Chapter 8 Grisha Adam's Gaze (4k)Title of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 4044 words Update time: 2025-05-08 17:52:31
"Just tell me, what do you want?"
Hearing Lumian speaking with a shy face, Ningluo said to him leisurely:
"For your sister's sake, I might be able to help you. But you have to do it as soon as possible. After all, your sister might be waking up soon. I can see that she doesn't want you to come into contact with extraordinary powers."
When Lumian heard Nimrod's words, he moved his ears and indeed heard a noise coming from downstairs.
The choice before me now is between that mysterious woman and this strange Beyonder who looks very powerful... If Aurore knew about this, she would definitely stop me from becoming an Beyonder!
He seems much more reliable than that mysterious woman...
Lumian took a deep breath and said carefully:
"I hope to exchange an opportunity from you to become a Beyonder. Since you can enter my dream, you must be a very powerful Beyonder..."
He did not expect that the Extraordinary being in front of him would give him extraordinary power for free, but from just a few words, Lumian felt that his special dream seemed to be the place that attracted this Extraordinary being.
[He has the destiny of becoming a "destructive natural disaster."]
At this moment, the voice of Tianzun slowly came to Ningluo's ears, as if giving some reminders:
[In case you don't know, I need to tell you that this is an opportunity. "Destruction Scourge" is one of the offspring of the "Fallen Mother Goddess" and our original creator...]
[My fellow countrymen, I don't know whether "symbols" exist in your world, but in our world, "symbols" are almost equivalent to the laws of the extraordinary world. If you can become the father recognized by "Destruction Disaster", then we will have a chance to go one step further…]
"—Why should I help you? I'm not your godfather."
Listening to Tianzun's words, Ningluo's heart moved slightly, and he deliberately spoke to Lumian.
Although he did not have the idea of "I want to become the first synthetic baker!", and he did not know what lies were hidden in Tianzun's words, he believed that he really could not let go of the "Red Priest" cub in front of him.
He couldn't just go against Tianzun in everything just because he was afraid of Tianzun's lies. Although Tianzun seemed to have digested the Sequence Eight Potion of the Fool's Path very well in the Dream City, it was undeniable that he was also the most terrifying "deceiver" in the universe.
[You seem to be thinking about something very offensive.]
When Tianzun's voice sounded again, Ninglu felt a little guilty for a moment, but he still said in a low voice with a calm tone:
"illusion."
After a brief and pleasant exchange with Tianzun, he looked at Lumian in front of him with a smile on his face.
Lumian's face seemed uncertain, but soon, he seemed to have made up his mind:
"father..."
Compared with my sister's safety, what does it mean to verbally acknowledge someone as my father?
If I can gain extraordinary powers by recognizing a father, I can recognize many fathers!
...You will be able to do great things in the future, Lumian. Nimrod whispered silently in his heart.
However, before Lumian could finish what he was about to say, he was interrupted by the sound of a door opening:
"What are you two doing so late at night?"
Auror was wearing pajamas, her hair was a little messy, and her tone and expression were a little doubtful. She looked at Nimrod and her brother, as if wondering what had happened between them.
——Before that, she secretly divined what Nimrod had said before and confirmed that he was not lying.
"Before, I speculated that his dream would attract something else." Nimrod continued Aurore's words:
"I was attracted by his special dream. Rational people are like this, and spiritual beings that lack rationality are more easily attracted. Now I see that this is what led me to this owl."
"Yes, sister, I just saw Naroka..." Lumian laughed dryly and quickly spoke to Auror.
I must never let Aurore know that I almost had a father!
Just as Lumian secretly made up his mind, Nimrod's voice appeared in Lumian's ears very softly:
"Don't worry, I won't tell your sister about these things. This is a secret between us."
"Tonight, we will meet in your dream. In your dream, there is something that can make you an extraordinary person."
Lumian even felt a little grateful to Nimrod for a moment, but the next moment, Nimrod's voice suppressed his gratitude:
"But when it's just the two of us, what are you going to call me?"
"You have to call me Godfather!"
Why is this man so vindictive... Hearing Nimrod's words, Lumian couldn't help but whisper to himself in his heart.
…
Time passed quickly, and Ningluo continued to investigate the village in his dream throughout the day, which made the impression of "Kordu Village" in his mind gradually deepen.
Lumian and Aurore dealt with Naroka's death and continued their secret investigation into the dead owl and the parish priest.
Late at night, above the gray fog.
Tianzun was curled up in a luxurious chair, sipping the historical projection in the cup comfortably; Ninglu was quietly watching the countdown on the back of his hand decreasing bit by bit.
Today is his last day here. The preparations have been made well enough. What he needs to do now is to enter what Lumian thinks is the "dream ruins", which is actually the "reality"!
Before this, he had kept his physical body in the "Source Castle" and only entered Lumian's dream with his spirit.
But he couldn't stay in Sefirah Castle all his life. If he didn't dare to enter the real world for fear of being watched by those in higher positions, then the "golden finger" he had worked so hard to obtain would be wasted.
After all, the end of the world won't wait for you to complete all your preparations.
Although Ningluo's impression of "The Ring of Fate" was not very clear, he knew very well that "Source Castle" was also coveted by more than one Outer God.
And he never wants to put his fate in the hands of others.
As he was thinking, Ningluo took a deep breath, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the gray fog.
Tianzun gently put down the newspaper in his hand and whispered to himself:
"I'm completely unable to steal His thoughts… The will that has awakened in this body is very important, but it cannot penetrate outside…"
"Is He really from outside this world? Is He the beginning of another world?"
"What a terrible compatriot."
…
Lumian gradually became sober in the thin gray mist. The surroundings remained the same, the only change was the knock on the door.
Is it Mr. Nimrod? Lumian whispered in his heart, carefully looked out the window, and after confirming that the person knocking on the door was Nimrod, he carefully pushed the door open with his weapon.
At this moment, the Beyonder in front of him, who looked no different from an ordinary person in reality, looked extremely terrifying:
Gray mist flowed under the wizard hat and classical wizard robe, making the Extraordinary in front of him look like a human figure made up of gray mist.
However, Lumian only felt his eyes blurred slightly, and the human figure made of gray mist in front of him slowly became fainter, and soon turned into a person who just exuded a faint mist and had the same condition as an ordinary person.
"What's wrong?"
Nimrod looked at Lumian with a slightly strange look.
"Ah..." Lumian came back to his senses and said to Nimrod in front of him: "Mr. Nimrod, what do we need to do later?"
Nimrod didn't say anything, and Lumian didn't plan to ask about the strange monster-like appearance. He had heard a story from his sister Aurore, in which a pretender who had been living peacefully but was exposed slaughtered all the survivors.
"Remember that shotgun monster you encountered earlier?"
Nimrod watched Lumian carefully close the door and pointed his finger at the quiet ruins outside:
"It, or its kind, has the characteristics that can turn an ordinary person into a Beyonder. What we need to do now is to hunt this monster directly and use the auxiliary materials to make a 'magic potion'."
