Chapter 228: The Fool and the Dream

Zhou Mingrui woke from a deep dream, and all that pain seemed to have faded away.

He opened his eyes, and a flood of complex memories rushed into his mind in an instant; two souls underwent a complete fusion.

This process was very plain, and by the time he woke from the haze, he was already Klein.

"I... transmigrated, and even died once..." Klein realized this point.

As he sorted through his thoughts, he caught sight of the notebook on the table and recognized the Hermes script on it.

"Everyone will die, including me."

This line of text seemed to carry some kind of eerie power, making Klein's heart stop for a brief moment.

"What is going on?!"

Klein was inexplicably terrified and hurriedly looked away.

His memory seemed to have been triggered in that instant, and he remembered something.

"An ancient notebook?! Whose notebook?!"

Klein had an intuition that there was a major problem with it, but he lacked information and could not judge.

"Calm down, it cannot be determined yet."

It took him a while to truly calm down and begin dealing with the bloodstains on his face; it was almost dawn now, and he had to face his older brother and younger sister.

"Family..." Klein was also examining himself at this moment and had roughly found the reason for his transmigration.

"Go home!" Unlike Roselle, the first thing Klein thought of was leaving this strange world.

"Put everything else aside, I must try to perform the Zongzhong Yishi and go home!"

Klein confirmed what he had to do, and Klein's heart immediately settled down.

And during this process, the Red Moon gradually sank to the west, and the Dawn was already blooming in the east.

"Click!" A sound came from the next room; Klein turned his head subconsciously and revealed a smile.

"Melissa..." This was his younger sister; Klein accepted the entire thought without any obstruction.

"Klein, why did you wake up so early?" Sixteen-year-old Melissa was in the prime of her youth, slightly thin, but still bright.

"It's nothing, just a bit nervous." Klein feigned composure, dealing with his sister.

After a simple breakfast, Klein went out to buy groceries under his sister's instructions.

Klein tidied up and quickly arrived at the market, bought the food, and also prepared the materials for performing the Zongzhong Yishi.

"Would you like a divination?" A hoarse female voice suddenly sounded in Klein's ear.

"Tarot Card divination, oh."

Klein subconsciously looked toward the low tent of the circus, where a woman wearing a pointed hat and a black long dress stood.

"Tarot Card?" Another wave of memories struck, and Klein suddenly had a toothache.

"Imperial Speaker Roselle?"

The things Roselle had once done flashed through his mind one by one.

"Industrial Revolution, constitutional monarchy, Tarot Card..."

These pieces of information all pointed to one possibility.

"There is actually a predecessor who transmigrated!"

At this moment, Klein actually wanted to see this Tarot Card.

"If the price is right..." Klein nodded lightly.

"Sir, you are the first customer of the day, it is free."

Klein's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to sit opposite the woman.

"Very good." Klein looked at those Tarot Cards as if casually.

"Fool", "Justice", "Hanged Man"...

They were all things he was familiar with.

Roselle really is a predecessor who transmigrated... Klein's mood suddenly relaxed.

"What do you want to divine?"

"The past, the present, the future."

"Then choose one of them." After the woman went through steps like shuffling and cutting the cards, she placed three Tarot Cards in front of Klein.

Klein's eyes flashed, and he flipped over the Tarot Card representing the present.

"Fool"!

No matter how many times fate fluctuates, Klein would always draw it from the twenty-two Tarot Cards.

This could be understood as the aggregation of Beyonder Characteristic, or it could be considered a kind of Fate.

"Containing all possible beginnings, you may need to temporarily put down the past and start facing life anew."

The interpretation of the woman opposite made Klein's brow twitch.

This might be a generic statement, but it fit his current situation inexplicably well.

"A new life... why don't I tell you about my great Lord, He is absolutely the best faith in this world!"

The woman's extremely stiff transition almost threw Klein off balance.

"True Spirit, person of purity, the Master who holds the Dream, the Supreme who transcends the infinite..." the woman prayed devoutly.

"Do you know? My Lord is the Prophet and Savior who led humanity from darkness toward glory, the Supreme who shelters humanity's beautiful dreams and Fantasy..."

Klein's expression was extremely strange; was this... being forcibly proselytized?

"Sorry, I already have a faith, praise the Goddess!"

Klein drew a full moon on his chest according to the image in his memory, praising the Evernight Goddess.

"That's even better!" The woman's mood became even more excited, "Don't you know about the first Pope in the Evernight Church? We are in the same system!"

Klein was somewhat dumbfounded, his brain stalling slightly... What kind of situation was this!?

They were already heretics, yet they were still in the same system?!

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind; it seemed there really was a Dream Pope in the Evernight Church, who was also the compiler of the Night Revelation.

"For the sake of you sharing a similar faith with me, I will gift you a 'Dream'!"

The woman's expression was solemn and serious as she took out a card similar to a Tarot Card from her pocket.

"Dream"!

Klein blinked, and with the thought that it would be a waste not to take it, he took the "Dream" card into his hand.

Everything the woman said afterward regarding interpretation and proselytizing was just boilerplate, and by the time Klein left, he had this "Dream" card in his hand.

Klein examined the "Dream" card and discovered it was unexpectedly exquisite; on the face of the card was an open Dream book, with specks of phosphorescence scattered about, shimmering even under the sunlight.

"It's probably quite expensive." Klein put the "Dream" card away, returned home, and performed the Zongzhong Yishi!

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun..."

Klein held his breath in the center of the room for a few minutes, then stepped forward solemnly, walking in a square in a counter-clockwise direction, muttering words under his breath.

Hum!

Klein suddenly felt his vision obscured by a layer of Grey Fog.

It was also at this moment that the "Dream" card in Klein's pocket flashed with a radiance.

When Klein woke up again, he discovered he was already situated amidst an endless expanse of Grey Fog.

For a moment, he could not discern his own situation and stood there in a daze.

"Hiss! I have finally ascended to 'Sefirah Castle'!"

Chumen suddenly felt a sensation.

As expected, only things brought up by the master of "Sefirah Castle" could remain within "Sefirah Castle".

And now, Klein, the first person to ascend to "Sefirah Castle", had already completed the binding with "Sefirah Castle", counting as its nominal master.

Therefore, the Dream that Klein "brought up" would not be cleared by "Sefirah Castle".

"Dead Trickster, you guarded against me for so long, yet didn't I still succeed?"