Klein received the shattered remains of the Night Emblem into a small bottle and sealed them for a short time.

He was just thinking about it, what if there was a way to fix it?

Enzo handed over a cup of black tea with lemon slices, and Ludwil stood silently on the other side, like a guard following his master.

Klein shook the black tea in his hand, thinking about what happened in the mausoleum before, as well as the words of the goddess, the review is also a process for him to sort out his emotions, and tomorrow there will be a new week of tarot meeting, Klein is curious to know if Zoya will appear again.

He leaned back heavily and leaned back in his easy chair.

The attitude of the goddess of the night is also very friendly, and to be honest, the friendliness is too much, and there is not even a shelf of gods at all. He knew what I had done, but instead of getting angry, he helped me a lot based on the results.

The exchange he proposed, and the answers I had always had about Zoya, proved that Zoya, while usable, was not credible, in line with what Arodes had been warning me all along.

But the Goddess of the Night did not explicitly inform me about Zoya's connection to Esther, only reminded me that Esther's consciousness was likely to be replaced by Zoya. Did He not explain the relationship because he didn't understand it enough?

It doesn't seem like it, judging by the warning he gave me, the goddess of the night was clearly familiar with Zoya. That's because...... I'm not fit to understand this yet?

Crane raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and Enzo walked behind him, massaging the back of his shoulders and neck.

Things seem to go full and round and go back to the ascension sequence, and you really can't stop for a moment.

The rules of the "Secret Puppet Master" have yet to be summarized, but the matter of collecting the materials of the "Trickster" can be done in a hurry.

Act as soon as possible, and then find a hidden spot where no one is around, and summon Arodes out to ask. I have to do a good job of divination in terms of safety, and I just hope that this time I won't be found by something strange.

The situation when he was almost calculated by the "Mother Tree of Desire" before, Klein still remembers it vividly.

But before he could leave, his spiritual intuition was induced, and the next moment, a spiritual gap opened in Crane's hotel room.

A headless lady with four heads stepped out, one of which was carefully holding a bulging letter.

"The ......", "...... the house", "Plant ......", "Lantern ......", "The guy ......", "Let me ......", "Give me a new ......", "...... the results", "I'll give it to you......"

The other three empty heads spoke in turn, and with that sentence, Crane already knew who had sent it, and took his letter from one of Renette Tinicol's heads.

"Thanks, Frank is still working on mushrooms...... Klein muttered, and when he looked up again, Miss Messenger didn't say hello, silently stepped over the spiritual rift, and had already left the place directly.

It didn't seem like he wanted to send Frank another reply to Klein.

Before Klein could open the envelope, Nornes suddenly flew up from the top of the box and landed on his shoulder, leaning forward and bouncing back and forth, obviously urging Crane to open it quickly.

Klein couldn't help but laugh: "You care about this stuff a lot? It's rare that you've become interested in something other than food. ”

Nornes didn't fully understand Crane's words, but when he heard Crane's teasing tone, the lark smacked Crane's sideburns and tore off half of his hair.

Klein subconsciously turned his head and rubbed his aching scalp twice: "Hiss...... Your bad habits are getting bigger and bigger. I warn you, O Nornes, that this is inappropriate behavior! ”

Nornes called out twice, and Crane knew that this was a perfunctory "confession", and he didn't bother with the bird, but put his attention back on the envelope in his hand.

Before, Miss Courier said that the house was full of lanterns?

Without even thinking about it, Crane solemnly arranged a spiritual wall around the room, and then tossed a coin to divinate the "security of the contents of the envelope", almost with a strict security check to check it.

After making the pre-preparations, Klein dared to officially do it.

After tearing open the corner of the envelope, his hand stood still for a few seconds to make sure nothing strange had come out, and Crane pulled the opening all the way to the end, then poured the contents onto the table.

Several quail egg-sized fruits rolled out of the envelope, resembling lantern fruits in shape and color, covered in a soft, shriveled outer skin with a faint glow from the inside.

In addition, there is a long letter from Frank Lee, a hybrid-mad of occultism, who has cultivated the genius of this shimmering lantern fruit. Because Nornes flew to the table and pecked at the lantern fruits, Crane had to grab it in his hand, spread out the letter with the other one, and read Frank's instructions.

