"Show-off..." Roger's mouth twitched.
I got certification from the King of Angels? Clearly I just wanted to survive...
Amon's heart was also somewhat conflicted. When he looked at Roger, his heart clearly rippled with a trace of spiritual warning. A Sequence 9 small fry making a King of Angels sense danger? This was very unusual.
He thought for a moment and decided to temporarily spare the young man before him. "However, I do indeed need an Abraham family apprentice to stay alive."
Hearing this, Roger breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he used Yog-Sothoth's space-time power to gradually reset himself to the state of being an "Apprentice" Beyonder. Since this extraordinary characteristic was one he had already digested once, there was no need for auxiliary material preparation and meditation accommodation processes.
As a high-position holder of the three coward families' pathways, Amon naturally sensed his change and nodded satisfactorily. "I have a task for you."
"Big brother, please give orders freely," Roger nodded, his attitude respectful.
"You go to Tingen City to find lodging and incidentally monitor the local 'Aurora Order' branch."
"Yes, big brother. No problem, big brother."
Roger nodded repeatedly on the surface, but internally cursed continuously. Those guys who worshipped the "True Creator" could be said to be crazier than the last. Even in the later period when Adam integrated the "Hanged Man" pathway's authority and reshuffled the Aurora Order, those divine envoys were still in a crazed state.
At the current juncture, the Aurora Order was still a genuine evil organization and social destabilizing factor. They even made others pregnant with the True Creator's divine son through that bastard Lanevus, almost destroying all of Tingen.
That incident directly led to the deaths of Nighthawks members including Captain Dunn Smith and Klein. Having Sequence 9 him get involved with these lunatics—whether he could survive was questionable.
Although he didn't know if Amon did it intentionally, Roger didn't mind going to Tingen. As an old fan of the mysterious world, he very much wanted to make contact with Klein Moretti.
Klein at this time should have just gotten involved in the Antigonus family notebook incident not long ago and had not yet become a Beyonder. Roger looked forward to what kind of reaction the other party would have if he intentionally or unintentionally revealed his transmigrator identity.
"By the way, why don't you leave me an ancestral Worm of Time so I can contact you if there are new situations?" he spoke obsequiously.
Amon was slightly stunned again, then shook his head. This guy was shameless enough already, and now he was actually asking for Worms of Time? Did he really think angel-level things were cookies that could be given on request?
"There's no need. You can contact me at this address when the time comes."
Amon left an address in Tingen City, then seemed to not want to talk with him anymore and turned to disappear.
Roger breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't think Amon needed to leave a Worm of Time for him—someone who couldn't be assimilated—he was afraid the other party would suddenly think of leaving an eye on him. Although he could dispose of that worm after three days, doing so would undoubtedly attract Amon's attention.
So it was better to take the initiative to ask. According to Amon's personality, it would instead be "contrary to expectations."
Right now, the three minutes were just up. Roger's "Apprentice" extraordinary characteristics quickly faded and fell to the ground, wriggling slightly toward the other Abraham family members.
Roger's heart moved as he took containers to collect the extraordinary characteristics that had precipitated from himself and others. Regarding why the Abraham family became like this, Roger had his own speculation.
Most likely, when Ghroth's split extraordinary characteristics came to Earth, their inherent noisy properties more or less affected the state of the Fallen Mother Goddess in the starry sky, thus intensifying the madness level of "Door" gentleman's ravings and causing mass deaths among his descendants.
Although he inherited the original body's memories, he didn't have deep feelings for the Abraham family members. But as rare loyal martyrs among the mysterious world's great families, Roger still held great respect for them.
So he would preserve these extraordinary characteristics to see if there were proper uses for them in the future. Of course, if he was short of money, he wouldn't mind selling some of them. Loyalty was precious, but survival was more valuable. Keeping the green mountains meant not worrying about firewood. Only by filling one's stomach first could one talk about dreams.
However, there was still an urgent matter at hand—preparing the Sequence 9 "Show-off" potion and consuming it to become a Beyonder!
He quickly walked to the family's potion preparation room, picked up a beaker, and took pure water, autumn crocus essence, deep-grooved walnut, and other auxiliary materials, adding them in sequence and beginning to heat.
Finally, Roger grabbed and released with one hand in the air, and a semi-transparent reddish object was thrown into the beaker. The originally clear liquid immediately became like red-hot iron rust rolling about, emanating an indescribable sense of loneliness.
Roger knew this was the sign that the potion was completed. He turned off the fire, poured the viscous liquid into an opaque cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
The potion carrying the scent of iron rust and a slight burning sensation quickly slid into his stomach. Roger was immediately covered by a sense of ignorance, chaos, and dark loneliness. He hurriedly closed his eyes and began using meditation to stabilize his spirit.
After about ten minutes, he felt his spirit beginning to stabilize and opened his eyes. Roger's expression mixed surprise and nervousness.
The surprise was because he had earlier received certification from the King of Angels as a "Show-off," and this potion was mostly digested the moment it went down his throat. This also made Roger understand that what had appeared before him should be one of Amon's avatars no higher than mid-sequence, not his main body. Otherwise, the "Show-off" potion should have been completely digested immediately, rather than still having a small portion remaining.
He also summarized a core acting rule for "Show-off": True conspicuousness comes from the contrast between one's own behavioral principles and others' expectations, not from deliberately wanting to attract attention.
Roger's nervousness stemmed from the fact that—whether it was an illusion or not—when he consumed the potion, he seemed to feel a large amount of malice from the starry sky...
Thinking of this, Roger quickly shook his head, driving away this unrealistic thought. After all, he was just a Sequence 9 small fry who wouldn't attract the attention of any big shots from the astral realm. Besides, the problems between Them and Ghroth before—what did that have to do with the current Roger Abraham?
He nodded and began to feel his abilities. The "Show-off's" abilities mainly had three aspects.
First was strengthening spirituality and mental resistance, granting him certain divination and astrology abilities and the ability to learn ritual magic, with the side effect being a high probability of not receiving responses from ritual prayer targets.
Second was the "troublemaker" ability. Roger not only easily attracted others' attention passively but could also actively disturb the emotions of no more than 10 ordinary people or 3 Beyonders of the same level, making them become irritable or briefly lose rational thinking ability and be unable to sleep for a period of time.
The third point was opposite to the second. Roger gained natural anti-divination properties—as long as Beyonders no higher than Sequence 8 performed divination on him, there was a high probability of returning confused or invalid information.
"I really am an unloved show-off," Roger sighed lightly. Things had come to this point, and he could only walk this path to the end.
After testing his various abilities and scrounging up everything scroungeable from within the family, Roger set off overnight to catch the train to Tingen. To avoid being particularly noticed by thieves and train police, he specifically bought a first-class ticket so he could have private space and get good sleep.
The family estate wasn't far from Ahowa County. The next morning, Roger arrived at Tingen City station. Using his memories related to the original work plus inquiries and asking for directions, he soon stood before his destination.
"Blackthorn Security Company."