After exploring the lap, Crane returned to the ancient palace supported by stone pillars.

He sat at the top of the bronze table, his eyes half-closed, and examined the contrast between his own spiritual growth and the number of members he could pull.

"Counting the ones that weren't burdened before, I can probably bring in four new members, but there is no ......goal for the time being," Crane shook his head and muttered to himself, no longer staying, returning to the real world, busy with a good dinner.

After cutting the potatoes, blanching the beef, adding the onions, stir-frying for a while, and sprinkling in sugar, peppercorns and other condiments, Klein poured the prepared hot water into the saucepan, covered the lid, and reduced the flame.

It has to be said that the ability of the "magician" to manipulate the fire is simply a good helper in the kitchen...... Since having it, my cooking skills have improved significantly...... If there was no loss of control, no monsters, no searches, no evil gods, and everyone was committed to using their abilities so harmlessly, the world would be peaceful and beautiful...... Crane sighed and left the kitchen and entered the living room.

The glow of the gas sconces spilled out, and Crane, who was going to flip through the magazine and wait for the opportunity to put in the potatoes and carrots, and put in the right amount of salt, couldn't help but think about how to play the "Faceling":

"As soon as I woke up this morning, my spirit was completely stabilized, and I found that although the 'Faceling' potion in my body showed no signs of digestion, it was in some way compatible with me, which was a phenomenon that had never been seen after taking the 'Fortune Teller', 'Joker', and 'Magician' potions before......"

Thinking of this, Crane looked up at the bulging belly window, because it was already dark, and it became like a mirror, faithfully reflecting the image of Sherlock Moriarty with black hair and brown eyes, a beard on the side of his mouth, and gold-rimmed glasses.

Crane nodded thoughtfully:

"Maybe it's because I've been playing Klein Moretti, well...... In a sense, Sherlock Moriarty is just a disguise for Klein, not someone else.

"Although I have received many memory fragments and have some original feelings, in essence, I am still a guest from another world, Zhou Mingrui, a strong earth keyboard.

"I've been through so much in the last five months that sometimes I even think I'm Klein Moretti. ”

Silently, one thought after another flashed through Crane's mind, which gave him a lot of enlightenment.

However, I have always been Zhou Mingrui in the face of Klein Morettipi...... I never gave up on going back...... He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the figure reflected in the convex belly window had changed:

It was a young man with dark brown eyes and short black hair, with no distinctive facial features, and he looked quite gentle, but the bags under his eyes were obvious, and his chin was already a precursor to a double layer.

This is Zhou Mingrui from the earth.

Long time no see...... Crane sighed, raised his hands, and rubbed his face.

By the time he lowered his arms, he had reverted to Sherlock Moriarty.

After such contemplation and adjustment, he inexplicably felt that there was a lot less gap between spirituality and potions, and there were signs of slow blending.

"No wonder the teacher of the 'Master of Secret Puppets' Rosago, maybe the teacher, would say that you can pretend to be anyone, but you can only be yourself...... This is supposed to be the core rule of the Faceling's playbook, and if you forget it, it's easy to lose yourself in the constant changes and end up becoming a monster. Crane thought back to what he had gained from his previous psychics, and he was abrupt.

He stilted up his right leg, leaned back, and quickly had an arrangement for the next period of time:

"Exploring and summarizing the specific rules for playing the 'Facelings'......

"In Beckland's circle of extraordinaires, at the tarot meeting, gather information about mermaids and prepare for the completion of the ceremony at sea......

"Directly or indirectly obtain the 'Sun Priest' potion recipe to help little 'Sun' advance to Sequence 7, and be eligible for a way to remove the mental contamination of those who have lost control within their extraordinary characteristics.

"But we can't completely hope for the little 'sun', and we have to try to collect it ourselves. ”

Klein, who was gradually settling in his mood, snapped his fingers, making the fire in the kitchen a little smaller, and the aroma of beef began to permeate.

It was then that he heard the sound of the doorbell being rang.

The client was lawyer Jürgen.

Even though the rain was pouring and the ground was wet with water, Jürgen was still meticulously dressed, even wearing a straight stiff collar.

"Is there anything going on?" Klein was already quite familiar with the other party, and asked directly without greetings.

Jürgen put away the black umbrella and patted a little water on the double-breasted long dress and said:

"Sherlock, I'm leaving Beckland next Monday to go on vacation to the South with my grandmother, where the warmth and clean air are perfect for her. ”

"It's a very good thing. Klein reasoned and asked with a smile, "You want me to adopt Brody for a short time?"

