In the bathroom, Klein looked at the delivery page in his mind and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Perhaps because he was used to being poor, or perhaps because he was impulsive, Klein directly exchanged two points for ten tons of gold.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized how heavy ten tons of gold were. If he thought about the red envelope he had received and it appeared directly, it would probably smash through the floor of the bathroom.

Fortunately, the things purchased in the group mall are different from red envelopes. The latter can be collected directly, while the former has a temporary warehouse. Only when the buyer presses the receive button will it be delivered to reality.

"Let's find a safe place and then release the gold..."

Klein thought so as he walked out of the bathroom.

Soon, he arrived outside the captain's office and knocked on the door.

"Solved?"

Dunn Smith was waiting for his lunch. When he saw Klein walk in, he looked up at him.

"Solved." Klein rubbed his forehead and said concisely and truthfully, "The root of the problem lies in the lead and porcelain factories owned by Sir Deville. Since their establishment, there have been too many cases of death from lead poisoning. And every time an incident occurs, Sir Deville will gain a little bit of resentment from the remaining spirituality."

"I see."

Dunn nodded and said, "Normally, these won't cause any major problems. At most, they'll cause people to have nightmares."

As a veteran employee of the Blackthorn Security Company, or the captain of the Nightwatchman Squad of the Church of the Night in Tingen City, Loen Kingdom, Dunn had handled too many similar cases and had considerable experience.

Klein nodded and said, "Yes, things were supposed to develop in this way, but unfortunately, Sir Deville met a female worker who was suffering from lead poisoning on the street one day. She happened to fall beside the road and saw the Deville family's coat of arms."

"At the same time, she also has strong reluctance, anxiety and desire."

"It wasn't until the Lord gave her family a £300 compensation that these emotions dissipated."

Dunn took out his pipe, took a sniff, and sighed, saying, "This is a social problem, and it's not uncommon in this era."

"Phew... We don't have to discuss this. As the kingdom develops, I believe these problems will be solved."

"Klein, shall we find a restaurant tonight to celebrate your becoming a full-time member?"

Klein thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow night..."

"Captain, I used my clairvoyance for too long today, and used 'Dream Divination' to communicate directly with those resentful spirits. I feel very tired now. I hope to go home in the afternoon and have a good rest."

"Well, around four or five o'clock, I will go to the Divination Club to observe the members' reactions to the sudden death of Heinus Vincent."

"No problem." Dunn said with a smile, "Then tomorrow night, let's go to the Old Weir Restaurant next door. I'll ask Luo Shan to make a reservation."

Klein stood up with his police hat in hand, saluted and said, "Thank you, Captain. See you tomorrow."

Dunn raised his hand and said, "Wait, you just said that Sir Deville gave the family of the female worker a compensation of 300 pounds?"

"Yes."

Klein nodded and immediately understood why the captain called him.

"Are you worried that they will encounter misfortune because of this wealth?"

Dunn sighed and said, "I've seen a lot of things like this. Give me their addresses, and I'll have Coenli arrange for them to leave Tingen City and go to another city to start a new life."

"OK."

Klein replied in a deep voice.

Soon, he left Dunn's office and entered the lounge diagonally opposite.

While changing his clothes, Klein looked at the police uniform in his closet and fell into deep thought.

Although Dunn's words were unintentional, they reminded him that since the family of the female worker was in danger because of a mere 300 pounds, then if he, who had just become a fortune teller, had a huge fortune, wouldn't he also be in danger?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Klein shook his head and laughed at himself.

Since when did three hundred pounds become just a few words?

Is this the nouveau riche mentality that comes with becoming rich overnight?

"After careful consideration, it is better to leave the gold on the gray fog and take a little each time you need it. It is better not to show off your wealth easily on weekdays."

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He obviously has a huge amount of wealth, but he doesn't dare to spend it easily. This is really... both rich and poor!

Klein shook his head in self-mockery, then closed the closet door and left the lounge.

Afterwards he took the omnibus back to Daffodil Street, took off his coat and hat, found the leftovers from last night, heated them up, and filled his stomach with the last loaf of oatmeal bread.

While eating, Klein thought about the ten tons of gold again and couldn't help but sigh in his heart again.

Seeing him like this, who would have thought that this guy sitting at the dining table, eating oatmeal bread with leftover soup, was a super-rich man with millions of pounds?

After dinner, Klein climbed up to the second floor, hung up his clothes, and took out five spirit stones from the bedside table. He held them in his hands, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to absorb them.

Although the power system of the mysterious world is unique, all paths lead to the same destination. The most fundamental spirituality of everyone in the mysterious world is actually one aspect of the multi-dimensional spiritual body.

The spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone can not only nourish the body, but also be used to strengthen the spirit.

After Klein's last dream divination, he tried to absorb the spirit stone and found that the spiritual energy could indeed enhance his spirituality, but the conversion rate was not ideal and most of the spiritual energy was wasted.

This situation is almost identical to the experience Xiao Yan described in the chat group.

Klein thought that this was probably the result of the differences between the worlds.

