Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 486 Suggestions
A gust of wind suddenly blew on the sea. Klein lowered his head slightly and pressed the half-high silk hat on his head, and then said in a low voice:

"The 'Puppet Master' possesses the most difficult extraordinary ability to be cracked by anyone below a demigod. The 'Traveler' can come and go freely and roam the spiritual world at will. He can also record and store the extraordinary abilities he has seen and use them when needed. , including abilities at the demigod level.”

"When you said that, I suddenly felt that my ability in the 'Hunter' path was mediocre." Anderson twitched the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly.

"You are off topic." Renekton warned aloud.

Didn't you bring up this topic? Klein cursed in his heart, then looked at Anderson, waiting for the other party to tell his story.

Anderson's expression showed some helplessness, and he sighed and lowered his hands naturally:
"This sea area is very dangerous, but it also contains many treasures. Many treasure hunters once entered here in search of adventure. Although most of them failed to leave alive, there are always some lucky ones who can harvest items and materials. You can leave smoothly again.”

Klein looked at Renekton subconsciously, then quickly looked away.

Anderson looked around, then he bent his legs and sat cross-legged on the beach, and then continued:

"This treasure hunting group was convened by two lucky people. They claimed that they had figured out which ruins in the first half of the safe channel cannot be explored and which ones can be tried."

"I have always been curious about this place, and I was successfully persuaded by them to join this treasure hunting group."

"Then what?" Klein asked, looking at the strongest hunter who showed no signs of wariness towards him and others.

Anderson paused, then sighed and continued:
"Our exploration went smoothly at the beginning, really smoothly. We avoided dangers, got a lot of clothes from previous explorers, hunted some monsters, and harvested several pieces of materials."

"Perhaps it was too smooth in the front, which caused the danger behind to come unprepared."

"We found a temple on a submerged island. There are many well-preserved murals there. This gentleman has also seen them in the dream world."

He pointed at the expressionless Klein with his chin.

Lying on the beach chair made of stars, Renekton said calmly:
"You touched the mural left by Ouroleus, and then you started to become unlucky. In the end, you, the unluckiest guy, survived the longest."

Although he didn't move much, his eyes were very deep and seemed to be covered with a layer of white. He made certain predictions through Anderson's narration, allowing the things they had actually experienced to reappear in his mind.

"Who is Ourolius?" Anderson raised his eyes in shock. The expression on his face ranged from shock to helplessness to a flash of excitement.

Then he waved his hands repeatedly to defend himself and said:

"No, I didn't touch that mural. As a treasure hunter, I wouldn't be so careless."

"I was the first to arrive at the mural. I just stretched out my hand and sketched various lines out of thin air. Really, I didn't touch it directly. I was at least five centimeters away!"

"Who knew something might happen to this? The angel in the mural seemed to open his eyes at that moment. It must have been from then on that I started to be unlucky."

This didn't sound innocent at all. Klein complained in his heart without sympathy.

After adjusting his expression slightly, he said calmly:
"The angel on the mural is Ouroleus the Tail-Eater. He is the king of angels in the path of destiny."

"King of Angels?" Anderson answered in confusion. Seeing that no one offered him any further explanation, he had no choice but to laugh twice and continue:

"Then the treasure hunting group gathered in front of the mural. Most of them were frightened by my description and thought that they should not continue to explore the temple, but the remaining third was eager for more treasures. So they then set off towards the depths of the temple."

"The remaining two-thirds of the people and I waited for a whole day, and after three alternations of noon and night, we still did not wait for them to come back."

"We are all excellent treasure hunters. We knew that something must have happened to those who continued to explore in depth. After a little confirmation, we left the temple directly. After all, we had already gained a lot and there was no need to continue taking risks."

No one from Renekton made a comment, and Anderson showed no expression when he saw this. He just sighed to himself and said:

"After leaving that temple, we found that some changes occurred in ourselves. On the one hand, we became very unlucky and no matter what we did, everything went wrong. On the other hand, we gained control over ourselves in the dream, and we were no longer A state of confusion, a state of knowing something but being unable to take action.”

"Because of this, some of our remaining companions, another third of the original number, chose to explore the depths of the dream world out of curiosity, but they never came back."

Cattleya, who had been keeping a quiet listening posture, asked curiously: "Where are their bodies in the real world?"

Anderson took a deep breath and said with an obviously stiff expression:

"It mutated into a monster and killed many of its remaining companions."

"Although we succeeded in killing those monsters, due to losing too many sailors and encountering a series of unlucky things, we were unable to reach the island before the storm."

"Our ship sank, and the harvest also sank. Some of the remaining companions were either drowned, struck to death by lightning, or devoured by monsters in the water. I was the only one who was stronger than them. I was lucky enough to be killed. After being thrown away by the waves, he successfully swam to the island.”

"As for later, I tried to make a canoe, but I broke the last axe, and it was reflected in the dream, and you saw it."

The corners of Anderson's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his chin to look at the expressionless Klein.

This guy is really unlucky, no, this entire treasure hunting group should be unlucky. Klein lowered his eyes and drew a crimson moon for them in his heart.

