Chapter 256: At Least You Can Put Them to Sleep

Ugh!

The steam train station roared, bringing countless hopeful people to Bei Ke Lan De.

At this time the sky was still fairly bright, and the gale that had blown from the Holy Wind Cathedral had thinned the mist hovering over Bei Ke Lan De; the gas streetlamps hanging on the platform had not yet been lit.

The bustling crowd poured out of the steam train; a dark‑haired, brown‑eyed man who resembled Ke Lai En in some ways, his features a bit aged, expertly guarded the thin, slightly pallid girl beside him.

They followed the flow of people out of the station, when suddenly they both felt a gaze sweep past.

Following their intuition and looking back, Ban Sen and Mei Li Sha saw a neatly dark‑haired young gentleman.

The young gentleman tipped his top hat, his eyes passing over them toward the distance.

Ke Lai En, his appearance altered, lugged a suitcase, expressionless, walking past them and into the massive crowd flooding the City of Hope, Bei Ke Lan De, departing the station.

"Aren't you going to greet them?"

Ke Lai En turned his head; not far to his right, where the surrounding crowd subconsciously gave way, Lei Ke Dun stood there very relaxed, as if he did not belong to the noisy, crowded throng.

Ke Lai En's eyes darkened, and he lowered his hat brim, speaking softly:

"No, I don't want to cause them trouble or danger. Ke Lai En Morreti already died in the Ting Gen incident; my appearing now would only add sorrow and likely endanger them as well."

"I still suggest you give them a magic pill; boosting strength is the best way to avoid danger."

Ke Lai En fell silent for a moment, then sidestepped the topic, saying:

"What brings you to see me?"

Lei Ke Dun gave Ke Lai En a faint glance, seeing he did not wish to discuss magic pills, and continued along the thread:

"I would like you to look after Tu Ba Ge for a while."

"Look after Tu Ba Ge?" Ke Lai En was startled. That rabbit is already at level seven, does it still need care?

Lei Ke Dun chuckled lightly and said:

"To be precise, it will stay by your side as a locator."

"Under fate's influence, you won't encounter few high‑level entities; among them are the ones I seek. Waiting for them to run into me is more effective than actively hunting them."

"So, you mean I'll be unlucky enough to get tangled in all sorts of incidents? And serve as your bait as well?"

Ke Lai En used his clown ability to control his expression, gave Lei Ke Dun a deep look, yet did not refuse.

A rabbit who doubles as doctor, warrior, and chef, indecisive in crises, yet can summon its boss—who could refuse?

Ke Lai En looked at Lei Ke Dun's feet but did not see Tu Ba Ge's familiar silhouette.

"It's at home packing things, and I still have a magical item for it unfinished; in two days I'll deliver it to you."

As he spoke, Lei Ke Dun handed Ke Lai En a branch inscribed with his messenger‑summoning method, then waved goodbye, turned, and slipped into the crowd, his figure vanishing from Ke Lai En's sight.

Hmm. It seems my upcoming journey won't be very smooth, Ke Lai En thought anxiously, sighing inwardly.

The recent conversation, combined with recent experiences, made him wonder if he has a Conan‑like constitution, where events follow him wherever he goes.

West District, Bei Ke Lan De Street.

Lei Ke Dun's figure silently emerged in an empty corner; a pale blue glow flickered in his eyes, and the world around him took on a different shape in his sight.

His gaze deepened, looking through layers of obstruction toward the future here, seeking the trail of the demigod that inhabits a rat, to gauge when it might appear.

Attempting to divine a stranger demigod, Lei Ke Dun felt his own spirit draining like a leaking balloon, rushing away.

Before his spirit nearly exhausted, he finally found a trace amid the chaotic future.

He half‑closed his eyes, steadied his mind, then reopened them, gazing at a nearby sewer entrance; a corner of his mouth twitched as he whispered softly:

"Next month."

Having attained the result he wanted, Lei Ke Dun turned, took two steps forward, and his figure faded away quickly.

East District, inside a cheap inn's room.

Te Li Si stared solemnly at the suddenly appearing silhouette before her; had she not realized she was fully locked by the other's aura, she would have hidden and fled the moment she sensed the spiritual disturbance.

"You've been promoted?" Te Li Si said in a voice with no discernible inflection.

