With this idea in mind, Klein immediately planned to do some preparatory work.

That is to explore the spiritual world, select suitable people to be messengers, and once you leave the Rorsted Islands and the surrounding waters, bring the "Scepter of Poseidon" to reason with the target and convince them to become your messenger.

If you get lost or encounter danger, you can immediately end the summoning and return to the gray fog. This way there is basically no risk... Klein pondered for a few seconds, locked the door, and began to perform the ritual of summoning himself.

At the end of the ceremony, he quickly entered the gray fog, but did not respond in a hurry. Instead, he sat down and let the "Poseidon's Scepter" fly out from the pile of debris and land in his palm.

He planned to routinely browse the believers' prayers to see if there was anything that needed a response.

During this process, Klein discovered that some prayers were actually quite interesting, because humans can deceive friends and relatives, but it is difficult to keep their truest thoughts when confessing or praying to the gods. At most, they can make some modifications to make them look not so bad.

A half-blood who entered the middle level of the Bayam Police Department was obviously inclined to convert to the "Storm Lord", but when confessing, he tried his best to describe his behavior as a plan to endure humiliation. For the better future of the local bloodline, he could only painfully confess to the gods, hoping that He would bless him to climb higher in the police system with the identity of a Storm believer.

Although his words sounded flawless, the fluctuations of his thoughts and emotions during his confession were clearly presented in the prayer scene. It was a feeling that could not be concealed.

He was deceiving himself and others while trying to deceive the gods... If it was Kalvetuwa, a sea snake with little wisdom, he might have believed it... Should I give him a lightning bolt or ten wind blades? Well, a half-blood who can climb to the position of senior inspector is very good. Keep him. A traitor has his uses... Klein raised the "Poseidon Scepter", making one of the blue "gems" shine brightly.

The light poured into the picture, invisibly permeating the senior inspector named Braya.

This is not a curse, nor is it an influence; it is a mark of divinity that can hardly be detected by others.

Simply put, it is a one-sided "special attention"... Klein added silently in his mind.

He continued browsing and saw a young believer with bronze skin and slightly curly hair praying to the gods to let a man named Zhang Mu encounter a storm and be buried in the ocean. The apparent reason was that the other party was not pious enough, but the real thought in his heart was that although they were both fishermen, Zhang Mu always caught more than him.

What kind of nonsense is this? People's hearts are so hard to figure out... Klein frowned and muttered to himself. Then he had a vague idea:

"If the 'Faceless Man' wants to play a realistic role, not only must there be no loopholes in his appearance and habits, but he must also maintain the basic consistency of his personality and not make too big changes. And personality is something that is different for everyone, and there are certain differences...

"By browsing the prayers of believers, I can see different personalities and psychological conditions without much trouble. The 'faces' of thousands of people are not just about appearances...

"This will be very important for my subsequent performance as 'Faceless Man', as it will save me time in accumulating experience."

Klein increasingly felt that playing the role of "Poseidon" was of great help to him.

When you truly act as a demigod, even if you don’t get any feedback, you will definitely gain a lot... This is an experience of a high-level state... Klein’s spirits perked up, and he was no longer so perfunctory when browsing the prayer screen.

The scenes passed by quickly, and his eyes stopped on a businessman named Ralph.

The trader praised the miracle of the "Poseidon" returning to the earth, and said that he would donate one-third of his wealth, or property worth 20,000 gold pounds, to the rebels, half as military expenses and half to rebuild the statue of the god.

In fact, there’s no need to go through so much trouble. Just offer a sacrifice directly… Klein muttered half-jokingly.

He thought for a moment, and then visualized a background of ocean waves, storms, heavy rain, and lightning, and responded in a low voice:

“Help your fellow man and companion, and bless my name.

"Those young lambs need help, food and education."

He planned to have Ralph use his fortune of 20,000 pounds to establish a charitable fund and seek donations from the public to make up for the damage, create consensus, and help provide certain food, clothing and education to children of local descent under the pretext of ruling.

As for the rebel army's military expenses, Klein thought clearly that in this world with extraordinary power, it would be difficult to succeed relying solely on the resistance of the local people in the colonies, so he would have to rely on the help of foreign countries such as Feysac and Intis.

Providing funding is undoubtedly one part of the help.

Unfortunately, we can't add one more commandment, "Get funding with a clear conscience," as it would damage the image of "Sea God"... The rebels should not always think about annihilating the garrison, but should focus on destroying transportation facilities and increasing the difficulty of the Governor's Office's rule, so as to promote negotiations... As a keyboard warrior, Klein is not short of ideas in similar areas.

He quickly gathered his scattered thoughts and did a divination to see if it would be dangerous to explore the spirit world today.

