In addition, according to the statement of the "psychiatrist" who was released in "Squirming Hunger", Klein has always suspected that there are tasks or characters related to "Psychological Alchemist" in Tuscat Island.

Coupled with the fact that spiritual hints and manipulation at the spiritual level are quite consistent with the characteristics of the "audience" pathway, Klein also thought that the "manipulator" probably belonged to the "audience" and the "dragon", and the outline of the matter became clearer: The "Psychological Alchemy Association" does have an important stronghold in Tuscat Island, and dispatched a demigod guard of bit sequence 4. This demigod influenced some pirates and made them unconsciously help him with some things, and these pirates last night Unfortunately, I became a sponsor of Anderson Hood, so the real investor came to the door this morning!

Controlling his own expression, Klein looked at Anderson and said indifferently, "It should be one or several pirates who were behind the secret demigod on this island last night.

"Do you think the kind of thing just now can be done by a mid-sequence Extraordinary?"

"It can't be so unlucky..." Anderson's voice became smaller and smaller, and he turned to muttering, "Sure enough, those guys just now were controlled and innocent people. It's a good thing I didn't fight back, otherwise it would be a shocking murder The main culprit, the reward order is on! At that time, the trouble will be big, and I can only become a pirate."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched slightly and said, "If the person who was controlled just now was a pirate with extraordinary abilities, or a substitute or pastor of the Church of Storms, how would things develop?"

"I'm already dead." Anderson spread his hands, and then said with some understanding, "You mean, he didn't intend to kill me, it was just a warning?"

Klein nodded seriously and said, "So, you still have a chance.

"Well, go and apologize."

Go see what that demigod wants to do.

"Apologize?" Anderson wrinkled his face and said in embarrassment, "In the Misty Sea, my reputation is still very loud."

Klein didn't say anything, stood up straight, patted his coat, and prepared to leave.

At this time, Anderson jumped out, rushed ahead of him, came to the stairs, and shouted: "I'm sorry! I was wrong!

"Anything can be discussed!"

After a second pause, he repeated: "Sorry! I was wrong!

"Anything can be discussed!"

Clap clap! There was slow applause on the first floor, and a figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

With the sound of light footsteps, the figure gradually walked around the corner, but Klein instinctively and subconsciously moved his eyes away, as if he didn't want to know what the visitor looked like.

In addition, he found that he didn't raise his arm at all, aiming at the gun, as if he had been hinted, and lost the idea of ????resistance.

This is scary... Well, it's not face-to-face hypnosis, so I can detect it, but if it is directly targeted, the result is unbelievable... I will be affected now. According to Miss "Justice", it is the other party through the collective subconscious The sea quietly came to my island of consciousness, and I made a certain degree of operation? Klein was in a daze, and suddenly had the urge to leave here and return to the room.

Is this the silent "command" given by this demigod? Klein roughly understood that the other party wanted to communicate with Anderson alone, so he didn't resist, walked out of the stairs, and entered his own room all the way.

Less than five minutes later, Anderson knocked on his door with a pained expression on his face.

"Done?" Klein asked casually.

Anderson nodded heavily: "Phew...yes, he asked me to do one thing for him, and what it is, I can't tell others."

"Do you remember what he looked like?" Klein asked deliberately.

Anderson thought carefully, and suddenly frowned: "I don't remember..."

Sure enough... You said that it's not worth it to provoke a demigod just for 1600 pounds... Klein sighed secretly, then asked, "Can I leave tomorrow?"

"Okay, there's no rush for that matter, let's solve the problem of bad luck first." Anderson replied without hesitation.

Klein didn't say any more, and pointed to the floor: "Are you still going to breakfast?"

Anderson was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course! JrNovels.com