Global Abyss: My Skills Can Enhance Infinitely

"This is what you call a good appetite..."

Klein felt a sudden darkness before his eyes when paying the bill, and almost couldn't stand steady.

When Tao Yu had brought him to a high-end restaurant, he had already had a vague sense of foreboding.

Then, watching Tao Yu order dishes without even glancing at the menu, picking out some items that sounded very expensive, and then stuffing his face, Klein felt a bit dizzy.

The food was clearly delicious, but it felt like chewing wax.

"I know a few other good places, I'll take you there next time."

Tao Yu, in a good mood after enjoying the meal, suggested cheerfully, but Klein wanted to burst into tears, if not for 'The Fool's' capacity to control his expressions exceptionally well.

Even he felt his 'Clown' Magic Potion had digested quite a bit!

Although it seemed like a good thing, Klein couldn't be happy about it at all.

Your Gold Pounds haven't disappeared, they've just turned into a Clown accompanying you by your side...

Seeing Tao Yu order so adeptly and the waitstaff's familiar treatment of him, Klein realized that the other party really was a regular here, and wasn't intentionally fleecing him.

But this only made him feel more ridiculous, especially since it had been Tao Yu who offered to treat him to the meal, putting on quite the gentlemanly airs. Considering how much Tao Yu ate, he didn't seem like someone who needed comforting!

Uh, was he turning his grief into an appetite?

Thinking this, Klein sighed again and let it go; the man had suffered significant losses, so what was wrong with eating well...

After dining, they took a carriage back to Minsk Street, with Klein once again footing the fare.

"Goodnight, I need to prepare a new Magic Potion next, and digest a bit."

"Me too, I still don't have a clue."

Klein sighed as he looked at Tao Yu's handsome face, understanding that the man had already reached Sequence 7, stepping into the mid-sequence levels.

While Klein was only at Sequence 8.

But that kind of Sequence 7, he didn't envy at all.

Just as they were saying goodbye at the corner, both paused because a figure was loitering at Klein's doorstep.

Klein recognized him; it was a youth he had encountered when he first came to Becland, someone who seemed to have gotten into trouble.

He didn't like trouble, but he needed money more, so even if a commission came late, he couldn't possibly turn it away.

"I've got business."

"That's just perfect, I want to see how a detective works. Do you use divination?"

Tao Yu knew Klein was good at divination and found the idea of using it for detective work somewhat amusing.

"Hmm, let's see what he wants to do; he seems to be in trouble."

The two appeared behind the youth suddenly, startling him as he turned around, and then, out of instinct, he prepared to attack, aiming low.

But Tao Yu easily held him back with one hand.

"Move again, and I'll break your leg."

Tao Yu's casual tone made Klein feel a bit odd.

Hey, hey, why do you say it so naturally? It's like you really would break it—what did you used to do?

Although Tao Yu's voice was calm, it was intimidating to Ian, making him feel a chill in his heart, as if he could already feel the phantom pain of broken bones in his legs.

Looking up at the attractive 'big brother,' he obediently fell silent.

"I'm here to see detective Sherlock."

He wasn't sure if these people had come to capture him or if they were the owners of the house.

"I am Sherlock, we've met before," Klein said casually, recalling how he had seen the boy being pursued on the subway.

"Let's talk inside."

"Sure, I apologize for my previous behavior; I thought you were capturing me."

The young man relaxed, and Tao Yu released his hold on the boy's hand.

Once inside Klein's house, they sat in the guest area on the long couch where the young man introduced himself,

"My name is Ian, I was previously employed by another detective, named Zerial Viktor Lee. I mainly collected information..."

Neither interrupted, quietly listening.

"Mr. Zerial has gone missing, but when I went to commission other detectives he was familiar with, they all said they had seen him at a party, so they refused my request."

"Maybe he isn't missing, just doesn't want to see you," Tao Yu suggested indifferently, as if to say Ian was making a big deal out of nothing.

"I've contacted him using our secret code, but there's still no response. I think he may have been held hostage or for some other reason, so I want to commission you to investigate," Ian said, assuming Tao Yu was Klein's detective assistant.

Now having regained composure, Ian also gradually regained his shrewdness, seemingly well-trained, and exhibited a maturity that did not match his age.

"Sounds tricky."

"That's why I just need you to confirm his status, there's no need for a rescue."

If that was the case, it was much simpler.

"How much are you willing to pay for the service?" Klein asked the crucial question, desperately needing to replenish his finances.

It seemed Ian hesitated for a moment, then proposed two options,

"One, I pay you sufficient compensation upfront, but no matter the difficulties that follow, it remains that fixed amount.

