Chapter 11 Trading
Klein sat at the table and carefully carved two amulets. While making amulets for Benson and Melissa, he remembered the package his brother Benson had received before.

A letter, plus two bottles of wine.According to my elder brother, this is what the "generous Mr. Abraham" sent back last time.That Gaowei Abraham said in the letter that he has some matters to stay in Backlund temporarily, so that the business order he made with Benson can be carried out as soon as possible, so he specially sent two bottles of wine produced by his own winery to let him go. Here, the import and export company where Benson worked negotiated the price—it is worth mentioning that there was a bottle of wine that the gentleman ordered to give to Benson personally.

After hearing the news for the first time, Klein only felt that Mr. Gao Wei was very rich and generous.But when he thought about his current savings, he felt envious from the bottom of his heart.After carving the two amulets, Klein stood up and carefully put the two amulets into his arms.

After finishing the finishing work, just as Klein walked out of the office of the civilian staff and was about to hand in the scrapped materials, he saw Captain Dunn coming over in a black windbreaker.

Dunn's deep gray eyes swept away, the corners of his mouth turned up and he said:
"Klein, the Holy Church has approved that you are an official member of us. Your Excellency Sword of the Goddess has checked your physical condition, and there is no sign of contamination on your body. Alas, it is a pity that Old Neil cannot come back for the time being... But fortunately, under the guardianship of the Holy Church, he may no longer have the risk of losing control."

"... Sigh." Even though he had become an official Nighthawk, Klein's mood couldn't get any better.Dunn only felt that Klein was sad because of the previous accident, nodded and said, "You can now go to make up for this week's salary of 3 pounds, and then 4.5 pounds a week until the advance payment is paid off."

"Then, the Holy Church will continue to investigate the source of the pollution that Old Neil suffered, which may involve a confrontation between the real creator and the hidden sage. Klein, take a rest these few days, if there are any tasks that you need to perform later If so, I will let you know."

Great!Klein clenched his fist, and the haze in his heart was swept away by the salary.Old Neil was still alive, so there was still hope for everything.Klein was a little dazed. Old Neil was lucky that he didn't have an accident in the previous accident, but why... three different phantoms appeared on Old Neil's head before—the third image It's a spirit body like eyeballs, why hasn't Captain Dunn mentioned it?

Forget it... Klein shook his head, putting this doubt in his heart.According to his study of occult knowledge in the past few days, the most strange thing about this matter is, why did Old Neil, an ordinary stalker, attract the attention of three different great beings?
Klein couldn't figure it out, and planned to end his day's work first, and return home to have dinner with his brothers and sisters.He remembered that Benson had told him before that the Selena family would invite Melissa and the two brothers to their family's birthday dinner tomorrow night—no matter how many unreasonable problems there were, life had to go on.

"Benson, you look very handsome in this outfit today." When he got home, Klein put his clothes aside and said to Benson with a smile.Benson touched his bald head due to the receding hairline, and said with a smile: "I have to thank the gentleman from last time, he is really a real gentleman. He is rich and generous, and he is so generous. It’s just that he seems to be a little keen on letting people learn... Alas, this makes me a little distressed. I still can’t read the grammar books that Mr. Gao Wei recommended to me.”

"No, Benson." Klein smiled, and said with some seriousness: "I think Mr. Abraham is a good person who thinks about others, and knowledge is wealth. You see, even if I don't go to the university interview now, with With the knowledge I have, there are still companies willing to hire me... By the way, my salary has been raised again today."

Although, although it's not the kind of knowledge you think... Klein suddenly thought of Old Neil's appearance before, thinking bitterly.Following Melissa's urging, the three siblings packed themselves up, walked out of the gate, and took a trackless public carriage to Fania Street in the North District where Selena's home was located.

Klein got off the carriage, and suddenly found a peeping gaze on his left.He looked up to his left side suspiciously, but only saw a "wall".The sense of peeping disappeared, Klein shook his head, and looked carefully—it was just an ordinary wall.For the time being, he suppressed this matter in his heart, but he secretly became vigilant, preparing to tell Captain Dunn when the dinner was over.

"You were actually seen by him just now." The real creator made a deafening sound, and the sound waves scattered the flesh and blood under his feet.The high-dimensional Overlooker held a piece of flesh wrapped in amber in his hand, and carefully put it into a spherical container.He didn't pay attention to the real Creator, but just adjusted the container in his hand there.After a long time, he stopped what he was doing, and said to the real creator in front of him:
"It seems that Klein's connection with Origin Castle is deeper than we thought. I saw Origin Castle when I invaded reality, and I guess Klein probably saw my main body at that time."

