Fors Wall sat at the table, somewhat uneasy. She had heard the name "Abraham" from the old woman who had led her into the world of extraordinary beings, and it was because of this that Fors harbored a deep-seated apprehension and fear towards such ancient families of extraordinary beings. Despite her composure and calmness in front of Audrey and Gryllant, she was, after all, just a... cough, a newly initiated extraordinary being, and there were still too many secrets about the world of extraordinary beings that she didn't know.
"...The potion you drank, was it left to you by Aulisa?" Wei Gao asked Fors in a deep voice, feigning nostalgia. In reality, he did not know Aulisa, the widow of the Abraham family. Even the original owner of this body only had a slight blood connection with Anlisa's husband.
But what does it matter? Fors wouldn't know this connection, and the Outer God wouldn't so easily expose it. As long as what he says makes Fors feel a little nervous and nostalgic about the past, it will help Him successfully achieve His goal.
"Ah…yes, Mr. Wei Gao." Sure enough, under Wei Gao's prompting, Fors briefly recounted her experience of acquiring extraordinary traits, causing Wei Gao to nod thoughtfully. After Fors finished recounting her past, took a sip of tea, and nervously looked at the silent Wei Gao, Wei Gao finally sighed and said to Fors with some emotion:
"It seems Aulisa treats you like a daughter… Sigh, with her husband gone and burdened with Abraham's destiny, I can understand why she made such a choice. Otherwise, she wouldn't have passed on her 'extraordinary characteristics' to you. But, Miss Fors, let me think… Didn't she leave you a bracelet before?"
"Mrs. Aulisa gave me an unforgettable and warm time after losing my mother; in a sense, she played the role of my mother." Although curious about what "extraordinary properties" were, Fors emphasized to the higher dimension, "The bracelet… ah, yes, that's right. She left me a bracelet with extraordinary effects if you've come to retrieve this item, I can return it to you now…"
Wei Gao reached out and stopped Fors from taking off the bracelet from her wrist, preventing her from returning it. Wei Gao "contemplated" for a moment, then said to Fors, "You are a girl who values loyalty. Keep this bracelet for now. I don't lack this extraordinary item, but it might save your life sometime. However, Miss Fors, I must remind you of one thing: please do not use this extraordinary item unless absolutely necessary."
"Huh?" Fors was taken aback, about to ask Wei Gao about what he had mentioned and the secret of the "extraordinary traits" he had spoken of earlier, but then she noticed Wei Gao's serious expression. With an author's intuition, Fors immediately understood this matter must have touched upon a secret of the Abraham family. Realizing this, she shut her mouth and didn't press the matter further. However, after saying this, Wei Gao stroked his chin, carefully considering his words, and said, "However, if you want to know… there's another way. You've also come into contact with Abraham's bloodline, so you can…"
Fors' ears twitched.
"Would you be willing to become my... or rather, a student of the Abraham family?" Wei Gao said solemnly to Fors with a serious expression. "I hope this will be a reward for your farewell to Mrs. Aulisa, and a recognition of your sincere character. If you become a student of the Abraham family, I can even provide you with the recipe for the 'Master of Tricks' potion, the next tier in this path."
Fors was deeply moved.
"You really want to take her as your disciple? Why?" The True Creator looked at the High Dimension and spoke in a deep voice. After the High Dimension transformed the followers of the Aurora Society, His mental state visibly improved. He was no longer in as much pain as before, and had transformed from a completely insane mental patient into a schizophrenic who sometimes cursed and swore. Although He was still struggling with His own madness, most of the time, the True Creator was able to keep His ramblings within the Forsaken Land, so as not to affect the Secret Prayers outside too much.
"No, it wasn't me. It was a student of the Abrahamic family," the High Dimensional Overlooker emphasized.
"Hmm..." The true creator turned its head, looking at the tempting phantoms of food deliberately created by the higher-dimensional observer in front of it, and resisted the urge to curse it out: "When are you planning to advance to 'Hermit'?"
"There's no need to rush." The High Dimension Overlord shook his head. "The last advancement was because my strength was weak at the time, and I could barely fool him with the excuse of being 'a chosen one of the true Creator,' and Leodorus could barely accept this fact that I had 'altered.' But to advance so quickly this time would be too disrespectful to Leodorus's intelligence. Even if he's brainless, he's still much stronger than that traitor, Badheir (the God of War)."
"I remember, the Twilight Giant... Ah, why do you say that?"
The true Creator suddenly became interested, and it was clear that He still harbored resentment about being betrayed back then.
"This hasn't happened yet," the High Dimensional Overlooker casually told the True Creator. "This is merely what I've seen. But I must unfortunately tell you: in most of the scenes I've witnessed, Badhel's final fate is quite disgraceful. If the Ring of Destiny were to see Badhel's life, it would also give a thumbs up to the glorious deeds of the God of War."
The traitor ultimately dies from betrayal, and the Twilight Giant dies before the apocalypse. This isn't His favorite ending, because it lacks twists and turns, but it's certainly the kind of farewell that the Ring of Fate, this weak and charlatan, most desires.
"besides."
The true creator suddenly said:
"What kind of potion did you give that viscount? How did you manage to leave your favor on him?"
"This matter is handled by Mr. A, who should be a 'pharmacist' of Sequence Nine, right? After all, your path, hehe, is known to almost everyone with some status. Besides, divine favor isn't worth much, and he has so many people related to the Gray Mist gathered around him."
A strange smile crept across Wei Gao's lips. He sat in the carriage, peering through the window at Viscount Grelint, noticing the gleam of excitement on his face. A pair of transparent, almost indifferent eyes opened behind Grelint, silently watching him. The writing on the "Apothecary" potion recipe hidden in Grelint's pocket gradually distorted, transforming into a recipe never before seen on Earth.