Nimrod couldn't quite remember whether Ms. Salty Fish had explained anything about potions to Lumian, so he simply gave a brief account of the knowledge related to potions. After he finished, he smiled:
"You need to hunt monsters by yourself. I will only provide some assistance to help you lead away those that are far beyond your current capabilities. If you can't even deal with the remaining less intelligent monsters, you won't be able to skillfully use the abilities that the potion brings you even if you become a Beyonder."
"…That's about it, do you understand?"
"I understand, Mr. Nimrod." Lumian took a deep breath and said tentatively: "Then I am ready to hunt that monster?"
"Okay." Ningluo nodded gently: "As your godfather, I need to remind you of one thing."
Lumian looked up suddenly.
"Although out-of-control monsters with extraordinary powers have low intelligence, they still have the 'instincts' given by extraordinary characteristics." Nimrod considered his words and said to Lumian: "Based on my observation, the monster you encountered in your dream the day before yesterday should be a 'hunter'."
"When you hunt it, it will also prepare to hunt you. The transformation of hunter and prey often happens in an instant."
"...I see."
Lumian nodded solemnly, picked up the steel fork and axe and walked away.
He didn't think he could defeat a monster with extraordinary power head-on. The phrase "the weak defeating the strong" sounds nice, but in most cases the "weak" party has something that the strong party doesn't have.
Originally, Lumian thought that his only strength was his ability to outsmart such a monster, but now he was a little unsure.
However, he still planned to set up multiple traps according to his previous idea, using himself as bait to lure the shotgun monster into the trap. He just planned to spend more time digging the trap as deep as possible to weaken the shotgun monster's power as much as possible!
Only monsters that act on instinct will fight head-on.
A little further away, Nimrod watched as Lumian began to set traps and lure monsters at a rapid speed.
"I have now appeared in the real world. Logically speaking, my current situation is like a firefly in the dark night or a lighthouse in a storm. After appearing in the real world, I will be discovered by those high-level beings..."
Nimrod was talking to himself. At this point, Nimrod muttered:
"I have already contacted Lumian, the 'chess piece' nominated by many parties, and slightly changed some of the things that were supposed to happen to Lumian, but no one is paying attention to me now?"
"Did the Sefirah Castle block the sight of others for me?"
"No, this is unlikely." Nimrod denied his own guess and muttered silently in his heart: "My current status relies on the 'Source Castle', and the 'Source Castle' itself is not invincible. It can also be discovered by beings of the same status..."
"Even if you add what Tianzun said about my own peculiarities, it is impossible for me to be ignored by all the high-ranking beings. I did not inherit the 'Sea of Chaos', and I am not an audience member who can 'psychologically become invisible'."
"Even if my presence completely disappears in the occult sense, the unknown identity of the person who 'contacted Lumian' will attract the attention of these high-ranking beings, and my physical body is truly present in these ruins!"
Having deduced this, Nimrod suddenly had a bold guess in his mind:
"Could it be that after a certain high-ranking being noticed me, he deliberately blocked the sight of other high-ranking beings..."
After thinking about it, there is actually only one person who has the reason and ability to do this.
After this guess came up, Ningluo did not hesitate and spoke in a low voice:
"Tianzun."
"Do you think that God's successor would want someone to help him suppress God's will?"
During the time that Nimrod was waiting for Lumian to act and make inferences, Nimrod had already seen Lumian encounter the shotgun monster and led the shotgun monster into the extremely deep trap.
The countdown on the back of Ninglu's hand was ticking slowly and was about to reach zero.
In an instant, gray mist rose from the back of Ning Lu's hand and quickly spread to other parts of his body, trying to completely wrap his body up.
He subconsciously looked up at the sky and seemed to see a pure gaze coming from above the deep sea.
In the silent gray mist, Tianzun's chuckle and His answer simultaneously appeared in Nimrod's ears:
[meeting.]
[Now, we have common interests and goals. ]Chapter 9 Return to the MysteryTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 4124 words Update time: 2025-05-09 22:11:12
"We have common interests and goals"?
After noticing that gaze, Nimrod quickly realized who was looking at him:
That is the "ancient sun god" of the past, the "true creator" of the present, and the "omniscient and omnipotent" of the future.
Willing to sacrifice anyone for the sake of "Earth" as a whole, but also willing to sacrifice their own pioneers.
Grisha Adam!
"He really noticed me…"
The gray fog quickly enveloped Nimrod's entire body, strong enough to block Adam's sight. Nimrod felt the burning pain on the back of his neck, and ignored the teasing words of Tianzun, muttering to himself:
"So it was after He noticed my existence that He blocked the sight of the Celestial Lord, the Fallen Mother Goddess, and Ms. Salted Fish of this era, causing them to ignore my existence?"
The stinging and burning sensation behind his neck slowly dissipated under the cover of the gray mist, which also dissipated from Nimrod's side, revealing the scene in front of him:
The crimson moonlight followed the outline of the window and sprinkled in front of him, illuminating the interior of the room in an eerie light red.
Ningluo turned around and gently pulled at the Amon-exclusive wizard costume wrapped around him, then turned sideways to look at himself in the mirror. At this moment, an inverted black cross tattoo was emerging on the skin behind his neck, with a thin layer of gray mist covering the tattoo.
Too bad, I can't take the civil service exam if I have tattoos.
This was the first thought that came to Nimrod's mind.
Then, Ning Lu tidied up his clothes. He heard a knock on the door. After guessing who was knocking, he said:
"Come in."
Nimrod could probably guess who would come here at this time - the place where he lived was one of the bases of the Aurora Society, and Mr. Z, who was also a messenger of God, naturally lived here as well.
Just before he was about to return to the "Lord of Mysteries" timeline, Grisha Adam's gaze was cast upon him, forming a dark inverted cross mark.
Grisha Adam = the true creator of the future, and the will of the current true creator is close to complete madness. Sometimes it is even difficult to distinguish the specific situation of his own God-favored ones, and the sound of his mumbling will be transmitted to the ears of every one of his low-sequence people indiscriminately.
Therefore, the true Creator cannot tell whether the mark on himself brought by gaze is bestowed by himself.
...In other words, he has now actually become a person favored by the true Creator, and an agent who personally watches over and bestows blessings on him.
However, the aura of Sefirah Castle enveloped the mark Adam had left on him, making it difficult for him to be discovered by the Adam of this era.
The moment Nimrod's words fell, the door was pushed open with a "bang", and a figure wrapped in a black robe rushed in at lightning speed, then unconsciously slowed down his steps, stood respectfully in front of Nimrod, and lowered his head humbly:
"... Your Excellency the Favored One."
When Ninglu heard Mr. Z say these words, he felt that there was now a tragically thick barrier between the two of them.
"What's up?"
Ningluo spoke to Mr. Z in front of him in a calm tone. Mr. Z hesitated for a moment and said in a heavy tone:
"I am guilty of questioning your piety."
"I failed to see the piety and strength in your heart, and failed to hear your faith in the Lord... I feel guilty for speaking harshly to you yesterday."
I still prefer your previous rebellious look.
Ningluo whispered in his heart, brewing his next words, preparing to seduce people a little:
"That doesn't have to be the case, Z."
