Klein pressed against the gray wall, slowly sat up straight, smiled and shook his head:

“My brain resists working until my stomach is filled.”

What he said was both the truth and a lie, because before becoming a complete mythical creature, a saint would still feel hungry and thirsty. However, for a Sequence 3 demigod, it was possible to go without food and water for ten days or half a month. As for a complete mythical creature, eating was just a hobby, not a necessity.

What Klein wanted to say was that before officially starting to escape, he needed to adjust himself to the best condition.

"It's a habit of a 'magician'." Amon commented with a smile, "I'm not responsible for providing food, but you can find a way to solve it yourself."

Klein glanced at the leather lantern on the ground, thought for a few seconds, stretched out his right hand, and reached into the void.

A low coffee table suddenly appeared in front of him. It was an item from Dwayne Dantès's mansion.

In the dim light, Klein reached out his hand again, summoned, and took out a beautifully packaged box from the gap in history.

The box contains a complete set of tableware, including knife, fork, plate and cup.

Klein chose this object because he couldn't summon different tableware to form a set individually - he could only maintain the images in three historical pores at the same time.

After calmly setting the tableware, Klein politely tilted his head and nodded to Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat. Then, he summoned a medium-rare steak smeared with black pepper sauce from the gap in history.

It fell into the porcelain plate, emitting a little heat, and as the knife cut it, the side with residual hemoglobin was revealed.

Klein forked a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. He felt that the texture was real and the taste was wonderful. It was not fake at all and it truly soothed the burning sensation in his stomach.

“In a quarter of an hour, not only will I not be hungry, but I will also get ‘real’ supplements.” After swallowing the piece of beef, Klein introduced Amon with a smile, like a hospitable host, not a poor Beyonder who was kidnapped.

Amon touched the bottom edge of his crystal monocle, smiled and nodded:

“I tried it, it was pretty good.

"You adjusted your state very quickly. Are you really not considering becoming my follower?"

Klein cut off another piece of beef and forked it up while responding as if he was chatting with a friend:

"Just kill me."

At this moment, more frequent lightning and endless darkness alternately dominate this land. In places where the light cannot reach, eyes are staring at this place without any emotion. The twisted weeds with dark red tips are dancing gently with the breeze that blows from time to time.

Inside the half-collapsed building, the dim light casts a warm hue on the artistic coffee table and exquisite tableware. The aroma of grilled steak permeates the air, in stark contrast to the almost indistinguishable outside environment.

Under the gaze of the terrifying monsters in the depths of darkness, Klein elegantly and politely enjoyed his meal on this desolate and gray land that was brewing great terror.

After finishing his steak, he ordered a small glass of ice wine from the Meige Estate and drank it in one gulp.

Then, cream soup, pan-fried cod, tender lamb stewed with peas, baked potato skins, and various wines were summoned out one after another and entered Klein's stomach.

During this process, the steak he ate first had exceeded its shelf life and disappeared into thin air, but Klein's stomach and body were numbed by the subsequent food and he did not notice this.

Of course, the coffee table and tableware had to be replenished, otherwise it would not have lasted until the end.

At the end of the meal, Klein continued to reach out and took out a cup from the void, which contained a scoop of vanilla ice cream.

Klein then used a dessert spoon to scoop up the ice cream one spoonful at a time and put it into his mouth, feeling its melting and sweetness.

After eating one ball, he was still not satisfied, so he summoned another ball from the gap in history.

In this way, Klein ate five balls of ice cream of different flavors in a row.

When Klein reached out for the sixth time, Amon, who was sitting next to him, suddenly laughed and said:

“You are lucky enough to have had an unusual change in your fortunes.

"Is this your preparation?"

Klein's outstretched right hand suddenly froze in mid-air, and his pupils seemed to have dilated to a certain extent.

Almost at the same time, in the deep darkness around them, where the lantern light could not reach, strange creatures twitched together and instantly turned into Klein's secret puppets.

This time, Klein sent out a hundred "Spirit Worms" in one go, hoping that one of them would be lucky enough to avoid being stolen by Amon.

Then, behind the coffee table, the figure in a black woolen coat and without a hat was replaced by a disgusting vampire covered in pus.

The artistic coffee table and exquisite tableware were like glass that had fallen to the ground, cracking into countless cracks and shattering into pieces.

They quickly returned to the historical pores to avoid affecting Klein's subsequent summons.

The next second, the one hundred secret dolls, along with Klein's real body, who was hiding somewhere unknown, reached out to grab at the void, using numbers to avoid Amon's interference.

At this moment, they are all "ancient scholars".

This ability comes from the "Weird Wizard" and is the source of the qualitative change of the "Fortune Teller".

