Chapter 1025 Tarot Club Live Broadcast
In the bathroom, Klein looked at the delivery page in his mind and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Perhaps because he was used to being poor, or perhaps because of a sudden fever, Klein directly exchanged two points for ten tons of gold.
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized how heavy ten tons of gold was. If he thought about receiving the red envelope again and showed up directly, he would probably smash through the floor of the bathroom.
Fortunately, things purchased in the group mall are different from red envelopes. The latter is received directly, while the former has a temporary warehouse. Only when the buyer presses the receive button will it be transferred to reality.
"Let's wait until we find a safe place to release the gold..."
While thinking this, Klein took steps and walked out of the bathroom.
Not long after, he came outside the captain's office and knocked on the door.
"solved?"
Dunn Smith was waiting for his lunch. When he saw Klein walking in, he looked up at him.
"Solved." Klein rubbed his forehead and said concisely and truthfully, "The root of the problem lies in the lead and porcelain factories under Sir De Vere's name. From their establishment to the present, there have been too many deaths from lead poisoning. Incidents, and every incident will make Sir De Vere gain a little residual spiritual resentment. "
"I see."
Dunn nodded and said: "Normally speaking, these won't cause big problems. At most, they will give people nightmares."
As an old employee of the Blackthorn Security Company, or the captain of the Nighthawks Team of the Church of the Night in Tingen City, Kingdom of Loen, Dunn has handled too many similar cases and has considerable experience.
Klein nodded and said: "Yes, the trajectory of things was originally supposed to develop like this, but unfortunately, Sir Deville met a female worker with lead poisoning on the street one day. She happened to fall beside the road, and she happened to see Deville. The coat of arms of the Weir family."
"At the same time, she also has strong unwillingness, worry and longing."
"These emotions did not dissipate until Sir Alex gave her family a compensation of £300."
Dunn took out his pipe, took a whiff, and sighed: "This is a social problem, not uncommon in this era."
"Phew...we don't need to discuss these. With the development of the kingdom, I believe these problems will be solved."
"Klein, let's find a restaurant tonight to celebrate you becoming an official team member?"
Klein thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow night..."
"Captain, I have used my spiritual vision for too long today, and I have used 'Dream Divination' to directly communicate with those resentments. Now I feel very mentally exhausted. I hope to go home in the afternoon and have a good rest."
"Well, around four or five o'clock, I will go to the Divination Club to observe the members' reactions to the sudden death of Heinus Vincent."
"No problem." Dunn said with a smile, "Then tomorrow night, I'll ask Roxanne to make a reservation at the Old Weir restaurant next door."
Klein stood up with a police bonnet and saluted: "Thank you, Captain, see you tomorrow."
Dunn raised his hand and said: "Wait a minute, you just said that Sir De Vere gave the female worker's family a compensation of 300 pounds?"
"Yes."
Klein nodded and immediately understood what the captain meant by calling him.
"Are you worried that they will be in trouble because of this wealth?"
Dunn sighed and said, "I've seen a lot of this kind of thing. Give me their address, and I'll ask Cornley to arrange for them to leave Tingen City and go to other cities to start a new life."
"OK."
Klein replied in a deep voice.
Not long after, he left Dunn's office and entered the lounge diagonally opposite.
While changing clothes, Klein looked at the police uniform in his closet and fell into deep thought.
Although Dunn's words were unintentional, they also reminded him that since the female worker's family would be in danger for a mere three hundred pounds, wouldn't he, who had just become a fortune teller, also be in danger if he had a huge amount of wealth? Danger.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Klein shook his head and laughed to himself.
Since when can three hundred pounds be described as just two words?
Is this the nouveau riche mentality that comes from getting rich overnight?
"If you think about it carefully, it's better to leave the gold on the gray mist and take a little every time you use it. It's better not to reveal your wealth easily on weekdays."
Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but sigh.
He obviously has huge wealth, but he dare not use it easily. This is really... rich and poor at the same time!
Klein shook his head mockingly in his mind, then closed the closet door, turned and left the lounge.
Afterwards, he took the public carriage back to Daffodil Street, took off his coat and hat, found the leftovers from last night, heated them up, and ate the last loaf of oatmeal bread to fill his stomach.
While eating, Klein thought of the ten tons of gold again, and couldn't help but lament again.
Seeing him like this, who would have thought that this guy sitting at the dining table, eating oatmeal bread with leftover soup and soup, is a super rich man with a million pounds?
After eating, Klein climbed up to the second floor, hung up his clothes, took out the five spiritual stones from the bedside table, held them in his hands, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and absorbed them.
Although the power system of the mysterious world is unique, there are thousands of avenues leading to the same goal. The most fundamental spirituality of everyone in the mysterious world is actually one aspect of the multi-dimensional spiritual body.
The spiritual energy contained in spiritual stones can not only nourish the physical body, but can also be used to strengthen the spirit.
After Klein's last dream divination, he tried to absorb the spirit stone and found that the spiritual energy could indeed enhance spirituality, but the conversion rate was not ideal, and most of the spiritual energy was wasted.