"We are all the Lord's messengers. We have all gathered together for the glory of the Lord. What we should do now is to unite and fight for the Lord's return, rather than blaming each other for our mistakes."
The pain in Mr. Z's eyes did not diminish at all. His chest rose and fell violently, as if he would vomit out his entire heart in the next moment:
"But it's wrong. I actually slandered a saint of the Lord... I am guilty..."
Very good, food and lodging are provided. You now fit my stereotype of a fanatic of the Aurora Society... Ningluo sighed slightly, helped Mr. Z, who was crawling on the ground due to excitement, and said to Mr. Z sincerely:
"Since you think so, atone your sins in your devotion to the Lord."
Before returning, Nimrod might have thought that he would get the attention of Grisha Adam, but he never imagined that this attention would turn into the favor of the real Creator.
The current situation was much better than Nimrod had imagined. The Aurora Society fanatics that he had originally planned to deal with had now become his helpers, and now all he had to deal with was Adam of this era, and Ince Zangwill, who held "0-08" under Adam's arrangement and the deal with the Goddess of Night.
In any case, although the idea of sacrificing the entire city of Tingen to allow the true creator to descend is very exciting, as a young man who grew up in a new era and has basically normal values, Nimrod must prevent the true creator from descending.
Moreover, putting all this aside - could sacrificing the people of a city be enough to make the real creator, who is still in a state of madness, regain his sanity and come down to the real world?
The real creator was expelled by the seven gods and hid in the East Continent, which is now the "Land Forsaken by God". If he descended here rashly, he would be surrounded and suppressed by the three gods Feng, Bai and Zhi.
Of course, the fanatical followers of the true creator have no brains of their own. They blindly believe that once their true God returns, he will sweep away everything.
Therefore, Nimrod had other plans when it came to the matter of the true Creator.
——Relying on the protection provided by "Source Castle", the thoughts that emerged in Nimrod's mind would not be known to others. Even the true God could not penetrate this layer of protection.
Judging from his own and Tianzun's situations, Klein currently holds the authority of Sefirah Castle above the gray fog, but the power bestowed upon Nimrod in the real world is even stronger.
"…You are right."
After Nimrod quietly used the extraordinary eloquence and charm that the "swindler" had given him, Mr. Z, who was in a frenzy, quickly regained his remaining sanity. After a long silence, he slowly spoke to Nimrod in front of him:
"Mr. L, although the Lord should have told other messengers and saints that you have become His favored one and agent, I still need to report to the Dark Saint."
"But... you are no longer a simple messenger of God, so I need to ask for your opinion: Do you need to contact the Dark Saint in person?"
Listening to Mr. Z's words, Ningluo couldn't help but fall into a moment of contemplation.
As he had been favored by the true Creator, the Dark Saint would certainly not doubt his identity. On the contrary, he would be in the eyes of the Aurora Society's top leaders - even the angels.
Now here comes the question.
I am Amon's clone.
Even if those low- and middle-sequence gods didn't recognize his appearance (without the monocle), the Aurora Society's top brass would definitely recognize the "Angel of Time"; and as a favored one of the true creator, an existence that had no sense of existence before but was quite pious in the eyes of the top brass, he had no reason to refuse to contact the top brass.
But considering the extent to which the Aurora Society members are willing to give up their brains, this matter may have certain risks, but it also contains more opportunities.
After thinking deeply for a moment, Nimrod nodded:
"Okay, we will contact the Dark Saint after daybreak. I just went through some... unimaginable things and I need to rest now."
Hearing what Ninglu said, Mr. Z did not raise any questions. He just bowed slightly, bowed, and left the room, closing the door carefully.
"You fanatics of the Secret Prayer Path are strangely considerate at a time like this..." Ning Lu complained in a low voice, feeling fatigue spreading up his torso. After taking off his clothes, he fell on the bed in the room.
In the timeline of "Loop of Fate", the pressure and accumulated fatigue in Nimrod's heart are real, and he is in urgent need of rest.
…
The next day at noon, after Nimrod got up, he took off his "Amon's signature wizard costume" and changed into a well-tailored suit - after all, he was not a real cultist, so there was no need to wear a black robe that made him look like an unkind person.
He was going to contact the Dark Saint in his current form.
Walking into the basement of the villa, Mr. Z had been waiting there early, preparing the extraordinary materials for the ceremony, waiting for Nimrod to arrive.
Seeing Nimrod walk into the room, Mr. Z bowed and said to Nimrod in a calm tone:
"You can start anytime."
Ning Lu nodded slightly, and Mr. Z, whose emotional intelligence improved greatly under certain circumstances, understood Ning Lu's expression and began to activate the ceremony in front of him.
Soon, Mr. Z's shadow extended forward, forming a figure that looked very young, but whose face could not be seen clearly.
"The Dark Saint" Xesma!
Ningluo gently raised his head, looked at the Dark Saint in front of him, and gently lowered his head:
"Hello, Your Excellency the Saint."
"Hello." The Dark Saint's tone was calm, correcting the mistakes in Nimrod's tone: "You are the Lord's agent, the Lord's favored one, you and I should be equal, there is no need to use honorifics."
——It seems that the Aurora Society maintained this weird class division before the real Creator and Adam merged.
"I understand, Your Excellency the Saint." Ningluo nodded gently and said sincerely: "Mr. Z made this report. Should I explain to you the process of how I gained God's favor?"
"Of course not." The Dark Saint's tone seemed to become gentler: "The Lord's favor is the Lord's gift to you. No one has the right to question the Lord's gift - but I have a doubt that I hope you can interpret for me, Mr. L."
The Dark Saint's tone was a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but swallowed it back: "You look a bit like the 'Angel of Time' in the rumors. Are you... His offspring?"
The relationship between the Amon family and the "Ancient Sun God" and the "True Creator" is vaguely understood among the top leaders of the Aurora Society, but the alliance between the two during the Solomon Empire is an ironclad fact.
This Mr. L is quite similar to the "Angel of Time" and has been favored by the Lord. Does he have a close relationship with the Lord...?
Thinking of this, the Dark Saint's eyes became slightly respectful again.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know." Nimrod hesitated for a moment and said, "When I was conscious, I was already a believer in the Lord."
"I don't know" - I don't know whether Amon's clone is considered Amon's descendant.
"When I was conscious" - when I traveled through time.
Ningluo looked at the Dark Saint and nodded slightly, feeling that the "Trickster" potion that had not yet been fully digested in his body was showing signs of being digested again.
"——I see." The Dark Saint nodded: "In that case, I won't ask any more questions. In the future, we will provide you with the treatment that a God-favored One should receive. You are a Beyonder of the 'Thief' Path, so we will find the potion formula of the 'Fire Thief' for you, and provide you with a Beyonder item equivalent to the fifth level of Sequence."
"However, due to some... reasons, the Beyonder characteristics of the 'Thief' pathway are extremely difficult to find right now. You may have to wait for a while."
The Dark Saint couldn't help but secretly glance at Nimrod again.
"You can freely choose the type of extraordinary item, and then the 'Secret Saint' will hand over the extraordinary item you choose to you. In addition, you are now fully responsible for the divine descent in Tingen. This is also the will of the Lord."
