Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton lay on the sofa in the living room of Klein's house and meditated for a while with his eyes closed. He didn't open his eyes until he felt that his spirituality was almost restored.

The encounter with Ince Zangwill was completely beyond Renekton's expectations. If he hadn't made two more paper man incarnations in the past few days, it would have been a different outcome.

“The audience is such a nasty path!”

Being assigned 0-08 tonight made Renekton's impression of the audience even worse.

"Everything that is said must be known, which is really helpless!"

Klein nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, he saw the bodyguard lady wearing a black palace dress and long light blond hair reappearing on the glass window on one side. The other party's eyes were very wary of Al, who was lying on the sofa.

"Wrongful soul? It's so rare!"

Renekton also looked at the figure of Miss Sharon who appeared on the glass window.

"This is my friend who lives across the street, but he went to do other things, so I chose to look for a bodyguard."

"This is the bodyguard I hired. It was under her protection just now that I was not turned into a secret partner by Rosago, and I successfully killed him."

Klein introduced their identities to the two of them.

"Al Tynes, a crew member on the Future."

Renekton gave his name at sea.

"Sharon."

"Are you a wanted arsonist at sea?"

Miss Sharon's voice was very restrained and she didn't mean to say another word.

Renekton didn't pay attention, knowing that this was Miss Sharon's character.

"Arsonist at sea?"

Klein looked at Renekton with some confusion.

"When I was at sea, in order to digest the potion faster, I would often stir up trouble among the pirates. Of course, I would occasionally provoke the Navy and the Church of Storms. I remember that my reward in Loen seemed to be 5000 pounds."

"It's a pity that my identity will not be exposed in the assassination of Beckron this time. There is a high probability that the bounty will not continue to increase."

Renekton recalled the amount of his bounty and then explained. At the same time, it was also to tell Miss Sharon why Klein skipped him and hired her as a bodyguard.

"Ambassador Intis Beckron?"

Miss Sharon's question was almost the same as a statement. If the tone hadn't been slightly different, Renekton would have thought that the other party was just stating a fact rather than asking a question.

"Yes, he is the main messenger who sent people to assassinate this poor detective."

Renekton gave Klein a look that said you could really cause trouble.

"It was really just an accident!"

Klein defended himself.

Then he looked at Miss Sharon, thought for a moment and said:

"Thank you for your protection. This matter is over here. I will pay you the remaining 900 pounds in two days. This is the limit for withdrawing money."

"Should we still leave it to Maric?"

Sharon's voice echoed in the living room in a somewhat unreal and ethereal tone:

"Give it to me directly"

"I promise to protect you for three days, not once."

Klein was stunned for a moment. This Miss Sharon had an unexpected spirit of contract. Although I was a little helpless and it would be inconvenient for me to do many things, I still said:

"Ok."

Miss Sharon lifted the hem of her skirt, bowed slightly, and disappeared from the glass window.

“A lady with great style!”

Renekton commented on the side.

Klein nodded in agreement, and then thought of another question:

"I encountered these things not long after I came to Backlund, and I got all the subsequent potion formulas. Isn't it a coincidence?"

"Although I have done divination before and learned that the hope of becoming stronger lies in Backlund, but is it too fast and too easy?"

Renekton looked at Klein with a strange expression. He felt that the other person had encountered too many events and had misunderstood the word simple, and then said:

"Easy? Do you mean it's easy to survive from Rosago? Or do you mean easy to get on Ambassador Backlund's assassination list?"

Klein was speechless for a moment, then paused before continuing:

"I mean, it's all so coincidental, it's like there's an invisible hand behind it all."

"The law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics, haven't you noticed that everything you attract is related to the diviner path?"

Renekton reminded Klein.

"The law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics? It's a bit weird! This kind of attraction can even indirectly affect destiny. Does every extraordinary person encounter this situation? Or do I have some strange characteristics in me?"

Klein fell into deep thought, and he intuitively thought that there should be something special about him. Otherwise, why would the Extraordinaries still get into a mess under this passive attraction?

"Obviously it's the latter. The aggregation effect between extraordinary characteristics will only be particularly obvious if you are demigod or above, so you need to make a certain concealment."

Renekton gave an answer, but he didn't say too much. If he said too much, Klein knew that his identity as the Fool had been exposed to him.

