Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker.

What exactly was the surprise Gao Wei had promised him? Klein waited in anticipation, a slight nervousness building within him.

When the light in front of him dissipated, Klein found that a table appeared in front of him.

This is the table he used when he was still living in Tingen.

Gao Wei stood up with a smile on his face.

"As expected, you found this place. Seeing as you haven't come here, I thought you thought the door I put there was just for decoration."

"How could this be?" Klein caught a glimpse of the scene from the corner of his eye, looking past Gao Wei's body. A smile also appeared on his face. "Although that door is very conspicuous there, like a decoration, I have to give it a try."

He raised his eyes across Gao Wei and looked behind him. There were dishes he was familiar with on the table, and sitting behind them were Benson, whose hairline was slightly receding, and Melissa, who was sitting a little nervously.

How nice... Klein couldn't help but think, and the face belonging to Gehrman softened a little.

Benson smiled, stood up and looked at Klein in front of him:

"Klein, happy new year."

"Happy New Year……"

Klein's appearance changed slightly and turned into that of Klein Moretti.

He sat down calmly, with a smile on his face.

In this silent space, eye-catching fireworks popped out of the sky.

Chapter 148 A new beginning

Under the light of the fireworks, a smile appeared on his face. Although this table is not luxurious, it gives Klein a quite familiar feeling.

At this time, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was still in Tingen City. No one needed to use all kinds of strange objects to plot against him, and he did not need to worry that he would be killed by someone or Amon at any unwary moment. attack.

Klein knew that his life had changed drastically compared to before. But he was still willing to indulge in this moment, indulging in this fleeting happiness, hoping to become the cold and crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow once he left.

No matter who I play, I'm still myself... Klein, who had previously played Sherlock Moriarty, suddenly understood. He sat at the table, his mind alight.

Perhaps this is one of the rules for playing the Faceless Man... Klein picked up the chopsticks next to him, with a smile on his face.

Ever since Zhou Mingrui arrived in this world, he had been impersonating someone else, a shadow of the man once known as Klein Moretti. To perfectly portray the "Faceless Man," this code was essential.

If you mistake yourself for someone else in the constant changes, or become obsessed with the person you are playing who is more perfect than yourself, you will eventually lose your sense of self and gradually fall into the abyss of losing control.

Therefore, I must always remember who I am. I am Zhou Mingrui, and I am also Klein... Klein secretly warned himself what he should pay attention to, and then looked at the table in front of him.

After just one glance, Klein couldn't help but be surprised by the dishes. Compared to the people in this world, they were more inclined towards the Chinese cuisine style he had before he traveled through time.

Thinking of this, Klein felt a little more moved in his heart. While listening to the sound of fireworks outside the window, Klein looked at Gao Wei in front of him.

"This is an elf-style dish. Klein and I like it very much. I hope you will like it too." Gao Wei introduced it to the three people in front of him with a smile on his face - mainly to Benson and Mei. Lisa introduced the two.

This is so that Benson and Melissa, brother and sister, will not notice Klein's familiarity and nostalgia for these dishes. With this said, even if the two of them knew that Klein was familiar with these dishes, they would not have much reaction.

"Gao Wei, can you tell us what these are called?" Benson said to Gao Wei in front of him quite relaxedly. For him, he and his sister have now arrived in the Southern Continent, and Gao Wei has also arranged a house equivalent to a single-family villa for him.

Although the population of the Southern Continent is smaller in some places and the price of houses is far lower than that of Loen, this is enough to prove the friendliness of Gao Wei himself.

Of course, Benson knew about the relationship between his brother and Gao Wei, and he also made up his mind to continue working in Gao Wei's company and create more profits for him.

This can be regarded as some small tacit understanding between people. A person's quality is generally linked to his living conditions. After basic life is guaranteed, Benson has the time to think about other things.

"Of course." Gao Wei smiled and looked at the dish in front of him. "This is tomato beef brisket soup. Klein told me that when he made this dish for you before, there was no rice here."