"Two, I pay you five Gold Pounds in advance, and then adjust the final payment depending on the difficulty."

Upon hearing this, Tao Yu and Klein exchanged a glance.

Great, the other party probably doesn't have any money—they might only have these five Gold Pounds on their person.

It was Klein, who was in urgent need of money, who found a suitable way to say,

"You can choose to pay me five Gold Pounds now, but in the future, you'll need to do three things for me or gather some information for me."

Klein recognized the ability that Ian displayed, he believed that this kind of guy must have a considerable number of information sources.

"Alright."

Ian also relaxed slightly, knowing that his financial hardship had probably been noticed, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Afterwards, he pulled out a thick stack of banknotes from his pocket, though it was thick, most of them were Sule.

The largest denomination was one Gold Pound, of which there were only three, then he made up the remaining two Gold Pounds with change, which significantly reduced the stack.

After seeing Ian off, Tao Yu also waved his hand to Klein,

"Interesting detective game, if you run into trouble, you can ask me for help, good night."

"Good night..."

...

Tao Yu did not go looking for Klein the next day; it wasn't time to seek help from the other party yet. Instead, he went looking for the salted fish author and others to inquire if there were any Mystical Enthusiasts Associations or places where fortunetellers set up their stalls.

He wanted to visit those places to see if he could assimilate the Witch Potion by pretending to be mysterious.

At the same time, he was also mulling over returning to see Eve again soon, continuing to urge her to leave the Church of the Night, and then checking to see if there was a supply for future potions.

"Yes, but some clubs have an entry mechanism."

Tao Yu took out twenty Gold Pounds

"Can you help me sort it out?"

"Sure!"

Fors felt a bit weird; this gentleman's pockets were quite wealthy.

But she liked making friends with such people...

...

Ever since Fors became an apprentice, she had also gradually integrated into the Extraordinary World and found some gatherings.

So when it came to those secret clubs situated between ordinary people and extraordinaries, she indeed knew quite a few.

"Is your mental state even worse? I think there's no need to drive yourself crazy with your writing deadlines—what if you lose control?"

Tao Yu and the dark-circled Fors sat together in a carriage that arrived at a club entrance; looking at Fors, who was about to fall asleep on the carriage, he fanned her face to wake her up and said with some curiosity.

"Don't mention it, every time there's a full moon I hear strange whispering, it's so annoying."

Fors complained bitterly.

Ian knew about it too, but he didn't know how serious it was. Before, Fors was actually able to endure it.

But ever since she used the Traveler's trait to run away last time, her headaches had become increasingly severe.

Up to now, she had used it three times, and each use intensified the headaches; she didn't know how much longer she could bear it.

"Whispering of the full moon?"

Tao Yu felt a little odd, thinking about the words he had first heard while looking at the moon.

It seemed like Mr. Men's whispering, right?

Could he influence the extraordinaries who followed the same path?

What a high Sequence!

"A deranged Divine Spirit?"

Tao Yu subconsciously thought so.

Just then, Fors brought Tao Yu to a club located in the northern district of Becland.

In the northern district stood the headquarters of the Church of the Night in Becland, Saint Samuel Cathedral.

It was also a wealthy area, where many devout followers of the Church of the Night chose to reside.

As a non-staff member of the Church of the Night, Tao Yu found it quite suitable, so he followed Fors upstairs.

Fors seemed to have some fame here; many people greeted her, saying she hadn't visited for a long time, and they also asked when her next book would be released.

Whether it was her identity as a writer or the mystical knowledge she possessed, both made her very popular here.

"This is my newly introduced friend, Mr. Fokke Soxy."

"Oh, Mr. Soxy turns out to be a gentleman. I apologize, I was a bit presumptuous—I mean, you are very handsome."

"Heehee, too handsome."

"..."

This club, named 'Mystics Explorers Club,' clearly had a majority of female members. The sudden arrival of such an attractive male member sparked a flurry of chatter.

Indeed, when there are enough women, they tend to be bolder.

Tao Yu was also experiencing the vibe of the place; many here were misses who were fond of mystical matters, including merchants, scholars, and children of the nobility.

Many even wore robes and held crystal balls here, creating a fully charged mystical atmosphere.

However, Tao Yu didn't sense much of an extraordinary presence.

Well, apart from Fors, there was one that made Tao Yu take notice.

A beautiful young woman with dark green wavy long hair, who looked very pretty but also seemed rather arrogant, as if she saw the people around her as mere mortals.

A miss who had recently become extraordinary?

Tao Yu speculated that she might be similar to Miss Justice, but her displayed arrogance lacked the inherent quality nurtured within Miss Justice, typical of high nobility.

That's probably the difference between high nobility and low nobility...