After saying this, the Dark Saint's voice slowly stopped, waiting for Nimrod to speak.
"...offensive weapons." Nimrod thought for a moment and said, "Melee weapons are best."
The Dark Saint nodded slightly, indicating that he understood what Nimrod meant. Just as the Dark Saint was about to end the conversation, Nimrod suddenly spoke and said to the Dark Saint:
"Your Excellency the Saint, besides this, I have something else to report."
"——Regarding the Lord's descent, I noticed that there are too many coincidences in this matter. Maybe someone behind the scenes wants to use the Lord's descent to arrange certain things."
After that, Nimrod lowered his voice and said, "I suspect it has something to do with the 'audience'."
There is no doubt that as a demigod of the Aurora Society, he has sufficient knowledge in this area and naturally knows some information about the "audience" pathway that is adjacent to his own.
Although I am still unable to influence Adam of this era, can't I deal with you, Ince Zangwill, who is only at Sequence 5?,Chapter 10 Report LetterTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2112 words Update time: 2025-05-10 21:52:54
To be fair, he and Ince Zangwill did not have much conflict of interest. It was just that the two were naturally in an opposing position regarding the event of "the descent of the true Creator".
Ince Zangwill wants to use the Aurora to obtain extraordinary characteristics of the demigod level, and Nimrod does not want to become a victim of Ince Zangwill... But Nimrod has many ways to avoid Ince Zangwill. As a "wrong person" who is protected by the "Source Castle" and whose fate cannot be discovered even by the true gods, it is very easy for him to escape from Tingen.
But it's a different story if you add "Klein Moretti" to the other end of the scale.
In the original novel, the "Goddess of the True Creator" event facilitated by Ince Zangwill and Adam caused Klein to lose everything when he woke up from his slumber. This became one of the biggest driving forces for Klein to become a demigod - and also became the main driving force for the "Fool" to be alone in the end, with only a few remaining anchors.
The legend of the Fool sounds beautiful, but the pain that the Fool went through was actually borne by him alone.
Before Klein encountered all this, he never thought of becoming a lonely "fool" watching over the earth.
——However, the "Fool" is destined to never return home again. But can he, who has the same status as the Celestial Lord and comes from another universe, return home after becoming the "Lord of Mysteries"?
Therefore, whether it was out of the desire to get in touch with Klein or out of some of his own little thoughts, Ningluo felt that he had to kill Ince Zangwill.
"…'audience'."
The Dark Saint Kosma pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly to Nimrod: "I understand. Let's not talk about this matter for now. I will discuss this matter with the 'Secret Saint' later, with the help of the 'Secret Keeper'."
After hearing the words of the Dark Saint, Nimrod knew that he had understood his hint, but the Dark Saint continued to speak:
"The information you provided is very valuable. In addition to the treatment that a person favored by God should receive, what else do you need?"
Here it comes...
When asking the question just now, Nimrod roughly guessed that as long as the hint he put forward was understood by the Dark Saint, he would receive high-level rewards - and this is one of the benefits of being a person favored by God, the "true creator".
How could an ordinary Sequence 7 Extraordinary being like me realize that there were "audience" Extraordinary beings of higher paths behind this?
This is very simple. In the eyes of the fanatical believers of the true Creator, there is nothing that cannot be explained by "God's favor."
"——I need a new identity, Your Excellency the Saint."
After hearing what Kesma said, Nimrod said carefully:
"After the matter in Tingen Diocese is over, I hope to go to Backlund to continue to spread the glory of the Lord. For me, I really need a higher status, preferably one that can interact with the nobles."
"… Yeah, I understand."
The Dark Saint nodded and said in a dull tone:
"If you need to communicate with me about anything in the future, you can contact me directly through Mr. Z."
"…Also, Mr. Z."
The dark saint formed by Mr. Z's shadow raised his head the next moment and said to Mr. Z in front of him:
"Your next task is to assist Mr. L in carrying out the Lord's divine descent operation. During this period of time, all actions must be in accordance with Mr. L's arrangements."
Mr. Z trembled and crawled on the ground, his whole body was shaking, but he spoke with a very pious tone:
"yes."
Looking at Mr. Z's pious look, the Dark Saint Xesma nodded with satisfaction, closed his eyes, and let the projection that came down with Mr. Z's shadow collapse on its own.
Ningluo helped Mr. Z, who was breathing heavily, up, and sat on a chair next to the basement. Mr. Z took a few seconds to calm himself down, and then asked Ningluo in a fanatical and impatient tone:
"Mr. L, what are we going to do next? With you here, we have finally received the grace of the Lord! Even if I am asked to sacrifice myself for the Lord at this moment, I will not refuse..."
"Well..."
Nimrod paused deliberately, then smiled and said:
"I'll write a letter of complaint first."
"Report letter...?"
Mr. Z was a little confused for a moment.
…
"...Ah? What do you mean Old Neil was reported?"
Old Neil was reported by someone and was arrested by Dunn Smith and others late last night. He was sent to the temple to await follow-up procedures. Klein Moretti was completely bewildered when he received the news this morning.
You know, the day before yesterday, Old Neil taught me some tips on pendulum divination and reimbursement, so how come I was reported today?
Wait... Wasn't it that Old Neil was reported for lying about his bills? Didn't he think I reported him?
Klein felt a little guilty for a moment because he had also submitted a report to the captain requesting funds to purchase items (pure silver pendulum).
"No, it's not about Old Neil's usual behavior. If it's this, then we don't need to be so nervous."
Just as Klein was thinking this, Dunn suddenly spoke to Klein in front of him:
"What really worries us is that the report letter mentioned that Old Neil was contaminated by the evil god named 'Hidden Sage' and was about to lose control. The letter came at a very timely moment. During the investigation last night, I did find signs that Old Neil was potentially losing control..."
Dunn sighed:
"In the next period of time, Old Neil will be sent to the temple for treatment. He has made many contributions to the church, and he did not harm others even though he was bewitched by the evil god. However, he probably won't be able to serve as a Nightwatchman anymore."
Isn't that a good thing? This thought emerged in Klein's mind, and the cold eyes he saw after activating his "spiritual vision" suddenly emerged in his mind - could it be that they were the sign of being contaminated by the "Hidden Sage"?
But the next moment, Dunn's words pierced directly into Klein's mind:
"From the results alone, this report letter is more like a well-intentioned reminder. But the problem lies in the signature of the letter..."
Dunn sighed and said with some annoyance:
"It's signed by 'Mr. L' of the Aurora Society."
Dunn couldn't figure out why this Aurora Society's envoy wanted to "remind" him about Old Neil in this way, although he knew that announcing their existence openly was the usual style of those crazy people in the Aurora Society...
But he still couldn't understand why Aurora would be so kind as to remind him of something...about recent events.
For a moment, he was unsure whether there was a conspiracy behind this incident.Chapter 11 The UsurperTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2117 words Update time: 2025-05-11 00:30:00
Two days ago.
"Oh, I didn't realize you are such a kind-hearted person." The figure of Tianzun appeared on Ning Lu's retina. Looking at Ning Lu who was folding the report letter neatly, there was a hint of teasing in his tone.
