Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch.

Chapter 1030: Falsifying Information and Deceiving the World

Returning to the real world, what caught my eye was Klein's clean and tidy bedroom.

Lin Zhongtian stood on the floor near the head of the bed, looking at the surroundings with interest.

Klein was thinking about the ten tons of gold that he had not yet obtained, so after returning, he politely asked Lin Zhongtian to go to the living room first. He grabbed the casual clothes on the hanger and hurried down the stairs.

Afterwards, Klein temporarily turned off the live broadcast room and found a secluded corner. After confirming that no one was around, he finally suppressed his excitement and took out the ten tons of gold from the group mall.

"Crash-"

Along with a series of noises, countless gold bars of the same specifications fell from the sky and landed on the open space in front of him, clinking and piling up into a small gold mountain that was taller than him.

This mountain of gold is made up of countless gold bars. If it were stored properly, it would probably fill two or three large suitcases.

Feeling the golden light reflected by the hill in front of him, Klein swallowed his saliva, suppressed the impulse in his heart, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and put all the gold bars into the storage bag.

Of course, in order to fulfill his own little wish, Klein still kept a gold bar. He held it in his hand, feeling the cool and smooth charming texture, and couldn't help but laugh.

When Klein heard what Yamu said when he was showing off his wealth, he was worried about whether he would receive a large amount of gold.

Now it seems that he was overthinking it. Boss Yamu is a considerate and considerate person. When selling gold, he also helped to divide the gold into gold bars weighing more than 100 grams.

This way, Klein won't have to worry about needing gold for any secret transactions in the future.

After spending some time alone with the little baby in his hands, Klein reluctantly put it into his storage bag. Then, with a smile on his face, he walked briskly onto the street.

Not long after, Klein returned home.

He was just about to say hello to Lin Zhongtian who he had left at home, when he suddenly discovered that Lin Zhongtian had disappeared.

Klein was stunned for a moment, and quickly searched the house, but still couldn't find Lin Zhongtian. He only found a note left by Lin Zhongtian on the bedside table.

The content of the note was very simple, telling him not to worry and that he was going out for a walk...

Klein stared at the note blankly. After a moment, he sighed and put the note into his arms. Then he took out a pen and paper and wrote a few lines and left them on the dining table on the first floor.

However, this note was not written to Lin Zhongtian, but to his brother Benson and sister Melissa.

After all, the three siblings still live together. If Lin Zhongtian happens to meet Benson and Melissa returning from get off work when he comes back, there will be no misunderstandings with the note he left.

As for Lin Zhongtian, there is no need to go through so much trouble.

Klein opened the chat group and saw a message from @林中天, telling him that he had to go to the Divination Club first and might not be back tonight.

If Lin Zhongtian came back early, his brother and sister would treat him well on their behalf.

When other members in the chat group saw the message, they all asked about it.

【Xiao Yan: Huh?】

[Xiao Yan: Boss, where is the fighting skills teaching you promised? ]

【Han Li: Yes! 】

[Han Li: Also, isn't the group live broadcast once a week? After shutting it down this time, don't we have to wait another seven days? ]

【Klein: That’s not necessary. I read the live broadcast rules and they say that every group member has the right to stop the broadcast once after starting the broadcast. As long as the suspension time does not exceed twelve hours, it will be fine!】

【Han Li: I see.】

Just as everyone was discussing, Lin Zhongtian, who was @ed, finally showed up.

[Lin Zhongtian: Don’t worry, I will definitely teach you as promised after I finish the things at hand! ]

Finished the work at hand?

Klein was stunned for a moment, looking at the chat group in surprise, totally unable to figure out what Lin Zhongtian was busy with.

Not long after, Klein shook his head, took out his pocket watch and took a look. He found that it was almost five o'clock, so he quickly changed into formal clothes and took a public carriage to leave Daffodil Street and come to Halls Street where the Divination Club was located.

Walking into the second floor, Klein pinched his brows, activated his spiritual vision in advance, and then stepped into the reception hall.

As soon as he entered the door, Klein immediately felt a faint sadness here.

The beautiful receptionist Angelica sat there, her eyes unfocused and slightly red.

“Sadness will always pass.”

Klein came in front of Angelica and spoke gently and calmly.

Angelica raised her head suddenly and murmured in confusion, "Mr. Moretti..."

Soon, she came to her senses and asked in surprise, "You, you know about Mr. Vincent?"

"Oh yes, I forgot you were an excellent fortune teller."

