Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

When Waiters really announced, "One day, I will gather my partners who are stronger than those adventurers and find the greatest treasure in the sea!", he was scolded by the innkeeper like a storm.

Seeing Waiters' stubborn and determined expression, the innkeeper silently picked up a bottle of Feysac's specialty distilled wine, drank it down, then went out and came back, and gave Waiters a revolver.

In this way, Klein left the small hotel, and according to the agreement at the Tarot meeting, he came to a grocery store called "Fever Whale Dance" and met the hermit lady.

Eight o'clock in the evening, Pier Six.

Klein put on his most decent formal suit and the most valuable equipment, preparing to make a deep first impression on the female netizens.

Cattleya drove a star-studded luxury ship and forcibly docked at the port of Nas under the threat of coastal defense guns.

Cattleya, wearing a black classic robe covered with mysterious patterns and symbols, stood at the bow of the ship, starlight emerged from her feet, and the bright starlight seemed to fall from the boundless sky, condensing and extending a long transparent bridge to Pier No. 6 .

Klein walked out from the crowd with a calm expression and steady steps, and slowly boarded the long bridge.

The lamp god whispered in Klein's ear, "Your ideal is the Pirate General, and one day she will come to pick you up on the Starlight Bridge."

Klein was so embarrassed that he wanted to change his face on the spot and jump off the bridge.

The crowd at the docks is full of well-informed adventurers and pirates.

"Gehrman Sparrow is preparing to single out the star general again!"

"He also challenged the entire ship of the diseased admiral by himself before!"

"It is said that he slaughtered all the crew members of the Tree of Flesh, and the Admiral of Blood abandoned the ship in embarrassment!"

"Admiral Star is in danger."

I'm Gehrman, I'm a crazy adventurer, and I can't be mad.

Klein walked across the long bridge indifferently, stepped on the deck of the Future, looked directly into Cattleya's deep purple eyes, and saluted slightly:

"Good evening, ma'am."

The eyes of spying on secrets are opened, and the world in sight is full of mystery.

Cattleya saw Gehrman with the same color palette, black, blood red, blue, silvery white, green, grayish white, gold, silver, copper, and... A dazzling blazing light golden light quickly covered her vision, bursting Her eyes were pierced, and the scorching pain was transmitted from the eyes to the soul. Cattleya almost couldn't hold back her screams, and two lines of blood tears immediately flowed from her eyes.

The hermit lady used her special eyes to spy on the magic lamp, and Klein immediately had a clear understanding, and immediately felt a sense of gloating and revenge.

Let you always try to spy on the Fool in the Tarot Club, and do some small tricks in private, which makes me, Mr. Fool, very embarrassing. I have long wanted to get the magic lamp above the gray fog and show you a glimpse of the divination. Effect of Eternal Sun.

Cattleya immediately closed her eyes, and reluctantly replied:

"good evening."

"I guessed the beginning, but I can't guess the ending."

The cheap voice of the lamp god rang in my ears again, like a voiceover narration that lingered.

Cattleya didn't have the heart to exchange greetings, and before Gehrman could speak again, she immediately turned around and led the way, walking towards the entrance of the cabin.

"Ah, Captain, what's the matter with you?"

A man with a strong physique, a burly figure, thick hair, and the feeling of a brown bear was waiting there. When he saw Cattleya, whose eyes were closed and bleeding, he immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I accidentally saw something I shouldn't have seen."

Cattleya explained a sentence casually, and then said:

"Frank, I leave this to you. I need to deal with my problem."

Frank immediately showed a hearty smile, and enthusiastically introduced the crew on the Future to Mr. Sparrow, who was as comfortable as returning to his own home.

A faint crimson sprinkled on the vast sea, and the Future was driving slowly on a safe channel.

Most of the people on board had rested, and only the crew members who were on duty for the night were still active on board.

Frank had just finished a round of inspections, and carrying two still struggling big fish, he came to the bilge storage room dedicated to holding experimental materials and conducting practical research.

He plans to continue experimenting with this "swimming blood wine" project.

He has completed most of his ideas, and he has bred a small thing that can turn blood into alcohol. Let this small thing parasitize fish, and let the red wine that transports all the substances needed for life flow in the blood vessels of these fish.

It will work out tonight!

Frank was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He thought of the new friend he met today. Thinking of his approval and encouragement, Frank was full of confidence and satisfaction.

Opening the experimental water tank, Frank carefully fished out a fish and cut it open with a knife. A strong aroma of wine came to his face. Frank quickly collected a full glass with a cup, and threw the fish that heroically sacrificed for the benefit of all mankind into the discard box.

Tasting the results of the experiment with joy, Frank suddenly heard a strange yet familiar voice:

"Have you given any thought to the reproduction of these fish?"

"Of course! My ideal sea should be full of this kind of wine fish that is rich in nutrition, rich in aroma and diverse in taste."

"No, who are you?"

Frank's whole body froze suddenly, and then his muscles tensed. His white shirt and overalls were bulged by the bulging muscles.

He looked around carefully, the long and narrow storage room was not too big, and most of the place was occupied by various strange boxes, barrels, etc.

There was no one in the room except him and the fish. As a Beyonder of the cultivator path, his spiritual intuition told him that there were no other high-level beings here.

"Who am I? I am you. Recently, we have a problem with our mental state, and a new personality has been split. Hello, my name is Masnom King."

Frank carefully checked his body, spirit and soul with the ability of a doctor, and confirmed that he was not sick, so he seriously retorted:

"I'm in a good state of mind. Who are you? What's your purpose?"

The voice that was exactly the same as Frank rang again:

"You forget why the mother's guards sent us to the trial court? Because they think we are crazy."

"Our sequence is not high enough to detect our problems yet."

"Don't worry, I won't compete with you for control of your body. I will help you analyze the problem and give you advice. Is there anyone more like-minded than me?"

Frank fell silent, and he felt miraculously that there was some truth to these words.

"Without discussing these, let's study how to make these fish reproduce themselves, after all, this is our common goal."

"Then what do you suggest?"

"I think they don't want to reproduce because they lack the necessary factors. I know that some primitive moon believers have a strong tendency to reproduce. We can capture one, study the root factors of their having this trait, and then apply it to these fish. "

"What you said makes sense, but where can the believers of the Primordial Moon find it?"

"You can entrust your new friend. He is knowledgeable and capable. He can go to land to catch one for you."

"Then I'll ask him tomorrow."

"Do you have any other suggestions? I think..."

Recently, some people always say that your character written as 伱 is a typo, and this fault is not mine. I type on my mobile phone because you are the one who has never typed 伱, so don’t ask me to change it, because it can’t be changed at all.