"I have to do something that makes me feel comfortable." Ning Lu said lightly: "Tian Zun, why do you always focus on these trivial matters?"
Tianzun smiled and sat down:
"Because this is interesting enough - I have never seen a fellow like you. To us, these lives are just ants that can be easily crushed to death, but you actually carefully protect the growth of each ant. In your world, are you a benevolent god?"
He paused for a moment and changed the topic to another direction:
"I am looking forward to what you are going to do next. You are very interesting. If you can crucify God on His own cross, then even if we cannot be separated, that is an ending I can accept."
Nimrod glanced at the Lord of Heaven and felt that He had not spoken a single truth.
However, he did not dwell too much on Tianzun's words. He just stood up and threw the letter in his hand, which had been soaked in the power of "Source Castle" to add anti-divination ability, to Mr. Z who was waiting diligently outside the door:
"Please deliver this letter to the front desk of Blackthorn Security Company. Be careful not to let anyone see your face."
After saying this, Ninglu still felt a little unsafe. He was a little worried that Mr. Z would interpret "be careful not to let anyone see your face" as "no one will see your face if you kill everyone inside." He paused and added:
"Don't hurt the employees and guests inside...Don't hurt anyone."
"Understood." Fortunately, Mr. Z understood what Ningluo said. He silently took the letter from Ningluo's hand and took the initiative to ask:
"Is there anything else I should be aware of, Mr. L?"
Nimrod thought for a moment and said, "That is a disguised stronghold of the Night Watchers of the Church of the Night. You should be careful not to get caught. This is part of the God's Descent Plan."
Mr. Z hesitated for a moment, but nodded, indicating that he fully understood Nimrod's meaning.
About half a day later, Mr. Z came back to Ningluo wrapped in his signature black robe to report. After delivering the letter of complaint to the front desk of the Blackthorn Security Company without anyone noticing, he took a long walk around Tingen City to make sure that he was not followed by the Night Watchmen of the Church of Evernight.
"Mr. L."
After Mr. Z finished explaining the details of his actions and assured that he had not harmed anyone, he turned to Nimrod and said again:
"The Saint has sent a message - he has verified the information you provided earlier and asked me to pass on a message to you:"
"The Aurora Society will do its best to create the identity you need, but for some reason, the saints cannot go to Tingen during this period..."
After Mr. Z finished speaking, he stood up again and waited for Nimrod's next arrangement. However, his words made Nimrod fall into a brief period of contemplation.
…It looked like it was Adam or "0-08" who made the move, and he tended to think it was the latter.
With the protection of the "Source Castle", when not exposed to the eyes of the "audience", I will not be discovered by the Beyonders of the "audience" path, unless they try to arrange themselves.
At present, it seems that perhaps the "0-08" in Ince Zangwill's hand suddenly began to write words such as "Ince Zangwill is too unlucky. Mr. Z's devout faith made him realize that there was someone else behind the Creator's coming, and he prayed for the help of the Dark Saint"...
Ince Zangwill used "0-08" to prevent the Dark Saint from supporting Tingen.
"Okay."
Nimrod thought for a moment, then spoke to Mr. Z in front of him:
"The report has been submitted. The followers of the Goddess of Night have noticed my hint. Now, we just need to wait."
After Nimrod's words fell, Mr. Z hesitated for a moment, and then he opened his mouth and said to Nimrod:
"Mr. L, I don't quite understand your intention... Why do you want to let the people of the Church of Evernight know about your existence?"
Is this a test? Ningluo looked at Mr. Z's expression and came to a conclusion.
This was not a test of Mr. Z's own behavior. He was actually wondering why he could not understand Nimrod's intentions and hoped to receive guidance from this "favored one of God" who was closer to God than himself.
Nimrod gathered his words and said what he had prepared long ago:
"Z, I need to ask you a question."
"What would you think if the idea of us bringing the Lord here did not come from us?"
"What would I think…" Mr. Z's eyes revealed anger and hatred without hesitation: "This is impossible. It is everyone's expectation and wish for the Lord to come. If I don't have this thought, I would be betraying the Lord…"
"Z, I know what you think, but...existence does not mean blind obedience."
Feeling the pleasing progress of the magic potion in his body being digested, Ning Lu brewed his emotions for a while, and spoke in a slightly dull tone to Mr. Z in front of him earnestly:
"But our enemies are not just pagans who are close to us in terms of order. Don't forget that all the current Seven Gods have betrayed the Lord."
"What if a higher being that we cannot contend with tampered with our thoughts? What if an angel serving an evil god tampered with the voice of the Lord ringing in our ears?"
Seeing that Mr. Z seemed to have fallen into a long silence, Ningluo knew it was time to take a step further, and immediately added fuel to the fire at Mr. Z in front of him:
"And unlike the three gods of storm, knowledge, and sun, at least the goddess of night... is not the one who actively betrays the Lord."
In Mr. Z's eyes, his tone was calm, with a slight smile, his entire upper body was buried in darkness, and he uttered some secrets from ancient times.
"Moreover... the Lord does not need the blood sacrifice of mortals, because He is everything."
Nimrod stood up:
"The Lord is willing to bear all sins, but if we cannot share His worries, how are we different from the lost lambs? Z, we need to lie dormant for a while, and when the man behind the scenes appears, we will bring down the Lord's wrath on His behalf."
The moment he said this, Ning Lu felt something in his body shattered. Those extraordinary abilities that seemed to be separated by a layer of fog slowly penetrated into his body and became his own instincts.
In the corner of Ningluo's eye, Tianzun stood there quietly, watching coldly as the gray mist separated from his body.
Nimrod suddenly realized...
I'm not digesting the potion.
——It's "usurping" characteristics.Chapter 12 Divination ClubTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2053 words Update time: 2025-05-11 20:30:00
On July 7 in Tingen, the sun shone warmly on the streets, causing the slight moisture that had accumulated on the ground during the night to evaporate.
Ning Lu changed into a well-tailored suit, put the monocle into the inner pocket of his clothes, and walked on the street with dignity, looking like an elegant gentleman.
Nimrod remembered that when Klein had just become a Nighthawk, he had joined a divination club specifically to play the role of a "fortune teller" - a divination club located near the home of Welch, Klein's classmate who died in the "Antigonus Notes Incident".
Ningluo really couldn't remember the location of this divination club, but fortunately, a well-known member of the divination club, Hanus Vincent, was the mentor of this club.
The two Aurora members related to the "Antigonus Notes Incident" submitted their experiences to Mr. Z in the form of letters to prove their piety to the true Creator, and Nimrod himself had already read these two letters.
At this moment, the countdown on the back of Ning Lu's hand was still beating steadily every minute and every second. In the next few days, he needed to improve his strength as much as possible to deal with the more naked dangers in the Suhuan world.
For example, digesting potions, or obtaining extraordinary items.
Although the rewards given within the Aurora Society are quite generous, Nimrod's current contributions are limited after all, and even as a person favored by God, he cannot receive gifts from the top without any reason.
And after the treasury of the Aurora Society where he worked was looted by Amon, their financial situation... was still quite embarrassing.