"Origin Castle..." the true Creator muffled: "It has been floating above the spirit world, but recently there have been... a lot of movement."

"Klein can board Origin Castle, I hope he doesn't think of himself as the protagonist of the era like Roselle." Gao Wei said casually.What he said was not impossible, but a kind of "future" that he observed behind the curtain.The road to inheriting Origin Castle and defeating Tianzun is full of dangerous traps, and if one step is wrong, it may be lost forever.

If Klein really took steps in that direction, walking step by step towards the abyss of consciousness occupied by the Heavenly Venerate, what the high-dimensional Overlooker had to do was not to help Klein stabilize his mind, but to find a way to kill all his remaining resurrection coins. Roll away the "door" and run away.After all, His care for Klein now is nothing more than the memory before time travel, the intimacy of being in a similar era, and the same interests.

The universe is huge, and high-dimensional viewers don't have to care about the earth; the memory is very long, and the memory of him when he was still a human is like a drop of water in the ocean.

After the high-dimensional overlooker finished speaking, he placed the spherical container in his hand on the ground, and blood vessel-like substances squirmed on the "eggshell", as if giving birth to a strange life.The real creator looked at the busy high-dimensional overlooker, and asked curiously and apprehensively:

"This is……"

"The god drop container I prepared for you, it can help you separate from the state of madness, and it can also maintain your true god personality." The high-dimensional overlooker looked at the white eggshell covered in flesh and blood in front of him, as if Appreciate your masterpiece.In the field of vision that only belongs to him, this is not a small "sphere". This eggshell hides the unexpanded part in the high-dimensional space, and can vaguely form a vague human shape.

Silence, long silence.The true Creator seems to have fallen into chaotic ravings, but the surrounding darkness is not chaotic or growing at all.The high-dimensional overlooker watched all this, and patiently wanted to see what the real creator wanted to do.In the end, the real Creator couldn't hold back, opened his blood-red eyes and asked, "What do you want?"

"White Tower."

"...you also polluted the hidden sages, are you seeking more ways?" The real creator asked, while the high-dimensional overlooker just sneered.There was another long silence before the True Creator said: "I can't give you more sequences, even if you have the souls of the old humans... No, I can't even confirm that you are really our former 'citizens' .”

"I have to guarantee that 'God' will not be born, my dear Mazao. You know, I don't like that boring guy, this kind of feeling is even better than the god I offended." The voice of the high-dimensional overlooker came from all directions Came: "If it wasn't because Adam is your half body, I would still want the characteristics of a 'dreamer'. Seriously, why doesn't He become a high-dimensional overlooker? I think even if I give him the source, he will It can also melt in your mouth..."

"..." The real creator paused for a while, and said to the high-dimensional gazer: "I, I can leave the Herabogen to you... But, before that, you must help me take back the 'sun', you have to Swear, bound by the sun, not to harm the earth."

"No problem." The high-dimensional overlooker said casually, "I don't care."

—Where will you go, True Creator?The hidden sage who peeps into the secrets of all things is about to be in my pocket, and the White Tower will also bring a more wonderful viewing experience to my eyes.The High Dimensional Overlooker thinks so, he looks at the real Creator, at Amanisis, and at all the creatures in this world.

He doesn't care if he's bound, He's not afraid of being bound.He is high-dimensional, and he is also from high-dimensional. At the same time, he is trapped in a vision that is too high. As a "person", he only wants to appreciate things that can exceed his imagination, and see those worlds with little chance. staged before our eyes.He followed the instinct of the source quality, and also followed the instinct of human beings.

The high-dimensional overlooker stubbornly wants to exist forever, and also wants to keep watching the life that can bring him pleasure.

"...I saw him." Gaowei looked down and turned his head, looking at a small "nightmare" under his feet.The corners of the mouth of the incarnation of the high-dimensional Overlooker gradually cracked, and he "watched" the gray-haired man who had strayed into a dream, laughing loudly in the land abandoned by God.

"Even I dare to 'arrange'? Ince Zangwill, no wonder Amanisis chose you, idiot!"

"Now, 0-0-8 is the fish on the chopping board!"

(End of this chapter)

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