Is he a backdoor person?

"Is the captain's memory really that poor? Is he truly going to be okay?"

Lynch offered another reminder, trying to draw some attention to the matter.

Unfortunately, Old Neil didn't take it to heart, so he had no choice but to abandon the idea of making Dunn realize the problem right now.

After all, he figured that Klein might not become a Beyonder for a while, and by then, Tingen would have to rely on Dunn to find a way, so it was best to resolve the issues Dunn was facing.

If Dunn wasn't on the verge of losing control and could still advance to Sequence 6, perhaps there wouldn't be any issues at all.

However, this matter could wait a little longer.

Lynch took another sip of coffee, packed away everything Old Neil had brought, and then asked with a curious expression, "Dunn said I should rotate between following you, Rozanne, and Brazier, but I don't know what you all actually do."

Old Neil laughed.

"You can read documents with me and Klein, and crack some of the content, like this."

Old Neil pushed a few yellowed sheets of paper toward Lynch.

Lynch glanced at them and immediately realized they were the Chinese characters of Roselle. He quickly withdrew his gaze, preventing himself from thinking of anything else because of these diaries.

Inside the Stone of Myriad Phenomena, there was only enough basic energy left to shield him from being watched. He didn't even know if this energy could last until Klein opened Sefirah Castle next Monday; he really didn't want to court death.

"I know this; it's a Roselle diary. I've tried to decipher it, but unfortunately, I couldn't understand it at all. However, I've analyzed it, and these things on it might be related to numbers."

Lynch pointed to the dates on the diary.

"Genius! That's the same thought I had!"

Old Neil gave a thumbs-up.

"I'll talk to Dunn. I think you should focus on researching these. It would be great if you could crack even more of them."

Lynch: ...

He politely declined.

He didn't want to live every day with his energy being consumed at such a rapid rate. He only wanted to get closer to Old Neil; he had no desire to bear the consequences.

"Ahem, I only want to study for now. Dunn told me I must pass the entrance exam for Tingen University as soon as possible."

Lynch immediately found an excuse for himself.

Old Neil laughed.

"Come, young man, look at me. The old man before you used to be a teacher. Although it was only at a free school and the church's Sunday school, it's enough to teach a student with a poor foundation like you."

Lynch's eyes lit up.

"Then can you tell me the answers to the Tingen University entrance exam directly? I can join the Old Neil fan club."

Old Neil burst into laughter. "Then I'll have to establish it right now so you don't have to wait too long. However, even with such enthusiasm, I have to tell you a regrettable piece of news: I have no idea what the exam content for Tingen University is."

Lynch and Old Neil looked at each other and smiled, instantly narrowing the distance between them.

Not until they had laughed enough did they look over at Klein, who was staring intently at the diary nearby.

"He doesn't actually recognize them, does he?"

Old Neil took a sip of coffee, his tone curious.

Lynch nodded.

"Maybe he really does recognize them!"

Old Neil just took it as a joke. "If Klein really recognizes these characters, then I'll lose control and die!"

"Don't talk nonsense. What if it comes true?"

Lynch quickly stopped the old man's jinxing.

Did this man have the ability to foresee the future?

"I'm just joking, young man. You're too serious."

Old Neil blinked and then gave Klein a reminder, setting the Roselle diary aside.

"Young men, do you plan on working today, or are you taking the opportunity to go home and rest? Staying here with an old man like me and wasting your rare holiday is truly an unwise thing to do."

Lynch and Klein certainly weren't going to stay there forever, so after chatting with Old Neil for a while longer, they hurried away.

When they went back upstairs, they saw Leonard again.

Leonard was preparing to go downstairs and greeted them proactively when he saw them.

"I'm going to relieve the captain. Are you two heading home?"

Lynch nodded.

"Yeah, I'm getting ready to move. Once I've moved to my new place, I'll invite you all over for a meal. You must give me the honor, especially you—you shot me once, giving me my first experience of the fear of being hit by a bullet."

Lynch complained as he spoke.

Leonard couldn't help but laugh.

"I thought you weren't afraid at all. I didn't expect it to leave you with psychological trauma. I'm truly sorry about that!"

"But I don't see any sign of an apology in your posture. Personally, I think if you're truly sorry, you should bring a gift worth one pound when you come to celebrate my move. That would be compensation for me."

Lynch immediately opened his mouth wide to demand an exorbitant price.

To his surprise, Leonard did not refuse, nodding with a chuckle.

"Fine, if you insist, I will make it happen."

Lynch immediately gave a delighted hug to this sucker who was about to hand him gold pounds.

Leonard's smile didn't fade until long after Lynch and Klein had left, at which point he seemed to mutter to himself, "Lynch, a very ordinary and very real person; I don't think there's any need to pay too much attention to him. On the contrary, that Mr. Klein looks a bit strange!"

"Well, I will keep an eye on Lynch. Having such a gentleman as a friend is quite nice, and I do hope someone would be willing to protect me with their life, even if I don't need it."

"Is Klein not special? Ha, as expected, I am the one who is different."

Lynch and Klein arrived at the reception room, intending to greet Rozanne, when they heard her reminder.

"The captain said for you two to come back on Monday; there's no need to rush."

Klein was surprised once again.

"Didn't he say we only had one day off?"

Rozanne shrugged her shoulders.

"He forgot that the weekend is almost here. By the time he remembers, you two will have already gone to collect the money."

Lynch had originally wanted to remind Rozanne about Dunn's memory issues again, but he gave up on the idea; it wasn't great to keep bringing it up on the first day, so he switched to another topic instead.

"I'm moving into a new home soon. Once I've moved in, would you be willing to come over and celebrate? It's my first time being able to live in a nice house, and I owe it all to you guys!"

Lynch said enthusiastically.

Rozanne was touched by his sincerity and thought for a moment before saying, "I'll go. If I have a day off, I can drop by to take a look. After all, we only get one rotating day off per week."

"That goes without saying! No matter when you come, I'll cook for you myself!"

Lynch promised grandly.

Klein, standing beside them, opened his mouth but hesitated.

Lynch could cook?

This guy, who had been waiting to mooch off his meals for the two days he stayed at his place, was going to cook himself?

Then what was the food he had been making?

Should that count as him being hardworking?