Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 14 Lanvus
Chris ended up buying a workman's-style suit from a store that sold cheap styles, so even if he wanted to buy formal clothes, he couldn't get it.

He wore a brown plaid peaked cap, a dark gray muslin coat on his upper body, a brown linen vest and a white shirt underneath.

The lower body is a common black overalls and a pair of fine imitation crocodile leather shoes.

In addition, Chris also bought a second-hand pocket watch, not only to tell the time, but he also considered that he could use it for divination after being promoted to "Secret Peeper".

This set cost him 10 soli, which is considered pretty good in the bridge area.

"Welcome next time." The waiter smiled and saluted.

Chris walked out of the clothing store carrying the gift bag, which contained Jason's old clothes.

After calling a taxi, Chris arrived at Backlund Steam Train Station not long after. It was exactly 11 minutes before 30:10.

The scale of Backlund Steam Train Station is much larger than that of Tingen City, and it is roughly estimated that it is at least three times larger.

Chris walked through the crowds, looking for the statue of Emperor Russell.

Although Emperor Roselle was from Intis, he led the steam revolution and greatly promoted the development of the times. Therefore, statues of him are erected in steam train stations of medium and larger sizes in Loen for people to admire.

Chris didn't see Samantha under the statue of Emperor Russell, so he sat on a chair and waited.

"Have you invested in that project? Didn't you just look at it?"

"No, I don't have enough savings."

"Find a bank loan, don't miss this opportunity!"

The sounds of other people's conversations reached Chris's ears. He tilted his head and glanced. The man was holding a piece of paper in his hand and looked excited.

"Hello, what is this?" Chris asked, pointing to the piece of paper.

The middle-aged gentleman in a formal suit and top hat turned his head and clapped the paper in his hand: "Investment! This is the investment document!"

"What shareholding documents?" Chris asked.

The middle-aged gentleman looked Chris up and down, nodded towards the ticket office, and said:

"Invest in the steam technology of the Southern Continent. You can go over there and ask, but I think you don't have much money."

A group of people gathered at the ticket office, and the number was getting bigger and bigger.

Chris stood up and walked there, but his wrist, which had felt nothing before, suddenly felt itchy.

He stopped and looked around, but he didn't see anyone suspicious.

what happened?

He walked towards the crowd, but his wrists were getting more and more itchy.

The crowd in front was having a heated discussion around something. They included men and women, old people and young people.

"I invest 10 pounds!"

"I invest 30 pounds!"

"I invest 50 pounds! Wait, I'm going to the bank to borrow money now!"

"I'll be the first to invest, I'm here first!"

Chris stood outside the crowd and squeezed in, hearing them talking about investing in shares.

"Okay, okay, there are no more places. Let's disperse. I will go to the Southern Continent to complete the procedures in a few days. In less than three months, everyone will be rewarded!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd dispersed. Some people sighed in disappointment, slapped their heads in annoyance and walked away, while some people held up the seal documents in their hands with excitement on their faces.

A dark-haired young man wearing round glasses walked out of the crowd with a suitcase. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, seeming to enjoy the looks he received from others.

He walked towards Chris, with a hint of subtle cunning in his brown pupils.

Chris felt a tingling sensation on his wrist. He turned his wrist and looked at it. The mysterious symbol on his wrist was bright red, as if there was blood.

"I borrowed it, sir." The young man bowed slightly to Chris, very politely.

"Oh, sorry." Chris stepped out of the way, opened his pocket watch, took a look, and hurried towards the statue of Emperor Russell, where Samantha was already waiting.

"Why are you here now? Oh, did you buy clothes? Where did you get the money?" Samantha leaned on the pillar and smiled.

"There is an investment at the ticket office or something, go over and have a look."

Chris scratched his head and skipped the next question. He hadn't figured out how to answer it yet.

Samantha handed him the ticket: "You also want to invest in the steam technology of the Southern Continent?"

"No," Chris replied.

"It's fine if you don't have one. I've asked around, and it was done by a man named Lanerwus. The procedures seem to be complete, but I've never heard of him, so I don't think it's very reliable."

Samantha looked at Chris with a look of astonishment, and asked with a smile, "Why, have you been lied to by him?"

Chris quickly shook his head in denial, but he still hadn't recovered.

Lanerus... Lanerus... the true Creator!
Then...the evil god is born!
Is the pain in my wrist related to Lanrewus?
Is this a reminder from Him?

He wants me to stop this in advance?
Chris didn't stop thinking after boarding the steam train. He looked at the changing scenery outside the window and fell into deep thought.

He had a bold idea: kill Lanrevus while he was still not an Extraordinary.

As long as Lanrewus is killed, the evil god will not be born.

Chris just had this simplest idea in his mind, but after thinking about it for a while, he rejected the idea.

Not to mention the difficulty of implementation, I remember that Lanerwus was also affected by "0-08". If one Lanerwus dies, will there be another green or red one?
"What are you thinking about?" Samantha waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"No, I didn't think anything of it." Chris came back to his senses. He was now at least sure that his wrists would be itchy when the villain appeared.

Chris raised his teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Samantha, how did you become an extraordinary person?"

Samantha smoothed her hair: "I was born to be an extraordinary person."

Was he born an extraordinary person?

Then her parents must be Extraordinary, and the sequence is not low.

"What sequence were you born in?" Chris asked curiously.

She was an extraordinary person when she was born, so wouldn't she be dangerous to others when she cries?

"Sequence 7."

sequence 7?

In other words, she has never been promoted since she was born?

"Why don't you choose to continue to be promoted? You should have many opportunities." Chris asked.

"Why promotion?" Samantha asked.

"...In order to become stronger, don't you want to become stronger?"

"I'm afraid of losing control."

"Oh." Chris nodded.

He can understand the psychology of becoming an Extraordinary but not wanting to continue to be promoted. After all, every promotion comes with the risk of losing control. The higher the rank, the higher the risk.

For wild Beyonders, if there is no reason to be promoted, it is best to stay in the current sequence and not seek promotion. This is the safest way to fight against losing control.

However, as high-sequence Beyonders, why didn’t Samantha’s parents help her?

"Your parents should be able to help you overcome your loss of control. They must be experienced and capable."

Samantha met Chris's eyes, her deep blue eyes as calm as water, without a trace of ripples.

“For me, being extraordinary is a curse.”

(End of this chapter)