Chapter 591: Arrodes's Bottom Line

In the early morning, above the Gray Fog.

Klein materialized paper and pen, and carefully wrote a divination statement:

"Using the radio receiver is dangerous."

After scrutinizing it twice, he removed the pendulum from his left wrist cuff and began the divination.

During this process, he was highly alert and somewhat afraid, like a child lighting a firecracker while covering his ears—if it indeed involved the "True Creator" or the "Primordial Witch," the divination itself would be dangerous. For another person, it would just be a different way to lose control or die, but Klein had the Gray Fog as a barrier, so it wouldn't be that tragic. Setting it off here was clearly better than taking risks in the real world. What worried him was that after repeating it a few times, the evil gods would lock onto his position and come visit him personally.

He quickly entered a meditative state and silently recited the divination statement.

After seven repetitions, he didn't need to open his eyes to know the result, because he was still sitting there safely, not suffering extreme pain.

When Klein looked at the citrine pendant, he found it was indeed rotating counterclockwise.

Phew... Klein heaved a sigh of relief, immediately returned to the world, busied himself preparing the ritual, and brought the radio receiver out of the mysterious space above the Gray Fog.

After waiting for about half an hour, he finally heard the radio receiver make a clattering sound, and an illusory white piece of paper was spit out, with lines of Ruen text:

"I have come."

"Great master, is that you?"

Why does it give me a feeling of cautiously poking its head out? Klein suddenly recalled an emoji from his previous life, a cute alpaca poking its head forward.

He stepped forward and demurely grunted, "Mm."

Clatter clatter, the illusory white paper immediately spit out more:

"Your humble and loyal servant Arrodes awaits to serve you."

Concealing his discomfort, Klein asked:

"Arrodes, tell me, where is Roy King of the School of Life?"

Based on the Fat Pharmacist's description, he knew that their organization developed through master-apprentice inheritance, and deduced that they controlled the "Monster" and "Pharmacist" extraordinary pathways, which matched the characteristics of the School of Life.

At the same time, Klein prepared a photo of Roy King, following the principle of relying on oneself rather than others.

The clattering sound suddenly intensified, and the magic mirror Arrodes actually used the radio receiver to draw a portrait—Roy King with his hair combed back and wearing glasses.

"Is it him?" a line of Ruen followed.

Klein nodded:

"Yes."

The magic mirror Arrodes made the clattering sound of the radio receiver become exceptionally light:

"Great master, the person you are looking for is imprisoned in the Governor's Mansion of the Generous City, Baiyam."

Imprisoned in the Governor's Mansion? Klein frowned slightly, not rushing to ask further, but said with confidence and calm:

"Alright, according to your principle, it's your turn to ask questions."

Clatter clatter, Arrodes used the radio receiver to print a stick figure smiley face and a line of words:

"I already asked, and you already answered."

When? Klein was first taken aback, then looked at the previous content on the illusory white paper and saw the previous question: "Is it him?"

That counts? That counts as a question? At this moment, Klein fully understood how arbitrary the magic mirror Arrodes's rules were. For ordinary people, it would be as strict as possible, as nasty as possible, even requiring onlookers, but here, it just brushed it off casually and blatantly went easy.

How did this guy develop such a personality? Klein considered for two seconds, then turned to ask another question:

"Arrodes, do you know the book 'Groselle's Travels'?"

Arrodes was silent for two seconds, then made the radio receiver clatter again, spitting out more illusory white paper.