This situation was almost the same as what Xiao Yan said in the chat group.
Klein thought that this should be the result of the difference between the worlds.
However, Xiao Yan was born in the Doupo world after all, and there were too many good things to replace the spirit stone, but Klein was different. At present, he had only the spirit stone as a channel for him to become a transcendent. Even if it was wasted, he could only absorb it with pain.
In this way, in just one hour, the originally tired Klein became energetic, as if he had slept for three days and three nights and did not need any food supplement.
He looked at the dimming spirit stone in his hand, and then looked at the pocket watch on the bedside table. Seeing that there was still plenty of time, he picked up another one from the other four spirit stones and absorbed it again.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, Klein reluctantly opened his eyes, put away the five dim spirit stones, and then exhaled, and began to summarize and distance himself from last week's experience, so as not to miss anything in the future.
Just like that, another twenty minutes passed, and it was exactly 2:50.
Above the vague, boundless, gray, and empty fog, a majestic and grand temple stood tall, and an ancient mottled bronze long table was quietly placed.
And sitting on the high-backed chair at the top of the long table was a man covered in thick gray fog.
Klein leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the crimson stars that symbolized "justice" and "the hanged man".
The Tarot Club, which was held on time at 3 p.m. every Monday, was about to begin. Klein originally attached great importance to it, but the sudden appearance of the chat group disrupted his rhythm, causing his mind to be full of gold now - oh no, the chat group.
Especially the points in the group mall. Although Klein exchanged two points for ten tons of gold, he always felt a little bit of loss in his heart. He had to find a way to make up for these two points.
Thinking of this, Klein, the poor god of small peasant thinking, suddenly had an idea.
Since the Tarot meeting is going to be held, why not take this opportunity to start a group live broadcast?
Anyway, he will always earn points in the future. It is better to hold a Tarot meeting live in this gray fog than to start a live broadcast in reality and let the group members see his miserable appearance, right?
Moreover, the origin of this gray fog is mysterious, and the chat group is even more lofty. When the two meet, there will be some changes.
Klein made up his mind and immediately opened the chat group in his mind eight minutes before the meeting.
[Klein: @Everyone, are you here? ]
[Klein: I want to start a live broadcast. Do you want to come and see it? ]
[Xiao Yan: Oh? ? ]
[Xiao Yan: Lao Zhou is finally going to open the box? ]
[Xiao Yan: Start it now, I will definitely support you! ]
[Han Li: +1]
[Han Li: I am also very interested in group live broadcasting. If Brother Zhou is willing to try it, I will definitely support you! ]
[Alan: I am still training, so I may not be able to support you. ]
[Xiao Yan: It doesn’t matter. For live broadcasting, just leave it in the background! ]
[Han Li: What is the background? How to leave it? ]
[Xiao Yan: …]
[Ziwei Emperor: Oh, yo, yo, someone is starting a live broadcast? ]
[Ziwei Emperor: Then I will help you no matter what! ]
[Ziwei Emperor: Xiao Ke, start the live broadcast quickly, I can’t wait! ]
Seeing the appearance of this most mysterious administrator, the other group members fell silent.
Klein was also startled, hesitating whether to expose himself in front of this big guy.
To be honest, it doesn't matter to other people, but this big guy might be able to find him through the Internet.
After a little thought, Klein replied: "Emperor Boss, do you want to watch the live broadcast too?"
[Emperor Ziwei: Of course, I just don't know whether you plan to live broadcast reality or Tarot Club. ]
[Emperor Ziwei: I suggest Tarot Club. If you satisfy my wish, this emperor will definitely not be stingy with rewards! ]
[Xiao Yan: Tarot Club? ]
[Xiao Yan: Is this the organization that Lao Zhou belongs to? ]
Klein was not surprised to see Lin Zhongtian mention the name of Tarot Club. The other party threatened to know all his fate, so the gray fog and Tarot Club were naturally no problem.
Klein pondered for a while and began to explain the existence of gray fog and Tarot Club to Xiao Yan and other group members.
[Xiao Yan: I understand, this gray fog and Tarot Club are your golden fingers, right! ]
[Klein: You can understand it that way. ]
[Klein: Anyway, in order to maintain my status, I will play the mysterious Mr. Fool in this meeting. ]
[Klein: If you hear some pretentious lines, don't laugh. I'm afraid I can't bear it, so I'll turn off the live broadcast in advance. ]
[Xiao Yan: Hahahaha! ]
[Xiao Yan: Don't worry, I won't laugh! ]
[Klein: ...]
This guarantee is not worth anything at all!
Klein was speechless, then he adjusted his mood, took a deep breath, and turned on the live broadcast.
In an instant, gray mist, a bronze long table, and a figure shrouded in mist at the top of the long table suddenly appeared.
The group members clicked on the [Group Live Broadcast] and saw this scene. They all expressed their amazement at Klein's outfit.
[Xiao Yan: You are really amazing! ]
[Xiao Yan: You are so pretentious, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? ]
When Klein saw the contents of the chat box in his mind, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said helplessly: "We agreed, don't tear me down."
