Mystery: At the start, you gain the uniqueness of the thief.

Chapter 39 Rosen Wants to Go Back to the Old Times

"So, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun has another name here, called the Lord of Mysteries." Upon hearing this, Rosen didn't keep anyone in suspense and explained with a smile.

Unlike the Outer Gods, the existence of the Lord of Mysteries is actually unpolluted, as long as the concepts of starry sky and Outer Gods are not further introduced.

After a pause, Rosen looked up at Klein and said, "This god has long since fallen. I only learned of His existence through some secret channels. Incidentally, He had close ties with the three paths of diviners, thieves, and apprentices."

At that moment, Klein thought of the Fool card he had drawn. His mind raced, a flurry of thoughts flashing through his head. Finally, he said, "You once said I had a strong affinity with the path of divination, so now I've encountered a follower of a deity connected to divination, so..."

Klein's voice was hoarse, but he still forced himself to say, "This place is most likely indeed the future."

The same god, the same fate. Klein could choose to escape reality, deny it all, or argue that it was just a pure coincidence. But Klein knew better that arguing was useless, escaping was useless, and denying was useless.

The fact is that the era Rosen lives in is very likely the future of his own time.

Even though this fact is not 100% certain, it is already 70-80% likely.

Rosen watched him quietly, waiting for Klein to calm down. He hadn't originally planned to reveal the truth so soon, but Klein was just too lucky.

Since the other party was about to make contact with the Celestial Venerable's followers, Rosen couldn't just pretend he knew nothing.

Klein didn't let his emotions get out of control for too long. After all, although the truth about the other world was hard to accept, Klein didn't yet know the truth about the apocalypse, so he quickly calmed down and asked with a puzzled look:

"If all of this is true, then what exactly happened to our world to make it the way it is now?"

"Perhaps it's just a simple change in the world, or perhaps..." Rosen lowered his eyes and said, "It's because we experienced some insurmountable disaster."

He was naturally preparing himself for the truth of the apocalypse.

Klein couldn't help but clench his fists. He certainly hoped the truth was the former, but he couldn't ignore the latter.

But at this moment, Klein couldn't help but feel confused. All of this was too much of a shock for an 18-year-old college student, and he couldn't help but look to Rosen for help, asking, "What should I do?"

Rosen sighed, his voice unusually calm and reassuring: "First, nothing is entirely certain until we truly find an Extraordinary being, so don't panic."

"Secondly, you can try joining the Transfer Association to see if you can find any truly extraordinary individuals within it. If you can, you might be able to obtain the necessary materials through their channels to concoct potion recipes."

"That way, you can try to become an extraordinary being, so even if something really happens, at least you won't be powerless." Rosen paused here, then seemed to remember something, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Thirdly, I've actually been researching something recently."

"What is it?" Klein asked instinctively.

Rosen casually put down the half-finished exercise he was holding before saying, "Since your consciousness can use the cotton doll to come to this era, conversely, can my consciousness use it to go to your era?"

"Huh?" Klein was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he said, "Is it okay?"

Compared to him, a complete newbie among extraordinary beings, a veteran like Rosen is obviously capable of much more.

Rosen glanced at him, then suddenly chuckled and said, "Aren't you afraid that once my consciousness arrives in your era, it will take over your body?"

"I don't think you would do that, and I'm just an ordinary person. To be honest, what's the point of possessing me?" Klein said, shrugging. He really didn't think his body was some kind of hot commodity that would make someone want to possess him.

"To be fair, that's true." Rosen nodded in agreement. Even if the Celestial Venerable wanted to use Mr. Fool as a vessel for resurrection, it would be based on the premise that Mr. Fool had at least become an angel. If Klein were just an ordinary person, the Celestial Venerable probably wouldn't even give him a second glance.

Rosen then reached out and poked the cotton doll's shoulder, laughing as he said, "There are other methods that are more reliable than possessing you."

Since discovering that he might be unusual, Rosen has spent a lot of time studying his abilities and messing around with related things. And after all that, he has gained quite a bit.

Although Rosen hasn't yet figured out how to open the second door with the keychain that truly allows him to travel through time, he has indeed gained something from the cotton doll.

……

Zhou Mingrui woke up again in his dormitory bed.

Because he returned before his spiritual energy was exhausted, Zhou Mingrui didn't have any particular headaches. He simply took out his phone, opened the shopping app, and started placing an order with a subtle expression.

His order this time was simple: some props for making cotton dolls and plant seeds.

So, in the following week, Zhou Mingrui's roommate was surprised to find that, for some reason, Zhou was trying to make cotton dolls himself.

That's fine, it's not a particularly unusual hobby to enjoy making things by hand, but Zhou Mingrui's skills are just utterly appalling. He sewed a doll following a tutorial and it looked like an alien.

"Xiao Zhou, if you really like cotton dolls, why don't we just buy them?" Roommate L, who couldn't stand it anymore, suggested tactfully.

"Is this some kind of horror movie style?" Roommate M looked thoughtfully at the doll that Zhou Mingrui was almost finished with.

Zhou Mingrui: ...

He didn't expect himself to be so clumsy. He had all the knowledge in his head, but when he tried to do it, he made a complete mess.

"I hope Rosen won't mind..." Zhou Mingrui thought somewhat guiltily. Of course, he didn't suddenly develop any new hobby to make cotton dolls; he was simply making them as a vessel to carry Rosen's consciousness, as Rosen had instructed.

This is Rosen's latest research result. Zhou Mingrui doesn't know the specific principles behind it. Anyway, according to Rosen, as long as the corresponding dolls are made according to a specific method and the ritual is arranged, he can try to use the cotton dolls as a medium to bring a part of consciousness into this era.

Moreover, this cotton doll must be made by Zhou Mingrui himself, as it is part of the ritual and may be related to the cotton doll he usually possesses.

But before he actually started, Zhou Mingrui never expected that the biggest obstacle preventing him from completing the ritual was not the incredibly complicated steps, but the process of making the cotton doll.