Chapter 230: Missionary

"Roselle..." Chumen thought of him, and with a shift of his mind, he arrived in the Phantom Realm, finding Roselle, who had been marinating in the Phantom Realm for two hundred years.

"Tsk, you didn't call me when things were so exciting last night, but now you come looking for me?" Roselle was also quite well-informed about the game of chess from last night.

It was just that it hadn't been His turn to appear yet.

"Your 'little fellow countryman' has arrived."

Roselle's eyes lit up.

He was far less principled than Chumen, having prepared countless "traps" for his fellow countryman to jump into.

"But there is far more than one." Chumen poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"More than one?" Roselle frowned, his mood somewhat subtle, "Is it all of them?"

It was obvious that He had also developed the same thoughts as Amanises.

These people were likely the last traces of that era.

"Then who did you choose?" Roselle quickly found the main point.

"It wasn't me who chose; it was Fate." Chumen shook his head; he truly couldn't take the blame for this.

"About the same." Roselle raised an eyebrow, "This one is definitely my key object of attention; as for the others, I also have sufficient accumulation."

Two hundred years was enough for Him to have created countless things in the Phantom Realm.

"Don't play too wildly." Chumen rolled his eyes, then pointed out Klein's location to Roselle.

"Rest assured, I won't mess things up!" Roselle also gave a guarantee.

In this regard, He still had a bit of integrity.

"I come from Fantasy Land, the City of Silver."

When "Sun" introduced himself, "Hanged Man", "Magician", and even "Justice", who was not yet a Beyonder, were all shocked.

"Fantasy Land?!"

"Hanged Man's" pupils constricted, and he was somewhat composed.

"Yes!" "Sun" could never have imagined that these new friends would be shocked by this, but being a slow-witted person, he seemed to realize something.

"You come from beyond the endless darkness?!" This time it was "Sun's" turn to be shocked.

The group began to discuss this issue, and then looked at "Sun" with an irrepressible expression of envy.

"You actually come from the legendary 'Fantasy Land', that is the God's Kingdom that countless people yearn for..."

"Justice" Audrey was full of longing for that legendary "Fantasy Land".

It was a world as dreamy as the Phantom Realm, but the Phantom Realm only required a Beyonder to enter, while that "Fantasy Land" which only existed in the Scripture of the Dream Sect was just a legend.

Legend had it that it was the source of the Phantom Realm, the God's Kingdom of the "Supreme Dream", and a place that even the gods craved but could not obtain.

Klein listened to the description of "Fantasy Land" from the side, and couldn't help but think of the "Dream" card in his pocket.

"Let's stop here." After setting the time for the next gathering, Klein already felt his brain becoming a bit muddled and had no choice but to end the gathering.

"Obey your will." Everyone stood up and bowed their heads in salute.

Afterwards, Klein cut off the connection, and these people gradually dissipated.

At the same time, Klein also returned to Reality.

"A wonderful but dangerous world." Klein keenly sensed the danger of this world.

"It seems that I won't be able to go back for a short time..." Klein felt dejected and lost, but he had to accept this fact.

In this state of mind, he fell asleep with a heavy head.

"First, strive to live on!"

It was also around this time that Dunn Smith had already found Klein's residence.

However, it was a day later when Chumen saw Klein offline.

With Captain Dunn Smith personally stepping in and promising a high salary, Klein ultimately could not resist and joined the "Blackthorn Security Company", becoming a "Nighthawk".

"I will take you to see the Dream Bishop." Dunn Smith introduced.

"Dream Bishop?" Klein remembered the Angel recorded in the Scripture.

"Our Church has a very special branch, which is the Dream Sect; they still believe in the Goddess, but in their daily lives, they are more inclined toward the Dream Angel." Dunn Smith explained.

"They refer to themselves as 'Dream believers', and this Bishop is one such case."

Klein still found it hard to accept this bizarre situation; in a world where gods truly existed, could faith be divided like this?

"Do they have any characteristics?" Klein couldn't help but ask.

"There are actually quite a few such people; as for characteristics... they all carry two copies of the Scripture in their hands."

Dunn thought for a moment and replied.

"Also, they are all relatively... good at enjoying life."

Klein was stunned, but they had already arrived at the Saint Selena Church, so he had to suppress the doubts in his heart and came to the Prayer Room.

"This is the Dream Bishop." Dunn introduced to Klein.

"Hello, Mr. Klein Moretti."

Chumen looked at the fellow countryman before him, who was somewhat thin and had a pale complexion, and greeted him softly.

"... Hello, Bishop."

Klein finally understood what "enjoying life" meant; he stared at this Dream Bishop, almost blinded by the various gemstones studded on him.

The value of this robe could probably equal ten of my formal suits, plus those gemstones...

Heavens, this is definitely the wealthiest person I have ever seen...

Klein forcibly averted his gaze and moved his attention elsewhere.

This Bishop is actually quite young, not much older than me...

"You can also call me Chumen."

Chumen? Klein's eyelids twitched; could it be that Roselle even plagiarized "The Truman Show"?

Chumen looked at Klein with a smile, "In short, everything is Roselle's fault."

"I saw you in Fate; you are destined to become a big shot in the future."

Why does he sound like a charlatan? Oh, no, he *is* a charlatan...

Klein had already learned from Dunn Smith that he was being watched by this Bishop, so he didn't find it strange.

"In the specific trajectory of Fate, you will become a member of my Dream Sect."

"Have you ever learned about the 'Dream Sect'? When you have time, I can tell you about the 'Supreme Dream' and the Dream Angel."

Klein felt numb upon hearing this; you are standing under the Night Sacred Emblem and preaching to me?!

He couldn't help but look at his Captain, only to find Dunn Smith looking calm, merely nodding slightly.

"I have some understanding." Klein was full of doubts, but he had to take the bait, and then he was completely led astray by this Bishop.

For the next half hour, under the passionate narration of this Dream Bishop, Klein fully understood the "Dream Sect" and the "Dream Angel."

"Additionally, Nighthawks who join the Dream Sect have their weekly salary doubled; this is a benefit exclusive to Nighthawks."

Klein took a light breath, his eyes widening slightly.

Then he looked at Dunn Smith.

"Yes, I am also a member of the Dream Sect."

Dunn Smith noticed Klein's gaze and revealed a wealthy smile.