Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

The night cover hidden on the illusory blue-black door was so exciting that Klein fell in love with it at the first moment and reached out his hand to tear it off.

And the closer he gets to the night, the more Klein is unable to resist the cohesive force naturally emitted by his body and wants to become one with the night.

Buzz!

The dream crystal ball placed on the long bronze table, the "Dream Card" thrown by Klein in the pile of debris, and the dream badge on the surface of the "Utopia" book...

These things that were related to the "Supreme Dream" were trembling slightly at this moment, and strands of dreamy phosphorescence splashed out. These dreamy phosphorescence did not do anything to fight against the gray fog, but instead aroused the power of the same source.

That is the dreamy phosphorescence in Klein's body.

At this moment, the dreamy phosphorescence in Klein's body suddenly burst out and went directly to his head. A magnificent light overflowed from his eyes, making his consciousness clear.

"Damn it!" Klein stopped his hand in panic and jumped back to the long bronze table. The reason why he did not return to the real world immediately was because the gray mist was already deeply bound to him, and he could not escape. Might as well seize the time to confirm the situation.

Klein stretched out his hand to summon the "Poseidon's Scepter" and the "Book of Natural Disasters", and placed the dream crystal ball in front of him.

He tried to mobilize the power of gray mist and found that he still had corresponding control, which made him feel a little relieved.

"Throw a thunder ball first!" Klein raised his scepter, activated the power of the "Book of Natural Disasters", and threw a terrifying thunder ball above the gray fog.

The blazing white electric snake instantly covered the entire gray fog, trying to strike at the light door, but the light door seemed to be in another world and was simply out of reach.

Similarly, no lightning can fall into the night.

"I am the only one who can touch them..." Klein was surprised. Except for himself, no other things or attacks can touch there.

"My time travel is related to this gray fog. What happened just now controlled me and made me come into contact with that night. What would happen if I really lifted it off?"

Klein recalled that state with horror. He seemed to be blinded by lard, lost his mind, and truly became a "fool".

"Will I be replaced by someone? Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun?!"

Klein suddenly had the urge to never set foot on the gray fog again. If he could, he would "throw away" the gray fog.

It's just that... without even trying, he already felt that there was a deep binding between himself and the gray mist, and he couldn't untie this binding at all.

"And..." Klein felt that the adapter was breaking out in cold sweat, "I can't let go of the gray mist now."

The pile of debris can be moved, but the Tarot Club cannot!

Disband the Tarot Club? Impossible, the fates of the members of the Tarot Society have been firmly bound together by the gray mist.

Always stuck in sequence five? Not to become a demigod, take that step?

no! Behind that door lies the secret of his own journey. Although life in this world is good, even if there is a one-in-10,000 chance, Klein wants to try to go home.

"The secret of time travel..."

This is something that many fellow villagers are looking for, but everyone is confused and can't find any clues. Now that Klein has encountered it, he will never give up.

"I don't know if the fellows' time travel has something to do with the gray fog..." Klein vaguely had an answer. The fellows all traveled through time at about the same time, so it's very likely that it has something to do with the gray fog!

And there are various practical factors...

"It turns out that I couldn't help myself." Klein was silent for a while, and a slightly bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This is something he can't escape.

"We can only go on. It is the stupidest thing to rest on one's own laurels."

Apart from anything else, he can't even reach the level of a demigod. If the night sky hanging on the blue-black light door falls one day, he won't even have the qualifications to resist.

"That's all we can do for the time being." Klein sighed softly, put all the things in his hands back into the garbage pile, and returned to reality.

"Sleep! I hope I can forget all my worries when I wake up tomorrow."

Klein fell asleep with delusions, oh no! He also needs to work in the fantasy world to punt boats. Well, I don’t know if he can modify his job with the authority of the fantasy world, such as becoming the mayor of "Utopia" or something...

Buzz!

When Klein entered the illusion world and had such thoughts, he was immediately transported to the abyss of the illusion world full of filthy and dark thoughts.

"Is it really possible?" Klein blinked and followed his induction into a small town.

The tone of this town is gloomy, and the weather outside the town is even more unpredictable. Standing on the edge of the boundary, Klein is sure that this town is shrouded in endless storms - this is the same as the utopia he set.

"Ah! What a bad weather!" Klein suddenly heard complaints. A boy crossed the line and came to this gloomy town.

"Hello, my name is Jack. I got lost in the storm and came here. Where is this place?" Jack saw Klein and waved to him and asked.

Klein looked at Jack with a strange expression on his face, so much so that he forgot to answer.

How many writers can have such a face-to-face conversation with their protagonists?

Klein did it.

This Jack is the protagonist in the initial story of the "Utopia" series.

"Hello?" Jack asked again.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Klein came back to his senses, "This is Utopia, an ancient and mysterious city."

This is also Klein’s setting for Utopia.

"Utopia? I've never heard of it!" Jack scratched his head in distress, lying down in the rain with his wet hair.

"Then I'll take you to the hotel in the town." Klein's face gradually calmed down, preparing to be the guide of his own story.

"Okay, thank you sir!"

Klein led Jack to the small town hotel, where he met a couple and a boss.

"Hello, Mayor!" When these people saw Klein, they all stood up and said hello.

Um! Klein nodded slightly, causing Jack to be surprised, "Sir, are you the mayor of this town?"

Klein's expression remained as normal. He knew his fantasy had come true when he set foot on this land.

This small town runs entirely with everything he constructed and set, whether it's characters, architecture, or destiny.

Here he has absolute authority and can make his ideas a reality in this town.

Of course, this is not without cost. Just as Klein guessed before, he needs to solve the problem here while enjoying his authority.