Above the gray mist, inside the palace like the abode of giants.

Klein's fingers tapped the edge of the long mottled table, his mind revolving around the bizarre dice.

"It allows me to take the effects unnoticed, unremarkable...... This is almost the same as the original '0-08', only one is in front of you, and the other is hiding behind the scenes...... It's definitely a seal, and it's close to the top, and it's a very special presence in '1', if not '0' level......

"Fate is such a thing, I can't interfere for the time being, but I can't deal with it passively, as time goes by, similar levels of seals tend to cause more serious damage, maybe it will affect the people around the fat pharmacist, such as me and the passengers on the ship......" Crane thought for a while, and decided to return to the real world immediately.

He didn't know how to seal the dice or how to weaken its effects, but he knew someone knew.

This person is the "Mercury Snake" Will Ansetin, who is still in the mother's womb and is still in the fetal state!

After entering the master bedroom, taking the paper crane from the wallet and unfolding it on the table, Klein looked at the surface where there were still wiping marks, picked up a pencil, and wrote a simple question:

"What do you do with the dice?"

He folded the crane back as it was, tucked it into his wallet, and then went outside the servant's room, tapping his fingers three times.

This is not against the character of Gelman Sparrow, because he is a well-mannered madman, of course, Klein is mainly afraid that if he opens the door rashly, he will directly knock the hapless fat pharmacist Darkwell to death, which belongs to the "Death is Coming" series of movies that has increased his knowledge.

In addition, Klein was also a little worried that if he opened the door directly, he would see a picture of spicy eyes.

With Darkwell's preferences, he finds himself in an extremely dangerous situation, and it is difficult to get out of it, so he can only wait for the afterlife, and there is a good chance that he will decide to make a final move...... In the midst of Klein's belly, he heard the fat pharmacist respond weakly:

"What's the matter?"

It's good that you're not dead yet...... Klein opened the door cautiously, leaned forward slightly, looked at Darkwell and the ring box opened in front of him, and asked calmly:

"What time is it?"

"Isn't there a wall clock...... Darkwell still looked spiritless.

"I'm asking about dice. Klein added succinctly.

"Still 3 o'clock ......" Darkwell replied instinctively, then turned his head and jumped, "You believe me?"

Klein did not respond, lest he be reminded of the scene when Gelman Sparrow was fooled by the dice.

He turned around and said in an undulating tone:

"Take the dice outside. ”

"Good!"

"Okay!"

Darkwell and Harry the Owl were pleasantly surprised, almost at the same time.

One of them raised his arms, and the other raised his wings.

When the fat pharmacist came out with the ring box very carefully, Klein pointed to the coffee table and said:

"Put it on it. ”

As he spoke, he sat down on the couch next to him, his elbows resting on his thighs, leaning forward to examine the strange dice.

Outwardly, the dice are not anything occult or eccentric, and the only difference from their normal counterparts is that even the three dots are red.

Klein cautiously didn't touch it, straightened up slightly, and looked at the fat pharmacist Darkwell who was sitting on the chair opposite, and Harry, the fat owl who had fallen to the top of the chair:

Describe the situation. ”

Darkwell had no concealment any longer, and said with a smile that was more ugly than crying:

"This is an important seal within our organization, and my mission is to deliver it to the designated personnel on Olawe Island.

"But, as you can see, it's dangerous, it spins on its own, even if there's no room for it!

"When it turns to 6, the holder will be lucky enough to do anything with ease, just like I deceived you before with a rather lame lie. ”

Don't mention it...... You're going to be beaten up one day because of that mouth...... Crane listened expressionlessly.

Darkwell continued:

"A point of 1 means that the holder will be very unlucky and will not succeed in anything, even if I tell you everything without concealment, you will not believe it......

"2 points should be a milder degree of bad luck, but why did it cause me to be struck by lightning...... It's incomprehensible!

"3 and 4 are normal bad luck and luck, this can be confirmed. 5 points and 2 points correspond. ”

You're not bad enough, or I'd already beaten you up...... Klein thought for a moment and calmly commanded:

"From now on, you take turns monitoring the dice, and when it drops below 3, let me know as soon as it drops. ”

"We?" said Darkwell, a little dazed.

"Including me?" said the owl at the top of the chair behind him, raising its right wing.

Klein leaned back on the couch, stilted his right leg, and said calmly:

"It helps to keep the energy up and keep the attention. ”

After saying that, he pointed to the owl with his chin:

"You start first. ”

"My name is Harry. The owl muttered.

Harry...... Crane held back a smile and turned to Darkwell:

"You go and ring the bell, let the waiter come, and from now on, we choose the delivery service.

"Before you arrive at Olavi, you have to stay in your living room all the time, you can't go anywhere.

"Even if you want to go to the bathroom, you have to be at 3 and 4 o'clock.

"If you really can't hold it, I'll give you a bucket. ”

Listening to Gelman Sparrow's methodical instructions, the fat pharmacist Darkwell settled down a little bit, and was no longer as panicked as before.

The first thing he was most worried about was that Gelman Sparrow's greed was induced and he chose to kill and rob goods, and the second was that this slightly crazy ruthless adventurer was frightened by the dice and decided to break the commission and no longer provide protection.

And now it seems that Gelman Sparrow is not afraid, and even has a lot of confidence!

Darkwell secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself:

"What a professional performance he just had......

"And not scared at all!

"He can still forcibly break free from the influence of the dice, accept my explanation, and deserve to be a powerful adventurer who can easily hunt the 'Clever Talker'!

Darkwell stood up, walked to the door, and rang the service bell.

