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Leyton felt that his understanding of knowledge had changed somewhat; it was no longer the casual attitude he once held.
Whether it was acquiring knowledge or spreading it, there should be a process, and both required harvest and pay.
My previous approach was closer to the Hidden Sage, instinctively wanting to spread knowledge and directly gather knowledge I hadn't yet mastered.
As he pondered, the overlapping light and shadows around him receded, and Leyton's vision returned to the somewhat dim interior of the warehouse.
Outside the warehouse, a cold wind suddenly swept through the ventilation window above the wall, bringing threads of chill into the warehouse.
A slightly cool and empty feeling made Leyton instinctively look down, only to see that apart from the sage's robe, he had no other fabric on his body.
He uncomfortably wrapped the black robe draped over him tighter.
"The casualty rate for clothes is a bit high.
I can't possibly specialize in creating a Mystical Item just for clothing, can I?"
After sighing, he casually reached out his hand, conjuring an illusory hat from thin air and placing it on his head.
His figure then vanished, concealing all traces.
"I'm leaving first; you should also return to the Golden Dream."
As a somewhat ethereal voice faded, the Prophet Clone could no longer detect anyone else in the surroundings.
"Avatars are indeed the most convenient tools."
He sighed to himself, feeling quite speechless, then summoned several invisible giant hands to clean up the ritual remnants around him.
After cleaning the warehouse, he looked around, then pressed his hand virtually in mid-air, slightly turning his wrist.
With a flicker of light blue, a Door connecting to the Spirit World was opened by him.
He curled his lips, stepped inside, and a wave-like light blue spread, restoring peace to the warehouse.
On Monday morning, in the Spirit World area corresponding to Bayam, Leyton's figure lingered.
After a night of rest, he had adjusted his state and returned to Bayam.
Upon arriving here, his intuition had been subtly foreboding, as if he would encounter a powerful blow the moment he left the Spirit World and descended into the real Bayam.
Gazing at the real world beyond the Spirit World, his eyes suddenly deepened, like the sea before a storm, losing focus and becoming a vast expanse.
Through his ability to prophesy, he saw what he might encounter after leaving the Spirit World and descending into Bayam: the Darkness that made one want to fall into slumber and the all-encompassing silvery lightning.
Does the Church of the Lord of Storms have a Sealed Artifact similar to Arrodes that can directly lock onto me within a certain range?
With a slight sigh, Leyton decided to change and conceal his appearance and aura.
His gaze swept casually, and through the Spirit World, he happened to see an inconspicuous folk herbal shop, a chubby owl, and a chubby Beast Tamer.
Dakewell?
He doesn't look too good, but there's no trace of his fate being disturbed.
Has he not gotten that probability dice yet? But it should be soon.
The moment the thought arose, a strong sense of danger instantly rang out.
Without thinking, Leyton immediately reached out and grasped an invisible layer of something from the void in front of him, covering himself with it, transforming himself into a non-existent state.
With his other hand, he took out an illusory hat, concealing his figure.
As soon as his actions were complete, he saw a pitch-black crow flying through the area he had just been observing.
This crow also had a ring of white eyeshadow around its right eye.
Amon… His avatars are truly everywhere.
Appearing suddenly in the Rorsted Archipelago, did He detect something, or did He foresee something?
"Guys who control the domain of fate are truly troublesome.
Any unusual changes, and they always detect the problem immediately."
Muttering a complaint to himself, he casually took out a piece of letter paper, using the powdered materials he carried with him instead of ink and pen, and left a line of text on the letter paper through a spell.
He casually created specks of starlight, wrapping the letter paper in his hand and sending it flying to other areas of the Spirit World, then darting into reality.
Inside a hotel in Bayam's Dock District.
Danitz was lying on an armchair, looking utterly resigned, still muttering:
"When can I return to the Golden Dream?"
"Many of the ships traveling to and from Bayam have been suspended these past two days.
If this continues, I'll really become Gehrman Sparrow's personal attendant."
