Extraordinary Puppeteer

Chapter 1 Karin
October 544, 10, the prosperous calendar of the sixth era.

Wesmar Newspaper Office, Pillow Street, Wayne, Kingdom of Brent.

Karin handed a stack of copies of the manuscript to the middle-aged editor behind the desk: "Mr. Witte, this is my copy of the manuscript."

Werther took the manuscript, glanced at the title—"Oliver Twist", and began to read it quickly.

Karin's expression was calm, and he didn't feel ashamed of being a Wen Chaogong in his heart at all, and his thoughts began to gradually diverge.

19 years ago, he traveled to this world and became a baby who fell to the ground. He was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage not long after he was born.

For him, this is a hell start.

In the first nine years after he came to this world, he often jumped repeatedly on the hungry and cold death line, making Karin, a time traveler who had gone through nine years of compulsory education, abandon all his illusions.

In this steampunk world similar to the Victorian era, if he doesn't quickly adapt to become a hypocrite, let alone live to be adopted at the age of nine, even if he has cheats, he may not even live to be at the age of five.

Oliver Twist, the protagonist in Oliver Twist, is his true childhood portrayal.

However, compared with Oliver, he is lucky.

Childhood left him with a deep psychological shadow, making Karin more utilitarian than his previous life.

Compared with the gold pounds that can make life better and the "emotional power" needed for cheating, the subtle guilt of being a plagiarist in my heart is nothing.

"Karin, it is no exaggeration to say that you are the most talented young author I have ever seen."

At this time, a sentence interrupted Karin's divergent thoughts. Werther lifted his head and supported the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Karin with an admiring expression.

Karin showed a modest smile: "Where, compared with my father, my level is a joke."

"What pseudonym are you going to use for your first book?"

"Dickens."

After a few polite words with the unsmiling editor, Karin took out a brass pocket watch from his pocket as if remembering something, and checked the time.

"Mr. Witte, it's getting late, and my father is still waiting for me at home."

"Your father's body." Werther sighed softly after hearing this, his mouth was open and he wanted to say something, but finally changed his words, "...please send my regards to Mr. Westminster."

Karin was also silent for a while before answering: "Definitely."

Disease is always the enemy of life, especially in this era when bleeding wounds are considered to be well-healed. A cold or cold may kill a person, let alone tuberculosis.

And Carlin's adoptive father, Mr. Westminster, is now terminally ill. If he is lucky, he can survive for a month. If he is not lucky, he may die in the next moment.

After bidding farewell to Mr. Witte, Karin walked out from the gate of the newspaper office, habitually took out the brass pocket watch and glanced at the time.

"Twelve twenty-six at noon, I have to go home quickly and cook."

The sky in Wayne City made him feel more gloomy than in the morning, but this did not hinder the flow of people on the street at all.

Decent gentlemen in the upper class, ladies in skirts with rouge and powder on their faces, bloated housewives, barefoot newsboys with satchels, patrolmen in uniforms, standing gas lamps, roaring carriages, the The sky was darkened by the smog at noon.
All of these make up the bustling urban area of ​​Wayne, Brent Kingdom.

Closing the pocket watch with a snap, Karin strode towards a public double-decker carriage parked by the roadside not far away.

I looked around the roof of the carriage, there were not too many people, and there were still half a vacant seat. After paying the five-penny fare, I directly climbed to the roof by pulling the railing behind the carriage, and found an empty seat to sit down.

After the horse whined, the things on both sides of the street receded quickly in Karin's eyes.

In his sight, on the walls of the buildings on the street, copper pipes climbed up like vines and spider webs, shining with metallic luster, and one chimney after another spewed out smoke. Lin has long been used to it.

The difference from the previous life is that the underlying physical rules here seem to be unable to develop such things as electric technology, and thus make great strides in the line of steam technology, and the technology tree does not have any corners.

As the carriage got closer and closer to the destination, Karin, who was waiting boredly, lost his mind and sank into an unknown space.

In the hazy darkness, a gray lake was outlined, and there was a piece of land with a radius of more than ten meters in the center of the lake.

There was nothing on the bare land at first, but after Karin's mind entered this space, a phantom body appeared.

With a move in my heart, a transparent panel appeared in front of my eyes.

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virtual kingdom
Host: Karin

Age: 19 years old

Extraordinary Level: Level 0 Mortal

Secret Biography: "Crimson Breathing Method" (source: death, path: King of Fighters)
Secret History: Not Open

Learning: off

Reserve divine power: 1319 rare divine power

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Looking at the word Transcendence on the panel, Karin's eyes burst out with deep desire.

This virtual kingdom of God is his cheat, accompanying him to this world, allowing him to survive the most dangerous start of the orphanage.

The Virtual Kingdom of God can absorb a mysterious power from other people to form a gray lake around the land, but it must be chanted, whether it is in the heart or in the mouth, this mysterious power is named by Karin "" The Power of Emotions".

Thanks to the baptism of countless literary works before time travel, Karin probably also figured out some basic operating mechanisms of the virtual kingdom of God.

It is very similar to the belief in the gods in his previous literary works. The believers pray or chant the gods to generate the power of faith, and after being refined and processed by the gods, the power of faith can become divine power.

