Chapter 260: Transmigrators

Klein had been observing the exchanges between the meeting participants the entire time.

He hoped to guess the regions these people were from before they transmigrated based on their verbal tics and explore patterns, but unfortunately, it was difficult to gain anything from this.

However, through his observations, some people here had clearly been reborn into major factions, and the mystical knowledge they possessed was a great harvest for Klein.

"Everyone, do you know the truth about our transmigration?" In a gap in the conversation, Klein asked this question.

The atmosphere of the gathering stagnated slightly; these transmigrators all fell silent.

"We already discussed this in previous gatherings, but what can be confirmed now is that our transmigration time was the same: 1:00 AM on June 28, 1349."

"As for why we transmigrated..." Roselle shook his head slightly; now was not the time to reveal the truth.

Klein did not hold out much hope, but he captured a key point in Roselle's words.

The same day!

"Was there anything special about that day?" Klein continued to ask.

"The blood moon changed, spirituality fluctuated, and there were undercurrents surging in both the Spirit World and the Astral World. This is a record I found in the Church." A familiar voice rang out, and Klein recognized him.

It was precisely Belte Moore, who had introduced him, codenamed "Shadow."

It was just that the blood moon was merely an uncommon natural phenomenon in this world.

As for the Spirit World and the Astral World, those were not things they could peer into at their current level.

Most of the members of the Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society present were Sequence 9 or Sequence 8; Klein's Sequence 7 was already among the strongest.

"Are there any other clues?" Klein was somewhat unwilling to give up.

"The method of transmigration." "Gandafu" added, "In the information we have compiled, every person had obtained some suspicious item before they transmigrated."

"These things could be charms, a string of incantations, or even a strange mobile phone app."

"However, as for myself, that suspicious thing that caused my transmigration lost its effect after I transmigrated."

"Gandafu" did not shy away from discussing this issue.

"I once tried to go back, but all attempts failed."

Lost its effect?! Klein's pupils constricted.

His Zongzhong Yishi had also failed, but he had gone Above the Gray Fog!

Did the other transmigrators not have a "cheat" like Above the Gray Fog?

Klein thought of this point.

"Mine doesn't work either." "Hela" also nodded in acknowledgment.

The others also expressed their own situations; none of them had obtained anything from this!

It could not be ruled out that some were lying, but... Klein fell silent.

This topic was skipped over; every transmigrator was very curious about the reason for their transmigration, but it seemed to involve things that were simply too massive, not something they could investigate right now.

"Um... do you have any information regarding demons, the Blood Sect, or other evil sects?"

"Shadow" Beierte asked. This whole question caused Klein to suppress the misgivings in his heart and listen attentively.

"Evil sects? The 'Eternal Blazing Sun' Church I belong to also seems to be keeping an eye on this news recently."

"Our 'Mother Goddess of Earth Church' is as well."

"Steam..."

"Storm..."

More and more members of the Orthodox Church began to speak, and then everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.

"This is a world-class event." "Hela" concluded.

"That... I am an Apprentice of the 'Rose School of Thought'."

"Holy crap!" The person next to this brother almost jumped up.

They were just discussing evil sects, and someone had just exposed themselves?

"A traitor has mixed into our midst..." Roselle crossed his arms and gestured to everyone.

"I didn't want to either! As soon as I transmigrated, a lunatic forced a Potion down my throat! I'm having trouble even acting now!"

This brother poured out his grievances; it was truly miserable, miserable, miserable.

"Is it that unlucky?" The people nearby all cast sympathetic gazes.

"The Indulgence Faction is powerful right now, but I feel their philosophy will have problems sooner or later; they aren't as good as the Temperance Faction."

Klein's eyes lit up; wasn't this an evil cultist giving a firsthand account?

"Which Pathway are you on?" Klein asked.

"The 'Prisoner' Pathway. I am truly down on my luck for eight lifetimes; the Sequence 8 of this Pathway is called 'Lunatic', and Sequence 7 is called 'Werewolf'!"

Neither are good things; they are even more abstract than my circus... Klein nodded lightly.

"I suggest you run quickly." "Shadow" warned, "From the perspective of the Aurora Order I am in, the encirclement and cleanup of evil sects are inevitable."

"Uh..." That evil cultist's face was full of black lines. The Rose School of Thought was large and powerful and could at most shrink its sphere of influence, but he was just a "Prisoner"!

Klein could only express sympathy for this brother's encounter; there was nothing else he could do.

Afterward, the gathering of the Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society continued to discuss matters regarding evil sects, but limited by their own Sequence and accumulation of mystical knowledge, they could only glimpse some superficial situations.

"Let's end the gathering here for this time; we will see you next week."

Roselle announced the end of the gathering.

The participants nodded lightly, and then their bodies slowly dissipated, directly detaching from the Phantom Realm.

Chumen and several members of the Dream Council detached at this moment and returned directly to the Dream Kingdom.

"Their thinking is very active and also very creative." Lilith, the only one who was not a "transmigrator," was thoughtful.

Such people might not necessarily achieve great success in this world, but they shouldn't end up too miserably either.

"A bit nostalgic." Sasriel sighed.

For a deity, this is also an important pathway to anchor themselves; memories from before the transmigration might only occupy a small part of their memory, but they are the foundation that constitutes their original personality.

Amanises did not speak, but she held the same thought.

"That's good, in my view, you are all too inhuman," Chumen said with a light chuckle.

With the Dream Mark, their state will be better than other True Gods, but they will still be deeply affected.

"It is you who are too much like a human," Lilith shook her head slightly.

"Alright, let's set this question aside for now," Sasriel reached out to stop the conversation, "We need to discuss..."

Klein withdrew from the Phantom Realm and returned to Reality; the gathering of the Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society was somewhat beyond his expectations, and looking at it as a whole, it seemed to be a tiny bit more advanced than his Tarot Club.

"So, am I going to expand my Tarot Club? Pull in a few real powerhouses?"

Klein was calculating the gains and losses, "The highest can reach Sequence 5; my current combat strength is roughly at the Sequence 6 level, and Above the Gray Fog I can suppress a Sequence 5, but it would be best to find something to support my status..."

"It's time to expand the channels of the Tarot Club..."

The startup-phase evil god began to fret.

A peaceful night passed just like that, and the next day, Klein got up early to begin his day of detective work.