Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

At night, in a hotel in Bayam dock area.

Klein was lying on the hotel bed, thinking about where to go after leaving Bayam, and fell asleep unknowingly.

In his sleep, he came to a somewhat familiar tower. His eyes that were still a little confused suddenly became clear, and he woke up instantly.

Am I dreaming? Is it from the Church of Storms’ investigation of Byam? Or Will Asceptin? . It should be the latter. The former can only be achieved with the help of magical items, and the Church of Storms is not good at dreams.

While he was thinking, there was a creaking sound from the wooden door in front of him, and an empty stroller swayed out of the door.

Inside the stroller, there was only a silver-gray blanket, with crooked Rune words written all over it in blood:

"Woooooo~ Your friend stole my things!"

"He even wanted to steal something from an unborn baby. It's too much! That despicable, dirty, hateful thief, thief!"

"Those who hang out with that guy Amon are indeed not good people! That guy Leodro, whose body is faster than his brain, didn't kill the two thieves and let them escape with the Church of the Waves. It's really So shameful!”

Looking at the words on the blanket, Klein seemed to see a baby crying loudly in front of him, accusing him of his tragic experience.

"You know a lot." Klein sighed slightly.

In the stroller, on the silver-gray blanket, the blood-red words squirmed and quickly formed a new sentence:

"I have lost the little dice that have been with me for thousands of years. If I hadn't been in my mother's belly, I would have almost pretended to be a corpse to go find them to settle the score."

Just looking at these words, you can feel Will's full of resentment. Klein sighed in his heart, and then comforted him:

"Think on the bright side. Anyway, you haven't been able to accommodate that die of probability for thousands of years. If you lose it, just pretend it never happened."

On the silver-gray blanket, scarlet words were written with some incompletely dried blood:

"Uuuu~ Is there anyone so comforting?"

"How about I go ask him for you?" Klein said casually, somewhat helplessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, new writing appeared on the silver-gray blanket on the stroller:

"it is good!"

"He's already here."

"Already here?" Klein asked in confusion, following his intuition and looking sideways behind him.

Little bits of bright starlight came from outside the dream, directly crossed the boundary of the dream and appeared next to him.

The stars quickly gathered together, and Renekton's figure emerged from the stars.

"Good evening~" His eyes paused on Klein for a moment, and he nodded slightly in greeting.

Then he turned his attention to the stroller beside him. In the empty stroller, there was only a silver-grey blanket with Rune characters written on it:

"You shameful thief! You even bullied an unborn child!"

"That's my one and only! It's mine! Mine!"

"What did you do to the dice of probability? I feel that the opportunity has completely disappeared!"

"Wow~"

Renekton stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead. He didn't know why, but even though he just saw some words, he felt as if Will Asceptin was making a big fuss in front of him.

"Ahem~" He cleared his throat and said calmly:

"This matter has an influence from a higher level of destiny. The dice of probability resisted, but failed, and my Wheel of Fortune card was also eaten by that dice."

"The Dice of Probability is in my hand now, but it has undergone some subtle changes. I think if you want to accommodate it now, the right opportunity may be at any time."

In the stroller, the words on the silver-gray blanket were distorted for a while before reshaping:

"After accommodating the current dice of probability, am I still me?"

Renekton held his left hand horizontally, rubbed his chin with his right hand, and said in a hoarse voice:

"As long as you are lucky enough, you can become the Key of Light in one step."

"Moreover, the Dice of Probability has been with you for thousands of years, and it has begun to activate. You have not been able to find an opportunity to accommodate it. This already shows your luck."

"Shut up! Wow~"

The word floating on the silver-gray blanket became large and twisted, like a troubled child.

Will Asceptin's reaction was somewhat beyond Renekton's expectations. He looked at the empty crib in front of him with a slightly raised eyebrow. He had already started to restart, and there was no way to stop the process? So you can only negotiate with me in this way?

