Chapter 414: Departure

Klein: "Mr. Priest, I have an important matter; please, you must come back for a moment."

Su Lin: "I have already paid."

Klein: "Mr. God of Light, I have a new commission here."

Su Lin: "I have to give a lecture to my students."

Klein: "."

Klein: "@Su Lin, turn on your microphone and get your ass back here!"

In an instant, several messages were sent out almost simultaneously, only to be met with total silence.

That day, Zhou Mingrui returned to the realm of the "Keyboard Immortal on Land."

Certain people in the chat group realized one thing: the great Mr. Fool had sacrificed himself to become the tribute for the group's greatest evil god, and for a long time to come, they would not need to worry about becoming prey themselves.

Different lands, same moon; the Holy Light shines everywhere, and all realms are at peace. Praise be to the Primordial God, all-knowing and all-powerful.

Amen!

Facing the many jokes in the group, Klein responded: "Don't misunderstand. I was just roleplaying; it helps me maintain my humanity."

Regardless of whether this group believed him or not, the somewhat restless Mr. Fool sat at the center of the long banquet table, with Audrey and Fors of the Tarot Club on his right, and Sharron sitting alone on his left.

"Please enjoy your meal. I wish all our esteemed guests a wonderful evening."

The three ladies were of the highest caliber in Backlund's high society, both in temperament and appearance. Aside from one young lady who was visibly nervous, this very reality highlighted how noble the status of the only man at the head of the table was.

Yet, this man had not a trace of expression on his face; even three magnificent gemstones could not change his expression in the slightest. His gaze remained fixed on the service staff.

"If you need anything, please ring the connection bell."

The manager of the Cherenzo Restaurant hid the envy and awe in his eyes, bowed deeply, and then left with the chef, who looked as if he had lost his soul.

Once the waiters, manager, and chef had all retreated and the red velvet doors were closed, leaving only the private viewing deck with a night view of Backlund Square, Klein snapped his fingers to isolate the room from detection.

"I believe you all know what Mr. Fool mentioned at the meeting earlier."

Klein was analyzing the strength and characteristics of the three women before him in his mind, intending to issue a temporary mission in the name of Mr. Fool as the topic for the night, using work to dissolve the impending awkwardness.

A glimmer of spirit appeared in Audrey's emerald eyes. She curled the corners of her lips and smiled: "Isn't tonight a social mixer hosted by Mr. Priest for us and Mr. World?"

"Don't mind him; that person sometimes likes to play pranks."

Klein replied coldly.

"The teacher and He told me that they want us to try and get to know each other."

Sharron, with her light golden hair tied in a bun and azure eyes, spoke up:

"You became an Angel of Time too quickly; romance is beneficial for maintaining your humanity."

An Angel of Time, almost equivalent to a god among men!

Fors was on the verge of fainting. If not for Mr. Priest's protection during her advancement process, how would she have dared to come here for a mixer with Gehrman? It turned out that after not seeing Mr. World for a while, he had already become an Angel of Time?!

Plot points from recent breakout hits like "The Overbearing Angel Falls in Love with Me," "The Cold-Blooded Hunter and the Traveler," and "The Cowardly Me Won't Dream of Pirate Hunters" flashed through her mind.

She had originally thought the things written by Teacher Yellow Waves had no literary value, but she hadn't expected them to become reality so quickly.

In her awe, besides nervousness, Fors felt a hint of anticipation and conflict. If the other party really chose her, what should she do? Submit, or reject him symbolically?

"However, Mr. World, Mr. Priest emphasized repeatedly that you would change the subject. The commission I accepted is to get to know you."

Audrey was not intimidated by Klein's tone. After experiencing the Hall of Truth, she understood that Mr. World was actually a sensitive and gentle man on the inside.

She had Leonard the Star to thank for that leak back then.

"What was the reward he gave?" Klein asked.

"A Beyonder characteristic of an Insightor," Audrey replied.

She looked at Sharron opposite her and smiled; revealing her own Sequence was beneficial for everyone's communication.

"A Beyonder characteristic of an Ancient Evil."

Sharron replied as well.

All Angel-level Beyonder characteristics... This bastard is really generous.

The only thing he hadn't expected was that Reinette Tinekerr had also participated. As his messenger, she had actually backstabbed him on this matter.

What is going on? Is she that eager to play matchmaker between him and her disciple?