"Dimension" pathway sequence nine, "Actor"!
(Note: Due to some unforeseen circumstances, this sequence overlaps with a certain sequence of cassava, so its ancient name has been changed to "opera singer". The "singer" that appears after "opera singer" in Volume 2 refers to the pathway of cassava.)
"With my favor at the top of this sequence, I'm sure you won't lose control because of the pollution contained within this sequence..." Wei Gao said in a voice only he could hear. A smile of anticipation spread across his face.
"A nobleman of the Kingdom of Rune, a young man with extraordinary potential, the best actor on this stage in the future..."
The emperor lost control during the ceremony; the ending was neither perfect nor hopeless. The higher-dimensional observer disliked this script and was prepared to follow the instincts of the source matter, watching the emperor lead his kingdom to its doom in the most tragic way. Oh, and there's Chick; he's still unaware that his carefully chosen vessel for divine descent has already been placed into his target. I wonder if this primordial witch will curse him like the Superstar Overlord when she sees him holding Trissy in his grasp?
"Black Emperor, could this be a stepping stone to your downfall? A chosen one from the stars, an Outer God coveting the real world... Don't you think you're neither as ruthless as Roselle nor as clever as Solomon? How dare you die so easily?" Wei Gao noticed Mr. A looking over and gave him a very friendly smile: "Let's go, Mr. A."
"Let's hurry back to the Aurora Society, time is running out. I have to go back to Tingen tomorrow morning, and then I'll leave the Aurora Society activities here to you," Wei Gao said. "By the way, if there's anything urgent, you can just summon my messenger to contact me."
Mr. A looked at the higher dimension as if listening to the incantation used by the higher dimension to summon the messenger.
"Eyes that linger in delusion, a sage hidden behind a veil, a messenger belonging solely to Gaius Abraham," Gaius carefully instructed.
"Also, you must pray to the Lord before summoning this messenger."
Wei Gao pressed on Mr. A's shoulder and said solemnly.
Sunlight streamed down the streets of Tingen, invigorating even the listless homeless. Benson glanced at his watch and sighed helplessly. Even the rich had their troubles; even that generous and enthusiastic gentleman from last time had to return to Backlund due to unforeseen circumstances. Fortunately, he had received a letter from Wei Gao last night, requesting that the previously discussed business cooperation be finalized as soon as possible this morning.
In order to ensure a steady increase in his salary, Benson decided to wait at the agreed location early in the morning to show his sincerity. However, he had already drunk his third cup of coffee in the private room that Wei Gao had reserved, which made him wonder if he had arrived a little too early. But just as he was about to stand up and stretch, he noticed that the door to the private room was pushed open by a hand. Looking up, he saw Wei Gao walking in, dressed in a suit.
Today, Wei Gao wasn't wearing his previous monocle, to prevent Amon in Tingen from using occult connections to parasitize and wipe out the Moretti family. When Klein, the "Great Ruler of the Gray Fog," returned home, he found Benson and Melissa smiling at him with their monocles, and amidst laughter, he called GG.
"Hello, Mr. Abraham. You look great today!" Benson stood up to greet him and complimented him. Wei Gao chuckled and sat down in the chair, saying in a joking tone, "Perhaps it's because I went home and relaxed a lot. After all, everyone is most comfortable at home, no matter what the house looks like."
"Yes, Mr. Wei Gao." Benson was clearly thinking of his younger siblings, and a smile appeared on his face: "You're right, it's always so comfortable at home."
As Wei Gao browsed through the contract Benson handed him, casually raising questions about any points that might be confusing, he also separated his will, which existed in countless timelines, and communicated with himself.
"Can we go back?" a sentimental high-dimensional being asked.
"I don't remember what my house looks like, nor do I remember the aroma of fried rice in the pot. Once I forget everything, you won't be so troubled anymore." The High Dimensional Overlooker replied coldly, "We have no home anymore. This curtain is our home now."
"There's no going back…" Wei Gao, whose eyes were calm to the point of indifference, rarely spoke up with emotion. "Oh well, this kind of life isn't bad either."
...
"It's been a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Benson." Wei Gao smiled happily and signed his name smoothly at the bottom of the contract. "According to the custom in my hometown, we always have a celebratory meal after finishing something. But, I wonder if you have time? How about we go out for a meal to celebrate the success of our cooperation?"
"Um…maybe not. My sister is waiting for me to come back. By the way, Mr. Wei Gao, you can just call me Benson." Benson smiled and politely declined Wei Gao's invitation: "My son Klein worked the night shift last night and is probably still fast asleep. You can understand, as his older brother, I have to go back and take care of him."
"Ah, that is indeed inappropriate now." Wei Gao smiled. "However, I just returned to Tingen, so I can have my 'servant' prepare some 'Intis' style dishes and send them over. Would you mind if I came to visit, Benson? By the way, I don't really like the title 'sir,' you can just call me 'Wei Gao.'"
Having said all that, Benson naturally had no reason to refuse. A slight smile played on his lips; he felt that this somewhat overly familiar gentleman possessed an irresistible charm. Benson chuckled and sincerely said to Wei Gao, "Then I'll await your arrival, Mr. Wei Gao."
Viscount Grelint excitedly took the potion recipe and gathered all the ingredients listed. He opened a box given to him by Mr. A and found the main ingredients for the potion recipe inside. Suddenly, Grelint felt dizzy and muttered to himself:
"This potion... what could be the extraordinary ability of the 'actor'?"