Mystery: Chaos Path

“Queen, why…”

Cattleya was genuinely perplexed and hesitant at this moment.

Because in this letter from the mysterious Queen Bernadette, a mysterious and powerful being was mentioned, specifically wanting to meet with Frank, and seemingly intending to invite Frank to join a certain laboratory.

But that's Frank!

The Frank who wanted to crossbreed wheat and cows, grew milk-producing mushrooms, and turned fish blood into red wine!

Cattleya couldn't imagine what Frank, with his madness and hands-on ability, could create if he received funding from a big shot.

However, Cattleya quickly realized that while she, as the captain of the Future, was fully aware of how crazy her first mate was, the mysterious Queen Bernadette obviously didn't know.

“Should I write a letter to remind the Queen?” Cattleya hesitated, then thought of something else and murmured: “No, even if the Queen doesn't know, that mysterious being must have some understanding of Frank's situation, otherwise they wouldn't want to invite him to join the laboratory.”

“Laboratory…” Cattleya frowned. Even though she had always admired and trusted Bernadette immensely, she still felt worried at this moment. “What kind of laboratory would invite Frank to join?”

Cattleya couldn't help but look in the direction of Frank's usual residence. If nothing unexpected happened, Frank should be doing his experiment to give wheat the taste of beef, right?

“Actually, I don't need to worry too much. After all, Frank is just a Sequence 6. No matter how crazy he is, he can't really destroy the world… right, haha!” Cattleya chuckled dryly at the end. The words were meant to be self-comforting, but the more she said them, the less confident she became.

In the dark, Cattleya even had a strange feeling, as if the future of humanity was in her hands at this moment, and would take different paths depending on the decisions she made.

“No, what am I thinking? How is this possible!” Cattleya shook her head, suppressed the wild thoughts in her mind, then folded the letter and put it away, preparing to go find Frank.

Even though she had a thousand doubts in her heart, this was, after all, the Queen's instruction, so no matter how hesitant she was, Cattleya would do it.

Cattleya's timing was obviously quite good. As soon as she arrived at the door of Frank's room, she saw Frank, covered in mud, walking out of the room, holding a stalk of wheat in his hand, muttering something under his breath.

“Frank!” Seeing that the latter hadn't noticed her arrival at all, Cattleya couldn't help but call out.

“Captain, is there something you need?” Frank only then noticed Cattleya, and immediately showed a happy smile, asking.

“Indeed, there is something…” With the arrow on the string, she had no choice but to release it. Cattleya didn't beat around the bush and told him everything.

“Really? Captain. I'm willing to talk to that being.” Frank's eyes lit up after hearing Cattleya's words, and he replied without any hesitation.

This was not surprising, after all, Frank had always been ostracized by others because of his whimsical ideas, and even as a loyal believer of the Mother Goddess, he had been expelled from the Church of the Earth Mother.

Although Frank himself never thought he was wrong, he inevitably felt lost that no one recognized him. Now, hearing that someone actually appreciated him so much, he was naturally more excited than anyone else.

“Since you agree, then I'll reply to the Queen right away, you…” Cattleya looked at Frank, whose expression was full of excitement, hesitant to speak, originally wanting to give a few instructions, but in the end, she said nothing.

She also knew how much Frank had always wanted to be recognized by others. Now that someone who appreciated Frank had finally appeared, it was obviously a good thing for him.

The only problem was probably…

Cattleya subconsciously bit her lower lip, and the previous worries emerged again.

Would she really not become a sinner of this world?

… …

Cattleya's worries were naturally unknown to Bernadette. At this moment, she was accompanying Rosell on a tour of the exhibition.

That's right, they were visiting the Rosell Memorial Exhibition.

Just now, Bernadette, adhering to the principle of swiftness, wrote a letter to Cattleya and had a messenger send it to her on the spot.

Then, after the three of them sat in the different space for half a minute, Rollin suggested that since they were already here, they might as well visit the Rosell Memorial Exhibition together.

Bernadette naturally had no objection to this. She had originally come to visit the Rosell Memorial Exhibition today to reminisce about the past. Although she had just run through the entire Royal Museum, because she was focused on finding Rosell, it couldn't really be called “visiting,” so she naturally didn't mind visiting it again.

Especially visiting with her father, for Bernadette, was also a good experience.

Rosell himself was somewhat resistant to this, but unfortunately, he had no say.

So the three of them happily started visiting the Rosell Memorial Exhibition.

“This is the flushing toilet that Emperor Rosell used to use…”

No mistake, one first, one hair, one inside, one content, one in, one look!

The guide lady responsible for guiding the tourists was introducing the golden toilet on display in a meticulous manner, almost making the toilet sound like a flower.

Not far away, Rollin couldn't help but laugh as he listened to the explanation, glanced at Rosell's strange expression, and joked: “Why didn't you just make the toilet out of pure gold?”

Rosell's expression was not very good. Previously, his attention was on Bernadette, and he hadn't really noticed what things were on display at this memorial exhibition. Now, seeing that even his toilet was there, it could be said that his face turned green.

After all, no one would want such a private thing to be put in public and watched by people, even for Rosell, this was a level of social death.

So at this moment, facing Rollin's teasing, Rosell said weakly: “I didn't have money at the time, I couldn't afford to build a pure gold one, so I could only plate it with a layer of gold.”

After speaking, Rosell couldn't help but grit his teeth and say: “What exactly is the Steam Church doing, how can they even have this kind of thing… Don't I have so many serious things, aren't they enough for them to exhibit?”

“Is there a possibility that it's because there are too many serious things, that these not-so-serious things are even more worthy of exhibition?” Rollin suggested with a smile, “You should be glad that you only liked to use diaries back then, and still used Chinese, otherwise if you had any hobbies of collecting lovers' hair, jewelry, etc., tsk tsk tsk…”

At the end, Rollin shook his head, the implication being self-evident.

Rosell's expression suddenly became even more unsightly, and at the same time, a trace of rejoicing couldn't help but arise in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, he could be considered half a serious person, without those strange hobbies, otherwise…

Thinking of a certain possibility, Rosell couldn't help but shiver.