Klein sighed and said, "I can only divine a vague situation... What exactly happened to Mr. Vincent?"

"The boss told us that Mr. Vincent had a sudden heart attack in his sleep and passed away peacefully." Angelica started to cry as she spoke: "He was a kind, polite, and true gentleman. He was the spiritual mentor of many members. He, he was so young..."

"I'm sorry to cause you more grief."

Klein said this in a sad tone, and then without any further comfort, he slowly walked towards the meeting room.

Because it was Monday, there were only five or six members in the meeting room. In Klein's spiritual vision, their emotions were different. Some were truly sad, some were slightly bleak, and some were barely affected at all.

“These are all normal reactions.”

Klein thought to himself as he found a random position with his cane in hand.

Just when he was about to close his spiritual vision, he suddenly saw Angelica walking in with slightly swollen and red eyes, and judging from the direction she was heading, she was facing him where he had just sat down.

Klein turned his gaze towards the pretty lady.

The other party stopped and lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Moretti, a customer asked for you."

Klein raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Is it Mr. Jones from last time?"

As far as he knew, he was the only one who was willing to appoint him to do divination...

However, what surprised Klein was that Angelica actually shook her head and denied this answer.

"Mr. Moretti, it turns out that you can also make mistakes in your predictions~"

Although Angelica's eyes were still slightly red, the corners of her mouth curled up quietly, as if she found this unexpected contrast quite interesting.

Klein shook his head with a smile and said softly, "Even if you are a fortune teller, you won't rely on divination for everything. It's normal to make mistakes occasionally."

Angelica was slightly startled, as if she had misunderstood something, and quickly explained: "Mr. Moretti, I'm not saying that your divination is inaccurate. You are a true divination master, I know that..."

Klein shook his head to stop him, then stood up with his cane and looked at her with a smile, as if to say, I understand, take me to see the unexpected guest.

Angelica closed her mouth, blushed, bent down slightly, then turned and walked out of the meeting room.

Not long after, under the guidance of Angelica, Klein finally met the guest who had asked him to do divination.

The man was probably in his early twenties, wearing an expensive yet well-fitting black suit. He had an upright posture and elegant temperament. He was the type that one could tell was a nobleman just by looking at his back.

If it weren't for that handsome face with a smile on his face, Klein might have been curious about his identity.

But now, he stared blankly at the familiar handsome face. After a moment, he came to his senses and looked at the business card in his hand suspiciously.

"...Mr. Medhaven?"

"Yes." The handsome young man shook his hand enthusiastically and said with a smile, "You must be Master Moretti. I have heard a lot about you!"

"Come with me, I have bought a permanent room in the Divination Club. Only you and I are allowed to enter. Master Moretti, please do not hide your abilities and do a serious divination for me..."

As he spoke, the handsome young man pulled the dizzy Klein into the room.

After closing the door, Klein sat down on the sofa, looked at the handsome young man in a suit in front of him, smiled bitterly, and said, "Boss Emperor, what are you trying to do again!"

"How can you call that a quarrel?"

Lin Zhongtian sat across from Klein, crossed his legs, and said leisurely, "Don't you think about it? With my status, how could I possibly share a room with you two siblings?"

"I must first get some status and property so that I can enjoy my vacation life openly!"

At this point, Lin Zhongtian paused, glanced at Klein, and chuckled, "From now on, I am Medhaven, a young viscount who has become a wealthy businessman with his business acumen. I own many properties, fields, mines, jewelry, stocks, shares, and bonds. The total value is probably around 500,000 pounds!"

"..."

Klein stared at Lin Zhongtian blankly for a long time before he came to his senses. He couldn't help but ask, "Is this true?"

"Nonsense, of course it's fake!"

Lin Zhongtian replied bluntly, then smiled mysteriously and said leisurely: "However, for this world, the information I just mentioned is real."

"Aren't you a fortune teller? If you don't believe me, you can tell the fortune yourself~"

...Divination for you, isn't that courting death?
Klein complained in his heart, but he quickly believed Lin Zhongtian's words.

After all, there was no need for the great Emperor Ziwei to lie to a weakling of Sequence 9 on such a trivial matter.

but……

"How did you do it in such a short time?"

Klein couldn't help but ask the biggest question in his mind.

Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, leaned back on the sofa, and said casually: "It's very simple. I just need to enter some false information in the information background of this world. The world will help me fill in the settings and improve the process."

"If you don't believe me, go check it out now. You will definitely find my name in Backlund's newspapers over the years!"

(End of this chapter)