Chapter 513: Chapter 452: Sherlock the Detective Chapter 513: Chapter 452: Sherlock the Detective âThe God of Death has gone madâŠ
why?â
Tao Yu thought of another piece of diary content she had seen earlier.
The Sleepless and the Grave Robber were adjacent paths, and The Sleepless was indeed the path of the Church of the Night, while the Grave RobberâŠ
âThe Church of the Night and the Church of War God are opposed, Mr.
Fool also said that the path of The Sleepless can be exchanged with the path of the warrior, plus the path of the Grave Robber, this should be the sequence of the God of Death, which means that a True God can devour an adjacent sequence?
But the God of Death did not devour the War God and the Goddess of the Night, He swallowed the extraordinary characteristics of the other three emperors?â
Combining the conservation of extraordinary characteristics, a shadow couldnât help but appear on Tao Yuâs mind.
Could it be that there is a limited number of True Gods, and only one can exist for each path?
âŠ
Then by devouring each other, they can be promoted to a higher level?
âMr.
Sunâ worships the higher-rank âAncient Sun Godâ?
And the legends surrounding the birth of the gods, they all seem to indicate that indeed, there could be a higher rankâŠ
Once again, pollution surged in, all of which was completely absorbed by Tao Yu, and there was a look of slight shock in her eyes, as if she had vaguely touched upon a core secret of this world.
The God of Death devoured the extraordinary characteristics of the other three emperors, forcefully becoming stronger, but because it was not an adjacent path, the price was madness.
âWhatâs all this forâŠâ
Tao Yu then thought of what was mentioned in the diary, that the God of Death and the Primeval Witch had started it all together.
And the Primeval Witch was Sequence One of her own path, maybe there could only be one Sequence One?
âSo Roselle somewhat regrets his path because he chose one that already had a True God.
The paths of the Marauder and the Diviner donât have a True God yet?
Then how did he become the emperor in the end?
Did he switch paths?â
Tao Yu felt somewhat confused; it was all too chaotic.
âBut no matter what, the Primeval Witch might have blocked my wayâŠâ
Tao Yuâs gaze deepened; although she still didnât know which entity was adjacent to the Witch Path, she had to kill the Primeval Witch first.
How had her enemies suddenly become True Gods?
Itâs giving me a headacheâŠ
âFor now, itâs not for me of Sequence Seven to consider.
If necessary, Iâll ask Mr.
Fool for help.
Although He may not be in the right state, He is still of the same rank.
He wonât just abandon a follower like me, right?
After I succeed, I can also be His ally.
âIf itâs true that there is only one True God and is Sequence One, then when I reach Sequence Two, I should have a chance in combination with a second Deification, hmm, or maybe take a risk and focus on another profession as well.â
Tao Yu pondered in her heart, not fearing pollution, and thus the most troublesome âmadnessâ and âpollutionâ could be ignored.
Itâs just the ârawnessâ of the undigested Magic Potion and the impact on the physical body that would cause stress.
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Perhaps, itâs worth considering first identifying the adjacent paths and then taking a second profession.
âLetâs properly digest these two tubes first.
Instigator not fully digested, indeed I already feel a bit of the rawness, taking on more professions may lead to degradation instead of promotion.â
ButâŠ
Witch?
How am I to play that roleâŠ
âDisaster?
Revelation?
Charlatan?
It seems all within reach.â
Tao Yu mused about getting a tube of zombie virus and scattering it everywhere, likely to dissolve on contact.
But he couldnât actually bring himself to do such a thing.
Setting up a stall, telling everyone they will meet a bloody disaster, then mugging them in a deserted place?
I wonder if that would workâŠ
As Tao Yu was thinking this, he went out to pick up the newspaper he had subscribed to.
Just as Tao Yu stepped out to pick up the newspaper, his gaze suddenly sharpened; his excellent eyesight allowed him to spot a somewhat familiar figure.
âHow is that possible, Iâm getting a bit obsessed, does his death affect me so much?
Am I such a sentimental person?â
Tao Yu was somewhat dumbfounded, shaking his head, but after throwing the newspaper back, he hesitated for a moment and walked towards the new neighborâs place.
Standing at the door, Tao Yu couldnât help but stare blankly, for he saw something even more bizarre.
Sherlock Detective AgencyâŠ
âCoincidence?
Itâs possible, butâŠâ
Isnât it too coincidental?
Consecutive coincidences?
Tao Yu couldnât help but remember the pen that wrote in the air, directly creating âaccidentsâ to stop her, wondering what path that was.
