Lord of the Mysteries

Klein thought seriously for a while and came up with all sorts of theories, but because he lacked the necessary information, he could only temporarily ascribe the cause of the matter to the difference in the flow of time between the Earth and this world.

Roselle and I have transmigrated less than a year apart, but in this world, we are separated by nearly two hundred years. That is to say, even if I were to spend two hundred years to find a way to return, it’s likely that I won’t lose the opportunity to meet my parents. At most, I’d have been missing for a year… Klein made a contrasting inference, improving his mood significantly. He instantly felt filled with motivation.

Of course, he himself knew very well that this reasoning was not rigorous, because this was determined by one precondition, and it was currently impossible to confirm it.

What if Roselle transmigrated after me? That might involve so-called spatial-temporal turbulence. When the time comes, there is no guarantee that I’ll return to the proper time node… Klein poured cold water on his burgeoning mood.

Roselle’s first diary entry was the product of having held back for a long time; therefore, it took up more than two pages. Klein flipped to the end and read the remaining two lines.

“25th February. What a boring world. There are no newspapers and so few novels! I think I need to help this culturally impoverished society, but the premise of this is that I have to get some money and recall how paper is made and how the print press is done.

“As a transmigrator, I can only live on the pocket money that my new dad and mom gave me. I can only occasionally see one or two shiny Fermo gold. What a tragic story.

“However, hunting is quite interesting.

“28th February. This world might be a little different from what I know it to be.

“I got lost while hunting in the woods today. As a result, I saw an unimaginably intense battle.

“In the battle, the man who was surrounded had additional eyes growing on his face—a total of four eyes! They even shot dark green light! Th-this is f**king illogical! Is this a humanoid monster?

“This is actually a fantasy world, right?

“That monster’s opponent was even more powerful. He summoned a pillar of light that burned with golden flames. Yes, I think it was summoned…

“Fortunately, they didn’t discover me. After getting rid of that monster, that person left with the corpse.

“I, Huang Tao, am indeed the protagonist. I discovered the truth of this world a few days after I transmigrated!

“Perhaps they can recognize the mysterious symbols and patterns on the silver token… Of course, I won’t ask. I want to become like them and crack it myself!

“There’s another key reason as to why I said this. I can’t even f**king remember what the pattern looks like. I can only vaguely remember it.”

Indeed the protagonist? Emperor, did you pour all of your eighth-grader syndrome soul into your diary? Klein couldn’t help but lampoon.

interested in the silver plate, which might have been the cause for Roselle’s transmigration, and he was eager to find

could really decipher it by relying on the mysticism knowledge of this world, then transmigration might not have just been a coincidence… Klein put down the diary pages, rapped his fingers on the table, and lifted the screen that

leaned back in his chair and

breath and said, “I would like to purchase the stomach pouch of a Spirit Eater and 20 ml of blood from a Deep

can afford

the rest of the money would come

once I gained rich Beyonder means. I wouldn’t even make contact with this circle. I’ll write books, save up

one would respond, Alger said in a low voice, “I saw the Deep Sea Marlin’s blood at the recent gathering

what’s the point of saying this? Showing off your experience? Fors curled her lips secretly but said in all seriousness, “Mr. Hanged Man, please keep an eye out for me.

Alger sneered.

half a year. Even

and Feynapotter can have many ingredients gathered together. From your accent, you should be a Backlund citizen, or someone who has been living

still need to rely on myself? Fors almost looked

said, “I know roughly where a few Spirit Eaters are

need the gold pounds

with a fake

for the Solar High Priest potion…

said, “The Solar High Priest potion

I’ve heard of it, but the formula for this Sequence is at least 750 pounds, and if you’re in a hurry to get it, it can be sold for more than a thousand pounds. Furthermore, the stomach bag of a Spirit Eater and blood of a Deep Sea Marlin do not exceed 400 pounds each. They’re only worth 300 pounds most of the time. Do you understand me?” Fors

can give you two or three

Sea Marlin, he didn’t even consider it. He had never even

them or fry them? To be honest, I have no idea when I’ll be able to sell it… Most importantly, I’m unable to afford the formula for Solar High Priest…

gathering who was good at purification. She thought of the Band of Light ring, and she believed that

for a moment, touched her face, looked around, and then asked with great sincerity, “Everyone, do you have any good ways of earning

she finished her sentence, she realized that everyone

could be described by the soundless palace and the quiet gray

As for Mr. Fool, he doesn’t need money… Fors wisely

stocks, etc. Oh, you can also go through the kingdom’s bounty notices and complete them in accordance with the price and the period of time at a bearable level… Audrey knew that she didn’t have any real experience in making money, so

resisted the urge to manipulate the words

a few seconds, he maintained an unfathomable posture, making The World gloomily and hoarsely say, “Help me keep a lookout for

Bottle. Furthermore, he was considering to find an opportunity to turn

enough to match the cost of Sequence

Tarot Club help him pay attention in advance so that he