"But even if it is eaten with bread, the tomato oxtail soup that Klein made before left a deep impression on us. It was really delicious." Melissa puffed her mouth and tried clumsily with the chopsticks in her hand. Picked up some rice, but failed in the end.

"Come on, Melissa, you can try this." Klein also tried using chopsticks with his sister several times. After many attempts, Melissa finally succeeded.

Just when she was excitedly picking up a piece of beef brisket and preparing to put it into her mouth, she found that her brother Klein had already picked up the spoon next to him and scooped up a large spoonful of beef with soup and tomatoes, and "snapped" it. Covered the rice in his bowl.

This... After comparing the amount of food between the two, Melissa was stunned here. Then she said angrily to Klein opposite her:

"Klein is so cunning!"

"Haha..." Klein smiled awkwardly and quickly argued: "This is called being good at using tools, Melissa... ahem, come and try this, you should like it."

The direction that Klein pointed with his chopsticks was a tenderloin topped with sweet and sour sauce and sprinkled with white sesame seeds, which looked quite appetizing. The tenderloin here seems to be covered with a layer of sugar shell, but if you look closely, you will find that the golden fat and sweet and sour sauce are mixed together to form a thick layer of sauce.

"Sweet and sour pork, a sweet and sour dish, I think you will like it."

"Klein, you don't want to see me make a fool of myself again, do you?" Melissa looked at her brother with some suspicion. She vaguely felt that since Klein became an extraordinary person, he has become a little more affectionate. It was a prank.

"How could this happen?" Klein asked a little aggrievedly. He directly stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of tenderloin that was shiny under the light, and put it into his mouth.

Klein closed his eyes, chewed it with some enjoyment, and swallowed it. Melissa hesitated for a moment, and finally picked it up with her chopsticks. Before she could start eating, she found her other brother Benson next to her reaching for a fork and inserting a large piece of meat.

"Benson?"

Melissa looked at her other brother in disbelief. Benson also smiled awkwardly and said to his sister:

"Klein is right. I think we still need to be good at using tools. Ahem - I haven't learned how to use this tool yet, so I can only rely on the methods I'm used to before."

"..." Melissa was stunned for a moment, decided not to argue with the two men, and continued to eat the rice in her bowl.

Looking at her two brothers who were "bullying" her at the table in front of her, Melissa suddenly felt that Gao Wei, who was quietly eating the "New Year's Eve dinner" with chopsticks next to her, was quite pleasing to the eye.

……

Really fragrant.

Melissa sighed as she picked up a piece of fish that was arranged in an arch shape next to her with a fork in a somewhat self-deprecating manner.

Klein looked at Gao Wei beside him, and as if suddenly remembering something, he said a few words to him. Hearing Klein's words, Gao Wei nodded slightly and snapped his fingers.

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In the dim cabin, waves of seawater lapped at the shell of the ghost ship. Leonard, who had just sorted his things into categories and placed them in his room, wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat on the bed, thinking a little.

What was Klein doing now? Was he looking at a sea chart, or thinking about how to avoid pirates?

Listening to the sound of the waves in his ears, Leonard's spirit gradually sank into the darkness. At this moment, he remembered the mission he had received before leaving. In order to chase the culprit who caused direct losses in the Backlund smog, as well as Ince Zangwill who was hidden behind the scenes, he and Klein embarked on a journey to the sea. journey.

Suddenly, the door in front of him opened with a snap. A shadow twisted in front of him, and little green flames burned along both sides of the narrow corridor, as if guiding Leonard in the right direction.

"Is this?" Leonard said in confusion, and the door on the opposite side also opened, and Maric and Leonard looked at each other.

"It - this ship seems to want to guide us somewhere." Maric said gloomily. He glanced at Leonard beside him: "Aren't you the first mate here? You should know what this ship wants to do. What does it mean?"

"Uh..." Leonard thought for a moment, "Let's follow it."

"..." Maric was silent for two seconds: "Isn't this your first time on this ship?"

"……Um."

Leonard nodded: "Captain Sparrow brought me here."