——Although Ningluo still doesn't know why Amon, who did not appear in Tingen City in the original book, allowed a clone to appear here, but according to the information contained in Tianzun's previous words, this may be the influence of himself, a symbol of "error" from outside the world?
Therefore, obtaining money was one of the reasons why Nimrod wanted to contact Klein - of course, please don't get me wrong, Nimrod knew that the thickness of Klein's wallet was still a little unbearable to look at, so he was not prepared to use Klein to digest the idea of the "thief".
What he really hoped to establish a relationship with was Miss Justice of the Tarot Club... her gold pound. As a divine messenger of the Aurora Club, he had enough connections with the help of Mr. Z to quickly collect some extraordinary-related materials, but now he lacked a buyer.
It just so happened that two people in the Tarot Club, Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man, who both had impressive financial capabilities, had a great demand for extraordinary materials.
——Nimrod definitely didn't have any crickets about a poor god in his heart.
As he thought about this, Ningluo slowly walked up to the second floor, crossed the hall, and came to the front desk of the "Divination Club".
The receptionist of the "Divination Club" was a beautiful lady. Seeing Nimrod, who was well-dressed and exuded an aura of wealth, she took the initiative to greet him and asked Nimrod with a smile:
"Excuse me, sir, do you want to have your fortune told or join our club?"
Ning Lu looked at the beautiful lady calmly with his eyes as dark as crow feathers:
"I want to join your club - haha, I have a friend who is a member here."
"Well... you don't need a recommendation from a formal member to join us. You just need to fill in the detailed information and pay the annual membership fee." The beautiful lady said familiarly:
"However, since you have a friend who is a member of our club, that would be even better. Could I ask your friend's name?"
Nimrod thought for a moment, took out the bulging wallet in his arms, and at the same time, he looked up the Loenese pronunciation of his subordinate's name in his mind: "Hainas Vincent."
He remembered that the annual fee of this divination club was 5 pounds. The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because the annual fee of this divination club was equivalent to that of an ambassador of Intis.
"...ah?"
The beautiful lady was obviously stunned. She had never expected to hear the name of the mentor in their club from the gentleman in front of her - he was a famous fortune teller in the whole city of Tingen!
However, the beautiful lady quickly suppressed her surprised expression. She looked at the gentleman in front of her and handed her a note with Henry Augustus (5 pounds) printed on it. She quickly took it with both hands and carefully put it away:
"You still need to fill in the detailed information, and I will issue you a receipt - you know, this is the formal process."
"Of course." Ning Lu took out a form from his arms, quickly filled it out while the beautiful lady looked confused, and then pushed it slightly forward:
"please."
The beautiful lady silently took the form from Ninglu's hand and confirmed that this was the information form their club used for members to fill out - but she had not given it to this guest yet, so how did he get it?
She reluctantly found an excuse in her mind: "Maybe Mr. Vincent showed it to him before," and then she spoke in a polite tone:
"Welcome to the Tingen City Divination Club, Mr. Nimrod Emonsal, I am Angelica Barrehart..."
After briefly introducing herself and matters related to membership, Angelica handed a special membership cufflink to Nimrod and said to him with a polite smile:
"You seem to have a good relationship with Mr. Vincent. I guess you are also a good fortune teller?"
"It's just so-so. After all, I can't be considered a true 'fortune teller'." Ningluo responded softly, and followed Angelica who was leading the way for him. "Speaking of which, I remember Hainas came to the club today. Where is he now?"
"Well... he is now explaining the tricks of astrolabe divination in the conference room. Do you need me to explain your matter to Mr. Vincent?" Angelica thought for a moment and spoke to Nimrod. However, Nimrod shook his head and said to Angelica in a rather kind tone:
"No, I won't disturb the other fortune tellers' enthusiasm for learning divination. I'll just find a seat in the conference room and listen - I'll talk to him privately after his explanation is finished."
Ning Lu's mouth curled up slightly: "I guess I can still give him a surprise..."
Of course, it's hard to say whether it's a surprise or a shock.
For Heiners Vincent, seeing his immediate boss sitting at his usual workplace looking at him right after he got into trouble... that was probably more of a shock.Chapter 13: Pie in the SkyTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2110 words Update time: 2025-05-12 00:30:00
Klein sat in the conference room at the end of the corridor, listening to Heinus Vincent carefully explaining the divination method of the astrolabe, while leisurely drinking a sip of Southwell coffee from time to time, while killing time in the afternoon.
He planned to spend some time observing how other "fortune tellers" learned and performed divination, so as to prepare himself for the role of a fortune teller in the future.
Not only can he play the role of a "fortune teller", but he can also earn divination fees... How can such a good thing happen! Klein's thoughts were very active, but on the surface he was still thinking quietly, maintaining his calm personality.
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening creaked into Klein's ears.
But at this moment, the door of the conference room was slowly pushed open, and Klein, who was already a little distracted, was immediately attracted to it.
He saw a young man in a well-dressed suit push the door and walk in—but what really attracted Klein was the young man's appearance:
Black curly hair, black eyes... I have never seen such pure black hair and black eyes since I came to this world...
Klein, who was reminded of his hometown because of Ninglu's appearance, quietly complained in his heart, and looked at Ninglu who was pushing the door and walking into the room. He smiled politely and nodded slightly at Ninglu.
But at this moment, Klein heard a fortuneteller beside him suddenly mutter:
"There's a new member joining today..."
A new member... He also joined the Divination Club today? Klein frowned slightly, but didn't think much about it. He just thought it might be a coincidence.
Nimrod also smiled and nodded at Klein, eliminating the slight vigilance that had arisen in Klein's heart. He continued to bask in the bright sunshine and listen to Hainas' explanation.
[She has absolutely no vigilance that my successor should have! ]
The voice of Tianzun sounded in Ningluo's ears:
[Fellow countryman, do you want to vote for him? He is now the controller of Sefirah Castle. As long as Klein Moretti is killed, I can help you control Sefirah Castle...]
Hearing the undisguised malice towards Klein in Tianzun's tone, Ning Lu tapped the table lightly with his knuckles and ignored Tianzun's words.
——Tianzun Tie wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to control "Source Castle".
However, in this conference room, the sound of Nimrod tapping the table with his knuckles was still clearly heard by the fortune tellers and Heinous Vincent who were listening to the divination tutorial.
Hainas frowned slightly and couldn't help but look up at the place where the sound came from, as if he wanted to see who made the noise.
Then, he saw the face of the "Messenger of God" that was deeply imprinted in his mind.
...Messenger of God?
Hainas was confused for a moment and thought he was hallucinating.
——Messenger of God!
Heinas's face turned pale, and his body shook violently. He wanted to stand up and salute Mr. L, but the next moment he suddenly realized that he was in the divination club where he worked and he needed to conceal his identity!
Me, what should I do now...
He was in a panic for a moment, but when he saw that Nimrod did not make any further moves, he quickly took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and said to the fortune tellers in front of him:
"Sorry, I'm not feeling well and need to rest for a while."
