Chapter: 1963
He intends to make use of it one last time, and pass the bargaining chip given by "Admiral of the Stars" to "Snake of Destiny" Will Auceptin, to see if he will agree.
Normally, he can do this by visiting at home, but when Dr. Allen didn't invite him and he didn't have enough reasons, visiting is not a good choice. It is easy to make people suspect the motive, and he can't tell Dr. Allen, I'm not looking for you, but for the fetus in your wife's womb.
Carefully spreading out the thousand paper cranes, Klein glanced at the pencil writing left behind last time, and intuitively believed that as long as he used an eraser, the paper would definitely be torn.
However, this did not embarrass him, he picked up a black absorbent pen, and wrote words directly on the paper: "The exchange chip has been given over there."
The dark blue and near-black ink is many times more vivid than the pencil mark, so although the two parts of the text overlap completely, it does not affect others' recognition of the top word at all.
There are always more solutions than difficulties... Klein nodded in satisfaction, and folded the spread paper back to the paper crane state along the lines.
This time, he suspected that any further disassembly would cause damage.
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City of Silver, Berg's house.
Since the Tarot Society ended, Derrick seemed to have turned into a stone statue, sitting by the bed, motionless.
It didn't know how long it took before he was "woke up" by the noise from the street outside, but the nightmare-like feeling still enveloped him, making his steps towards the window seem quite heavy.
"God may be dead..." "God may never come back..." Similar thoughts kept echoing in Derrick's mind, brewing uncontrollable despair and pain.
Although when he killed his parents with his own hands, he already doubted whether God would return, whether he would take care of the abandoned people of darkness, and then he wanted to rely on Mister Fool to turn himself into a real "sun" ", to help the residents of the City of Silver get rid of the curse of fate, but the education he received since childhood and the surrounding environment still affect him all the time, making him still look forward to the return of the Creator, and to get a response to the sacrifice and repentance of the City of Silver.
And now, all hope has been destroyed, only the last bit remains, and it may be overwhelmed by darkness at any time.
The City of Silver will continue like this forever, and eventually disappear into the darkness completely. No one will remember that we ever existed and struggled... Derrick cast his eyes out the window and saw many residents of the area he lived gathered together. Spontaneously pray and confess to the Creator of all things.
This is not a ceremony organized by the "Six-member Council", but a tradition that has been formed in the City of Silver for two or three thousand years. If you have good things, you must pray, if you feel emotionally unstable, you must pray, if someone in the family is injured, you must pray, and when a new life is born, you must pray.
Lightning pierced the sky and illuminated the street. Derrick stood in the darkness of the house, staring blankly outside. He didn't move for a long time, but his hands were clenched unconsciously.
When the residents dispersed, he finally looked away, his expression distorted.
Stretching out his hand to touch "Thunder God's Roar", Derrick's eyes gradually became firmer, and he was going to make some friends according to what Mr. "The Hanged Man" said, and help him from the side.
Soon, he became embarrassed again, because he didn't know how to take the initiative to make friends, how to greet others warmly, and find topics to talk about.
This is something against his character.
After thinking about it, Derrick decided to go to the training ground and use fighting methods to re-establish friendship with his original acquaintances. There was a crowd gathering place in the City of Silver, and he often met people he was fairly familiar with.
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It was another late night, and Klein saw the dark and desolate plain and the mysterious and gloomy spire in his dream as he wished.
Passing through one obstacle after another, he arrived at the area where the tarot cards were scattered, and a black baby carriage was already there.
Will Auceptin, who was wrapped in silver silk, asked in a clear voice: "What chips are there?"
This time, you're very active and proactive... Where's your Sequence 1 restraint? However, children are like this, and their mentality is maintained well... Klein chuckled secretly, and said, "Two chips, choose one.
"One is to look at the 'Wheel of Fortune' card once, and the other is to temporarily recover a certain strength during the weak period."
Will Auceptin was silent for a second, then chuckled and said, "That's Bernadette over there.
