A single sentence from Noah's avatar could let him instantly complete his acting for Sequence Four, while a single name from Shopkeeper Reed's true body could replace the Sequence Three advancement ritual and resist losing control—
Could there possibly be any problem with using a virtual game created by such an existence as the real world during an advancement?
Although Klein's thinking was indeed correct, there was one issue...
"The scenarios in the virtual world are also accessed as needed. It is far from the era when that great plague became lost history, so don't even think about it."
Noah raised a finger and wagged it.
"Besides the ritual itself, once you become Sequence Two, you'll be an angel. Where do you plan to develop your believers? Or are you planning to rely on those few people from the Tarot Club as believers?"
"Uh..."
Klein blinked. The higher one climbed, the more one realized the importance of influence and foundations. Advancement alone was enough to turn one's brain into mush, let alone the mountain of miscellaneous matters involved.
Seeing Klein Cat's brain crash so thoroughly that even the meat fell from his mouth, Noah shook his head and said:
"Do you remember Silver City on the Eastern Continent?"
"Silver City... Mr. Sun's hometown?"
Klein looked at Noah in confusion.
"Isn't that Rejedo's territory? What's the problem?"
"Sigh... To the North and South Continent, isn't the Land of the Forsaken Gods a piece of lost history?"
"Huh? But shouldn't quite a few people know about that place?"
Klein recalled that among the group at the meeting earlier, at least nearly half had once lived in the Land of the Forsaken Gods before it became the Land of the Forsaken Gods. Several of them had even been directly involved in the Eastern