Skipping the usual greetings before and after the letter, Frank begins by talking about his new progress with mushrooms, about the problems he has encountered recently, but when he finds time to change his mind, he uses what Gelman has given him to develop something else and gain new inspiration.

It is only here that Frank officially talks about the plant:

"Don't be fooled by appearances, these things that look like fruits are still a type of fungus. I'm curious about what the filaments you gave me came from, and the extraordinary spirits that they contained were so well bound to the spores. The steady results I ended up with were the products stuffed into the envelope - the soft core inside it, a whole mass of spores that could grow into new lanterns!

It's amazing, I never thought I'd see such a spherical spore that swells to a huge size, and it's a complete, glowing egg! These days, I don't need to light candles at all, and their fully grown plants will light up with a warm and calming light day and night, and never go out.

"Although it made it a little difficult to fall asleep, the quality of my sleep improved. If the captain hadn't allowed it, I'd have shared it with the rest of the crew. I've done a lot of verifications, and these mushrooms don't have any abnormalities other than the light they emit, and they don't interact with the outside world.

"They remain in a wonderful state, hard to describe, as if they are in a state of 'static'. However, if this 'stillness' lasts for about ten days, it will wither, but during this time, it will not change in any way. ”

Crane let go of Noons in his hand slightly, and the lark broke free from his palm and swaggered back and forth on the table, but knowing that Crane would stop him, he stopped talking about the shimmering "lantern fruits".

The "stillness" mentioned by Frank made Klein feel a little familiar, he had seen Esther use Zoya's power before, an extraordinary ability similar to "restart"? Mushrooms grown with these small "lanterns" will interfere with the passage of time to a certain extent.

Crane shook his head silently and continued to look down:

"Another thing that strikes me as peculiar is that these fungi don't seem to need much nutrients from the outside world, as long as they are peeled off at the time of planting and filled with a sufficient amount of core spores, the mycelium can start to spread outward, and it can fully grow into a whole mushroom in a few hours.

"When it withers, just peel off the lantern that has lost its light and you can get new spores out of it! It's just perfect, it can achieve the most simple self-cycle of life! You don't even need too much energy and care to keep reproducing yourself!

"I once doubted that if the extraordinary power in the environment was abundant enough, it would be able to naturally draw energy and grow again, even if it was not deliberately infused with spirituality. But I don't have the right environment to test with, so that's just my guess for now. To be honest, it's more of some kind of magical item that binds to mushroom spores, which makes me feel a little bit lost.

"Anyway, as we agreed before, I would like to share this amazing result with you, and I hope it will help you!

"I will continue to study the special mushrooms you want, and it is a pleasure to be able to share my research with others, and I can reap the joy of many times greater. If I make any new progress in my research, I will contact you again, my friend! ”

Crane was a little overjoyed, if Frank's conjecture could be confirmed, it would be an absolute good thing for Godforsaken, Esther had ......

Well, she said that there was an extraordinary power that escaped everywhere, that the whole land was mutated, and that the indescribable parts of the "sun", she told me clearly.

The harsh environment of the "God's Forsaken Lands" is very suitable for these fungi that can "self-circulate", because they can absorb extraordinary external powers and grow on their own.

It is not known if the pollution of the "God's Forsaken Land" will have any effect, and the safety of these "lantern mushrooms" has yet to be verified.

Crane then took the wandering Nornes back to the top of the cage and told him to stay here, and then he set about the ritual of sacrificing the "lantern mushrooms" to the "fool".

Crane took four steps backwards and sat down at the top of the bronze table, opening the illusory door to reality and bringing the six fruits to the gray mist.

The citrine pendulum swayed gently clockwise, and Klein rubbed his chin as he read the revelations of the divination:

There is no danger, and it is good for Silver City, but the rotation is not as large as I expected, is it because these mushrooms will cause mutations in the Godforsaken Lands?

At tomorrow's tarot meeting, you can mention it to the "sun". If this mushroom can survive and be cultivated on a large scale in the "God's Forsaken Land", the dark environment that has plagued Silver City for a long time may be improved.

Crane gripped one of the "lantern fruits" tightly, and the light leaked through his fingers, as if to make his spirit feel a little warm.

He looked up at another, more radiant orb, and understood that the warmth was an illusion.