"My hunch was right, I can get something good this time." JrNovels.com
Normally, he can do this by visiting at home, but when Dr. Allen didn't invite him and he didn't have enough reasons, visiting is not a good choice. It is easy to make people suspect the motive, and he can't tell Dr. Allen, I'm not looking for you, but for the fetus in your wife's womb.
Carefully spreading out the thousand paper cranes, Klein glanced at the pencil writing left behind last time, and intuitively believed that as long as he used an eraser, the paper would definitely be torn.
However, this did not embarrass him, he picked up a black absorbent pen, and wrote words directly on the paper: "The exchange chip has been given over there."
The dark blue and near-black ink is many times more vivid than the pencil mark, so although the two parts of the text overlap completely, it does not affect others' recognition of the top word at all.
There are always more solutions than difficulties... Klein nodded in satisfaction, and folded the spread paper back to the paper crane state along the lines.
This time, he suspected that any further disassembly would cause damage.
����
City of Silver, Berg's house.
Since the Tarot Society ended, Derrick seemed to have turned into a stone statue, sitting by the bed, motionless.
It didn't know how long it took before he was "woke up" by the noise from the street outside, but the nightmare-like feeling still enveloped him, making his steps towards the window seem quite heavy.
"God may be dead..." "God may never come back..." Similar thoughts kept echoing in Derrick's mind, brewing uncontrollable despair and pain.
Although when he killed his parents with his own hands, he already doubted whether God would return, whether he would take care of the abandoned people of darkness, and then he wanted to rely on Mister Fool to turn himself into a real "sun" ", to help the residents of the City of Silver get rid of the curse of fate, but the education he received since childhood and the surrounding environment still affect him all the time, making him still look forward to the return of the Creator, and to get a response to the sacrifice and repentance of the City of Silver.
And now, all hope has been destroyed, only the last bit remains, and it may be overwhelmed by darkness at any time.
The City of Silver will continue like this forever, and eventually disappear into the darkness completely. No one will remember that we ever existed and struggled... Derrick cast his eyes out the window and saw many residents of the area he lived gathered together. Spontaneously pray and confess to the Creator of all things.
This is not a ceremony organized by the "Six-member Council", but a tradition that has been formed in the City of Silver for two or three thousand years. If you have good things, you must pray, if you feel emotionally unstable, you must pray, if someone in the family is injured, you must pray, and when a new life is born, you must pray.
Lightning pierced the sky and illuminated the street. Derrick stood in the darkness of the house, staring blankly outside. He didn't move for a long time, but his hands were clenched unconsciously.
When the residents dispersed, he finally looked away, his expression distorted.
Stretching out his hand to touch "Thunder God's Roar", Derrick's eyes gradually became firmer, and he was going to make some friends according to what Mr. "The Hanged Man" said, and help him from the side.
Soon, he became embarrassed again, because he didn't know how to take the initiative to make friends, how to greet others warmly, and find topics to talk about.
This is something against his character.
After thinking about it, Derrick decided to go to the training ground and use fighting methods to re-establish friendship with his original acquaintances. There was a crowd gathering place in the City of Silver, and he often met people he was fairly familiar with.
����
It was another late night, and Klein saw the dark and desolate plain and the mysterious and gloomy spire in his dream as he wished.
Passing through one obstacle after another, he arrived at the area where the tarot cards were scattered, and a black baby carriage was already there.
Will Auceptin, who was wrapped in silver silk, asked in a clear voice: "What chips are there?"
This time, you're very active and proactive... Where's your Sequence 1 restraint? However, children are like this, and their mentality is maintained well... Klein chuckled secretly, and said, "Two chips, choose one.
"One is to look at the 'Wheel of Fortune' card once, and the other is to temporarily recover a certain strength during the weak period."
Will Auceptin was silent for a second, then chuckled and said, "That's Bernadette over there.
"My hunch was right, I can get something good this time." JrNovels.com
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