Part 6 The Light-Exporter Chapter 72 – “The Institute” – Part 6 – The Light Shifters

　　At the same time when he got the “Star Staff”, Klein took out a gold coin from the air with his other hand and popped it up with a clang.

　　When the gold coin tumbled, the revelation obtained from “Divination” naturally appeared in his mind:

　　It was an extremely deep ravine, and at the bottom there was a thick and wide building made of layers of “gray and white”.

　　Each of these details reproduced the Chernobyl that Klein had seen, but not from the spirit world, but from Klein’s own subconscious.

　　With the help of the technique of “dream divination”, he reproduced the scene in his mind.

　　As soon as the scene was finished, the jewels on the “Star Staff” emitted a shimmering light, and the image of Klein’s historical aperture disappeared in an instant, and then floated in the sky above the gray building.

　　In just a second, Klein returned to Chernobyl from the easternmost part of the Abandoned Land!

　　This was one of the main abilities of the “Staff of Stars”: if the corresponding scene floating in the holder’s mind was real and still existed, then the “Staff of Stars” would allow him to cross all obstacles and no matter how far away it was, and directly descend to the destination point.

　　Of course, the prerequisite is that the outlined picture must be absolutely correct, and there can not be the slightest visible difference from the original.

　　The reason why Klein chose the deep ravine where Chernobyl was located instead of the wasteland filled with gray and yellow mist was because he knew that after the youngest son of the Giant King, the “God of Honor”, Bradl, got rid of the curse and passed away completely, that place would definitely undergo a big change, and the only thing that would remain unaffected was the mysterious place that was valued by the ancient Sun God and the father and son of Amon. The only place that will remain untouched is the mysterious Chernobyl, valued by the ancient Sun God and Amon and his son.

　　This is not to say that the deep ravines and gray buildings will not have changes visible to the naked eye, in fact, Klein has already prepared for the failure of the “teleportation”, the destination of the unknown, anyway, the person is a fake, the items in the hand are also fake, it would not be a pity to lose.

　　In mid-air, holding the “Star Staff”, Klein did not have time to examine the surrounding situation, the whole person suddenly sank, falling towards the bottom.

　　Without the “Creeping Hunger” and without being transformed into a bird-like creature, he had no ability to fly at the moment.

　　Therefore, don’t look at the “Diviner” way of the demigod is so strange and scary, but in fact also has a normal human side.

　　In the midst of his thoughts, an extraordinary ability materialized in Klein’s mind.

　　The “Staff of Stars” then lit up with different colors of light, causing one violent wind after another to blow in the surroundings.

　　These winds wrapped around Kraven, causing his black trench coat to rise up and his body to slowly fall.

　　During this process, Klein’s right hand shook, letting the historical aperture projection of the “Staff of the Stars” return to its normal position, so as not to bring about accidents due to his own instinctive imagination of some images.

　　Immediately after that, his left hand pressed the half-height silk hat on top of his head, and dragged out a horse lamp from the void when the lightning in the sky had just passed away.

　　In the dim light of the lamp, Klein’s feet, which were wearing unbuckled leather shoes, stepped firmly on the ground at the bottom of a deep ravine, and it seemed as if there were one monster after another hiding in the endless darkness around him.

　　In front of him was Chernobyl, made of layers of gray and white.

　　With the combination of the lightning from above and the horse’s lamp in his hand, Klein quickly realized a situation:

　　There were no doors in the thick, wide, gray building!

　　Well, every place is sealed …… I remember that the ancient sun god opened an illusory slit in the gray wall to come out …… Klein thoughtfully found the location in his memory, and opened his mouth to chant the name of the “Fool”. The name of the “Fool” was chanted.

　　The easternmost part of the Godforsaken land, near the Moon City, beside the solidified fog, hiding in the historical gap, Klein’s body immediately entered the source castle, using the prayer light, using the “true vision” to scan the situation in Chernobyl.

　　There was not a single Amon in the deep ravine and the gray and yellow foggy wilderness.

　　As for Chernobyl itself, even with the True Vision provided by the Source Castle, Klein was unable to see clearly what was going on inside:

　　Layer after layer of “gray and white” underneath seems to be absolute nothingness, without any color.

　　It is really not simple …… worthy of being the place where the Ancient Sun God and the Creator of Silver City came out …… Klein sighed twice in his heart and quickly left the “Source Castle” and returned to the First Era. The first era of the history of the previous fragments.

　　Outside of Chernobyl, Klein regained consciousness and took out “Lemanor’s Travel Notes” from the air with his probing hand.

　　He quickly flipped to one of the pages and prepared to use the Apprentice’s “Open Door”.

　　Such a move was actually a bit reckless for Klein, but considering that it was just an image from the holes of history, it didn’t seem to be a problem.

　　The “soothsayer” path of the extraordinary person really has both cautious and reckless attributes, cautious when preparing and reckless when ready, showing cautious and reckless duality. …… Klein, in the midst of his self-criticism, passed through the obstacles without a sound and entered the interior of Chernobyl.