"Okay..." Maric's voice deepened, and he looked keenly at a group of squirming shadows in front of him.

"Be careful, I don't know if this ship itself has abnormal tendencies - some things are very dangerous, even if they are used by us." Maric whispered, preparing to fight with Leonard on the side Prepare.

Although the ship belonged to their two captains, he still felt that there might be unknown dangers lurking on it.

However, the expected abnormality did not occur. Set off by the green flames, a wriggling shadow held two suspended lunch boxes in its hands and handed them to Leonard and Maric in front of them.

He murmured:

"New Year's Eve dinner, eat, New Year's Eve dinner, eat..."

His intelligence level seems to be very low.

Under the urging of the shadow, the two subconsciously took the lunch box, and saw the squirming shadow completely disappearing in place with a blank look on their faces. Leonard and Maric looked at each other for a moment, and both of them could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

"...I think we can still trust Captain Sparrow." Maric said to Leonard beside him with some seriousness. Leonard also nodded slightly.

"really."

"..."

After saying these words, the corridor of the "Lost Home" fell into a long silence. Leonard coughed slightly and said to Maric in front of him:

"That's it for now, let's eat first."

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"Melissa, remember to take care of yourself." Klein touched Melissa's head, a hint of tenderness in his eyes. Melissa pursed her lips and said to Klein:

"Klein, I will live a good life in the Southern Continent. Gao Wei told me that I might be able to be a teacher here. In the future, Miskatonic University will also open a charity branch here, and I can teach there. General education courses.”

"The Southern Continent might be a little dangerous."

Klein solemnly told his sister: "Don't force yourself when you are in danger. You must escape in time and don't put yourself in danger. Some extraordinary people can use something on you, or you The remaining blood will curse you remotely, and you and Benson must be careful not to leave too many traces."

"I understand, Klein." Melissa raised her head and looked at her brother: "I am now a Sequence 8 'Ranger', and my physical strength is much better than before. I will never run like before again. A situation of immobility.”

"This is a good thing, but you must also be careful about your extraordinary characteristics. Remember, you are just pretending - there is also madness in the potion." When Klein said this, he suddenly sighed: "Unfortunately, this The world ultimately belongs to the extraordinary, and if you don’t have strong strength, you may still be affected..."

Klein was deeply shocked by the innocent deaths during the Backlund smog. They had done nothing wrong, nor had they proactively provoked those formidable opponents, yet they simply died, meaningless deaths, uncared for.

Because those who cared about them died almost as well, and the spirit at the center of the storm paid no attention to the mediocre anchor. In Backlund, all the "people" who could empathize almost died without any resistance in that disaster.

Those might be their family members, they might be their friends.

"I know." Melissa stood on her tiptoes and looked into Klein's eyes. "Klein, I know you have great talent on the path to becoming extraordinary, but don't let your talent burden you. For us, your ability to live well and lead a good life is the most important thing."

"I know."

The corners of Klein's mouth curled up slightly. He looked at his sister and gently touched his head. "It's the same for me, Melissa."

He also wanted to live an ordinary life. But he knew the end was approaching. If he didn't raise his Sequence, who could he rely on to help them resist the terrible apocalypse? Klein knew that the purpose of gaining power was to enable himself and his loved ones to survive the apocalypse.

Having carried that "gray fog" on my back, I naturally shouldered the fate of that gray fog. Amon will hunt him down because of this, and those disasters that will cause the doomsday will also become hostile to him. Under the memory seal of "Origin Castle", this is the limit of Klein's understanding of the starry sky.

He had no choice. He had to provide himself with enough strength to resist Amon's pursuit before Amon found him, and bring Ins Zangwill to justice before the Church of the Night could make a bigger plan.

Klein stood up and walked in the direction he came from. As he walked, the expression on his face became colder. As the muscles on his face squirmed, Klein transformed into "Gehrman Sparrow".

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Chapter 149 Bansi Port (Second update, please vote~)

Klein stood in the captain's cabin and looked at the chart spread out on the table in front of him. On the chart, Klein had drawn predetermined routes.