Just as he was returning to the sofa area, the shrill voice of Owl Harry suddenly sounded in his ears:

"It's changed, it's changed!

"Two o'clock!"

Suddenly, Crane jumped up from the couch without warning with a hard foot, and ran to Duckwell's side.

Bang!

At the same time as a gunshot rang out outside, Klein grabbed Darkwell's arm, his arm back, his wrist shaking, and threw the chubby pharmacist to the other side.

At this time, there was an extra hole in the wall corresponding to where Darkwell was standing.

Is it a sailor's gun that goes off the fire, or when you shoot at a target such as a seabird, it hits somewhere and bounces in? In either case, the probability of occurrence is very low, and the result is ...... Klein looked sideways at the fat pharmacist:

"Are you hurt?"

Darkwell shook his head in fear:

"It's fine. ”

In the time that followed, Klein solved more than a dozen accidents one after another, including a sudden fall of a chandelier on the roof, a slippery maintenance worker's hammer went straight to Darkwell's head, and a fat pharmacist who was stuck in the throat by a fish bone and almost died.

It doesn't seem like a lot of power, but for Klein, it requires a high level of mental concentration, and exhaustion is inevitable.

Fortunately, the dice rolled to 4 o'clock on their own, and finally ended the hour full of disasters.

No, if this continues, maybe I'll have an accident when I save people...... Klein sent the captain who had come to apologize and said to Darkwell:

"I'll sleep for half an hour first.

"You keep an eye on the dice and wake me up immediately if there's a problem. ”

The fat pharmacist and the owl nodded at the same time as the chicks were eating.

Leaning back on the couch, Crane quickly fell asleep with the help of meditation, hoping that Will Ensettin had responded.

When he woke up from his dream and saw that he was on a dark and barren plain, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and followed the familiar path to the depths of the black spire.

On the raised ground surrounded by tarot cards, there were already rows of silver-white words, densely packed, and there were quite a few of them.

Klein paused and took a quick look:

"It's called 'Dice of Probability.'"

"It's the highest-level seal within our school, and I think it can reach the '0' standard.

"It controls the probability of everything, at 1 point the probability of being unfavorable to the target is amplified to the limit, and at 2 o'clock the probability of unfavorable is greatly increased, which does not mean that 2 points are necessarily safer than 1 point, because once the probability becomes higher, any accident can happen. 3 points is an amplification of the unfavorable probability, and 4 to 6 points are the opposite.

"Even for me, who can reset the process to a certain extent, it's a rather dangerous seal. With it, you can kill the demigods and, of course, you may kill yourself. ”

I understand that your battle with the dice of probability is like the battle between the god of Severaud and the god of dice (Note 1)...... Klein complained in his heart, and continued reading:

"The 'Dice of Chance' has the property of being alive, always making the holder go back and forth between bad luck and luck, and if you are not careful, you will die by accident. When it awakens high enough, it will gradually bring the people and objects around the wielder into its control, manipulating the probability of their actions.

"Although it has not been confirmed, I suspect that if it is given enough time, it can affect the whole world, so that all the actions of all living beings are determined by the number of points it rolls, except for the gods, of course. ”

To put it simply, it's about digitizing the whole world...... This, this is definitely a "0" level seal, and the degree of harm is extremely high! It's terrifying...... Klein frowned uncontrollably and eagerly read:

"To truly seal the 'Dice of Probability' is quite complicated, in simple terms, is, to isolate its connection to the spirit, astral and real world with specific seals, you can give it a try.

"Haha, I'm in a showdown, I've long found out that you can fight against my foreknowledge, maybe you can use this to seal it.

"There's another way, but it only reduces the impact briefly, but it's enough to get the 'Dice of Chance' into the hands of someone who can seal it.

"The way to do that is to take advantage of its living nature, to intimidate it by effective means, so that it will behave, no, be quiet for a while, about 12 hours, and then it will continue.

"The more intimidation you have, the less affected it will be, and after more than a week, it will hold a grudge against you and manipulate your probabilities like crazy.

"Finally, thank you for your help, your dear friend Will Ensettein. ”

It is worthy of the "snake of fate", and there is indeed a special ...... who found me Throwing the "Dice of Chance" on top of the gray mist should seal it...... But the problem is that this kind of "0" level seal with living characteristics may be able to affect the mysterious space above the gray mist, drive me out, and become the master myself...... This kind of thing can't be answered by divination, it can definitely make a confrontation, like "0-08...... Klein vetoed the idea of exploiting the Grey Mist.

In a flash of thought, he suddenly had an idea.

Klein hurriedly got out of his dream, woke up, and said to the fat pharmacist Duck Well:

"I have a way to suppress its effects. ”

"What's the solution?" Darkwell asked in surprise.

Crane didn't answer, picked up the "Probability Dice" with the "4" point up, and walked into the bathroom.

What is he going to do? I remember that in some folklore, the way to deal with evil things is to throw feces...... Vomit...... Darkwell didn't want to think about it anymore.

Entering the bathroom and locking the door of the house, Crane immediately set up the ritual and summoned himself, and then he went over to the gray mist and brought out the iron cigarette case.

He then picked up the "Dice of Chance" and opened the cigarette case, which contained the "All Black Eyes" from the Master of the Mystic.

In the dim light, Crane's face was deeply shadowed, and his gaze was gloomy and restrained, bringing the "dice of probability" closer to the strange eye, which contained the extraordinary characteristics of the spiritual pollution of the "true creator".

The corners of his mouth slowly opened to a kind smile, and he whispered to the dice in his hand:

"Come, I invite you to the concert. ”

Note 1: The god of Savelaud is a homonym for save/load, which means save and read.

PS: Two more resumes begin today.