This feeling—his pressure on me is stronger than that desperate lady's; he should have just been promoted, so why does he give me this impression?

"Is this something worth noting?"

Lei Ke Dun glanced at the witch before him, having already slipped into an absolutely rational state, the best way to resist her enchantment.

Before Te Li Si could speak, he continued:

"Do you want to avenge your lover, Prince Ai De Sa Ke? Or perhaps you wish to become male again?"

Te Li Si wanted to deny outright, but Lei Ke Dun's detached, ice‑cold demeanor made her uneasy; if her answer didn't satisfy him, she might be killed the next moment.

She pressed her lips together, silent for a moment, then considered her reply:

"What do you want? Or what do you need me to do for you?"

"Talking to a smart person is simple," Lei Ke Dun said with a slight smile, pausing briefly before continuing:

"I'm about to leave Bei Ke Lan De, so I need someone to handle some matters here."

"I'm merely a witch in a phase of pleasure."

Te Li Si answered very cautiously.

Lei Ke Dun raised an eyebrow slightly, letting out a light laugh:

"Simple: find ordinary people with mechanical talent, cultivate them into extraordinary individuals on the generalist path, not for consuming magic pills or boosting power—just let them peacefully invent and create."

"I can give you the Ironblood Knight's magic pill formula and the corresponding main ingredients, offering some aid in your revenge against your prince."

"Of course, these depend on the completion level of your task."

"He's not my prince; he's just an unlucky pest."

Te Li Si retorted angrily, then, in a hoarse voice, said:

"How can you guarantee what you say? And how is task completion measured?"

"We can sign a contract under the witness of the Great Being."

As for completion, it's simple: the number of people you find, and their quality.

Lei Kedun smiled, took out a notarized document he had prepared beforehand, and handed it to Te Lisi.

For him, producing a notarized document using the ability of a simulated notary was not difficult.

Te Lisi took the notarized document with an unwilling expression, knowing she had no way to refuse.

As she checked the notarized document for problems, Lei Kedun said to himself:

In a few days I'll give you a magical item that can change your appearance; I think you definitely need it now, unless you enjoy constantly hiding in these sewer places.

Remember to change your name back; its connection to the Primordial Witch is too deep.

My name? Qi. Ke?

Te Lisi's expression first was doubtful, then turned to shock; she subconsciously wanted to say that name, but cautiously waited two seconds before speaking the word fully.

Don't just say it out loud; it easily draws attention.

He didn't say whose attention it would easily draw, but Te Lisi had already realized it, and her face turned deathly pale.

She somewhat suspected that from the moment she began taking the assassin's magic potion, she had stepped into the witch sect's conspiracy.

Te Lisi and he each wrote their names on the notarized document; Lei Kedun snapped his fingers, and the document vanished in a burst of golden flame.

He could clearly feel a binding-like thing land on his spiritual body, signifying that the notarization had taken effect.

Lei Kedun reached forward, opening in midair a 'door' connected to his rented place; before leaving, he told Te Lisi the ritual required by the Iron Blood Knights as a prepaid fee:

Form a team of at least thirty people, cultivate deep camaraderie with them, let them grow strong in succession, develop tacit understanding, be able to discern your intent from their glances and movements, become nearly one, and then have them form the ritual.

The stronger the team's strength and rapport, the better the ritual's effect; for you witches, this shouldn't be too difficult, at least you can lull them to sleep.

Before Te Lisi became completely furious, Lei Kedun stepped into the spirit realm and left that place.

Back on Mingsike Jie, Lei Kedun took out the biologist's trait, preparing to craft a magical item for Tu Ba Ge.

The next moment, his mind briefly dazed, his eyes as if covered with a layer of grayish substance, his whole person became tranquil and dazed.

A scene unfolded in his vision: two huge sailboats, one ahead of the other, pursuing each other across the sea.

The pursued sailboat was tens of meters long, clean and tidy, reflecting a golden hue in the sunlight, while the chasing sailboat was mainly black-red, not very distinct.

The vision only appeared for a brief two or three seconds before abruptly disappearing, and Lei Kedun's eyes regained their color.

Golden Dream and Bloodwood Tree—is this urging me to go onto the Golden Dream?

(End of chapter)