However, Xiao Yan was born in the Doupo world after all, and there are too many good things that can replace spirit stones. But Klein is different. Now that he has just become a Beyonder, he only has spirit stones as a channel. Even if it is a waste, he can only absorb it with pain.

Just like that, in just one hour, the originally exhausted Klein became energetic, as if he had slept for three days and three nights without needing any food.

He looked at the dimming spirit stone in his hand, then at the pocket watch on the bedside table. Seeing that there was still plenty of time, he picked up another spirit stone from the other four and began to absorb it again.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, Klein reluctantly opened his eyes, put away the five dim spirit stones, and then exhaled. He began to summarize and distance himself from last week's experiences to avoid omissions in the future.

Just like that, another twenty minutes passed and it was exactly 2:50.

Above the blurry, boundless, gray and empty fog, a majestic temple stands tall, and an ancient, mottled bronze table is quietly placed there.

Sitting on the high-back chair at the top of the long table was a man covered in thick gray mist.

Klein leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the crimson stars that symbolized "justice" and "the Hanged Man."

The Tarot Club, which is held every Monday at 3 p.m., is about to begin. Klein originally attached great importance to it, but the sudden appearance of the chat group disrupted his rhythm, causing his mind to be filled with gold—oh no, the chat group.

Especially the points in the group mall. Although Klein exchanged two points for ten tons of gold, he always felt a little bit at a loss. He had to find a way to make up for the two points.

Thinking of this, Klein, the god of poverty with a small peasant mentality, suddenly had an idea.

Since we are going to hold a Tarot Club, why not take this opportunity to try a group live broadcast?

Anyway, he would have to earn points in the future. It would be better to hold a Tarot Club live above the gray fog than to do it live in reality and let the group members see his miserable appearance, right?

Moreover, the origin of this gray fog is mysterious, and the chat group is even more mysterious. When the two meet, it is hard to say what changes will occur.

Klein made up his mind and immediately opened the chat group in his mind eight minutes before the meeting.

【Klein: @Everyone, are you here? 】

【Klein: I want to start a live show, would you like to come and watch it? 】

【Xiao Yan: Oh? ? 】

[Xiao Yan: Old Zhou is finally going to open the box? ]

[Xiao Yan: Open it quickly, I, Xiao, will definitely support you! ]

[Han Li: +1]

[Han Li: I am also very interested in group live broadcasting. If Brother Zhou is willing to try it, I will definitely support him! ]

【Alan: I’m still in training, so I may not be able to attend. 】

[Xiao Yan: It doesn’t matter. For things like live broadcast, just leave it in the background! ]

[Han Li: What is the backstage? Why is it hanging? ]

【Xiao Yan: ……】

[Emperor Ziwei: Oh my, someone is starting a live show?] [Emperor Ziwei: I will help out no matter what!]

[Emperor Ziwei: Xiao Ke, please start the show quickly, I can’t wait! ]

Seeing this most mysterious administrator appear, the other group members fell silent.

Klein's heart trembled as he hesitated whether to expose himself in front of this big shot.

To be honest, it’s fine for everyone else, but this big guy might really be able to find us through the Internet cable.

After a brief thought, Klein replied, "Boss Emperor, do you want to watch the live broadcast too?"

【Emperor Ziwei: Of course, I just don’t know whether you plan to live broadcast reality or live broadcast the Tarot Club.】

[Emperor Ziwei: My suggestion is the Tarot Club. If you can satisfy my wish, I will definitely not be stingy with my reward! ]

[Xiao Yan: Tarot Club? ]

[Xiao Yan: Is this the organization that Lao Zhou belongs to? ]

Klein was not surprised to see Lin Zhongtian mention the name of the Tarot Club. The other party claimed to know his entire fate, so Gray Mist and the Tarot Club were naturally no problem.

Klein pondered for a moment, then began to explain the existence of the gray fog and the Tarot gathering to Xiao Yan and the other group members.

[Xiao Yan: I understand. This gray fog and the Tarot Club are your golden fingers, right?]

【Klein: You can understand it that way.】

[Klein: Anyway, in order to maintain my status, I will play the role of a mysterious Mr. Fool at this meeting.]

[Klein: If you hear some pretentious lines, please don't laugh. I'm afraid I can't bear it, so I turned off the live broadcast in advance.]

【Xiao Yan: Hahahaha! 】

[Xiao Yan: Don't worry, I won't laugh! ]

【Klein: ……】

This guarantee has no value at all!

Klein was speechless. He then adjusted his mood, took a deep breath, and turned on the live broadcast.

In an instant, gray mist, a bronze long table, and a figure shrouded in mist at the top of the long table suddenly appeared.

The group members clicked on the [Group Live Broadcast] and saw this scene. They all expressed their amazement at Klein's outfit.

【Xiao Yan: You are really amazing! 】

[Xiao Yan: You are so pretentious, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? ]

Klein saw the content of the chat box in his mind, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He said helplessly, "We agreed not to disrupt my show."

