Some words will make your style drop even if they are just translated literally. For example, translating the Giant Turtle Rock Platform into the Turtle Turtles, or translating the Fool into a fool. The meaning has not changed at all, but it sounds completely wrong! When Audrey and Alger were at a loss for words, and even worried that the gentleman who came here with them would anger the "Fool", Luke smiled with his lips curled, put his right hand on his chest and bowed. "I'm very sorry, I'm used to speaking frankly, Mr. Fool, you won't be angry, right?" You said this, as if I can't be angry... With the gray-white mist covering his body, Zhou Mingrui rolled his eyes not so obviously, but he still maintained a considerable style and answered calmly. "It doesn't matter." He thought silently in his heart that the way this man who came out of the black star appeared was completely different from the other two, and staying here did not increase his mental burden, showing enough "specialness". Judging from his casual attitude towards himself, he didn't seem to think of himself as that powerful... well... according to what the other two ladies and gentlemen said, he was an "Extraordinary Person".
Then there are two possibilities. One is that he has seen through that he is just an ordinary person who looks powerful at first glance but is actually nothing. The other is that he is an extremely powerful Extraordinary Person. Zhou Mingrui had a headache and felt that the latter possibility was more likely. He was worried and excited at the same time. As for the way to go home, he only knew that the transfer ceremony might be useful. After the transfer ceremony only pulled himself into this space instead of sending him back, this possibility had been rejected. If he wanted to find the way home, meeting a powerful Extraordinary Person would also be of great help. It is both a danger and an opportunity! Judging from the fact that this suspected powerful Beyonder thanked her when he appeared, at least he had no ill intentions... Audrey was relieved to hear that Mr. Fool was not angry about his companion's "straightforward words". She quickly became lively again, looked at Zhou Mingrui with shining eyes, and suggested with interest: "Mr. Fool, do you mind doing more "trying" like this now?" After listening calmly, Alger was also moved. He hurriedly echoed a few words and enumerated the benefits of holding meetings from beginning to end in an official and formal tone. "Okay, I am a person who likes equal exchange." "Every Monday, at 3 pm, try to be alone. After I try a few more times and figure out some things, maybe you can ask for leave in advance and don't have to worry about being in an inappropriate situation." Zhou Mingrui thought for a moment and agreed. He had just traveled to this world, and the memories left by the original owner were also incomplete. He knew very little about this world, so it would be good to have a way to get information. Audrey, who was particularly yearning for the extraordinary world and full of ritual, immediately proposed to choose a code name with great enthusiasm. "You are Mr. Fool, from the Tarot card. As a regular, long-term, and secret gathering, the title should be as consistent as possible. Well, let's choose from the Tarot card." Her tone gradually became cheerful, "It's decided, my title is Justice!" Alger frowned slightly and said a card, "The Hanged Man." After several people present finished saying their code names, the three of them looked at the last person. Luke did not refuse. After a moment of silence, he smiled and gave his code name. "Emperor." "Emperor"?
