Putting down the pocket watch, he couldn't hold it any longer because his head was throbbing with pain. He sat down on the chair, lowered his head, and massaged both temples with the thumb and middle finger of his left hand.

After a long time, he sighed suddenly, and said in Chinese: "It seems that I won't be able to go back in a short time..."

Only those who are ignorant can be fearless. After seeing such a miraculous thing, knowing the extraordinary domain and the mysterious world, Zhou Mingrui dared not recklessly try the "transfer ritual" in ancient Fusac and Loen!

The ghost knows if there will be another situation, maybe even more weird, more terrifying, and even make life worse than death!

"At least you can only try it after you have a deep grasp of occultism." Zhou Mingrui thought helplessly.

Fortunately, the so-called "party" can help itself.

There was another silence, and he said to himself with frustration, loss, pain, and melancholy: "From now on, I am Klein."

...

Klein tried his best to turn his thoughts back to the method and plan, in order to resolve the negative emotions in his heart.

Next week, I might be able to hear the recipe for the magic potion "Audience"...

The "gathering" just now was really amazing. People in different parts of the world turned thousands of miles into close distances, communicating face to face, exchanging needs, uh, this sounds a bit familiar...

Klein was stunned for a few seconds, then burst out laughing. While pressing his temples, he said in a low voice, "Learn about online dating platforms?"

Woo!

The wind was howling, the rain was pouring, and the three-masted sailboat was undulating among the wave "peaks" one after another, like a toy thrown and caught by a giant, caught and thrown away.

The crimson in Alger Wilson's eyes faded, and he found that he was still standing on the deck, no different from before.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the strangely shaped glass bottle in his hand shatter with a snap, and the frost and snow melted into water and merged into raindrops.

In just two or three seconds, this ancient wonder completely lost all traces of its existence.

A hexagonal crystal snowflake appeared in Alger's palm, and then quickly faded until it disappeared, as if shrinking into the flesh and blood.

Alger nodded invisibly as if he was thinking about something, and remained silent for a full five minutes.

He turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cabin. Just as he was about to enter, he met a man who was also wearing a robe embroidered with lightning patterns.

The man with soft yellow hair stopped, looked at Alger, stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist on his chest and said, "The storm is with you."

"The storm is with you." Alger clenched his right fist and punched his left chest without any extra emotion on his rough and profound face.

After saluting each other, Alger entered the cabin and walked along the aisle to the captain's cabin in the distance.

Along the way, he didn't meet any sailors or crew members, and the place was as quiet as the inside of a tomb.

The door of the captain's cabin opened, and a soft and thick dark brown carpet appeared in front of his eyes. There were bookshelves and wine cabinets on both sides. Books with yellowish covers and bottles of dark red wine flickered under the light of candles. Unusual luster.

On the desk with the candles was a bottle of ink, a quill, a black metal telescope, and a brass sextant.

Behind the desk, a middle-aged man with a pale face wearing a skull captain's cap watched Alger approach step by step, gritted his teeth angrily and said, "I won't give in!"

"I believe you can do it." Alger calmly said that the weather is not very good today.

"You..." The middle-aged man froze for a moment, as if he hadn't expected such an answer.

At this moment, Argel's body bowed slightly, and he suddenly rushed forward, instantly closing the distance between the two of them until only the desk remained. JrNovels.com