacle that he could not break through.

This problem was finally solved after he completely digested the "Ancient Scholar" potion.

It was also because of this that he was able to seize the opportunity and return to "Source Castle" before Amon broke through the obstruction of "God of Honor" Bradl.

"In just two days, all the members of the Tarot Club prayed. Normally, it shouldn't be such a coincidence... Some are fine, and some are probably influenced by the Goddess, Will, and the others... I am lucky enough, so there will naturally be good 'development'..." Klein thought about it carefully and realized that there were some unreasonable points, but these were all explainable and did not need to be paid too much attention.

Klein slightly changed his sitting posture, and his gaze gradually became deep.

Although he felt that he might not be able to return to "home" when he saw the light gate and the "cocoon", after he truly confirmed this and discovered that this world was his hometown, he still felt as if his hopes were completely shattered and the dawn was swallowed up by darkness.

"I used 'The Fool Who Does Not Belong to This Era' as my honorific name, perhaps because it was a revelation given by my spiritual intuition... In the deepest part of my heart, I may have a little bit of awareness... Oh, I remember that I 'traveled' while sleeping. Why was I wearing a T-shirt and casual pants while suspended in the 'cocoon'?" Klein frowned slightly and cast his gaze towards the gray-white mist under the "Source Castle".

While searching for the cause from the fragments of light in the mist of history, he tried hard to recall every detail of that night.

Finally, Klein found the corresponding historical fragment:

Zhou Mingrui, wearing a T-shirt and casual pants, set up a "lucky luck ceremony" before dinner. He walked four steps backwards and chanted spells such as "Fu Sheng Xuan Huang Xian Zun".

In Klein's memory, nothing happened at that time, but the scene in the historical footage was not like that!

After Zhou Mingrui walked four steps and completed the ceremony, his face turned pale and his eyes became dull.

Next, he ate, read, watched TV series, and played with his phone in a slightly jerky manner, seemingly completing a scheduled routine.

Finally, Zhou Mingrui came to the sink, looked at his lifeless eyes in the mirror, brushed his teeth and washed his face woodenly, and went to bed.

During this process, he did not change out of the T-shirt and casual pants he wore when going out. He just covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes.

Not long after, strong light and violent shaking ended the corresponding historical fragment.

Klein couldn't help but raise his hand, rubbed his forehead, and said with a self-deprecating smile:

"It turns out that nothing changed after the luck-changing ritual. Everything was normal. It was just my own perception. In fact, I had already undergone a change..."

In the past, Klein would have been horrified and frightened by the truth of this matter, but he had suffered too many shocks over such a long time. Just now, his worldview almost collapsed. This kind of "little thing" could not cause him too strong a ripple.

However, after discovering this, combined with the fact that the emperor "traveled" because he bought a silver plate with mysterious meaning, and that the spirit suspended in a transparent "cocoon" above the light gate actually had a cell phone, Klein quickly made some guesses about the situation at the time:

"It should be that the owner of 'Source Castle' influenced reality and delivered things like the 'Fortune-Transfer Ritual', the mysterious silver medal, and the mutated cell phone. Anyone who obtains them and performs corresponding operations will be pulled above the gray fog at some point and suspended at that light gate...

"This is a random selection, not directed to a specific person, and I don't know whether I am lucky or unlucky.

"But why is it named 'Records of Secret Alchemy Techniques of the Qin and Han Dynasties'? Was it just made up by the influenced humans, or was it really passed down from the Qin and Han Dynasties?

"It's possible. If the prophecy of the stars returning to their positions is true and corresponds to the original Creator, then He has been sleeping in the center of the earth. It has been like this since ancient times. And it is said that 'Source Castle' was derived from some parts of His body... This is not a shelter or a life support cabin...

"That person was waiting to wake up and destroy the world, while at the same time he was constantly influencing reality in small ways and making arrangements for the teaching ceremony. Isn't this a bit contradictory?

"That prophecy must have been made by humans influenced by Him..."

Klein stretched out his right hand and tapped the edge of the mottled long table. He was stuck in a problem that he couldn't solve for the time being.

Soon, he remembered a sentence and some things.

That sentence is:

“Whatever separates will come together, and whatever comes together will separate.”

Those things are:

The ancient sun god, father of Amon and Adam, deliberately separated his negative personality;

Beyonders who go near the underground or encounter certain pollution will gradually develop a completely new self in their bodies;

After going to the moon, Emperor Roselle's personality unconsciously shifted to a certain extent;

Many of the twenty-two extraordinary paths are contradictory to each other, like "witch" and "hunter".

“Perhaps the original creator himself was a collection of contradictions that could only be relieved through sleep…” Klein had some guesses, but there was no way to confirm them.

He couldn't even be sure whether the original being who would awaken when the stars returned to their positions as predicted in his "previous life" was the creator who split into all things in the myths and legends of the current era.