Of course, the probability of successfully summoning each secret doll is independent and will not affect each other.

At this moment, what Klein wanted to summon was the projection of the messenger lady Renette Tinicole when she recovered to her peak state in the Tudor ruins. Because of the contract and the spell, this was the angel image that he could summon most easily from the gaps in history!

Amon was still sitting there leisurely, his monocle glowing as he watched the one hundred and one Kleins summoning at the same time.

The right hands stretched out neatly and then retracted. Klein and his one hundred secret puppets failed to pull Renette Tinicole out of the void.

At this time, Amon raised his right hand and grabbed forward.

He lowered his arm slightly and pulled it back casually, and a rag doll as big as a castle, wearing a gloomy and complicated long skirt and bound by vines, appeared outside the half-collapsed building.

"Ancient Evil", Renette Tinicole!

Amon stole the historical pore image summoned by Klein!

The figures of Klein's one hundred secret dolls were immediately reflected in Renette Tinicole's red eyes.

Silently, those secret puppets that either looked like Klein or were in monster form began to glow with light, and transformed into goats with horns on their heads, white rabbits, and other different animals.

"Transfiguration curse"!

Klein's real body had already disappeared, and he walked out from the flames of the leather lantern.

He glanced at the various animals that might be called his own, and suddenly sat down again, laughing:

“Walking after a meal can effectively improve health.”

He didn't mention his attempt to escape at all, as if nothing had happened.

Amon maintained his previous leisurely attitude, and nodded with a smile in cooperation:

"I have read quite a few books written by humans, and they do contain such views."

Having said this, He raised his hand and pointed at the projection of Reinette Tinicole outside:

"Is this your messenger?"

This was something that was easily confirmed, and Klein did not hide it. He said "hmm" and nodded.

"What a pity." Amon looked up and down at the projection of Renette Tinicole and shook his head.

As Klein felt the food in his stomach disappear one by one, he asked:

"What a pity?"

"I should take you to Backlund and wait for a few more days. That way, we can wait until your messenger sends you a letter. Then, "He" will become my messenger." Amon pushed the monocle on his right eye and said with a smile, "Stealing an angel-level messenger is challenging and fun, isn't it? Life always needs some fun, excitement, and anticipation."

“I think so too.” Klein responded to Amon sincerely.

"What a shame." Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat, shook his head again. "'Night' is an object that we must be careful of. If we stay any longer, I don't know what will happen."

As he spoke, the "Angel of Time" lifted the maintenance of the historical pore image of Renette Tinicole, causing Her to disappear in front of Klein.

"You are right, goddess, you seem very fearful?" Klein pretended to be a devout believer of the "Goddess of Night".

Of course, he doesn't need to disguise himself, he is still the follower of the night.

Amon's eyes moved to the leather lantern in the half-collapsed building, and he looked at the dim light and said:

“I can’t steal what I want to know from the secrets, and I can’t figure out what else He will do. I can’t figure out what the real key point is.”

For an angel king of the "thief" path, this is enough reason to be wary.

While Amon was answering this question, Klein suddenly recited the honorific name of the "Goddess of Night" in Giant language in his mind:

"You are the goddess of the night, higher than the starry sky and longer than eternity..."

As soon as he uttered this sentence, the idea disappeared. If he had not had a similar plan before, he would have almost forgotten that he had made such an attempt.

Amon turned to look at him and smiled:

“Are you trying to test whether I will repeat your thoughts and words in my heart after stealing them?

"As long as you become a Sequence 4 Parasite, you can control the stolen things and make them appear at the right time."

“I see.” Klein nodded slightly and said, “Thank you.”

As he spoke, Klein quickly summarized the experience and lessons of his escape:

Because of the existence of the contract and the affiliation, among all the angels I know, summoning Miss Messenger is the easiest to succeed;

Summoning ice cream from Will in the past can establish a subtle connection with Him who represents fate, and gain the favor of luck. Well, each scoop of ice cream can represent a part of luck... I originally planned to use summoning ice cream as a cover to secretly summon the "Snake of Fate";

After that, I had to interfere with the summoning first. Otherwise, Amon would be able to steal the historical pore image I summoned. I spent so much effort but ended up sending him a helper...

Just as Klein's thoughts raced, Amon pointed at the group of animals that had suffered the "Transfiguration Curse" and said with a slightly evil smile:

"Aren't you worried that there's no suitable food in the God-Forsaken Land? Now there is. As long as the curse is not lifted, they will be real animals."

...Klein was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked at the goats and white rabbits.

As his mind directed them, the animals turned their gazes towards him at the same time.

In a sense, these are all Klein himself. After all, they are the result of the curse that came after the "Spirit Worm" combined with the monster.