Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 140 Rescue
Morning, Tingen steam train station

On the platform, pedestrians walked in a hurry.

Some of them went on vacation with their families in other places, with joy written on their faces; some looked tired and looked like they often traveled between the two places. The pedestrians were tired and had different expressions, but they each had a clear understanding in their hearts. The goal.

Wilmot was wearing a top hat and a thin suit. He was carrying a small suitcase in his left hand and a cane in his right hand. He looked like an energetic middle-aged gentleman. All the women who walked by him looked at him. He cast an appreciative glance.

Chris stood beside him, and his strong bookish aura set off Wilmot even more, making the two of them like students and teachers.

"Just send it here."

Wilmot smiled at him and reached out to shake Chris's hand:
"I hope we can meet again. You should be more careful with those three people from the Ascetic Order and don't let them pray to the Hidden Sage."

Chris nodded, watching Wilmot turn and step onto the train.

"Ugh-"

The mechanical behemoth roared, and thick white steam spurted out from the front of the car, like the behemoth's breath.

The steam quickly dissipated into the air, the train started, and the monster crawled slowly on the rails. Wilmot smiled and waved to Chris through the window.

He left the Morse Trappist Order in Tingen to Chris and set off for Intis to enjoy the sun, beaches and waves.

Chris turned around wordlessly. Wilmot's appearance made him feel strange. He claimed to be Lundberg's "liaison", but Chris had no impression of this.

He put his hands in his pockets, slowly left the steam train station, and reached out to hail a taxi.

In the final analysis, Chris has not integrated well into this society. This is because he knows too much, has too deep understanding of the extraordinary, and has not lived a normal life for a few days. As a result, he has no understanding of the daily life of ordinary people in this world. Feel nothing.

Since then, he has been staying at home, conjuring many spiritual materials through Star Island, and selling them in the underground trading market. His savings have continued to rise, and now amount to more than 100 pounds.

In addition, he also contacted a private chef through the newspaper, and from then on, he finally had three meals a day, and he didn't need to go far to buy food—unlike Klein, he didn't know anything about cooking.

In addition, he also did some serious things, such as finding Welch's residence.

According to the relevant information mentioned in the original book, Chris found Welch McGovern's residence in the Golden Wutong District. His residence is a single-family house surrounded by gardens and lawns, which also corresponds to his identity as the son of a banker. superior.

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February 6, evening
After seeing off the chef who had finished cooking dinner for him, Chris kept rubbing the citrine, silently staring at the wall clock on the wall, and waiting.

At a quarter past seven, he picked up his bag and went out, took a public carriage, and drove to Jinwutong District.

In the shaking car, Chris's heart gradually became excited. He planned to use the "pass-through method" or other means to interrupt Welch and Naya's sacrificial ceremony and save them.

He had no fear that the Notes of Antigonus would contaminate him, he was confident of it.

As the passengers boarded and disembarked, no one noticed Chris sitting in the back row, carrying an anachronistic outfit in his handbag.

The public carriage stopped steadily. Chris lowered the brim of his hat and jumped out of the carriage. He looked up at the red moon hanging in the night sky, turned and walked towards the alley.

After a while, a wizard wearing classical robes came out. Chris's pocket contained many paper packets of different colors, which contained the magic powder he had prepared.

Chris arrived outside Welch's residence without encountering any obstacles. He calculated the time very accurately. Klein just came out of the house and walked to the garden to prepare to leave. Welch and Naya followed behind him. .He hid in a corner not far away and stuck his head out to watch, eavesdropping on the conversation between the three of them.

When they parted, their words were very simple, about interviews and job hunting, and no mention of Antigonus' notes.

Welch walked Klein to the side of the road, hailed a taxi, and paid for Klein:
"Goodbye, Klein."

Klein tightened his thin linen shirt and waved his hands towards the two of them:

"See you tomorrow."

When Chris heard this, a wry smile appeared on his lips, and he watched the carriage go away.

After Klein disappeared from sight, Chris took out the citrine silver chain and decided to perform the pendulum method again. He silently recited the divination sentence in his heart:

"I will be in danger next"

"I will be in danger next"

After seven times, the citrine slowly rotated clockwise on the top of his palm. Chris held it. The divination result was no different from an hour ago. He was ready.

He decided to rescue Welch and Naya long ago, and the wizard costume he is wearing now, he feels that this is at least the "acting method" in the literal sense, and may help him move faster Digest the "Wizard's" potion.

Outside Welch's residence, there is a garden on the left and a lawn on the right. The fragrance of flowers and the freshness of grass blend in the air, making people feel like they are back in the countryside.

Chris rubbed the citrine in his pocket with his left hand. The hard and cold touch could calm his mind. There were many packets of magic powder in his right pocket, allowing him to respond to different situations immediately.

At this time, Chris has three kinds of powders: "Dream", "Sleep" and "Requiem" in his pocket. The effect of these magic powders is similar to that of spells, but the difference is that the powders have been infused with spirituality during the production process. , so when using it, you only need to recite the corresponding opening spell, and no additional spiritual infusion is required.

He walked quietly outside the house and peered into the living room. The two-story house was brightly lit by gas lights, and the voices inside vaguely reached his ears:

"So, the history of the Fourth Age is not as simple as described in the book..."

"...Naya, how do you understand that notebook? The Fourth Age indeed hides a lot of unknown history, hidden history!"

Welch's tone suddenly changed from low to high. Chris looked through the window and saw Welch dancing in the living room, so excited that he couldn't control himself.

Naya sat on the sofa in front of him, her head lowered, her long brown hair hanging down, the scene was strange and horrifying.

"Can't understand. This is not us, he..."

Naya muttered incoherently. She got up and walked to the bathroom, bringing a basin full of water. She suddenly stopped halfway, turned to look out the window, and said in a daze:
"someone is coming."

Welch expressionlessly turned his gaze to the window, their eyes met, his whole body trembled, and he rushed towards Chris, like a beast that finally saw food after being hungry for a long time.

"Whoa!"

Chris smashed the glass with a punch and turned over. While breaking the window, his right hand took out a small bag of powder from his pocket.

"Slumber!"

(End of this chapter)