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Chapter 11 Stars Opening Treasure Chests (Page 1/2)

As the sun sets, Klein Moretti leaves Blackthorn Security Company. With a huge sum of 12 pounds in his pocket, Klein looks high-spirited.

　　Since he has no change to take a public carriage, the newly wealthy Mr. K decides to spend in revenge. He wants to buy the cheapest walking stick from a roadside clothing store, and use this change to split the large amount of gold pounds.

　　"This is really a problem for the rich." Klein, who is used to being poor, thinks so.

　　"This makes a lot of sense, otherwise how can the rich people who only carry large bills take a public carriage?" Klein certainly knows that most rich people have their own private carriages, but this does not prevent him from imagining the "Why not eat meat porridge" in another world.

　　Klein secretly made up a few words about the rich in his mind and turned into a "Velkel clothing store."

　　The layout of the clothing store was very similar to the clothing store he had traveled through before. On the left side, there was a row of formal suits against the wall. In the middle were shirts, pants, vests, ties, and other items. On the right side, there were pairs of leather shoes and boots placed in glass cabinets.

　　There were not many people in the store, only a few scattered customers. Therefore, as soon as Klein entered the door, a waiter in a white shirt and red vest came forward to greet him. There was no scene that was common in novels, where the waiter looked down on the protagonist after entering the store.

　　Of course, this might also be because Klein's clothes were not formal but were indeed more decent. At least he did not dress like a beggar like the male protagonists in early urban cool novels and enter other people's stores to touch things here and there.

　　After understanding Klein's needs, the waiter with a professional smile took Klein to the corner where the cane was placed.

　　At this time, a man and a woman were communicating something there. Although the two looked like adults, Klein didn't know why he always felt that they were two children who had not graduated from grammar school.

　　Because the distance was far, and the two of them deliberately lowered their voices in order not to disturb others, Klein couldn't hear what they were saying. He could only see the boy gesturing with his hands, and the girl holding a cane in both hands and waving it from time to time, as if she was playing golf invented by Emperor Roselle.

　　These were Xing and Ceres, who had originally been acting separately but were brought together again because of the "Law of Aggregation of Abstract Things".

　　The "Law of Aggregation of Abstract Things" was a hypothesis proposed by the great Joy Star God Aha.

　　That is: when there are two or more abstract things with different ways of thinking in the crowd at the same time, they will attract each other and produce an aggregation reaction. And when two or more abstract things aggregate together, there is a certain probability that one of them will evolve into the King of Ideas.

　　"I think we should build another jeep." Xing suggested.

　　Cerus immediately understood what Xing was thinking: "This is a walking stick. A walking stick is different from a crutch."

　　"What does it matter? They look the same anyway. Who says a walking stick can't be used as a crutch?"

　　"But there are no jeeps here, only horse-drawn carriages." Cerus' words were undoubtedly a heavy blow, shattering Xing's fantasy. Is

　　it reasonable that the Crutch Star people don't have jeep monsters? Of course it's unreasonable! It's as unimaginable as the super beasts having a sense of pain.

　　[Hey, I have a plan. Maybe we can name the horse that pulls the carriage Jeep[

　　"Hey, you are really talented." Cerus suddenly realized, and then he was overjoyed.

　　Great! He can also drive a jeep to create...

　　No, Cerus reacted, the crutch was in Xing's hand. Xing is the Crutch Star person, so he is the one who was hurt!

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[Hey, this is what I want to see! Rush towards the jeep!]

　　"No, I don't understand!"

　　"What's your expression? What's your eyes? What's your tears? Rush towards the jeep!" Xing also joined in the fun.

　　...

　　As for why these two people were refreshed in this store.

　　"There is a treasure chest in this store." A few minutes ago, Xing said this when he passed by this store, and turned out a shabby box behind the shelf where the canes were placed in the corner. Inside was a very simple cane.

　　[This looks like a failed product that was abandoned before it had time to be decorated.]

　　[But is this right?]

　　[Are you willing to admit it? Being different from the rules is a failed product. Do you admit this ending?]

　　"I don't admit it." Xing's answer was sonorous and resounding.

　　[That's right! That's it!]

