The light piercing through the glass illuminated the guardhouse outside the armory. Old Neil finished reading the newspaper, took a sip of coffee, and looked up at Klein, saying:
"How are you feeling now? Have you calmed down? Or do you need a drink, an advance salary, or a day of leisure vacation?"
At this moment, Klein, who had completely digested the "Diviner" potion, was trying to use meditation to change the "switch" of his clairvoyance, making it less conspicuous.
Now, he no longer relied on stimulating specific areas to activate his clairvoyance, so he could achieve the goal in a more covert way, such as quickly pressing the joints of the middle and index fingers once with the thumb, or gently tapping the left teeth twice.
Considering that he had to hold a gun in one hand and a staff in the other while using clairvoyance, Klein finally chose to tap the teeth. Left side open, right side closed.
Constantly hinting, after making the change, he opened his eyes and smiled:
"I was just too focused on the actions of the captain and his team, and I didn't need to calm my emotions."
Meanwhile, his left teeth tapped twice, attempting to activate his clairvoyance to quickly familiarize himself with this method.
Cough, cough, cough! Old Neil suddenly had a severe cough, his face turning red, like a cooked lobster.
"What's wrong?" Klein was stunned for a moment, asking concernedly.
He carefully examined Old Neil's aura and found that the color of his health was still normal, just a little weakened due to age.
Old Neil coughed for another dozen seconds before calming down. He reached out to pick up the coffee and slowly took a sip, saying: "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Cough, I was just choked by my own saliva... Shall we start today's mysticism course?"
"OK," the right teeth of Klein tapped almost silently twice.
Being a week or two ahead of schedule in digesting the "Diviner" potion made him both happy and troubled. The happiness was obvious; getting rid of the potential danger of being out of control, getting promoted, and mastering more extraordinary abilities were things that would make anyone feel happy and excited. The trouble was that it disrupted his schedule and plans.
Considering that he would have to stay in the Night Team in Tingen for a long time, Klein thought that quietly becoming "The Clown" was not a good choice. It would constantly worry about exposure, and in tasks that required cooperation, he would not dare to use the corresponding abilities, putting himself in greater danger.
His plan was to imitate "The Seer" Daley, submit a special application to the higher-ups, exchange his accumulated achievements for the formula and extraordinary materials as a reward, and openly become a Night Watcher of Sequence 8.
But there was a fundamental difference between "Mastering the Diviner" for one month and "Mastering the Diviner" for one year. Klein could tolerate the attention from the Church to a certain extent and was willing to be a key training target, but he definitely did not want to attract the high suspicion of the upper echelons. He had to find a convincing reason for his state.
His original plan was to seize the time when the "Diviner" potion was not yet fully digested, gradually making some preparations with the captain, such as mentioning that every time he went to the Divination Club, he felt a lively spiritual energy, pretending to casually describe the "Diviner's Code of Conduct" summarized from each time he helped people with divinations, or saying in advance that there had been basically no more cases of hearing inappropriate sounds or seeing inappropriate things recently.
In this way, the Night Watcher hierarchy would think that he unconsciously imitated Daley and did it more thoroughly.
This would make them focus on summarizing patterns and exploring the "Role-playing Method", greatly reducing suspicion of Klein, and conducting only routine reviews.
Well, this could also remind the captain and help him discover the "Role-playing Method"... Klein silently added to himself, for him, Dunn Smith was a very good captain, except for his poor memory, he had no major flaws, so he hoped to reduce the potential danger of his out-of-control state and make him stronger. Of course, Klein could have chosen to wait a year before submitting the special application. That would have meant no risk at all, but the consecutive coincidences and the red chimney seen in the dream divination made him have to upgrade himself as soon as possible.
"Next, spend two weeks making three to four preparations at the captain's place, and then formally submit the application... At the same time, you can also go to the underground trading market to see if there are any extraordinary materials... It should be very expensive..." Klein quickly made a decision and redirected his attention to the mysticism course.
Time passed minute by minute, and the beautiful lunchtime slowly arrived. Old Neil finished his cup of coffee, tidied up the sundries on the table, and smiled as he said:
"Your mysticism course is coming to an end. Judging from the attempt just now, you can make your own charm now."
"This is exactly what I have planned for the next few days," Klein sighed contentedly.
The charm is different from the amulets he made for his brother Benson and sister Melissa. It must be engraved with the aid of rituals and has certain special abilities, which can be used in intense battles.
However, low-grade charms are not all-powerful. The spirituality they possess will gradually decline, and they must be "re-made" every two weeks. Moreover, specific incantations are required to activate them, and they cannot be used immediately if you want to.