Seeing Klein fall into silence, Audrey, as a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway, took the initiative to pick up her knife and fork to start eating, her voice light and happy:

"Although Mr. Priest does indeed have a way of teasing you, I don't think he's joking about this. He said you have an important task to do alone next, and at the very least, he wants you to be able to relax a bit before you do it."

Thank you, Su Lin. The pressure is at its maximum now.

"He hopes you can be a bit more motivated. Besides saving the world, there are many beautiful things in this world waiting for you."

Audrey's emerald eyes became exceptionally brilliant under the light, as if they could see through a person's heart.

"Even if the crisis is no longer urgent, you still have a reason to return..."

Is she worried about his final battle with Amon?

Klein hummed softly, no longer maintaining his Faceless control, and a faint smile hung on his lips. That guy has some humanity, but not much.

"Miss Justice."

"Please call me Audrey."

Audrey corrected him.

"Miss Hall."

Klein used her surname, selectively ignoring Audrey's deliberate pout of dissatisfaction.

"As a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway, you should know that this kind of forced social interaction only makes emotions sink, especially when neither party has that intention."

"Back when you faced Herwin Rambis, he tried to make you let go of your resistance to romance and marriage. What were you thinking then?"

"Miss Sharron is the same. I remember you are a member of the Temperance Faction."

"I am very sorry. Because of Mr. Priest's whim, you were dragged into this farce. Please don't mind it. I'll treat this dinner tonight as my apology to you all on His behalf. I guarantee that the rewards He promised will still reach you."

Klein raised his red wine glass, stood up from his seat, and said to everyone.

As an NPC, he could help these players provide proof of mission completion and help them demand their rewards later.

He respected these two ladies and the other salted fish; he would not do anything against their personal wishes.

"But Mr. World," Audrey blinked and replied:

"I don't resist spending time with the you behind the mask... uh... I mean, if it's with... sorry, I mean we can chat together; it's more natural than psychological therapy."

As if realizing there was something wrong with her phrasing, she corrected herself and added, "If you are willing."

Klein was stunned. He looked at that flawless face and began to think: was this flustered tone a deliberate construction by a psychologist, or something else? But it was certainly effective.

A strange emotion was extinguished by Klein.

He was just about to naturally decline and express that he wasn't willing, when he heard Miss Sharron on the side say:

"Someone gave me two movie tickets on the way here. We can go see it later."

Klein was slightly surprised. How long had Roselle been resurrected, and he had already created so many modern things? The God of Steam and Machinery must be having a headache.

"What movie?"

"A Chinese Ghost Story."

"."

Cherenzo Restaurant, Golden Theater private box.

"I'm just going over to take a look," Bernadette frowned. "Father, the Gustav family motto includes the line 'repay a drop of kindness with a gushing spring.' I should fulfill the commission of that god."

Roselle was squinting, keeping a smile as he blocked the door to the private box, even using his authority to modify the rules. "Listen to me, no man is any good! And according to seniority, you should call him Uncle!"

He prayed silently in his heart, praying that a certain unromantic fellow countryman would finally get a clue. After all, he had worked overtime to film the movie after finding out information about one of the women.

Anyway, they're all mythical creatures, so don't worry about the species!

Damn God of Light, don't even think about doing whatever you want in this world!

One day later, Ye Fan's world, mobile base—Water Mirror Peak.

"Caution, caution, the most critical thing is caution."

Su Lin held a brush and wrote a large "Steady" character, preparing to hang it in the room to remind himself at all times: don't be reckless, don't court death, don't do whatever you want.

"Disciple, before I leave, I'll give you a lesson. Today's first lesson is: be steady!"

The little junior sister of the Tianyi Sect, Onion Girl, was carrying her senior brother, who was still playing games, to the Wangshu Pavilion. Some things were just sudden, like Song Shu being hit by a meteorite while walking; she was suddenly called over for a lesson.

"We cultivators often go into seclusion for a thousand years. However, the villains you look up to are often reduced to experience packs for the protagonist because of a moment of greed or impulse."

"Therefore, if you encounter a powerful opponent, avoid them if you can; if you cannot avoid them, then think of other ways."

Onion Maiden listened very carefully; she felt that the Sect Master made a lot of sense. Thinking back, it was precisely because she had been impulsive and unwilling to yield that she was 'slapped' by Nine Lamps until she was satisfied, and after being locked up for three hundred years, she met Song Song Shuhang.