His pale face made his words very convincing to others, and the fortune tellers around him all agreed with what the famous fortune teller in front of them said. Some of them were reluctant, but still said goodbye politely to Hannas Vincent in front of them.
After leaving the meeting room, Hainas hurried to the white crystal room. He looked unwell.
Klein sat in his seat, looking at the suddenly chaotic conference room. He silently drank the coffee in front of him with three spoonfuls of sugar, and said in a very low voice:
"I'm not feeling well...but why do I always feel that Mr. Hainas is 'scared'...what could scare him like this?"
Klein's gaze was fixed on the conference room in front of him. After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was ready to stand up and do what a fortune teller should do.
Of course, the way a fortune teller solves problems is "divination"!
…
"Hoo, hoo, hoo…"
After politely declining the concerned words of several of his students, Heinus Vincent hurried to the white crystal room. Feeling the mysterious luster of the white crystals around him under the shining light, his mood slowly calmed down.
"Lock the door."
At this moment, Hainas suddenly heard a voice ringing in his ears. He subconsciously looked over and saw a figure sitting in the shadow of the room.
"Mr. L..." Henas swallowed, locked the door obediently, and said with some difficulty: "It's an honor to meet you."
Hainas is a smart man. Although he has joined the Aurora Society, the mind of this ordinary person who has not yet entered the extraordinary world is still only filled with belief in the "true creator".
Hearing what Hainas said, Ningluo spoke coldly to Hainas in front of him:
"You should know that you made a mistake."
A drop of sweat the size of a bean immediately fell on Hainas' forehead. His eyes flickered for a moment, but he finally lowered his head and admitted his mistake:
"You are right. I, I made a mistake. Sirius and I should not have sold the notebook. We should not have let the Pagans of the Night discover our existence..."
"…I have no intention and no way to defend myself."
"If you can realize this, then you are not hopeless." Ningluo nodded, stood up from his chair, and walked towards where Hainas was:
"God loves the world, so I will give you a chance to make amends. I will give you a task. If you can complete it, you can make up for the mistakes you made before."
Ningluo paused for a moment, then spoke to Hainas in front of him:
"I will give you an item. You need to carry this item to lure out those...'enemies' that were brought to us because of the notebook."
He planned to use the connection between himself and Sefirah Castle to "lure" out Ince Zangwill.
Seeing Hainas's frightened expression, Ningluo smiled:
"There will be other compatriots to protect you - if you can complete the task well."
He began to paint the pie in his familiar way:
"Then, I will grant you the power of the extraordinary world that you have always desired."Chapter 14: Visiting the God of PovertyTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2073 words Update time: 2025-05-12 20:30:00
After handing over the piece of paper that he had placed on top of the Sefirah Castle and that had been marinated with the aura of the Sefirah Castle, Ningluo instructed Ningluo on some things and gave him some easier tasks. Sirius, who was working with Ningluo Vincent, was a cloth merchant, so Ningluo gave the task of making special clothes to the two of them.
The next time he enters the timeline of the Ring of Destiny, Nimrod will need to change into clothes that are more convenient for movement and carrying belongings.
At the same time, Nimrod's promise to Hainas was also an attempt - what is a "thief"?
The "Thief" is not an ordinary thief, but a blasphemous person who dreams of stealing people's hearts and stealing their destiny. So, if we try to steal "Faith" during the period of the "Thief", would it be considered an efficient digestion of the potion?
Mr. Tianzun, who is the top of the "thieves", said:
[...]
Well, He was unwilling to answer. After all, after Nimrod permanently usurped a part of the "swindler's" abilities, Tianzun was unwilling to tell Nimrod about things related to the "wrong" path.
However, he guessed that this should be a feasible and efficient option.
The so-called "acting method" is to act as the master of the extraordinary characteristics, and then let the spiritual imprint of the extraordinary characteristics gradually merge with oneself, and then fully master the power of the potion.
However, in contrast, the reason why the "acting method" emphasizes "just acting" is precisely because if an extraordinary person forgets the fact that he is acting in the process, then this extraordinary person will in turn be controlled by the mental imprint of the extraordinary characteristics and gradually become unlike his original self.
The most essential spiritual imprint contained in the extraordinary characteristics of the "wrong" path is the spiritual imprint of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun", and stealing "the belief pointing to the 'real creator'" coincides with Tianzun's experience - to a certain extent, the "omnipotence" possessed by the "real creator" is one of the core powers of God.
Therefore, Nimrod guessed that if he could steal the faith pointing to the "true creator" into himself, even if it was only one person, it would be enough to completely digest the sequence nine potion in his body.
After Nimrod completely digested the extraordinary characteristic of "Swindler" and took away the ability within this extraordinary characteristic, this extraordinary characteristic that had been tampered with by Amon also gained an additional ability, which caused the "Excellent Observation" that Nine possessed at Sequence Nine to undergo a qualitative change.
Now, in addition to being able to sense valuables (as expected, Klein inherited his poverty from Tianzun!), Nimrod's observation ability has also greatly improved in terms of observing other people's micro-expressions and movements. Although he is not as good as an "audience" who specializes in observation, he has indeed entered an extraordinary level that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.
——In order to more conveniently hunt down Extraordinary people of the same path, Amon once used the uniqueness of the "wrong" path to delete some of the abilities of the Extraordinary characteristics below demigod.
After instructing Hainas in front of him on everything, Ningluo thought for a moment. After making sure that he had not forgotten anything, he slowly stood up and walked out of the white crystal room.
It's time to get in touch with Klein as a "fellow countryman".
…
"The divination failed..."
Klein looked at the pendulum in his hand with a serious look. At this moment, the pure silver pendulum purchased with the funds of the Church of Evernight was quietly hanging from Klein's wrist, calmly pointing to the earth.
He also didn't expect that his first divination as a "fortune teller" in the divination club would fail. This made Klein doubt his life for a moment, and he even had some thoughts in his mind, "It must be the bad feng shui here."
However, this thought only flashed through Klein's mind. He put away the pendulum in his hand, leaned back slightly, and began to analyze rationally:
"What I wanted to divine just now was the origin of the person who was suspected to be 'the one that Hainas Vincent feared', but I was interfered by the extraordinary power and could not divine his true identity."
"Sure enough, he is an Extraordinary. Maybe he is an Extraordinary who has the anti-divination ability among his Extraordinary characteristics!"
"Well... I have two choices now. The first choice is to go up to the space made of gray fog and try again with the help of the gray fog to enhance divination. The second choice is to give up temporarily, or try another method of divination..."
Klein muttered a few words and carefully erased his first thought. After all, he couldn't enter the gray fog space now. Who knew if someone would suddenly come to him for divination in the future? Although he had just joined the divination club, he still had to have dreams.
Therefore, Klein planned to use a different method to divine, a method that only a true "fortune teller" could do.
"Dream divination"!
He did what he said. After making up his mind, Klein immediately pictured the appearance of the gentleman he had just seen in the conference room in his mind, and muttered to himself silently:
"His current position..."
Compared to divineing the "source", "location" is easier to divine, and additional information can be obtained from dream divination - in this way, you may be able to obtain more intelligence without disturbing the other party!