Klein nodded thoughtfully and did not continue. His remaining doubts were related to Gray Mist's secret, and he could not reveal it before he completely trusted the other party.

"You can owe me my reward first. I'm not in a hurry to use the money. Don't worry, there is no interest. I know you are very poor!"

After Renekton said something heartbreaking, he dragged Bugs Bunny aside for a short distance through the spiritual world and returned to the house across the street.

Looking at the empty sofa, Klein sighed:

"What does it mean to know that I am poor? I am indeed very poor."

Feeling that his home suddenly became deserted, Klein simply returned to the bedroom to rest.

After Renekton returned to his home, he saw the crow Anu commanding a group of spirits to tidy up the room.

Seeing this scene, Renekton sighed:

"Very good, everyone has learned to outsource tasks."

Neither Renekton nor Bugs Bunny has the habit of cleaning their rooms. In the past, Renekton squeezed Bugs Bunny, and later Bugs Bunny squeezed his crow brother, but Anu, the crow, has now learned to squeeze the souls of his subordinates.

Going straight back to his bedroom, Renekton fell asleep a little tired.

Until early the next morning, Bugs Bunny came upstairs with some fruit and a few newspapers.

Renekton curiously picked up a copy of the "Tasok News". He was curious about what kind of official explanation would be given for the death of Ambassador Intis, Becron.

The headlines in today’s newspapers are particularly eye-catching:

"Intis' ambassador to Backlund, Backlund, was killed in the embassy. The whereabouts of the murderer are unknown! It is suspected that members of the terrorist organization Moss Ascetic Order have infiltrated Backlund!"

"Mos Trappist Order? Why did you blame the Moss Trappist Order? Did anyone discover the traces of my use of mysterious reappearance?"

Renekton found it inconceivable that the Moss Tragedy would be the one to take the blame in the end. He thought he would find any random force to take the blame, such as the Aurora Society. They would be a perfect fit.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Renekton felt that it was actually quite appropriate to shift the blame. At least the Church of Steam in Intis would obviously accept this reason, and this was even what they were pushing for.

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Renekton looked at the gloomy weather outside the window and sighed:

"Backlund's sunshine is really rare!"

He took out the demon badge that had been idle for a long time and the conspirator trait from Bekeran, quickly arranged the ceremony, and transferred both items to the library in the spirit world.

Renekton then closed his eyes and meditated, sketching patterns in his mind while shaking his own spirituality.

The spirituality on his body is like the ripples of water, and a incomplete ring composed of gears and chains emerges behind him.

Renekton's consciousness soon came to the library deep in the spiritual world, and saw the red-light El Moria who was discussing issues with Mr. Huang.

"Good morning! Mr. Huang, good morning! Mr. El Moria."

Renekton stepped forward to say hello in a familiar manner.

Then he went to the corner where he kept his miscellaneous items and dug out the conspirator's extraordinary characteristics and devil's badge that had just been delivered to him.

"Mr. Huang, do you have a way to peel off the flame domain part of this characteristic?"

Renekton handed over the conspiracy traitor in his hand.

"No, it would be okay if it were still a material, but now it has complete characteristics, and the Darknessless One's purification ability cannot separate only a part of it."

Mr. Huang shook his head slightly and replied.

This was the first time Renekton heard that Mr. Huang had something he couldn't do.

"You want to ask why those ancient species in the Second Age can independently gather extraordinary power in a certain field? Just like the frost dragon that gathers various abilities in the frost field?"

Before Renekton could ask, Mr. Huang said the question Renekton wanted to ask.

The red-light El Moria on the side chuckled twice and answered:

"At that time, the extraordinary characteristics were not as systematic as they are now. Except for those angel-level characteristics at the top, the other extraordinary characteristics were not aggregated into a complete serial potion."

"So the creatures at that time could easily find some characteristics in the same field to devour, but now, most of the characteristics have been integrated. Didn't you find that the main materials of potions basically only have two kinds of materials?"

Renekton was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that a long time had passed since the first blasphemous tablet was born. During this time, extraordinary species were obviously not static.

Except for dragons, giants, vampires, humans, and elves, which are huge races and are protected by the true god, the rest of the species must have changed.