After receiving the revelation that it was not dangerous, Klein put on the "Black Emperor" card, naturally changed his image, and stepped into the "Gate of Summoning".

After entering the real world, he stuffed several necessary magical items into his body as a precaution, and then, like last time, he used meditation to sense the spiritual world.

Taking a step forward, Klein passed through the invisible curtain and floated up in an ethereal manner.

All around him, blocks of red, yellow, blue and green colors overlapped vividly, like the most abstract oil painting. Human concepts such as up, down, left and right were no longer applicable here. If one used a similar method to identify direction and position, one would inevitably get lost.

Klein wandered around carefully and casually. Sometimes he could see a yellow sun that looked like a child's stick figure, and sometimes he passed by a river that flowed quietly but had no substance.

There are also flat women with naked upper bodies, a moon with a smiling face, a canoe with its head and tail tilted up, a tangled ball of string, and a serpentine staircase leading to seven pure lights...

In this extremely chaotic world, except for spiritual creatures, all kinds of information exist in the form of abstract symbols. Therefore, what you get during divination can only be revelations, which you need to interpret by yourself.

And those symbols have a certain possibility of coming to life and turning into non-physical monsters.

This is the spiritual world that cannot be understood and viewed with human common sense.

What puzzled Klein was another problem. The last time he came in, he easily spotted the creatures from the spiritual world and sensed creepy gazes that were staring at him from nowhere. He encountered the headless woman holding four heads, the round eyes with distinct black and white, and the giant jellyfish with skulls on its tentacles. They were all so easy to come by.

But this time, he wandered for a long time and did not see any spiritual creatures. Even those indescribable figures in the distance disappeared, as if they had hidden themselves.

It can't be because he's afraid of being my messenger, right? Well, I'm a spirit body that directly enters the spirit world. Maybe my thoughts are revealed due to the special intangibility of this place, and turned into hidden symbols, so I interact with the spirit world and my choice of path is naturally affected? Klein pondered, but he couldn't find the reason.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and his body suddenly sank and fell freely.

After a while, Klein could only see brightly overlapping blocks of color and various symbolic symbols that had taken shape.

What on earth was going on? He began to consider whether to write a letter to Mr. Azik, or to throw the radio receiver into the gray fog to absorb the aura and contact the magic mirror Arrodes.

As he floated on his own, Klein suddenly had an idea and dodged to the side.

A flash of yellow and green passed before his eyes, and a foot that was big enough to crush him landed on him and stepped into the red and blue blocks of color.

Above the sole of the foot was a festering long leg with yellow-green liquid flowing out, which was over three meters long in total. Above that was a huge body wrapped in corpse oil bandages.

In the atmosphere that almost froze the surroundings, the two legs oozing with yellow-green pus rose alternately, carrying an unclear body, and flew away quickly, disappearing into the depths of the spiritual world.

Klein stood at a distance, not daring to make a sound.

Finally, he confirmed that everything was alright, and thought with a grin:

The spirit world is so scary. If you are not careful, you will encounter a big guy passing by...a big guy among the spirit creatures?

Klein shook his head and continued his exploration.

At this time, he had no idea where in the spiritual world he had traveled to.

After floating for a while, he finally found some traces of spiritual creatures.

Just as he was about to change from flying forward to falling left, he was shocked to find that his body continued to move forward uncontrollably, and faster and faster.

In front of him, the chaotically overlapping blocks of color and the vague gray-white mist suddenly split apart, and a huge three-masted sailing ship covered in pure black leaped in.

The ship was nearly a hundred meters long, with three black sails hanging high like flags.

There were gun muzzles on both sides of the ship, and sailors of all kinds were running around busy on the deck.

All of this is so real, so textured, and out of tune with the overall situation in the spiritual world.

But as the ship completely entered the spiritual world, its black color quickly thickened and took on a somewhat illusory flavor.

On its deck, with its back against the cabin, stood a mottled stone chair two or three meters high, and sitting on the chair was a behemoth that could rival the ancient giants.

He had a black beard that just reached his neck, wore a tall spire crown on his head, and a gorgeous robe with a black background and silver edges. The lines on his face were hard and deep, and full of majesty, which made people subconsciously want to lower their heads.

Below the broad forehead with slight wrinkles, above the tall nose bridge, two deep black eyes flowed with dark red light, reflecting Klein wearing black full body armor and a black crown.

And Klein was flying towards him with difficulty in stopping and slowing down.

The two of them looked at each other among the overlapping blocks of color and various symbolic symbols in the spiritual world, and then Klein disappeared.

The "giant" on the mottled stone chair did not withdraw his gaze, but continued to look there in silence for a long time.

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