　　After “opening the door” again and again, he finally left the “gray” poured place, saw in front of a half-open heavy iron door.

　　This iron door is not high, that is, about two and a half meters, obviously for human preparation.

　　In front of it, there were two puddles of pitch-black traces and two firearms that had more of a sci-fi aura than any weapon of the current era.

　　The two firearms were somewhat similar to the ones Klein had seen in his past life when he was flipping through certain magazines, but he wasn’t an enthusiast in that area and couldn’t be sure.

　　Klein did not pick them up or try to study them, as his psychic intuition told him that the two gun-like weapons had been thoroughly corroded, and any little touch would cause them to instantly collapse and turn into foam.

　　After looking at them for a few moments, Klein dispersed his “Lemanor’s Travel Notes,” and, carrying his horse-lamp, passed between the two puddles of blackened traces, and came to the rear of the iron gate.

　　There was a wide aisle, flanked by room after room of varying sizes, with tables, chairs, and artifacts, some tipped over, some safe, some missing halves, and black marks all over the walls and floors.

　　”It looks like an institute ……” Klein had a preliminary judgment from the remnants of things and the overall layout.

　　Without the need for him to specifically look for it, he soon found a room with collapsed machinery with a few sheets of yellowish-colored paper on a table.

　　It seemed to have been casually placed there by whoever had collected them.

　　Ancient Sun God, or Amon? Klein hesitated for two seconds before finally stepping into that room.

　　The dim glow of the horse lamp dispelled the darkness inside, and he picked up the pages and quickly skimmed through them.

　　Ten seconds later, Klein put down the paper, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

　　He didn’t recognize nearly a single word on those pages!

　　I could barely pass English in my last life, let alone other languages! Klein suddenly felt what the rest of the extraordinary people in this world felt when they read Russell’s diary.

　　He exhaled slowly and reached his hand into the void, taking out an item.

　　This was the translator that Zhou Mingrui had saved up some money for a trip abroad earlier, and it was inside the computer bag next to him when he held the transit ceremony.

　　To Klein, the biggest advantage of this translator right now was that it could translate offline – as long as it didn’t go beyond the built-in thesaurus.

　　After some maneuvering, he finally read what was written on the pages:

　　”…… Research on the situation of oil reemerging from dried up oil fields …… Why would such a thing require the construction of a research institute in a place where no one else can think of it?”

　　”…… God, what have they found deep in the oil fields ……”

　　”…… This is some marvelous material ……”

　　”…… What the hell happened? The Doctor just turned into a black puddle of oil right in front of me!”

　　”…… More and more people are turning into oil, and the outside is blocking off this institute …… No one can leave, no one can leave …… ”

　　”…… It’s crazy, it’s all crazy, we’re the only ones left sane, but we’re running out of food ……”

　　”…… I seem to be hallucinating, there seems to be a voice coming out of the ground, it’s calling me, k is calling me!”

　　This paragraph of shallow and straightforward text looked inexplicably cold on Klein’s back, with a feeling that he himself was also taking a step towards madness, towards death.

　　At the same time, a thought naturally arose within his mind:

　　Pollution originating from the underground.

　　It all started when some strange geological materials were discovered while researching the dried up oil fields, and unnecessary in-depth experiments were done? And then the world ended? But if this is the kind of disaster caused by chance, then it makes no sense that I, Roselle the Great and others would have been given items in advance to help us “cross over”…… Perhaps there is a chance in the inevitable, and an inevitability in the inevitable? The pollution of the underground has been affecting the human world, but it is not obvious, only intermittently bring some mysterious events, wait for this research to advance, “k” completely awakened? Klein subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

　　Carrying a horse lamp, he exited the room and traveled deeper into the institute, keeping a close eye out for anything else of interest around him.

　　After walking for a few dozen seconds, it suddenly became much darker in front of him.

　　The dim glow of the horse lamp was mostly swallowed up by the area ahead of him!

　　Upon closer inspection, Klein realized that there was a “cliff” two steps away.

　　That part of the institute had collapsed into the ground, and the darkness was so deep that it was impossible to see the end of it.

　　Vaguely, Klein seemed to hear a silent cry, which came from the depths of the earth and resounded directly in his mind.

　　This feeling, Klein had had before, it was brought about by the bronze door within the Hall of Honesty.

　　He frowned slightly and took several steps backward, ready to disengage the maintenance of the historical orifice image.

　　At that moment, a palm, shriveled to skin and bone, peeked out of the illuminated darkness and grasped the edge of the Cliff.

　　Then a figure leapt out and landed in front of Klein’s eyes.

　　He wore a peaked fedora, a classic black robe, and a monocle stuck in his right eye socket; it was the Angel of Time, Amon.

　　However, the state of this Amon was not too normal, just like a skeleton with a skin covering.

　　Klein subconsciously took a few steps back and watched as Amon’s flesh and blood rapidly filled up in front of him.

　　K pushed up his monocle and smiled:

　　”Surprisingly, we have a visitor.

　　”And you are?”