　　[This is a rough stone with infinite possibilities, waiting for your personal carving. [

　　[Take it with you, embark on your journey, use your future experiences as a chisel, use your future achievements as embellishments, and carve it into the most shining gem. [

　　Xing held the cane in her arms, saying that this was the first piece of equipment she had opened after coming here. It was the "worn sword" obtained by the brave when he left the novice village.

　　Serres thought this made sense, and spent 1 soli and 5 pence to buy this "worn sword" under the complicated eyes of the waiter.

　　Xing couldn't let it go and decided to name it "edgeless sword".

　　[This is simply the meaning of travel. Maybe you can dye your hair yellow. ]

　　...

　　After paying, Serres and Xing passed by Klein who was trying the feel of the cane. Klein looked up inadvertently, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the mask hanging on his waist under Serres' windbreaker. It was almost exactly the same as the one drawn on the flyer of the "End of the World" tavern. The words

　　"Masked Fool"

　　flashed through Klein's mind, causing his eyes to move slightly and think about something.

　　Klein had some guesses about Mr. Devil's identity, and guessed that he might be related to this mask. Now seeing the mask of Ceres, and comparing Ceres' figure with Mr. Devil seen above the gray fog, Klein felt more and more that the man who was walking further and further away was most likely Mr. Devil.

　　Although Klein would not take the initiative to inquire about the identity information of the Tarot Club members, if a member appeared directly in front of him, Klein would not deliberately avoid thinking about this aspect.

　　"Sir, calm down and relax. We can still discuss discounts." The waiter's voice came from not far away. At this moment, the waiter was leaning against the corner, close to a double-barreled shotgun on the wall. Only

　　then did Klein realize that he was waving the cane to try the feel. And just now, he looked more like he was going to hit the other guests with a club when he was staring at them walking away.

　　Klein squeezed out an awkward but polite smile, expressing his satisfaction with this 7 soli 6 pence cane. He paid the money painfully and left quickly.

　　The clerk opened his mouth and reached out from behind Klein, wanting him to stay for a while, at least until the two people who had been "targeted" by Klein walked away.

　　In the end, he still didn't dare to speak.

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The next day, Klein went to Hoy University to cancel his interview. There, he met Mr. Azik, a history teacher who used to help Klein.

　　Mr. Azik is a middle-aged gentleman with a medium build and bronze skin. He has soft features, no beard, and a black mole under his right ear that can only be found if you look closely.

　　Since Mr. Azik's temperament shows that he is a very cultured and well-versed in history, Klein casually mentioned information such as "Solomon Empire" and "Antigonus Family" during the chat, wanting to see if this teacher has any insights.

　　At this time, Klein did not know Azik's identity, and he did not even have a clear understanding of angels.

　　Azik can be said to answer all of Klein's questions. But unfortunately, his memory is not complete. In response to Klein's curiosity, Azik can only give comments such as "seems to have heard of" and "sounds a bit familiar".

　　After a period of friendly conversation, Azik and another teacher went to attend the meeting. Klein took off his hat and saluted as he watched the two people leave. He went home slowly after they walked away.

　　Because Klein is a gentleman with a "top hat".

　　On the way home, holding a cane, in the sunshine. Klein, who had already developed the habit of looking at his phone while walking before crossing, spread out a "Tingen Morning News".

　　Reading the newspaper while walking, Klein is also skilled and bold, not afraid of bumping into a telephone pole.

　　Although there are no telephone poles at this time.

　　"Bang."

　　It hit.

　　"Why are there telephone poles in this era!"

　　Klein looked up and found that there were no wires on the poles, but there were two gas lamps hanging on them.

　　Klein rubbed his head. Yes, there are no telephone poles here, but there are street lights.

　　Klein bypassed the street lights and continued to read the newspaper.

　　There are quite a variety of newspapers in Tingen. There are a lot of morning newspapers, evening newspapers, and honest newspapers. The content of the newspapers is also true and false, making it difficult to distinguish. Especially the "headline party" and "shocking literature" invented by Emperor Roselle have made the content related to newspapers often smoky.

　　Klein skipped the rest and found the murder case that happened a while ago. The answer was very official. The general idea was that the deceased was emotionally stable and had no extreme behavior. The deceased did not come out to object to the police's judgment, and the situation was still under control.

　　The reporter who reported this article was John Browning. This name sounded impressive, and he was a good candidate to be a gun designer.