Sigh, how great it would have been if she had joined this sect earlier.

"Alright, this lesson is finished. You can spend the remaining time here for self-study." Su Lin stood up and left.

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Onion Maiden saw Su Lin stand up and leave, as if she had heard something unbelievable, "Sect Master!"

"What is it?" Su Lin turned around and smiled kindly: "If there is anything you don't understand, I will tutor you when I return. Now I have to pack my luggage and prepare for a business trip."

"It's over just like that?!" Onion Maiden looked shocked, while only Yu Feng rolled his eyes, having long since become accustomed to it.

"I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it," Su Lin suddenly remembered the reason he had called them over:

"Elder Han will be going to a mystical realm for closed-door cultivation during this period. The spiritual plants on Water Mirror Peak will be left to you to take care of, one person per day. Elder Han's supreme treasure, the Heaven-Holding Bottle, is in the box on the upper floor of Wangshu Pavilion. Remember to feed it on time, especially the sapling of that golden apple tree."

"Yu Feng, my accounts are left to you. Remember to help me log in to clear the stamina and do the event tasks while you're at it."

"Got it~" Yu Feng waved his hand impatiently, "Remember to leave some money; I'll go to the Immortal Food Pavilion to order takeout when I'm hungry."

After Su Lin left, Onion Maiden remained where she was, doubting her life.

A sect? Preaching and teaching? Just this?

"Isn't this just coming here to do chores?!"

Onion Maiden was once again convinced that she had stepped out of one pit only to fall into another. She looked at the massive Water Mirror Peak outside the window; was this sect really okay?

"Relax, now that the old guy is gone, this sect is run by the two of us." Yu Feng put down his phone, flew to a computer, and said: "Start operating! Big brother is taking you to slaughter today!"

Seeing that her own senior brother was also like this, she felt that her entire onion self had turned gray.

She shook her head and, with lifeless eyes, came to the second floor. On the wooden shelf on the right side sat the only box here, which contained a small green bottle.

"Let's get to work first..."

She didn't know how long she would have to work; as a small demon with little magic power, her efficiency was very low.

Come to think of it, it was a bit strange. If she had seen such a supreme treasure in the past, she would definitely have been excited beyond measure. The Enlightenment Stone she had rooted herself in couldn't compare to this protagonist-tier golden finger. But inexplicably, ever since she was taken away from another world by Song Song Shuhang, she had become somewhat numb.

"Why is it a bit fragrant?"

Onion Maiden opened the Heaven-Holding Bottle and took a look at the green liquid inside; rich spiritual Qi emerged from it.

"Isn't this the long-onion liquid that Song Song Shuhang used to drip for me to drink?"

At that time, the onions grew very fast, and the knife was also very sharp.

She glanced at the empty surroundings, with only the sound of senior brother Yu Feng's keyboard coming from the first floor. On a whim, she dripped a drop into her own mouth.

Delicious, one more drop...

"Are you going over too?"

Su Lin, having finished packing his luggage, looked at Meng Qi in front of the portal to Li Li Huowang's world and asked:

"Meng Qi, didn't you go home to rest? Won't your wife scold you for leaving so soon?"

"The reward is a Heavenly Dao Law." Meng Qi stroked his chin, somewhat moved: "Come to think of it, I am also a Three Pure One; perhaps there is some way I can help a colleague?"

"Don't go and snatch someone else's position," Su Lin retorted:

"That's true, you won't go crazy because you know of the existence of the Fortune Heaven. Let's go over and see what the situation is first."

"Whenever I think about what kind of schemes those conspirators like Dice might come up with, my head feels itchy, and I don't know how to deal with it."

There aren't many people in the group who can go over now without worrying about problems, and Meng Qi happens to be one of them.

"I'm not the kind of person whose wisdom is near-demonic either; it would be more like it if my wife came over to be the military strategist."

Meng Qi paused, wanting to say something but stopping:

"By the way, who is that beside you..."

Su Lin looked around in confusion; except for 'Anduin' with a red suitcase on the right, there was nothing else. "Oh, it's luggage."

'Anduin', carrying the suitcase, pushed up the monocle on his right eye socket and nodded, saying: "It's luggage."

(End of chapter)