After that, Tao Yu still knocked on the door.
Visiting a new neighbor should be the normal thing to do, right?
âCome in.â
Hearing this voice, Tao Yu still sighed; although the person had some disguise ability, it was indeed that guy, no mistake.
She had seen his body with her own eyes, witnessed his burial, he was dead for sureâŠ
Creak~
The door opened, Klein, or now Sherlock the detective, was somewhat surprised but did not show too much emotion at Tao Yu standing at the door.
He curiously looked at Tao Yu who had become âpretty,â his expression somewhat strange.
âAs you can see, I am now Sherlock the detective.â
âArenât you going to invite me in to sit?â
âCome in, I just moved in, itâs a bit messy, donât mind it.â
Klein extended an invitation to Tao Yu while discreetly sizing up the now-beautiful Tao Yu.
He had chosen this location and the name âSherlockâ because he knew of Fokke Soshiâs residence in Becland from previous inquiries, so he decided to choose somewhere nearby.
At the same time, he wanted to use the name âSherlockâ to draw his attention.
He was unwilling to expose his identity as Fool; it was his secret and trump card, just like the otherâs strange abilities.
But he felt that it should be fine to meet with this fellow townsman under his overt identity.
From the contact so far, this fellow townsman was willing to risk assisting at that moment and seemed to still possess a fundamental bottom line.
Ah, itâs just a pity that he didnât save meâŠ
âShould I call you Detective Sherlock, or Mr.
Klein?â
âCall me Sherlock, as Klein has already died,â
Klein said somewhat bitterly.
âThen how did you come back to life?
Arenât you going to tell your brother and sister?â
Tao Yu thought of those two grief-stricken figures.
Now, he too had brothers and a sister and understood the familial bonds forged through the struggles of life.
âAh, I was resurrected by a great being.
I paid a price and became a follower of His.â
Klein spoke appropriately.
âMr.
Fool?â
Tao Yu was slightly startled, thinking of the otherâs alias of âDetective Sherlockâ and his relocation, and a light dawned in him, seeming to understand something.
Who would have thought the might of the Fool was so strong, to resurrect from death!
Truly a miracle.
Not yet fully recovered and already such power; what of a true Divine Spirit?
For a moment, Tao Yu felt exhilarated.
Was this thigh so robust?
Primeval Witch, just wait after you have had a thorough cleansing!
âYes, so I know a bit about you as well.â
âNo wonder you helped me before.â
A pensive expression appeared on Tao Yuâs face, another fellow townsman!
It must be Roselle confirmed as the Fool, hence the care for a little brother.
He might have been discovered by viewing that page of Roselleâs diary.
And was this another transmigrator from a different channel?
âMy real name is Tao Yu.â
âZhou Mingrui.â
The two formally introduced themselves to each other and then shared a smile.
When Tao Yu saw Reincarnators, there wasnât much of a âfellow townspeopleâ feeling.
In contrast, people like Jack and Zhou Mingrui conveyed a sense of familiarity.
It was, after all, akin to being from the same eraâŠ
Though Reincarnators were native Earthlings, the chaos after Season 3 completely erased the commonality of his time.
And the first contact had been quite terrible.
âCome on, letâs go for a meal.
Itâs on me,â
Tao Yu said confidently, waving his hand, which caused Kleinâs face to take on a strange expression, and then, looking at Tao Yuâs handsome face, he coughed and said,
âIâll treat you instead.â
He figured Tao Yu must have gone down that irreversible path, but also didnât want to tear open his wounds; he just sighed inwardly and thought of treating him to a meal as a consolation.
âI can eat a lot, be careful not to bankrupt yourself.â
Tao Yu thought of the 300 Gold Pounds Miss Justice had paid, which might have ended up in this young manâs hands.
The big shot chasing Zilinges wouldnât care about 300 Gold Pounds, it might very well match this guyâs description.
Otherwise, why would a being with the power of resurrection like Fool choose to accept such a weak follower?
Itâs all about the connectionsâŠ
And to seek the help of a being almost like a Divine Spirit for a mere 300 Gold Pounds, Tao Yu reckoned he must be short of money.
âHaha, donât underestimate me too much.â
Klein, having little notion of Tao Yu, chuckled; how much could one eat?
Even with Beclandâs high prices, a steak cost just seven or eight pence.
Half a Gold Pound would make you sick eatingâŠ
âAlright, next time Iâll treat, but this time let me take you somewhere delicious.â
Considering the other had once received 300 Gold Pounds, a meal costing ten or twenty Gold Pounds should still be affordableâŠ
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