　　Walking on the tree-lined path, Klein, who was reading while strolling, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, as if there were needles inserted there. The timid Ke Miao was furious at the spiritual premonition.

　　Someone was spying on him.

　　He pretended to be calm and got on a public carriage. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go to Champagne Street.

　　After getting off the car, he pretended not to notice anything. He carried his cane and newspaper and slowly bypassed Zouteland Street and turned into Red Moon Street. He walked into the Church of St. Selina as if nothing had happened.

　　The great king of whistleblower decided to sue the parents.

　　If you have the guts, follow me. (Pointing)

　　After entering the church, the sight that had been following him disappeared. Klein looked normal, and prepared to find a seat outside the open prayer hall.

　　Glancing around, Klein met a pair of amber eyes.

　　"That's the one I met yesterday." Klein's mind turned, "Maybe she is also a believer of the Goddess of Night?"

　　Klein retracted his gaze, found a seat near the passage where no one was and sat down, put his hat and newspaper on his knees, clasped his hands, and pressed his forehead against it.

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　　[Mr. Fool's Knee Pillow]

　　On the other side, Xing saw the man named Klein looking away, and she also retracted her gaze. Xing lowered her head slightly, with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

　　Many people think that Xing is not smart, but in fact she just doesn't like to use her brain. At this moment, Xing's CPU, which has no external brain, is running at high speed.

　　Serres said that the bookish man is called Klein, and he is the protagonist of this world. Xing has certainly read novels and knows what the protagonist means. She was just teasing Serres before. At least that's what Xing thinks now... probably.

　　Since the protagonist has entered this church, there is no doubt that there must be a treasure chest here!

　　Isn't this a well-known fact? There must be a treasure chest next to the protagonist.

　　She just thought that this building was very tall, and she came in to open the map driven by curiosity. Unexpectedly, she encountered an unexpected surprise.

　　She quickly scanned the area with a fiery gaze, and only saw a few suitcases. This made her a little disappointed. A treasure chest with an owner cannot be opened. Jizi had warned her many times.

　　So she cast her eyes on the trash can in the corner of the church. It

　　was indeed the Church of the Night. In this sacred place, even the trash can was dotted with starlight. The light from the chandelier above cast a veil over the trash can.

　　Xing was extremely sure: "This is an interactive option."

　　She planned to go and see the tempting trash can over there after the mass was over.

　　As for why she didn't go now?

　　What a joke.

　　"Even children know that you can't control the subjective actions of the characters when you are going through the plot." Xing said confidently.

　　This is really a perfect answer. It's worthy of being a shareholder of Pinocchio.

　　The sermon ended quickly, and the bishop opened the door of the confessional next to it. One by one, gentlemen and ladies lined up in front of the door.

　　Klein also opened his eyes again, put on his hat, picked up his cane and newspaper, and stood up and lined up in an orderly manner. After more than 20 minutes, it was finally his turn.

　　He stepped in and closed the door. Before closing the door, he looked back again and saw the lady with amber eyes discussing something with the nun.

　　This made him more convinced of the other party's identity as a believer of the night. If she was not a believer of the night, then what could she discuss with the nun?

　　It couldn't be the trash can next to her, right?

　　Klein laughed at his own thoughts. He closed the door and his eyes were dark again.

　　"Madam, please don't be like this." The middle-aged nun had a gentle face, but there was a trace of pity in her eyes.

　　It's a pity that she has hysteria at such a young age. What a good child.

　　Xing, however, had a serious expression and told the nun his theory in a serious manner.

　　"Sister, look, it's glowing, which means it's inviting me. As a gentleman, I can't offend it."

　　"It's just reflected light, child." The nun's expression became even gentler, and even the name changed unconsciously.

　　What a good child, she still calls me sister. The nun thought so.

　　Seeing that the nun was unmoved, Xing could only turn around and leave helplessly. It was the nun's loss that she could not understand the beauty of the trash can, not hers. She could only sigh in her heart.

　　She knew that treasure chests were guarded by monsters, and this nun was undoubtedly one of them. It was just that Grandpa Xing was kind and didn't want to do anything to her. After all, she was just a poor person who was blinded by the general view of society. Why should poor people be poor people?

　　At such an old age, she still had to guard the treasure chest. What a pity! Such a good nun.

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