Alice's unusual attitude made Klein realize that something was wrong. He suppressed his other thoughts and asked, "You said you met Bernadette... What happened?" "Well... First of all, you may have another demigod believer." Alice said thoughtfully. Klein felt that it was too early for him to be relieved. Alice looked at Klein's expression, sighed, and told the story from the beginning: "This is what happened... I met Bernadette, a demigod, in the exhibition hall of 'Warm Roselle'. "Then, anyway, she found me and asked me some questions about Emperor Roselle... "I couldn't bargain with a demigod, so I told her... We came from another civilization, Emperor Roselle is our predecessor, and now our leader is 'The Fool'..." Mr. Fool felt like he wanted to hold his forehead again. Fortunately, there was no one else watching, so he could hold his forehead with confidence and asked, "Then what? Why did you say we can't go back?" Alice frowned and said: "Bernadette and I talked about some modern things on Earth, but...
"When we talked about 'the Internet', the Hidden Sage suddenly cast a gaze. " "Hidden Sage?" Klein asked in surprise, "Why did He cast a gaze? Is He interested in 'the Internet'? Oh, that's right, so He doesn't have to chase believers to impart knowledge, but can directly put it on the Internet..." "Not just this reason," Alice shook her head, "Bernadette told me that only real, extremely secret knowledge will attract the attention of hidden sages." "Only real, extremely secret knowledge will attract the attention of hidden sages?" Klein repeated, keenly aware of a truth in this sentence that he didn't want to face, and his expression gradually became serious. "In other words, there was indeed an Earth civilization on this planet, and it has disappeared in history," Alice revealed this fact, "You say, how can it be such a coincidence? The same year, 12 months, 365 days, 24 hours a day... How can it be such a coincidence?" Klein opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. Yes, how can it be such a coincidence? If this planet once had a lost civilization... Klein pressed the table, grasped the last glimmer of hope and asked: "But, the moon on Earth is not red! The starry sky here is also different from that on Earth! " Alice pursed her lips and responded: "But there is no supernatural power or gods on Earth." Klein closed his mouth. Neither he nor Alice was willing to admit this, because once they admitted it, it meant that they would never have the possibility of going back. Unfortunately, some things cannot be changed by not admitting them. In comparison, Alice at least has a glimmer of hope - maybe she really just traveled into a book? It's just... Thinking of Shen Yinghuan's luck, Alice realized that even if she really turned from Shen Yinghuan into a character in a book, she might not be able to go back. Besides, what's the use of going back? If she can't control her fate, she... will only bring disaster to the people around her. "If that's the case...then what's the point of me working hard to get promoted?" Klein asked blankly after a long silence. "Do you think you have a choice?" Alice looked up at Klein in surprise, "I even suspect that the magic potion of the 'Fortune Teller' didn't fall directly into your mouth just because you worked hard at the beginning. " "..." Klein looked at the magnificent palace and fell silent. Alice swallowed the "Lucky One" potion without knowing it, so did he have a choice? It seemed that he had chosen the "Fortune Teller" path, but when he thought of this palace of unknown origin, the Antigonus Notes, and the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics, Klein was unsure.
"It's better to take the potion yourself and work hard to get promoted than for fate to wait and pour the potion into your mouth, right?" Alice made a closing speech. "Yeah," Klein looked at Alice and suddenly remembered an inappropriate joke, "You should have such a feeling, after all, your Sequence 1 potion is ready." "...It should be the Sequence 0 potion." Alice corrected silently. "Hmm?" Klein sat up straight, "What did you find? " "The 'blasphemous card' of the 'fate' path is in Bernadette's hands," Alice spread her hands, "She told me that the material of the potion of sequence 0 is the extraordinary characteristics of sequence 1 and the uniqueness of the corresponding path." "Uniqueness?" Klein repeated the term and subconsciously glanced at the magnificent palace, "What is uniqueness?" "I don't know," Alice admitted frankly, "After all, I only have sequence 7." Klein, who didn't want to be arranged with potions, pondered for a moment and asked, "Did you and Bernadette talk about anything else?" "She gave me the summoning ceremony of her messenger, does this count?" Alice raised her eyebrows, "As for other things... uh, she said she didn't have the habit of praying to strange evil gods." Klein Strange Evil God Moretti fell into deep thought. After more than ten seconds, Klein suddenly thought of a question: "In this case... If I go to the exhibition hall to steal the 'blasphemous card', wouldn't it be very dangerous?" "Have you confirmed that there is a 'blasphemous card' in it?" Alice blinked. "Suppose, this is just a hypothesis." Klein glared at Alice who was suddenly excited. Alice sat back disappointedly and said with a pout: "Tsk... I was going to suggest that you set a big fire in there, and the one that is not burned out is the 'blasphemous card'..." Klein pondered for two seconds and said: "If you are going to propose this, you should not tell me that there is a demigod in there first." "I will pay attention next time." Alice nodded seriously. Klein decided to admit defeat in this battle without gunpowder smoke, and he changed the subject: "I plan to let 'Justice' confirm whether there is really a 'blasphemous card' in it first. Her identity is the most suitable." "So, you really don't consider setting a fire..." Alice still didn't want to give up her original idea. After a few seconds of silence, Alice was kicked out of the gray fog by Mr. Fool, who couldn't afford to play with her, and returned to the real world. Alice pouted, stood up, and stuffed the chair under the desk with great force, preparing to go out to find something to eat.