Chapter 111 Extraordinary and Ordinary

After dealing with the mutated glass bottle, Klein took out his gold-cased pocket watch, opened it, and glanced at it, remembering the current time.

He had to come back here three hours later to separate the "Darkless Cross" from the "Bottle of Enslavement". Only in this way could he obtain the extraordinary characteristic of "Manipulator", rather than a product that combined all the previous sequence characteristics.

"It feels like doing an experiment..." Klein nodded slightly, put away his pocket watch, returned to the real world, and really started his lunch break.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the personal servant Enyuni knocked on the door of the employer's room under the watchful eye of the housekeeper Walter.

"What's the matter?" Dwayne Dantès was wearing pajamas, rubbing his forehead, and opened the bedroom door.

Enuni saluted and said:

"Sir, you accepted Mrs. Liana's afternoon tea invitation the night before, just today."

"Alright, give me a quarter of an hour to prepare." Klein said to the butler Walter.

Then, he ordered his personal servant Enyuni:

"Come in and help me change my clothes."

When only he and his secret puppet were left in the room, Klein manipulated the latter to bring clothes suitable for afternoon tea, while aiming at the wall clock on the wall from time to time.

After about ten minutes, he tied his bow tie, put on his coat, and walked four steps backwards on the spot, heading for the gray mist.

At this time, it had been exactly three hours since he entered last time.

Placed at the top of the long bronze table, the mutated glass bottle that was firmly pressed together with the "Darkless Cross" by the power of the gray mist has lost the feeling of being covered with grids and shimmering light. It has become a common daily necessities on the street.

And the bottom of this glass bottle has a large amount of gray and white particles, which flow on their own with vitality, forming a heart-shaped thing the size of a child's fist. Not only are there many folds on it, but also cracked eye-like slits one after another. As for the This kind of complex, three-dimensional patterns, logos, and symbols that protrude into the void are almost the same as what Klein saw when he obtained the extraordinary characteristics of Hvin Rambis.

It's just slightly different... Klein let go of the suppression of the gray mist, and took the "Darkless Cross" out of the bottle.

With such steps, the separated items are completely separated from the mutated glass bottles, and become complete and independent.

Klein stretched out his left hand to pick up the brain-like heart, looked at it for a few seconds, and threw it into the debris pile, shrouded in gray mist.

At this time, the voice sounded again in the mutated glass bottle, but it was quite weak:

"You, this, the devil..."

Klein didn't respond, and inserted the "Undark Cross" in his right hand back, relying on the strength of the gray mist to hold it tight.

As a result, tranquility was restored in the ancient palace.

Back in the real world, Klein put on his top hat,

Holding a cane, he left No. 160 Boklund Street in a carriage and went to the mansion of Councilor Macht, No. 39 in the same block.

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Mr. Macht's house, in the elegantly furnished living room, beside the exquisite three-tiered tray, several guests sat around there, each with a cup of charming black tea in front of them.

Klein took a small cucumber sandwich, took a bite, and half-jokingly half-expressed his true feelings:

"Today's desserts seem to be very chic, whether it's carrot cake or cream muffins."

Councilor Macht laughed and said:

"Dawn, your observation skills are really sharp."

This has nothing to do with observation skills. As long as the eyes are not blind, they can see the strange shapes... Klein slandered in his heart and said:

"Sounds like a good thing."

"Of course, this is made by Hazel herself. You can try it later. Although she can't effectively control the shape, the taste is really good." Councilor Macht said a little ostentatiously.

Portland Mormont, the principal of Backlund Technical University on the other side, laughed immediately:

"This doesn't look like the Hazel I know."

Councilor Macht glanced at Mrs. Liana and said with satisfaction:

"Everybody grows, doesn't they?

"Hazel has really matured recently. Not only is she willing to learn the courses that she used to be very exclusive for social and marriage, she occasionally makes snacks and plays a piece of music for us, and she often takes the initiative to accompany her mother to listen to music Yes, watching horse races, shopping in department stores, and listening quietly at various salons and banquets."

According to Miss Justice, Hazel's treatment process has reached the stage where she can recall the great fright and pain she suffered. Although it is just an intuitive emotional feeling and does not involve the specific events, it is also Enough to make Hazel dream of losing her parents and most of her relatives from time to time... This made her unconsciously start to cherish her family, and changed herself to a certain extent for this? Klein nodded thoughtfully and smiled:

"That's a good thing."