After recounting his experience in this sea area, Anderson smiled at "Star Admiral" Cattleya and Renekton, who were lying leisurely on the beach chair made of stars:
"Do I have the honor to ride on the Future?"

"I'll pay for the ship."

He looked like he was letting the price go by, and Cattleya turned her head to look at Renekton, who was lying on the side enjoying the sun and sea breeze, as if asking him if he wanted to agree.

"There is nothing wrong with him, except for the bad luck given by Ourolius." Renekton said in a calm voice, meaning that you are the captain, and it is up to you to decide whether to let him on board.

Cattleya nodded thoughtfully but did not speak immediately.

Are all you secret peepers so confident? No need for divination, you can draw a conclusion just by looking at it? Or can your eyes replace the divination process? Klein could tell from their demeanor and words that they were inclined to let the strongest hunter on board.

Seeing that Cattleya was still hesitant, Anderson added eagerly:

"I'm very familiar with the upcoming route. I can help you avoid most dangers on the safe route. I can tell you those that are no longer accessible for exploration, and I can avoid the mermaid's song in time."

"The mermaid's song?" Klein almost couldn't control his expression. He had been looking for the mermaid for so long, but he didn't expect that the unlucky Anderson would have any clues.

Anderson suddenly looked at Klein with enlightenment, chuckled and said:

"Yes, one day's sailing from here, um. I mean one day in the outside world, around a ruins, in..."

He didn't finish his words and smiled at Klein. The meaning he wanted to express was obvious.

Klein thought for a while, and followed his own habit. He took out a gold coin and performed a simple divination to confirm that Anderson had no ill intentions.

"Even if he has malicious intentions, it will not have any impact on the 'Future'. It is not as effective as the bad luck on him."

Renekton reminded him calmly.

That makes sense. Klein nodded in agreement and threw out the gold coins in his hand again to do a divination.

It wasn't until Klein completed two fortune-tellings that Anderson spread his hands helplessly and said, "Excuse me, can I board the Future and leave this hellish place with you?"

Cattleya glanced at the gold coin in Klein's hand, then looked sideways at Anderson, nodded and said:

"I can agree to your request, but after leaving this sea area, you must give me half of the items you carry. If you have nothing, then I don't want anything."

"Deal!" Anderson agreed to Cattleya's conditions without hesitation.

After finding a way to leave this sea area, he obviously relaxed a lot and said in a joking tone:

"I must remind you that although my misfortune is limited to myself, you must also be careful. The way the misfortune works may also be to attract monsters, but the monsters caused by my misfortune should be very important to a saint. It’s not too much of a problem.”

Having said this, he paused, looked at Renekton, and his expression became solemn and said:

"I wonder if this gentleman has a solution to my bad luck? If so, what price do I need to pay?"

Renekton looked at Anderson deeply, chuckled and said:

"You can say yes, you can say no."

"I am not a demigod of the 'destiny' path, nor do I carry any corresponding magical items with me. If you are willing to stay in this unlucky state and wait for a long time, I can relieve you of your bad luck."

"How long is it?" Anderson asked.

Renekton said expressionlessly:

"Maybe half a year, maybe a year, maybe longer."

"Um, is there any other way?" Anderson lowered his head and asked in a deep voice. He felt that it would be difficult to survive this state of misfortune for only a month, let alone a year and a half.

Renekton sat up from the starlit beach chair and said with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth:

"Pray to the beings who have the authority over destiny. If they are in a good mood, they may help you remove the bad luck from your body."

"For example, the 'Angel of Destiny' Uroleus you saw in the mural, the President of the Destiny Council who is also an angel of this path, or the 'Queen of Fear and Disaster', whose monocle became a spirit The 'Shadow Who Travels Destiny', and the 'Yellow and Black King of Good Luck'."

"These are all the ones I can contact. For the sake of the church, even though you are a poor person who failed the exam, I will still give you some help as appropriate. Of course, it will not be free of charge."

Anderson was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face kept changing, as if to show the complexity of his mood at the moment.

Klein glanced sideways at Renekton, and his thoughts couldn't help but wander. The monocle became fine, and this description should be Amon. He even knew the other person's honorable name, and they deserved to have stolen it together. People from the Church of Waves. Speaking of which, these beings with authority over the field of destiny seem to have more or less intersections with me. Is it a coincidence?

Anderson quickly sorted out his emotions, looked at Renekton with a complicated expression, and defended himself:

"I just failed the exam, and I'm far from being at the bottom of the ladder. Otherwise, I wouldn't have become the 'strongest hunter' famous in the world at such a young age."

"Are you from the Church of Knowledge? Why don't I remember seeing you? To become a demigod at this age, you should be the same type of talent that attracts the most attention among students, just like Edwina. right."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire island suddenly shook, and billows of smoke and dust filled the air from the primeval forest deep in the island.

"Isn't there a monster out here?" Anderson opened his mouth subconsciously, staring intently in the direction of the rising smoke.

(End of this chapter)