Audrey's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange color, and she subconsciously puffed up her cheeks. As the daughter of Earl Hall, she was one of the few people who occasionally saw the real Emperor George III. It felt so strange for her to suddenly call someone she just met "Emperor". But you can't call him "Emperor" His Majesty, that would be even weirder! Compared to Audrey, a simple noble lady, Alger, who had worked his way up from the bottom of society, thought more. Like Zhou Mingrui, he also vaguely realized that Lu Ke was not a simple person. The upright Emperor card in the Major Arcana usually represents the positive side, such as authority, order and self-confidence, while the reversed position may represent the negative side, such as the abuse of authority, lack of discipline or lack of self-confidence. What does it mean for "Emperor" to take this code name? Could he be a person in a high position like Miss Justice, or even further, from the royal family? Before Alger could think more, several knocks came from the top of the bronze table, and the Fool's indifferent voice sounded. "Okay, today's party ends here." Audrey and Alger had no extra thoughts and bowed seriously. "Comply with your will." Their figures faded and disappeared, turning into crimson stars again, and only Lu Ke remained there, looking at Zhou Mingrui with a smile. The figure blurred by the gray fog could not see the abnormality, but Lu Ke knew that the party ended because Zhou Mingrui, who was still an ordinary person, could not bear the consumption of spiritual energy, and his head probably started to throb again. How could he bear it! "Mr. Fool, won't you send me out?" Zhou Mingrui endured the headache and didn't know how to answer for a while. The crimson star could disappear by cutting off the connection, but how to make the black star? It's good to have a golden finger, but can you give me an instruction manual! After teasing the cat for a while, Lu Ke waved to Zhou Mingrui and smiled slightly. "Then I will leave on my own. See you next Monday, Mr. Fool." A drop of golden blood oozed out of Lu Ke's index finger. It was the same drop that shaped his body before, but the luster was much dimmer. He grasped the golden blood and tightened it. With a light breaking sound, countless golden light spots jumped out from the gap between his fingers, and a circle of light like a portal was opened. Lu Ke took a last look at Zhou Mingrui sitting on the gray fog, walked into the portal slowly, and disappeared in the gray fog. Zhou Mingrui, who witnessed the whole process, widened his eyes and trembled in his heart. Mr. "Emperor" can actually enter and exit this mysterious space freely! Sure enough, he is a powerful extraordinary person! Before he could sigh again, his exhausted spirituality came with waves of pain, forcing him to return to his body in the real world. "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" The pain and fatigue that seemed to be about to explode from not sleeping for several days and nights surged up. Zhou Mingrui covered his head, forced himself to look at the pocket watch, and confirmed that the time in the gray fog was synchronized with reality. Then he could no longer hold on and fell on the bed, letting the exhaustion take him to sleep. Before he lost consciousness, he was filled with frustration, loss, pain, and melancholy, and he sighed. He probably couldn't go back in a short time. He had to master more extraordinary knowledge and find his way home. Before that, he had to temporarily seal his thoughts about his family, friends, and modern life.
From now on, he is Klein. … In a dark, damp and cold alley between two residential buildings on Iron Cross Street, a golden door slowly emerged, followed by a figure. Plop—— Under the influence of gravity, the figure fell to the ground. A few seconds later, a gasp sounded in the alley. "Hiss~" "Why am I pretending?" Luke grinned and touched his sore buttocks, recalling the feeling just now, thinking. "But it's really nice to show off in front of others..." Luke took a break, and when the pain subsided a little, he looked around. All he could see were the drainage pipes and iron fences outside the house. Near one end of the house, drops of water seeped out of the old water pipes and hit the ground, making a dripping sound. The air was filled with a not-so-heavy stench. A terrible birthplace, and a terrible situation. He summed it up like this, and began to sort out the current situation. No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one forum! While being hunted by "Primordial Hunger", he used the information he got from the spirit world to determine the current time node, prayed when Klein came to the gray fog, and successfully used Sefirah Castle as a springboard to reach the interior of the earth with the help of Klein's response and the symbol of "invasion". The only way to truly avoid "Primordial Hunger" and even go further to kill the other party is to become a true Old One. In addition to the ten great beings surrounding the Earth, there are actually some weaker Old Ones in the starry sky. They are either not strong enough to compete with the great beings outside the Earth, or they are not interested in the uniqueness and source of the Earth, so they did not participate. However, no matter how weak those beings are, they are all beings that crush the True Gods. Trying to snatch things from them is pure death. Only the Earth is the most suitable place for development. It has a vast amount of ownerless uniqueness and source. At this stage, the strongest is only the True God. The True Gods still need to go to the Star Realm to block the cracks, and the basic order is maintained on the surface. Due to the four factors of the "invasion" symbol without sufficient support and imperfection, the never-ending pursuit of "primordial hunger", the isolation of the initial barrier, and the outer gods surrounding the Earth, he could not find a suitable opportunity and place to launch the "invasion" symbol, spend enough time to really enter the Earth, and could only give a drop of blood to the Sefirah Castle to reshape his body. Unlike Audrey and Alger, since it was a real body in Sefirah Castle, Luke did not consume Klein's spirituality to maintain the projection. Also, since it was a real body, he could not simply cut off the connection and return like the previous two did if he wanted to leave, but needed to find a way out by himself. At this stage, Klein could not let matter enter and exit Sefirah Castle. On the one hand, he did not know the ritual of pulling the power of Sefirah Castle to take and store it, and on the other hand, the spirituality of ordinary people was not enough to support the ritual. After shaping a healthy, excellent, and satisfactory body, and using up the last power of that drop of blood when he came out of Sefirah Castle, Luke is now an "ordinary person". If there is anything special, considering the problem of language barriers, the main body packed all the languages on Earth into it. This is also the reason why Audrey, Alger and Klein did not feel confused when he spoke just now. He also used the Loen language, and it was a very pure one. In addition, Luke is just an "ordinary person" who cannot be divined, cursed, manipulated, or have his mind tampered with, has the status of an Old One, and has the main body in the starry sky as an external aid. Fortunately, he had lived an ordinary life on a planet similar to Earth before. After awakening the golden finger, he had not had time to enjoy the life of great power before he began to flee non-stop, so it was not so difficult to become an ordinary person again. Lu Ke took a few steps forward, leaned forward, and saw his current appearance through the water on the ground. Black hair, brown eyes, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a well-defined face, deep and bright eyes, a straight nose, slightly thin lips, fair and delicate skin, the whole person looks young and handsome, and below the face is a body that is strong enough, with outstanding specialties, as if it has been trained for a long time. He nodded slightly. After all, it was a body that was molded in a hurry, and it was enough to have such a good appearance.
