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Hearing George's sudden question, Klein's pupils contracted sharply, and his facial expression nearly crumbled.
At this moment, his heart was in complete turmoil. To have his identity as a transmigrator called out so abruptly left him with absolutely no preparation.
Why did George know he was a transmigrator?
Why did George even know the term "transmigrator"?
Who exactly was George?
Was he a transmigrator too?
Or was he somehow related to Klein's own transmigration?
Question after question exploded in his mind, causing him to freeze for a long moment before he finally reacted. He then feigned confusion and replied:
"Mr. George, what are you saying? What is a 'transmigrator'? Is it some kind of special Sequence?"
Before figuring out George's identity, he remained cautious and did not risk admitting the truth.
The other party might just be testing him; he couldn't let himself be baited so easily.
If this had been right after he first arrived, he might not have had the mental fortitude to handle it.
But after several months and becoming a Beyonder Diviner, he had grown significantly in all aspects.
"So you really are one. Don't worry, so am I. Come, let's go talk outside."
George turned and walked directly toward the exit.
Klein's expression control was decent, but George's observation was so keen that he had seen through Klein's disguise at a single glance.
To put Klein's mind at ease, George simply claimed the identity of a transmigrator as well.
If Klein was like him—thrown into this world by some powerful entity—then he definitely needed to make contact.
It was rare to find someone similar to himself; perhaps he could learn more about the likes of Hongjun and other Great Powers from Klein.
If Klein had been created by this world's Creator, then he also needed to engage with him to see if he could glean intelligence about the Creator through Klein.
Or, he could use Klein to probe the Creator of this world.
"He really is a transmigrator too!"
Klein's expression shifted rapidly upon hearing George's words. Gritting his teeth, he decided to follow.
Though he had been here for months and had gained family and friends, this place wasn't home after all. He still wanted to go back.
If the other party truly was a transmigrator, then there was a chance he could find a way back through him.
Of course, it was possible the other party wasn't telling the truth, but at this moment, it was a risk he was willing to take.
Leaving the Evil Dragon Bar, the sky outside was completely dark.
George led Klein to the riverbank by the pier and took the initiative to ask:
"When did you transmigrate to this world?"
"It was June 28th. It's been less than three months so far."
Klein asked in return:
"What about you?"
"A few months earlier than you."
George continued to fish for information:
"From China?"
"Yes... do you want to go back?"
Klein nodded, then as if reaching a realization, he spoke up:
"I don't know if you want to go back, but I do. I miss my family and my friends. I don't want to stay in this world forever, even if it has supernatural powers.
"So, I think we should stop testing each other. I'm willing to tell you all the details and circumstances of my transmigration, and I hope you can be honest too.
"Only then can we find a way home."
He was desperate to return to his own world as soon as possible, and George's strength was much greater than his own. If he didn't take the initiative to show sincerity, he wouldn't be able to gain George's trust.
That wouldn't be good for either of them.
"I want to go back too. You have a point. I'll start with my situation."
Sensing the sincerity in Klein's tone, George's mind whirred as he began to fabricate a story:
"I was a Taoist priest before I transmigrated. After arriving, I found my physical body was exceptionally powerful—that's likely my 'Golden Finger' for this transmigration."
He pressed a finger against a nearby stone, poking a hole through it as easily as if it were tofu.
Klein's eyebrows twitched at the sight.
"Later, I often went out at night to gather intelligence on this world.
"I happened to witness your battle at the warehouse, so I secretly intercepted that guy in the clown mask.
"Through interrogation, I obtained information regarding Beyonders. After killing him, I consumed his Beyonder characteristic and became a Sequence 7 Magician.
"After reaching Sequence 7, I began researching the Magician's abilities and the spirituality within my body.
"Because of my experience as a Taoist in my past life, I possess quite a bit of cultivation knowledge that was useless back then.
"It's precisely because of this knowledge that I successfully modified the current Magician abilities. Restoring those who have lost control is one of those modified abilities."
It was nine parts truth and one part lie. Except for the Golden Finger and the Taoist identity being fabricated, the rest was basically true.
He was indeed a transmigrator, except he had transmigrated to Marvel; this was just an avatar.
He could technically be considered a Taoist, as the Li family ancestor was one, and another avatar was about to join the Jiejiao sect, making him a proper Taoist.
So, that one lie wasn't entirely false.
Seeing George being so forthright and even revealing his greatest trump card, the Golden Finger, Klein dropped his reservations completely.
"My name is Zhou Mingrui. I was an office worker before I transmigrated. That day..."
"Something's not right... something's very wrong..."
While carefully analyzing the experience Klein recounted, George noticed something suspicious.
While the country Klein lived in before transmigrating was the same as his own, the city Klein lived in was one George had never heard of, and the national leaders were different too.
What did this mean? It meant that even though Klein had transmigrated, he hadn't come from George's world.
Furthermore, Klein's transmigration happened because of a luck-reversal ritual. After arriving in this world, it was that same ritual that activated his Golden Finger, allowing him to enter a special space above the gray fog.
As for the target of that luck-reversal ritual—the "The Immortal Lord of Heaven and Earth for Blessings"—George had never heard of him either.
"Since you can pull people into that gray fog space, let me try the ritual once. See if you can pull me in."
After thinking for a moment, George had an idea.
To uncover the secret of Klein's transmigration, he had to start investigating from that gray fog space.
He couldn't use his full power right now and couldn't forcibly break into the gray fog space by sheer strength, so he wanted to try the ritual to let Klein pull him in.
"Alright. Wait for me to go in first."
Klein nodded. He immediately began walking four steps counter-clockwise while chanting the incantation. His soul detached from his body and entered his gray fog space.
Seeing this, George imitated Klein, walking four steps counter-clockwise and reciting the same incantation.
"The Immortal Lord of Heaven and Earth for Blessings."
"The Sky Lord of Heaven and Earth for Blessings."
"The Exalted Thearch of Heaven and Earth for Blessings."
"The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings."
Immediately afterward, he felt a force extend from Klein's gray fog space, attempting to pull his soul inside.
Inside the gray fog space, Klein sensed a star lighting up because of George's ritual. He reached out and touched it, pulling him toward the gray fog space just as he had done with others before.
(End of Chapter)