Chapter 343: 「Future」

It was only after a week that Klein saw the rest of the team members who had successfully advanced.

Among them, Miss Sharon had changed the most; the moment he saw her, Klein's spirituality reacted of its own accord.

"Congratulations on becoming a demigod." Klein understood that this was because Miss Sharon had finally advanced to a demigod.

That was a demigod, after all; even with the formula and the Characteristic, it was not easy to advance, carrying a massive risk of losing control. For Miss Sharon to have completed the advancement within a week was truly incredible.

Klein also recalled the matter of the messenger asking for a week of leave. He hadn't thought much of it before, but now, perhaps due to spiritual intuition, he felt that the messenger and Miss Sharon seemed to have some kind of connection.

After becoming a "Puppet" demigod, the inhuman feeling about Miss Sharon grew even more intense, and in Klein's perception, she indeed resembled the messenger even more.

Besides that, Maric had also become a "Wraith," and Leonard had become a Sequence 5 "Spirit Warlock."

Even for them, who understood the Acting Method, this was a very rapid advancement.

Of course, the one who improved the fastest was still Klein; one must know that when he hadn't even stepped onto the Beyonder path, Leonard was already a "Midnight Poet."

"After this, we need to board the 'Admiral of Stars'' 'Future' to continue heading south," Klein said.

In stereotypes, the Mose Ascetic Order had always been ascetics, delving into all sorts of profound secrets.

"I'm not sure." Klein shook his head slightly. "But their will is very firm, even more proactive than the major Churches."

"Prepare yourselves; we depart tomorrow." Klein packed his luggage, ready to begin his busy, restless life once again.

"Edwina is likely preparing for her demigod ritual now; the 'Golden Dream' she is on will no longer participate in the following events."

He had been away from home for several months now, without returning even once.

"Anything is fine, as long as you send us to East Balam," Leonard said, crossing his legs leisurely and enjoying his Earl Grey tea.

Klein also took the opportunity to put a bank check into the letter; it was a large sum, enough for Benson and Melissa to move to Backlund and buy a small manor in the suburbs where Bishop Chumen was located.

The "Admiral of Stars" was also just one of those forces.

In Klein's eyes, that place was likely the safest spot outside of the major Church cathedrals.

Klein thought for a moment and wrote a letter to his brother and sister back home, informing them of his current situation.

This time also allowed many people to see just how powerful this hidden "Church" truly was.

The "Mose Ascetic Order" worshipped the "Hidden Sage," who was also a true deity, but they had never established a Church, and their main missionary areas were all in the Solomon Empire.

"However, the 'Admiral of Stars,' she is from the 'Mose Ascetic Order,' right? Why would they participate in this kind of matter?"

Maric and Sharon both remained silent, watching quietly; this was also the daily behavior of these two, and now, after advancing, they seemed even more restrained.

"... At most two months, and I should be able to go home." Klein had just wanted to write this sentence, but then his spirituality gave a light jump, and he decided to completely snuff out such thoughts.

Don't jinx it at a time like this.

Klein summoned the messenger, paid a gold coin, and handed the letter to the messenger who had returned to work.

The next morning, Klein and his party arrived at a pier and saw a massive sailing ship.

On the flag of this sailing ship were ten white stars of equal size, and those stars surrounded a cold, lashless eye.

The "Admiral of Stars'" "Future"!

A bridge made of starlight flew up from the "Future" and landed in front of Klein and the others.

"Welcome, my fellow believers!" The first thing Klein saw was the "Admiral of Stars" wearing mysterious mage robes.

But Klein didn't even have time to greet her before the man behind her, wearing overalls and a white shirt, walked up enthusiastically.

"Let me introduce myself; I am the first mate of the 'Future,' Frank Lee."

"Hello, I am Sherlock Moriarty." Looking at this gentleman, Klein naturally thought of the batch of Dream Sect believers he had seen before the Dream Holy Statue.

Equally passionate about the world, equally possessing the fantasy to change the world—this was the standard template for a Dream Sect believer.

"Are you a Blessed of the Lord?" this Mr. Frank asked straightforwardly.

In the Dream Sect, "Blessed of the Lord" also represented those who had truly stepped onto the "Dream" Pathway.

Even within the Dream Sect, there were various other pathway choices, and naturally, some people would choose other pathways.

"... Yes." The information about Klein's identity had already spread across the sea; after all, he was the fierce person who had killed the "Admiral of Blood."

"That's great! I finally don't have to look for people in the Phantom Realm!"

"The Phantom Realm can be left for you to mess around in, but not here," the "Admiral of Stars" Cattleya said sternly.

"But if my research results cannot be replicated in Reality, then what is the point?" This gentleman stuck his neck out, arguing with his captain.

"Captain, you should know that if we could crossbreed bulls, cows, and wheat together, then no one in Reality would ever go without bread again!"

Hmm?! Klein's eyes twitched slightly as he looked at Frank; the ideal was very grand, very much in line with the whimsical imagination of the Dream Sect.

But for you to graft a cow and wheat together is no longer something that can be explained by imagination—you've lost your mind!

"If your hypothesis could be realized, the Mother Goddess of Earth Church wouldn't have kicked you out, and even the Dream Sect wouldn't be afraid to take you in."

Cattleya obscurely introduced Frank's situation to Klein and the others.

As expected, Klein's expression became very colorful, and even Maric and Sharon couldn't help but take a few extra looks at Frank.

"That is the test given to me by the Great Mother and the Supreme Dream!" Frank argued, a sacred radiance of sacrificing oneself for an ideal on his face.

Cattleya looked at Klein and the others with a hint of helplessness.

Klein was even more astounded at this moment; the tests of the "Supreme Dream" and the "Great Mother"—how do you seem even more suited for dual pathways than I am!

No! Perhaps it is because you are too dangerous that the "Supreme Dream" did not let you become a Blessed and step onto the "Dream" Pathway.

Klein knew best how well the "Dream" Pathway coordinated with other pathways; if this mad scientist really had dual pathways, there was no telling what kind of major incident he might cause.

"Crossbreeding is a very promising technology, but one cannot be too radical," Klein said, weighing his words.