Bugs Bunny lay on the nearby sofa, leisurely eating fruit.
It had already learned the news of Leyton's rescue from Klein.
It deliberately mumbled in Danitz's direction, just loud enough for him to hear, as if showing off:
"Hmm, a rabbit's life without worries is truly wonderful!"
This damned fat rabbit!
When I return to the Golden Dream, I'm going to invite everyone on the ship to have a rabbit meat feast with me.
Danitz closed his eyes in exasperation; he was afraid that seeing Bugs Bunny's arrogant demeanor would make him unable to resist setting the rabbit's fur on fire.
His spiritual intuition was suddenly triggered.
Before he could even open his eyes, a light yellow piece of paper had already stuck to his face.
"Wh-what is it?"
He straightened his back in a panic, leaping up from the armchair.
Bugs Bunny also noticed the change, looking over curiously, and saw a familiar light yellow piece of paper floating onto Danitz's face.
"Boss's letter!"
It exclaimed, leaping directly from the sofa onto Danitz's body.
The latter stumbled, bumping into the glass window in front of him, making the window emit a thudding sound.
Danitz took two steps back, one hand pulling off the letter paper covering his face, the other rubbing his nose.
Damn rabbit, if it weren't for the body control brought by the Hunter potion, I would have been directly knocked through the glass and fallen out the window by it.
He gritted his teeth, but in the end, he couldn't resist the urge to curse Bugs Bunny.
Before he could even open his mouth, the letter paper in his hand had already been snatched by Bugs Bunny, who then jumped off him and returned to the sofa.
It unfolded the letter paper in front of it, one paw rubbing its chin, looking like it was seriously reading the letter.
This dead fat rabbit, so fond of studying, might as well take it to the Golden Dream and let it suffer through daily morning classes… Danitz curled his lips in disdain, still glaring angrily at Bugs Bunny.
A moment later, Bugs Bunny handed the letter paper to Danitz and said:
"Hmm, Boss wants you to buy any ship ticket, and once you leave the sea area near Bayam, he'll appear and send you back to the Golden Dream."
"Why not just come directly?"
Danitz subconsciously repeated.
"I don't know, Boss didn't say, but Boss wants you to bring me along."
Bugs Bunny grinned at Danitz, pulling out a smile that showed its two large front teeth.
Danitz's movement to take the letter paper paused, and his good mood, which had been about returning to the Golden Dream, was instantly ruined.
In the afternoon, at a dock in Bayam.
Danitz, carrying one large and one small suitcase, queued up to board the passenger ship.
This was the fastest departing passenger ship he could get a ticket for that afternoon, heading to Tia Tiwa Island, the westernmost island of the Rorsted Archipelago.
These sons of bitches, they all chose the cheapest cabins and were so quick about it!
Now I can only buy a first-class cabin.
I just wanted to stay on the ship for a while!
Danitz felt his heart bleeding.
This vacation, not only did he gain nothing, but he also lost a lot of money because of Gehrman Sparrow.
The only gain is probably that my bounty has increased quite a bit.
This dog-shit life, thankfully I'm returning to the Golden Dream soon, and I won't have to see that crazy guy again… Also, this damned fat rabbit, why is it so heavy?
Is the flesh on its body poured with molten iron?
Danitz expressionlessly swapped the positions of the suitcases in his two hands, while stretching his somewhat sore right hand.
As the crowded people moved forward, he finally managed to board the passenger ship and, led by a waiter, found his room.
He impatiently pushed open the door, put down the two suitcases in his hands, then turned and closed the door.
"Let me out quickly; it's suffocating in here."
Bugs Bunny's voice came from the slightly larger suitcase.
Danitz curled his lips, deliberately slowing his movements.
Only after Bugs Bunny impatiently thumped the suitcase several times did he open it.
As soon as the suitcase was opened, a gray figure darted out, pushed off Danitz's body with a kick, then leaped onto the single sofa placed against the wall.
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