A gust of cold wind blew, Lu Ke rubbed his hands, and felt the chill slowly penetrate into his body. Tingen is located in the north of the Kingdom of Loen. Although it is close to July, it is still cold in places without sunshine such as early morning or evening, especially when there is no clothes. "I need clothes, food and money, as well as a less abrupt identity, to find a place to settle down, and buy the materials needed for the ceremony..." Lu Ke was thinking about the follow-up actions. Suddenly, a few vague swear words came from the alley entrance, and several footsteps gradually approached. Several drunkards who were laughing, spitting out fragrance, or vomiting and urinating walked into the alley. Most of them were in dirty clothes, with messy beards and stains covering their facial features. Their unkempt faces were full of ruffians. They were obviously the lowest-level gangsters in the city. After meeting Lu Ke's eyes, several of them immediately came towards him aggressively, swearing. There were also a few drunkards whose eyes lit up when they saw Lu Ke, and they looked at his body with a disgusting look. Although there are always a large number of streetwalkers in the streets and alleys, many people at the bottom of the society cannot even afford streetwalkers. Sexual resources are particularly scarce, and it is not uncommon to find the same sex to relieve their sexual desire. Some good-looking men are even more favored by those people. "The public security here is not very good..." Lu Ke muttered softly and went to meet him. ... After a few seconds. Lu Ke let go of the arm that was pinching the last gangster, and let the other party roll his eyes and fall to the ground with a "thump". He glanced indifferently at the gangsters who were beaten and swollen on the ground. As we all know, those whose physical fitness is stretched to the limit of ordinary people are also ordinary people. Not to mention that his memory is still there, and it is no problem for him to deal with some low-sequence extraordinary people, not to mention a few hooligans who have been hollowed out by alcohol and sex and can only bully beggars, women and children together. Luke picked a set of barely clean clothes to change into, and counted his spoils, no, the medical expenses and mental compensation he got after self-defense counterattack. "5 soli 11 pence, a bunch of poor ghosts." He looked at the hooligans lying on the ground and groaning with contempt, and weighed the banknotes in his hand. As a start-up capital, this is not enough, not even enough to buy a formal suit... He raised his leg to leave, and a hooligans who were relatively close to him suddenly knelt and crawled over, enduring the pain and fear, and whispered. "Sir, we have done all this to ourselves. Please have mercy and leave some money, just a few pennies." For the lower class who have no ability to bear risks, it is a terrible thing to lose a job and fail to find one in time, get sick and spend money on treatment, or have a broken capital chain for some other reason. Without money, you can't buy food, and if you don't have enough food, you don't have the strength to work. It's easy to fall from a resident to a refugee, and then you're not far from death. Luke was indifferent to this, but his eyes flickered and he showed a kind smile, "It's not impossible, as long as you introduce me to a few more "friends." "Friends..." The gangster was at a loss for a moment, looked at his companion who was lying on the ground and groaning, and immediately guessed what Luke wanted to do, and he swallowed his saliva. "Okay... okay!"