[Xiao Yan: Don’t worry, don’t worry, who among us brothers is following the other, how could I destroy you? 】
Klein's face was full of disbelief, but he didn't say anything. He just silently glanced at the direction of the camera.
Sure enough, there was nothing there, no suspicious power appeared, and the gray fog did not respond to the group live broadcast, indicating that the chat group was probably a more mysterious existence than the gray fog.
[Klein: This meeting of mine is held every Monday at 3 p.m., and there are two minutes left. Please wait a moment. 】
[Emperor Ziwei: Wait! 】
[Emperor Ziwei: Since it hasn’t been held yet, it should be okay for me to join in the fun now, right? 】
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. After coming back to their senses, they all had complicated expressions and felt uneasy.
[Xiao Yan: Huh? 】
[Klein: Huh? 】
[Han Li: Huh? ? 】
[Han Li: Could it be that senior has the ability to cross boundaries? 】
[Emperor Ziwei: Yes, it does exist, but it would be too troublesome to go directly to it. I took a look and found that there is a Boundary Breaking Talisman in Qun Mall, which only sells for 10,000 points. I have already won it, so I can go there and collect it now. join in the fun! 】
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan's eyes widened and he immediately typed a question mark slowly.
Han Li's heart sank, and he quickly clicked on the group mall, and sure enough he saw the words 'sold' in the Boundary Breaking Talisman column.
[Xiao Yan: Boss, where did you get so many points? Can you teach me? 】
[Emperor Ziwei: Oh, it’s nothing. When I usurped the position of group leader, the chat group rewarded me with one million points. Now that I have transferred the authority of the group leader, the points have not been taken back. They are still about one million points. 】
[Everyone:...]
Seeing the silence among everyone chatting, Yamu sighed and finally started to send messages.
[Yamu: Everyone, don’t think too much, the boss doesn’t have any bad intentions. 】
[Yamu: He’s just here to have fun. 】
Everyone felt a little at ease at first, but when they saw the following sentence, they suddenly fell silent again.
...looking for fun?
This seems worse than bad thoughts, right?
Klein swallowed and began to regret that he should not have started the group live broadcast.
But now that the matter has come to this, he has no choice but to reply: "Boss Emperor, there is no need for the boundary-breaking talisman. If you really want to come, I can use a cross-border invitation for you..."
[Emperor Ziwei: Oh? Then I'll bother you! 】
As soon as he finished speaking, a rocket reward worth 500 points suddenly appeared on the group live broadcast interface.
Klein was slightly startled, and quickly thanked Lin Zhongtian in the group: "Thank you, Emperor, for the reward!"
[Emperor Ziwei: It’s easy to talk, but as long as I am here, I will definitely not let you spend money! 】
You are a swordsman and I am a fish. Since you can’t resist, just enjoy it!
At least the boss doesn't care about money, so he still gives out benefits, right?
Klein comforted himself in his heart, and at the same time opened the group mall, purchased an invitation letter, and sent it to Emperor Ziwei.
A few seconds later, above the gray fog, a figure in purple robe suddenly appeared, looking at the surrounding scene with interest.
Klein's heart trembled, and he quietly took a look at the man opposite the long bronze table.
But unfortunately, he was so curious at this time that he forgot to turn off his spiritual vision.
Then, with just one glance, the gray fog in the entire Origin Castle suddenly trembled violently. Klein's originally peaceful spirituality felt like it was hit hard, and it shot upwards as if there were rockets under his feet.
Upon realizing this, Klein was horrified.
But before he could come up with his next thought, his spirituality quickly took off, breaking through a certain conceptual abstract 'membrane' and arriving at a vast starry sky.
In that vast starry sky, countless stars are densely distributed in a form that violates the laws of physics, just like the legendary star formation that surrounds the sky, guarding an extremely huge purple star.
Klein was 'suspended' in the starry sky, staring blankly at the purple star.
Above the stars, countless purple energies gathered, guarding an extremely huge purple shadow.
The purple phantom was wearing a dragon robe, and it was as tall as a human star. It was sitting on the throne of the same star. Those majestic and vast eyes seemed to contain the entire universe, and they were slowly looking at him. look.
The next moment, the entire starry sky suddenly collapsed under the pressure of that gaze.
Klein also fell violently onto the high-backed chair as if he was falling in a dream.
"Huh-huh-"
Klein slumped on the high-backed chair, sweating on his forehead, breathing heavily.
When the members of the chat group saw this scene, they were all confused and didn't know what happened.
Looking at Klein with a palpitating and frightened expression, the young man in purple robe who walked up to him at some point smiled slightly and tapped his fingers on the tabletop of the long bronze table next to him.
The few soft sounds that came seemed to contain the strange power of soothing the soul, which actually instantly calmed his turbulent mood.
After Klein calmed down, the purple-robed young man laughed and lowered his voice: "Have you seen enough?"
"Remember when you've seen enough. Don't be so reckless next time. As the saying goes, you can't look directly at the true God. My personality is higher than that of the true god. If you weren't subordinate to the order and deliberately restrained, you... would be dead!"