[Xiao Yan: Don't worry, we are just brothers, how could I ruin your show? ]

Klein's face was full of disbelief, but he didn't say anything. He just silently glanced at the direction where the lens was.

Sure enough, there was nothing there, no suspicious force appeared, and the gray fog did not respond to the group live broadcast, which means that the chat group may be more mysterious than this gray fog.

[Klein: My meeting is held every Monday at 3:00 p.m. There are two minutes left. Please wait a moment.]

【Emperor Ziwei: Wait! 】

[Emperor Ziwei: Since it hasn't been convened yet, it should be okay for me to go and join in the fun, right? ]

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned. After they came to their senses, they all had complicated expressions and were in turmoil.

【Xiao Yan: Huh?】

【Klein: Huh?】

【Han Li: Huh? ?】

[Han Li: Senior, do you have the ability to cross boundaries? ]

[Emperor Ziwei: Yes, there is indeed one, but it would be too troublesome to go there directly. I took a look and found a Boundary Breaking Talisman in the group mall, which only sold for 10,000 points. I have already got it, so I can go there and join in the fun now! ]

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan’s eyes widened and he immediately typed a question mark.

Han Li's heart sank, and he quickly opened the group mall, and sure enough, he saw the words "Sold" in the column for the Boundary Breaking Talisman.

[Xiao Yan: Boss, where did you get so many points? Can you teach me? ]

[Emperor Ziwei: Oh, it’s nothing. When I usurped the position of group leader, the chat group rewarded me with one million points. Now I have handed over the group leader authority, but the points have not been taken back. They are still around one million.]

【Everyone: ……】

Seeing that everyone in the chat group was silent, Yamu sighed and finally started to send messages.

[Ya Mu: Everyone, don't think too much. The boss doesn't have any bad intentions. ]

[Yamu: He just came here to have fun. ]

Everyone was relieved at first, but when they saw the last sentence, they fell silent again.

...looking for fun?

This seems to be worse than having bad intentions, right?

Klein swallowed his saliva and began to regret starting the group live broadcast.

However, since things had come to this, he had no choice but to reply: "Boss Emperor, there is no need for the boundary-breaking talisman. If you really want to come, I can send you a cross-boundary invitation letter..."

【Emperor Ziwei: Oh? Thank you for your help! 】

As soon as he finished speaking, a rocket reward worth 500 points suddenly appeared on the group live broadcast interface.

Klein was slightly startled, and quickly thanked Lin Zhongtian in the group chat: "Thank you, Emperor, for the reward!"

[Emperor Ziwei: Okay, okay. With me here, I will definitely not let you spend any money! ]

I am the fish and others are the butchers. Since I can't resist, I'll just enjoy it!

At least the boss doesn't care about money and will give you benefits, right?

Klein comforted himself in his heart. At the same time, he opened the group mall, bought an invitation letter, and sent it to the Purple Star Emperor.

A few seconds later, a figure in a purple robe suddenly appeared above the gray fog, looking at the surrounding scene with interest.

Klein's heart trembled, and he quietly glanced at the person across from the long bronze table.

But unfortunately, he was too curious at that moment and forgot to turn off his spiritual vision.

So, with just one glance, the gray fog of the entire Source Castle suddenly trembled violently, and Klein's originally calm spirit was hit hard, as if a rocket was installed under his feet and he rushed upwards rapidly.

Realizing this, Klein was panicked.

But before he could come up with the next thought, his spirit quickly rose into the sky, breaking through a certain conceptual abstract 'membrane' and arriving in a vast and boundless starry sky.

In the vast starry sky, countless stars are densely distributed in a form that violates the laws of physics, just like the legendary Zhoutian Star Array, jointly guarding an extremely huge purple star.

Klein was 'floating' in the starry sky, staring blankly at the purple star.

Above the stars, countless purple air gathered together, guarding an extremely huge purple shadow.

The purple shadow was wearing a dragon robe and was so tall that no one knew how tall it was. It was like a human-shaped star, sitting on the throne which was also a star. Its majestic and vast eyes seemed to contain the entire universe as it slowly cast its gaze towards him.

The next moment, the entire starry sky suddenly collapsed under the pressure of that gaze.

Klein also fell as if in a dream, landing suddenly on the high-backed chair.

“Hoo—Hoo—”

Klein slumped in a high-back chair, sweat pouring down his forehead and breathing heavily.

When the members of the chat group saw this scene, they were all confused and had no idea what was going on.

Looking at Klein, who was filled with fear and trepidation, the purple-robed young man who had walked up to him at some point smiled slightly and tapped the bronze table next to him with his fingers.

The few gentle sounds that came seemed to contain a strange power to soothe the soul, and instantly calmed his turbulent emotions.

After Klein calmed down, the young man in the purple robe laughed and asked in a low voice, "Have you seen enough?"

"If you've seen enough, remember this. Don't be so reckless next time. As the saying goes, a true god cannot be looked at directly. My status is even higher than that of a true god. If I were not a member of the Order and had deliberately restrained myself, you... would have been dead!"