In addition, the charms that the night watchmen can master are limited to the "domain" of the Night Goddess. The ones Klein can currently make are only three: the "sleeping charm", which has an effect similar to the chanting that Dunn Smith and Leonard Mitchell used to calm people and make them fall asleep; the "reverie charm", which can soothe ghosts, shadows, zombies and water ghosts, and to some extent, deal with evil spirits and demons; and the "dream charm", which can help the practitioner enter the target's dream.
These effects repeat with the "midnight poet" and "nightmare" abilities of the "asleeper" sequence. So Dunn and Leonard hardly use charms, but "fetcher" Fry, "asleeper" Loa Yu and Cohen Liang will carry one or two with them. However, they are rarely useful and they have to go to Old Neil for "recharging" from time to time.
At this moment, Old Neil glanced at Klein and smiled:
"I remember that because you practiced too frequently this month, your material quota has run out. Do you plan to go to the underground trading market?"
Klein was stunned for a moment, then nodded sympathetically:
"Yes."
He knew the prices of those materials very well. He just hoped to succeed once and not waste anything...
After taking on the task of delivering lunch to the underground, Klein put on his coat, put on his hat, held his walking stick, and returned to the Black Thorn Security Company on the second floor.
When he passed by the entertainment room, he saw that Leonard and others had returned and were having a meal.
Ding ding ding! He knocked on the door of the captain's office.
"Come in," Old Dunn's deep voice came through.
Klein pushed the door open, took off his hat, and said:
"Captain, have you caught 'Instigator' Tris?"
Dunn pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head tiredly, "We didn't find her at the Tinggen Station, but according to the telegram sent by Beckland, a passenger in the first-class carriage of the earliest train saw her. Unfortunately, she got off halfway."
"That's a pity," Klein sighed with anticipation, "Divination is not omnipotent..."
Dunn's gray eyes swept over and said:
"You don't need to be depressed. Sequence 7 extraordinary beings are not so easy to catch. At least we disrupted Tris' evil ritual, saved at least forty innocent lives, and we also have her current situation, preventing her from being able to commit crimes as before anymore."
"If she wants to do something like that again, she will be noticed, discovered, reported, and sooner or later, caught by us night watchmen, or the punisher, or the mechanical heart. Of course, it's more likely to be killed."
"Hopefully so. May the goddess bless you." Klein drew a crimson moon on his chest.
Then, he paused for a moment and carefully chose his words:
"Captain, I haven't heard the inappropriate sounds or seen the inappropriate things for over a week. And this is even when I often meditate and use clairvoyance."
"Huh?" Dunn frowned in confusion.
Klein immediately added:
"I feel that I'm getting closer to mastering the 'Diviner's' potion. And this might be related to my frequent visits to the divination club to help people with their divinations." "... "Why do you have such an idea?" Dunn changed his sitting position and showed a puzzled expression.
Klein deliberately answered in a slurred manner: "Every time I go, every time I visit the divination club, I feel the spirituality becoming more lively. And every time I help someone with divination, my body, mind and soul also become much more relaxed. I have also summarized a set of things, well, a set of 'divinationist's code of conduct', and strictly abide by it. Just like a spy's 'do whatever you want, but don't cause harm', ha, I got the inspiration from this saying and tried to, imitate, to formulate the code of conduct for divinationists."
"I think this might be an effective way to help extraordinary people master the potion quickly and reduce the risk of losing control, just like Ms. Daley. She has been doing 'psychic' work."
Dunn didn't know when he took out his pipe and gently sniffed it at the tip of his nose. He seemed to have forgotten Klein and thought for several minutes before speaking:
"A good guess, an interesting attempt..."
Klein's purpose for this time was just to nod and make a preliminary statement, so he didn't say more and instead said half-jokingly and half-as-a-warning: "Perhaps I will become the fastest member in the history of night watchmen to master Sequence 9 potion."
"May the goddess bless you." Dunn smiled and gave a half-serious blessing, then immediately fell into thinking again.
Seeing this, Klein stood up and said goodbye, leaving the captain's office.
While helping to close the door, he suddenly thought of another problem, that is, how to play the role of "clown"!
Won't I be forced to join the circus? And there is no fixed circus in Tinggen City, they are all on tour... Klein's expression turned sour at once.
Being a divinationist is still somewhat prestigious, even if I bump into acquaintances, I can hold my head high. But if I become a "clown", there is no dignity at all!
Perhaps, perhaps there are other ways to play the role, when the stone slab was revealed, there was no circus, no clown... Forget it, there are still two or three weeks before I get the opportunity to be promoted, I won't rush to consider this problem... Klein walked away from the reception hall sofa area, towards Rosan, Mrs. Oliona, Bright and others, towards his own and Old Neil's lunch.