This requires more clues and more evidence to confirm, and cannot be based solely on one's own speculation and imagination.

“I’m not a ‘dreamer,’ ” Klein complained to himself and cast his gaze upwards. It was a nearly gray void with grayish-white clouds floating in some places. “There are still many things that need to be confirmed, such as whether the so-called ‘Chernobyl’ is a shelter transformed by humans before and after the awakening of the ‘Original’, whether the characteristics of the twenty-two extraordinary paths really all originated from the ‘Original’, the position of the stars, whether it is normal or abnormal now, whether the doomsday in 1368 means that the stars will return to their correct positions again, the origin of the first ‘blasphemous slab’, and what is on the moon…”

Thinking of this, Klein paused for a moment and whispered:

"For example, does the legendary Western Continent, the homeland of the elves, still exist? Why can't anyone go there..."

There was a long silence in response to Klein's question. He slowly leaned back and supported his arms on the armrests.

Several minutes passed, and Klein closed his eyes. He had an idea, or a decision:

After successfully resurrecting, he planned to stay in the God-forsaken Land for a while to find answers to some of his questions.

Just as Emperor Roselle had said, the answers to many questions were in the God-forsaken Land. Amon the Blasphemer had been wandering here for more than a thousand years, searching for history beyond the First Age.

Moreover, if we keep going eastward in the God-Forsaken Land, we might reach the legendary Western Continent... Klein cast his gaze outside the ancient palace, gazing into the distance where the end was invisible.

For him, staying in the God-Forsaken Land for a while was also a strategy. At least it would attract Amon's attention, so that "He" wouldn't have to mobilize his clones from the outside world to search for Gehrman Sparrow in Loen and Backlund. That would bring great danger to people Klein knew and was familiar with.

"Fortunately, the Amon clones who realized that I was soft-hearted have been eliminated, and the corresponding information has not been passed on due to its secret existence... If not, Amon might have directly threatened me with the lives of Benson, Melissa, Leonard, and Miss Justice, and the consequences would be unimaginable... Hehe, the Yellow and Black King who controls good luck has finally shown some signs of strength... Phew, even if I want to leave the God-Forsaken Land, there is no way now. I must force my way into the place where the Dark Angel is sleeping..." Klein shook his head and smiled, feeling that even if he could be resurrected next, he would still be in danger.

An "ancient scholar" being stalked by an Angel King can't hold out for long no matter how you think about it!

Most importantly, the "Goddess of Night" is still digesting the "uniqueness" of the "God of Death" path, and the power that can penetrate into the God-forsaken Land is limited. Once the "Angel of Time" Amon, who holds the "wrong" power, has the correct defense, it will be almost impossible for her to do what she did today.

"On the one hand, I have to seek help from other possible sources. Once I am resurrected successfully, I will try to use the Marionette to recite the names of 'Storm Lord', 'Eternal Blazing Sun', and 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom' to see if they can bring down a certain amount of power on the Forsaken Land. They devoured the Ancient Sun God in the past, so they definitely don't want Amon to get 'Source Castle'...

“On the other hand, since the ‘Ancient Scholar’ potion has been completely digested, I have to consider becoming a ‘Miracle Worker’. As long as I have the status of an angel and become a complete mythical creature, my situation will be much better. At least when facing Amon’s body, I won’t be unable to survive even a wave of mutterings…” Klein decided to wait until his spiritual body recovers, and then use the medium to spy on the terrifying group of worms in the Kingdom of Night on the main peak of the Honachis Mountains, and obtain the corresponding knowledge of the “Miracle Worker” from it.

That person is most likely the "fool" half of the Antigonus family!

After considering his future plans, Klein looked around and responded to the crimson stars:

"The Tarot Club will proceed as usual today."

He wanted to see if Ms. Hermit and Mr. Hanged Man could provide inspiration for him to be resurrected far away from Amon.

Of course, a clever excuse was necessary, and Klein had already thought of it.

After responding, the gray fog became extremely quiet again. Klein sat in the Fool's chair, with nowhere to go for the time being.

After a moment of silence, he leaned forward slightly, supported his head with his right hand, and looked straight ahead.

On the mottled long table, delicious food and exquisite candles appeared, and the high-back chairs around it became more in line with the current era.

Figures materialized one after another. Some of them were middle-aged or elderly men with loud voices and black hair with some silver threads visible. Some were women with oriental faces and short hair, almost fifty years old. Some were young people who were enjoying delicious food while playing with their phones. Some were little girls who were laughing and chatting non-stop...

Behind them, new figures appeared one after another. They were Dunn, who had a high hairline and deep grey eyes, and Daly, who was wearing blue eyeshadow and blush…

With smiles on their faces, they sat above the gray mist, around a long, warm table lit by flickering candles, chatting happily and commenting on the food from time to time.

Klein maintained the same expression and posture as before, supporting his face with his hands, watching the scene silently, without any movement for a long time.