Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After leaving the asylum, Renekton walked aimlessly on the street. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out. Bugs Bunny followed Renekton's feet with his head lowered listlessly.

"I seem to have forgotten something?"

Renekton suddenly murmured thoughtfully. But I really can't remember what I forgot.

After carefully sorting out all the information in his mind, Renekton finally discovered the problem:

"I forgot to contact Klein. No, I didn't even have the idea. Even if I saw him, I just looked at him and left quickly."

When he first left the Future, Renekton planned to find an opportunity to contact Klein before deciding on his next course of action. But now, I put this matter aside for no reason, as if it was just an unimportant matter.

Renekton's mood instantly fell to the bottom. This method was too similar to the Extraordinary in the audience path. And despite being the favored one of knowledge, I had my own hatred in front of that person.

"I can only hope that when I made a deal with Pales in Morse Church, I caught the attention of the goddess, and it was she who smoothed away my corresponding emotions and desires."

Renekton sighed inwardly uneasily. I couldn't help but look up at the sky above my head. There were no dark clouds suddenly blocking my view, nor were there any flying birds that broke into my field of vision.

"Well, TV is all a lie. You can't get enlightenment just by looking up."

Renekton complained in his mind.

After standing there hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to leave Tingen temporarily.

"Boss, what are you looking at?"

Bugs Bunny at his feet also imitated the movement of looking up at the sky.

"Let's go back to the hotel, pack our luggage, and go directly to Backlund later."

After Renekton finished speaking, before Bugs Bunny could react, he bent down and lifted up his cloak, and left the place with him traveling through the spirit world.

After traveling back to the hotel room through the spirit world, Renekton quickly packed his luggage and put it into a leather suitcase. Then he carried Bugs Bunny, who was already lying on the ground, to the hotel's front desk staff to check out.

After leaving the hotel, Renekton found a relatively private corner and used the spirit world shuttle again to leave the city.

Appearing again, Renekton's figure has arrived in a prosperous city.

The rows of houses have the characteristics of Loen. There were bustling crowds of people and horse-drawn carriages, and strange machinery from time to time. There was thick fog in the sky, and some tall chimneys could be seen.

No one noticed that a figure carrying a leather suitcase and a rabbit in a cloak quietly blended into the crowd.

Renekton listened to the whispers of passers-by, the shouts of newsboys and vendors, and felt the vitality of this capital.

A carriage was stopped on the side of the road: "Go to Minsk Street, Jowood District."

Taking a carriage to Minsk Street, Renekton rented the house opposite No. 15 Minsk Street with a certain amount of compensation and a higher price.

The house was not large in area, but it had two floors and an attic, which was more than enough for Renekton, who had only himself and a rabbit.

After signing a contract with the landlord, paying one month's rent and deposit, and receiving the key from the landlord, Renekton officially moved into the new house.

Bugs Bunny, who has been continuously traveling through the spirit world, has not recovered yet, so Renekton had no choice but to put him on the sofa aside and let him lie down to rest for a while.

"It's time to find the next little animal. I've even prepared the ingredients for the corpse collector's potion, but how can an animal play the role of a corpse collector?" Renekton thought that animals might not be able to collect corpses normally, and hesitated again. one time.

"You can rest at home, I'm going out for a trip." After Renekton finished speaking, he ignored Bugs Bunny's response and left the room directly through the spirit world.

Appearing again, Renekton arrived at a suburban cemetery.

Since he was preparing potions from the Corpse Collector route, Renekton thought that perhaps animals that often hang around the cemetery would be more suitable.

"Unfortunately, the corpses buried in the cemetery have all been baptized by the church. There is no possibility of corpse transformation. There is not even much death aura in the cemetery. The church is quite strict in this regard." Look. Looking at the clean environment around him, Renekton sighed.

Renekton walked around the cemetery aimlessly. Not to mention the small animals suitable for training into extraordinary creatures, he didn't even see a few ordinary small animals.

I saw that my active search yielded nothing. Renekton broke off a branch from a street tree on the side, threw it out, and followed the direction the branch pointed.

While he kept throwing branches away, he thought silently in his heart: "The animal I want to find."

Following the directions of the continuously thrown branches, Renekton gradually moved away from the cemetery and walked all the way to the area near Backlund Bridge.

There were obviously more homeless people and beggars around him. Renekton frowned slightly, not quite understanding why his divination pointed to the Backlund Bridge area.

"Although there are many people here who are close to death or have died, what I am looking for are animals!" Renekton murmured.

"Sir, do you need a guide?" A boy of twelve or thirteen years old in rags stopped in front of Renekton.

The moment he saw the other person, Renekton subconsciously analyzed the other person's demeanor, movements and eyes.

"A thief, a fraud, organized, and a habitual criminal does not deserve sympathy." A related conclusion soon came to mind.

Renekton calmed down the emotion in his eyes and said coldly: "No need."

Then he turned sideways and passed the little boy who was obviously malnourished.

"Sir, I'm very cheap. With only three copper pennies, I can take you to the entire Backlund Bridge area."

The little boy jogged a few steps and stopped in front of Renekton again.

"I don't need to go through the entire Backlund Bridge area, why don't you try to get out of the Backlund Bridge area?"

Renekton shook his head and refused again.

"I!"

The little boy was stunned for a moment and wanted to continue saying something.

But Renekton didn't give the other party a chance to speak. He passed him again and followed the spiritual guidance to the area ahead.

"Sir! Sir! Two copper pennies, only."

The little boy behind him was still shouting, but Renekton didn't look back and walked forward on his own.

From time to time, Renekton threw out a small branch in his hand and walked through the Backlund Bridge area according to the instructions of divination.

Finally we stopped in front of a bakery.

Renekton looked at the shop in front of him with some doubts. There was nothing special about it. Even through his prying eyes, he didn't notice anything.

"Boss, a bag of white bread."

Renekton still decided to go forward and make contact.

The boss with gray hair and dark skin looked up at Renekton in surprise, and then looked back.

In the Backlund Bridge area, few people buy white bread, which is considered a luxury for the poor living here.

"Eight copper pennies," the boss said hoarsely.

Renekton readily took out a one-sule note and handed it to the boss. He quickly took a bag of white bread and four copper pennies from the boss.

Renekton put the found copper penny into his pocket and looked at the bag of white bread in his hand. There was nothing strange about it.

"So, why does my divination point to this?"

Renekton didn't understand the result of the divination.

He originally wanted to sit down on a seat and think about it carefully, but after taking a look at the surrounding environment, Renekton gave up the idea.

I opened the paper bag containing the white bread in my hand, but I still didn't find anything special. Renekton simply took out a piece of bread and took a bite.

It's a little hard and doesn't taste very good, but it's much better than the bread mixed with sand and wheat husks that most poor people eat.

A dark figure quickly rushed over, grabbed Renekton's hand, took a bite of the white-faced white, and flew away.

Renekton didn't react for a moment, but the white noodles in his hand were really snatched away by a crow.

Seeing the crow quickly fleeing, Renekton's eyes were instantly filled with a layer of blue-white fluorescence.

"Shock!" A giant dragon language word was spoken.

The crow flying in mid-air fell straight down as if it had received a terrifying blow.

"A Sequence Five Extraordinary was actually snatched bread from his hand by an ordinary crow. This has become a dark history in my life."

Renekton murmured as he walked towards the direction where the crow fell.

I haven’t saved the manuscript yet, so I’ll update one chapter first (●˙˙●)