Klein lowered his head, and soon, his eyes fell into darkness. In this darkness, a scene gradually emerged in front of Klein.
A young man wearing a suit, with black curly hair and black eyes was standing in front of a door, extending his finger to knock on it.
...Has he not communicated with Heinus Vincent, or has he communicated with him? Just as some thoughts emerged in Klein's mind, the next moment, he suddenly felt that the scene he had divined looked strangely familiar.
First of all, the decoration style next to it is the style of the fortune-telling club.
Secondly, I should have seen the divination scene on the way here.
Anyway…
Wait, isn't this the door to my current room?
This Beyonder is here to silence us?
Klein suddenly felt a little panicked, but the scene in his dream continued.
Klein watched as Nimrod raised his head, as if he was looking directly at him through his dream.
The next moment, he reached out and knocked gently on the door:
"Boom, boom."
There was a knock on the door, and the already fragile dream was shattered by the knock.Chapter 15 Tarot DivinationTitle of the Book: Mystery: I jump back and forth between two timelines Author: Half Moon Tiger Chapter word count: 2198 words Update time: 2025-05-13 00:30:00
[He is fortune-telling you. ]
[He is divining your origins, but unfortunately, his status is not high enough, even with Sefirah Castle.]
Tianzun suddenly spoke, not disguising his regret at all:
[What a pity! If my spirit was more in this body, I could be resurrected in his body right now. Why would I need to be imprisoned in your body?]
Ningluo did not answer Tianzun's words. He just stopped knocking on the door and said to the inside:
"Can I come in? I hope I'm not disturbing you."
What was he going to do here... Klein suddenly had several guesses in his mind, but he still managed to stay calm. After confirming that he could roll out of the second-floor window, he spoke:
"Come in."
He had just checked the distance between himself and the window, and was confident that he could jump out of the window to escape the moment he discovered that the other party was hostile - but in that case, his idea of playing the role of "fortune teller" here would be futile!
After hearing Klein's words, Ning Lu gently pushed open the door and glanced at the things in the room. He noticed Klein's suppressed nervousness and said in a soft tone:
"I'm sorry to come and visit you, Mr. Moretti. I chatted with my friend and found that there are other people joining the Divination Club besides me today, so I wanted to come and meet you."
"After all, I think this is the guidance of 'fate'."
"Guidance of fate"? Fortune-tellers do believe this... So he really just wants to get to know me? Klein was a little confused for a moment, and it was difficult for him to adapt to the young man's train of thought:
"This is indeed a coincidence. Hmm... Just like what Emperor Roselle said, 'Fate often leads those who obey' (Note 1). As a fortune teller, we must respect fate."
"Fortune teller"... A smile appeared on Nimrod's face:
"Speaking of Emperor Roselle, he is indeed an interesting person. Since fate has led us to meet, can you perform a divination for me?"
"Me? But you know, I joined the club today too. Do you trust my divination skills?"
Klein laughed for a moment as he listened to Ningluo's words. For some reason, when he suddenly heard words related to fate, he suddenly replaced the young man in front of him who was suspected to be a Beyonder with Leonard.
"You have indeed just joined the club." Nimrod still maintained a smile on his face, "But I believe in the ability of a 'fortune teller'. Don't be nervous, my friend. I can see that you are playing the role of a 'fortune teller'. It is definitely not that I saw you fortune-telling me just now."
Klein: "?"
Why does this person hold a grudge... No, did he see me fortune-telling him? After hearing what Ningluo said, Klein couldn't hold back his expression for a moment. He could only laugh dryly, with embarrassment in his tone:
"I didn't mean to... I was just a little curious."
Nimrod glanced at Klein and waved his hand:
"It's okay. I don't mind. Many fortune tellers are like this. They are both riddle tellers and cats killed by curiosity. But you need to be careful when fortune telling, my friend. If a Beyonder who has a tendency to lose control or is mentally unstable finds out that you are fortune telling his location, he might have already come to kill you."
"So, do you want to tell fortunes for me? I haven't seen a living 'fortune teller' yet."
Nimrod stared at Klein in front of him, and the outline of the next words he was going to say gradually came into his mind: Klein just said Roselle's "famous saying" in this world, and he could use this to make Klein think that he was his "fellow countryman"...
And he also said the terms on Earth translated into Loen language.
Unlike most of the protagonists who fought their way out of the orphanage, Zhou Mingrui had a harmonious family before traveling through time. Although he faced the risk of being optimized by the company, he still had a bright future.
Therefore, Klein naturally has a filter of trust towards his fellow countrymen.
Looking at the "Extraordinary Senior" in front of him, although Klein was still a little wary, his attitude had softened unconsciously. He sat behind the table, looking at Ningluo in front of him, and quickly entered the state:
"Okay, then, what do you want to divine? What do you want to divine with?"
"What are you going to predict? Just predict the past, present, and future. This is the classic tarot card pattern."
Nimrod smiled and said:
"Since we're talking about Roselle, let's use Tarot cards. I heard that this is a divination item created by Roselle Gustav."
"It seems like you have some knowledge of tarot cards?" Klein looked at the closed door and the relaxed look of the young man in front of him, and felt a little relieved. "Come to think of it, I don't know your name yet."
"Nimrod."
Ningluo paused deliberately. This pause could create a sense of awkwardness. Perhaps this would allow Klein to discover some highlights:
"Oh, Nimrod Emonsal, hehe, sorry, I'm not used to people calling me by my full name. Just call me Nimrod."
Klein did not comment. He skillfully shuffled the tarot cards in front of him and said casually to Nimrod in front of him:
"Many people think this is more like a game, but some people think that the tarot cards 'invented' by Russell contain some mysterious secrets."
After saying this, Klein couldn't help but chuckle. However, he looked at Ningluo's expression and a hint of weirdness appeared on his face, but this weirdness disappeared in an instant, and he said hesitantly:
"Well...Roselle did 'invent' a lot of things."
Did his expression become strange because of my tone just now? This thought came to Klein's mind, but he didn't think about it further. At this time, he had already shuffled the cards:
"Please, Mr. Nimrod - please draw three cards at will, and I will interpret them for you after turning them over."
"Okay." Nimrod nodded gently and pulled out a card in front of him from the unfolded tarot deck. "This is 'The Past'."
Klein reached out and flipped over the tarot cards in front of Nimrod, his eyes slightly focused:
"Reversed 'Lovers'. Phew, this is not a very good card."
The Reversed Lovers is sometimes equated with "deception".
"Oh, I was indeed such a person in the past, but that is not important." Ningluo said casually. Anyway, he was scolding Amon's clone before he took over his body, which was equivalent to scolding Amon:
"Look at the 'now' and the 'future', that's what's important."
"You're right." Facing the Beyonder in front of him who obviously knew the meaning of the tarot cards, Klein did not intend to force him to interpret it. He just watched quietly as Nimrod drew out two more tarot cards:
"This is the 'now'... and this is the 'future'."
In front of them, two tarot cards were turned over. The one that symbolized the "present" was a standing "devil", and the one that symbolized the "future" was...
The inverted "devil".
Klein looked at the card in front of him and slowly uttered a clear and precise sentence:
"ah?"