Jürgen shook his head solemnly:

"My grandmother was reluctant to part with Brody and insisted on taking it with her, and I asked that as long as you put it in the cage and buy a full ticket, it could also get on the steam train, but you must always take care to clean the cage and not pollute the air on it. ”

In fact, the smell inside the third-class carriage is enough to overpower the stench of cat poop...... Klein chuckled:

"Brody must be very unhappy to go out, right?"

"But it's even more reluctant to my grandmother. Jürgen responded.

He pressed his hat and said:

"I'm here to inform you that if you need bail and legal disputes during this time, you can go to my colleague, this is his business card, I have communicated with him, he will not leave Beckland this year. ”

It's really a profession, and I have thought about this problem...... However, I don't need it for the time being, I'm now an informant for the "Machine Heart" and won't normally be caught in the police station...... Crane smiled and thanked him, took the business card, and slipped it into his pocket.

Without the idea of chatting and entering the door, Jürgen immediately raised his hand and said:

"I'm going to visit other clients, Sherlock, see you tomorrow, no, next year. ”

"Then I have to say in advance, Happy New Year to your family. Klein smiled and waved.

Seeing Attorney Huergen leave with an umbrella, Klein closed the door and sat back in the living room.

At this moment, there was no sound in the room except for the flames licking the bottom of the pot in the kitchen, so quiet that Klein could hear the movement of the carriage in the distance.

He looked around slowly, and saw coffee tables, contracts, cabinets, pens, porcelain cups, dining tables, chairs, and walls.

Retracting his gaze, Crane leaned back against the back of the sofa, looked out the window at the night and the gas street lamps that glowed in the night, and sighed in the deep coldness and silence:

"New Year's ......"

............

The lightning gradually subsided, and the darkness became the lord of the earth.

After a short but not short trek and sporadic battles, the exploration team of Silver City finally reached its destination.

With the help of the impenetrable light of the animal skin lantern, Derick Berg saw the almost completely collapsed city walls and the dilapidated streets without a single weed.

On both sides of the street, most of the houses have collapsed, and only a few are barely holding up, but the surface is all mottled and full of the dust of time.

The white and blue coatings, which differ from the spires of Silver City, are also gray, making it difficult to imagine what they looked like.

However, Derrick can give a glimpse into the city's past, which must have gone through a long time, with a considerable number of inhabitants, and developed its own civilization in the dark years.

Humans here take potions, repair buildings, defend walls, and in teams of five or six or more, they explore outside, hunt monsters, and find the resources necessary to survive.

They will celebrate in a brief period of stability, they will sacrifice to the gods, their desires will be answered, they will give birth to the next generation, and hope will continue.

However, they eventually disappeared into the darkness, losing all sound and leaving only a ruin.

The ruins are like a huge tomb, burying a civilization that has struggled to survive but has vanished.

"Demon Hunter" Colin looked around, his face a little calm, as if he saw the future of Silver City.

He pointed to the front and said:

"The rest of the place has been cleared.

"That temple is in the middle of the city. ”

The exploration team dispersed slightly, but still maintained enough order to not let down their guard around them.

Walking through ruins that had been destroyed for an unknown amount of time, and through streets that were so quiet that it was frenzied, Darek finally saw a wide platform made purely artificially.

On top of the high platform, there is a half-collapsed building, which is very similar to the temple of the Silver City, with stone pillars supporting the dome and arching to form the gate.

The style is completely different from the other buildings here, and it is indeed a "fallen creator" who later converted...... As soon as Darek flashed such a thought, the four lanterns in the team went out at the same time!

Huo Ran, the entire exploration team fell into pure darkness, there was no lightning in the sky, the ground lost its candle flame, and the breathing sound of the surrounding humans seemed to disappear all at once.

Darek's body tensed instantly, and it seemed as if some monster had stuck out its tongue in the darkness, tentatively licking his scalp, but his inspiration told him that nothing real had appeared.

At this time, a childish, helpless, panicked and dry voice sounded in his ears.

It was a child whispering:

"Help me...... Help me......"

Daerik froze for a moment, not knowing how to react, but in an instant, a little shimmering dust appeared in front of his eyes.

The dust exploded one after another, lighting up the surrounding area with a silvery glow.

Colin stared at Darik and said in a deep voice:

"What are you thinking?"

Dyrick suddenly came to his senses, and folded his hands in shame, as if in prayer.

Immediately, a rather clear light burst from his body, causing the darkness around him to recede silently.

The rest of the team seized the time and re-lit the candles.

Because the "Demon Hunter" reacted in time, no team members went missing this time, and no new members were added.

Colin withdrew his gaze from Darek and looked at the half-collapsed temple on the high platform, and said solemnly:

"From now on, there can be no negligence and the vigilance is raised to the highest level. ”

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