"Yes." Councilor Macht responded quite emotionally, "I used to be very worried about Hazel's character, worried that she would not be able to get a good marriage, and not be able to interact with people in this circle normally. When she encountered difficulties, she couldn't find anyone to help her, and now, I am finally relieved."

Councilor Macht showed a sincere smile, revealing his past worries in a rare way,

He immediately raised his arm, waved it lightly, and said very boldly:

"Why do I have to fight against the damn smog and pollution? Why do we compete with Feysac in East Balam and Intis in West Balam for colonial interests? Isn't it just to let our descendants live well, worry less?

"Hazel's maturity is more meaningful to me than the feats established in East Balam and the struggle in the House of Commons."

Klein quietly listened to Congressman Macht's narration, and couldn't help but look sideways out of the window.

It was cloudy outside, and the sun was gone.

At this time, Portland Mormont half-jokingly responded to Councilor Macht:

"No, those things are also for our own better life."

Having said that, he looked at Klein and said:

"Dawn, have you thought about it? Do you want to invest in my mechanical laboratory?"

Klein laughed and said:

"Mr. Principal, why are you still as eager as a young man?

"I have gone through the information you provided, and I have a general impression of the rights and income that can be obtained from investment. Frankly speaking, I am very interested. I am very interested in how this mechanical laboratory can allow talented young people to get I am very satisfied with the training, this is the place where I should invest the most, what is the most valuable in the current era? Talent!"

"Emperor Roselle said that." Portland Mormont laughed and said, "So, how much do you plan to invest?"

Klein picked up the bone china teacup, drank the lipstick tea and said:

"The preliminary plan is 10,000 pounds."

"You are indeed the most famous rich man in Backlund recently. I can't even guess how much assets you have. First, you donated shares worth tens of thousands of pounds, and then spent 20,000 pounds to buy Maison Manor. To invest a total of 10,000 pounds in Portland's mechanical laboratory..." Mrs. Lianna next to her couldn't help admiring.

Portland Mormont gave a thumbs up:

"That's the real discerning investor."

Klein smiled and said:

"But I will still find a team of lawyers and accountants to verify the situation and draw up the terms. Professional matters must be done by professionals. Moreover, I have to consider whether to invest directly or establish a company or fund first. To do it through, well, Portland, I think you have a place where you haven't thought enough about such an important laboratory without any protection measures! Aren't you afraid of infiltration and sabotage by commercial espionage or foreign powers?"

Portland Mormont was stunned for a moment, nodded slowly and said:

"It makes sense... I ignored this question before."

Having achieved his goal, Klein stopped entangled in this topic, and instead asked deliberately:

"Is there no news about Major General Qonas Kilgor?"

Councilor Macht sighed:

"No, the Severus field said that they searched all over Meige Manor and the surrounding area, and there is not even a clue."

As he spoke, the MP lowered his voice:

"I suspect that the major general had an accident during the execution of a secret mission. The atmosphere above is a bit strange recently..."

In a sense, you guessed it all right... Klein sighed and said:

"Hope nothing really happens."

During the afternoon tea that followed, Klein made good use of the time, went to the bathroom, and put the "Dream Walker" Extraordinary characteristic extracted from the mutated bottle into the debris pile.

When the party was over and he returned to No. 160 Böklund Street, the sky had really darkened, the gas street lamps on both sides of the road were lit in advance, and the light rain knocked on the car windows.

"Now all the problems are focused on what is hidden in the 'Blood Emperor' ruins. As long as the three major churches can find out the problem in time, many things can be prevented from erupting." Klein looked out the window at the dim light due to rain, thinking. The recent situation, "In a short period of time, unless I can catch Katerina, I can't help much, and the goddess is digesting or grasping the uniqueness of 'Reaper', so she may not be able to respond at that level .

"To solve this problem, we must either transfer targeted '0'-level sealed items from the temple, or rely on the Storm or the Church of Steam, and see who will respond to the two true gods...'0'-level sealed items may not be able to After all, it involves the King of Angels, and inside the two churches, there is likely to be a traitor hidden..."

It's not far from No. 39 to No. 160 on Boklund Street. Before Klein could sort out his thoughts, he had already returned to his door and had to get out of the carriage.

When he went to the third floor to change his clothes, he was suddenly inspired. He saw Reinette Tinekerr walking out of the void holding four blond-haired and red-eyed heads.

"Sharon's?" Klein stretched out his hand to take the letter with some guesswork.

"Yes..." Reinette Tinekerr opened one of the heads in response.

Klein didn't say any more, opened the envelope, unfolded the paper, and saw only one line of words on it:

"Action at 10 o'clock tonight."

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