While thinking, he stretched out his right hand and manipulated the dream to directly manifest the dice of probability in his hand. He handed the dice of probability to the crib and said:

"How about you try your luck? As long as it gives you five or six points, I think you can still try to accommodate it."

The first words quickly emerged from the silver-gray blanket in the stroller:

"I'm just an unborn child!"

"Also, keep it away from me, not even in your dreams!"

Renekton's outstretched hand froze for a moment, then he retracted it as if nothing had happened. After letting the probability die in his hand disappear, he said casually:

"Anyway, you don't have a chance to accommodate the Dice of Probability, so just sell it to me. How about I find an opportunity to grab you a copy of the characteristics of the Mercury Snake?"

"Okay, it's a deal, don't lie to children!"

This time the words appeared on the blanket very quickly, like words that had been prepared long ago. Without giving Renekton a chance to react, the words disappeared and new words immediately appeared:

"Long-term communication is not conducive to the growth of a little baby. I want to go back to my mother's belly to sleep. Also, don't forget your promise!"

As the Rune words emerged one by one, the stroller returned directly to the tower. As the wooden door creaked shut, the dream was shattered.

At the moment when the dream was shattered, green and thick vines suddenly sprang up, covering the surrounding area like a heavy rain.

They intertwined and intertwined, quickly forming a forest, with layers upon layers going up, and the top could not be seen at all.

This space made of pea vines briefly took over Klein's previous dream, keeping the two of them where they were.

Klein looked around, then turned to look at Renekton and asked:

"Have you completely gotten rid of Amon?"

Renekton nodded lightly, not wondering how Klein knew about the pull between him and Amon. He gently rubbed his fingers, creating pieces of bright starlight. These starlights condensed instantly, forming two high-definition sheets. Back chair.

He sat leisurely on the high-backed chair made of stars, and said with a little sigh in his voice:

"That's right. He followed me into the Church of Knowledge, and was directly cleaned up by the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. All remaining Worms of Time were eliminated, leaving only the monocle that slipped away."

"Unfortunately, the Wheel of Fortune card I borrowed from Bernadette was swallowed by the dice of probability. I don't know where to find a new Blasphemy card to return to her."

"Eh, Black Emperor Card?" Klein asked tentatively.

Renekton chuckled and shook his head:

"No, I would rather find the blasphemous card corresponding to the path of the witch and return it to Bernadette."

To a certain extent, it is not unreasonable for you to get together with Amon. Klein silently cursed in his heart, and then changed the subject:

"The 'Key of Light' is the source material corresponding to the path of destiny? Has it contaminated the die of probability?"

Renekton nodded lightly, clasped his hands and said in a deep voice:

"It can be said to be pollution, or it can be said to be a degree of activation that deepens this uniqueness."

"The feedback I got after investigating through the Mysterious Eye is that it is fitting into the world bit by bit. By gradually bringing the surrounding things under its control, manipulating their probabilities, it has established some wonderful connection with the river of destiny."

"What consequences will this bring? Can't it be sealed directly?"

Klein frowned slightly. An inexplicable hunch emerged in his heart. This matter seemed to have some connection with him.

Renekton chuckled and shook his head:

"The original method of sealing the Dice of Probability is to use specific sealed objects to isolate its connection with the spirit world, star world and real world, or to repeat the fate seal to a small extent to keep it in a sleeping or quiet state."

"But now, its status has been further improved. The former method is already difficult to achieve. As for the latter, I don't know if it is useful, but only the mercury snake can do it."

"As for the consequences, if you give it a long enough time, it can affect the entire world, so that all actions of all living creatures are determined by the points it throws, except of course the gods."

"To put it simply, it means digitizing the entire world, but it will take a long time. Even if the doomsday comes, it may not be able to achieve this level."

Klein lowered his eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "This is already very dangerous."

"There is no item that is not dangerous due to uniqueness."

Renekton sighed softly, thinking of the brass book Trunsoest that interfered with the underlying rules by formulating laws.