Of course he can't be a god now, but the virtual kingdom of God can refine divine power like the gods in those literary works, and he doesn't mind meat or vegetables.

The emotional power generated by outsiders talking to him, whether positive or negative, can be used as the raw material "power of faith", forming the lake around the land to continuously refine the divine power.

It's just that from the description of "thin divine power" on the panel, it can be seen that the virtual kingdom of God may be dragged down by Karin, an ordinary mortal, and the efficiency is not very high.

But even so, thin divine power is priceless in Karin's eyes.

Thanks to divine power, he was able to avoid being killed, freezing to death or starving to death in the orphanage as a child.

Over the years, Karin has also explored the role of divine power, which is a panacea for him.

When you are hungry, injured, or sick, you can consume divine power to nourish your body.

When exercising, even damaged blood vessels can be repaired with divine power.

Eight years ago, he accidentally found a copy of "Crimson Breathing Method" at home.

When "Crimson Breathing Method" appeared in the extraordinary skills on the panel, Karin was immediately excited.

Extraordinary might really exist in this world!

At the beginning, Karin had no one to guide him, so he could only explore and exercise by himself. If other ordinary people practiced like this, his body would have collapsed long ago.

And Karin, relying on the virtual kingdom of God, has no scruples about whether his body can bear it or not. As long as he can't die from training, he will practice to death, and if his body is broken, he will be healed with divine power.

Not only will it recover quickly, but the body will also become stronger.

Relying on this extreme training method, it took him a full eight years to explore and sum up a set of systematic and correct training methods by himself.

Until now, Karin's physical fitness has far exceeded the average line of ordinary people, and there is still a distance from the limit of the human body.

But as time went on, Carlin felt he was making less and less progress.

He felt that some important parts might be missing in this breathing method. It should be about how ordinary people step into the extraordinary. Otherwise, no matter how much you practice, it will only strengthen your body and cannot be called extraordinary.

A deep longing emerged in Karin's heart. Whether it was time travel, the virtual kingdom of God, or the "Crimson Breathing Method", all of them indicated that there was an extraordinary existence in this world.

It's a pity that in the 19 years since he came here, Karin has never seen any other extraordinary phenomena with his own eyes, if it wasn't for the existence of the "Crimson Breathing Method" and the virtual kingdom of God.

He may also subconsciously deny the existence of extraordinary in this world.

Karin withdrew his mind, and his vision began to bump along with the carriage again.

"Murder—"

Suddenly, an exclamation from the side of the road and a harsh whistle caught Karin's attention, and he quickly turned his gaze to the source of the sound.

I saw a young man in overalls lying in a pool of blood, surrounded by a huge crowd, and a patrolman in uniform blew his whistle.

The carriage was galloping on the street, and this picture was quickly flashed by, but a transparent soul flying out of the fallen man was clearly in Karin's eyes.

Soon the soul of the man in overalls dissipated completely.

Carlin frowned: "How do you feel that the law and order in Wayne City is getting worse and worse this year, and there were murders on the street at noon?"

He decided to go as little as possible to those places where fish and dragons mingled for a while.

Karin didn't feel much about the death of life, only the soul of the dead made him pay more attention.

Recalling the almost fleeting scene, Karin sighed heavily again.

"I have a strong body and can see the souls of the dead, but I am still just an ordinary mortal.

When will I be able to become a real transcendent? "

Just as he was sighing in his heart, the public carriage galloped for a while and then stopped again.

Carlin took advantage of this gap to get out of the car and walked towards a second-floor apartment, which was his home.

The street is still noisy, compared to the whole city, Carlin is as inconspicuous as a drop of water flowing into the sea.

Karin took out the key and opened the cold brass latch and chain. After passing through the neat hallway, he came to a bedroom on the second floor.

The bedroom was fairly tidy and clean, and the flared gas lamp on the desk emitted an orange-yellow light, which dispelled the gloomy atmosphere of the room due to the lack of external light.

But then Karin's pupils shrank immediately, and he saw a middle-aged man with a haggard face lying on the desk, motionless, which made him feel bad.

He walked quickly to the desk, tremblingly stretched out his right hand towards the man's neck.

It was obviously only a short distance of less than [-] centimeters, but as if he had exhausted all his strength, after an unknown amount of time, his right hand finally rested on the middle-aged man's neck artery.

Feeling the motionless arteries, although he knew that this day would come sooner or later, when he actually faced it, a trace of sadness finally appeared on Karin's face.

"Father, go all the way."

If there is anyone in this world who is sincerely good to him, besides Mr. Westminster, he really can't find another person.

Mr. Westminster is a well-known writer in Wayne City. Although his income from publishing novels cannot compare with those of the upper-class nobles, his annual average income of 99 gold pounds exceeds [-]% of the people in Wayne City.

It's a pity that the divine power refined by the virtual kingdom of God can only be used on himself, and he can't even release it externally, otherwise he would have restored Mr. Westminster to health long ago.

After a while like this, Karin moved his gaze and picked up a piece of paper covered with handwriting on the desk.

"Karin, please forgive me for leaving you so early"

(End of this chapter)