Strange Dream

Melissa was very unhappy about them hiring a part-time worker. She expressed that the money they had now didn't just fall from the sky, and if something were to happen to one of them, how would the family's livelihood be maintained?

"My classmates, they moved to the Lower District, it's really miserable..."

Melissa didn't finish her sentence before she was interrupted by Lynch.

"Oh, Melissa, you're too cute. I won't let you live in the Lower District. Even if Klein and Benson can't earn money, I'll still support you."

He wasn't some kind of devil; having lived with the Klein family for so long, it wasn't as if he had no feelings, especially for a young girl like Melissa, whom he truly thought of as a little sister.

If something were to actually happen to Klein and Benson, he would certainly provide Melissa with a good life, though this did carry the suspicion of cursing Benson and Klein, a point which neither of them noticed.

Melissa noticed, but her mind was filled entirely with Lynch's words about supporting her.

She opened her mouth, her brown eyes showing a hint of dullness, making her look even more adorable.

"Hurry and eat your cake! If you don't eat it now, it definitely won't taste as good, and this cost five pence!"

Lynch urged her.

Melissa's gaze immediately landed on the cake.

"Five pence? How is it worth five pence? You were cheated..."

She didn't finish; Lynch used a spoon to scoop up a piece of cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

This child was good in every way, except for having a mouth that wouldn't stop.

With her mouth stuffed full, Melissa glared at Lynch, but she was quickly conquered by the taste.

It was lemon-flavored.

It was her favorite flavor.

She glanced at the cakes in Benson and Klein's hands, which looked to be of lower quality, then looked at her own cake, which was clearly much more expensive, and finally looked at Lynch's handsome, smiling face. Her cheeks flushed slightly.

But she quickly straightened her expression.

"Lynch, don't just stuff cake into a girl's mouth, it's very ungentlemanly. Besides, you need to save money. If you don't save, how will you ever be able to afford a wife?"

Lynch: ...

Oh, what a headache!

Can't this girl just eat her cake quietly?

After finishing dinner and watching Melissa finish her cake, Lynch finally remembered to study his gains for the day.

A pen, somewhat similar to a learning machine; it was very smooth when he took notes, and if he had any doubts, he just had to point the pen at them, and it was as if he could hear the explanation in his mind.

It could also correct his handwriting; as long as the letters he drew weren't neat, it would modify them automatically, producing writing that made him sigh in inferiority.

Perhaps because this pen had already recognized him as its master, Lynch even discovered that as long as he could think of something in his mind, the pen could write it on paper by itself, without him needing to put in any effort.

He had originally looked down on this pen, thinking Mr. Azik had given him a child's toy, but now it seemed he had been truly shallow.

Besides the pen, he had also obtained three pathways he could simulate.

Lawyer, Spectator, and the one he currently wanted most, Reader.

Lynch was almost dying of happiness.

He immediately unequipped Sleepless, and after a one-hour cooldown, he equipped the Reader pathway.

As soon as he equipped it, he felt his mind become so clear it frightened him. Before, he couldn't even remember what Old Neil had said, let alone understand it.

But now it was different; he could understand the meaning of his notes after reading them once, and the content he had written down during the day was a piece of cake for him now.

Lynch spent another two hours with the Reader pathway reading his textbooks, and only when he felt his mind was filled with knowledge did he finally put the books away.

Honestly, the Reader pathway was truly a great pathway for learning.

To verify whether the things he learned through the Reader pathway were useful, Lynch turned off the simulation after he finished studying.

He toyed with the learning pen in his hand while waiting for the cooldown to pass, but the longer he waited, the sleepier he became. Especially when it reached bedtime, the learning pen started telling him bedtime stories, which only made him yawn repeatedly.

Lynch couldn't hold on any longer; he lay down on the bed, intending to sleep for only half an hour.

Perhaps he was truly too tired, as Lynch fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

He didn't know how long he had slept when he suddenly felt himself being startled awake.

The Stone of Myriad Phenomena kept reminding him that this was a dream.

Is it the Captain?

This image flashed through Lynch's mind. He didn't act rashly, but instead observed the dream.

This was a place he had visited during the day, the building where young master Elliott had been kidnapped. He had stood downstairs at the time and hadn't gone up at all, but now the dream revealed that staircase, seemingly guiding him to walk up.

Lynch didn't reject this thought; he climbed the stairs with slow steps and saw an open doorway.

He walked in accordingly.

It was a figure sitting in a recliner with their back to him. It seemed as if a voice was telling him to go around the recliner to see the person, but Lynch stopped in his tracks and immediately urged the Stone of Myriad Phenomena to pull him out of this dream.

Does he take me for a fool?

There are plenty of scenes like this in movies.

What if he goes over there and finds a rotting corpse?

Just because he is willing to cooperate with the other party doesn't mean he is willing to go look at a dead body.

Lynch sat up from his bed and checked his watch immediately.

Over an hour had passed.

He tested the content he had memorized earlier.

It was excellent; he still remembered it clearly, and it seemed that the content he recorded using the Reader pathway faded much more slowly.

His guess was correct: changing pathways would not affect the knowledge already stored in his mind, just as changing pathways would not affect the physical fitness he had trained using the Sleepless pathway.

This was good news.

It meant he finally didn't have to struggle through reading books every single day.

That's why they say choice is more important than effort!

If he had chosen the Reader potion back then, he wouldn't have to worry about how to memorize things now.

However, if he had chosen Reader at the start, he wouldn't have been able to demonstrate combat power at Sequence 9; perhaps this is the trade-off of gaining something.

But he was different from others.

Others lose things completely, while he only needs a one-hour cooldown to remember them!

Lynch couldn't help but grin.

But after the joy subsided, he remembered that inexplicable dream.

It was obvious that he had been guided into a dream just now.

The person who made him have this dream was reminding him that there was a problem with the place he visited during the day.

There was a corpse, or perhaps a very important person, across from the room where young master Elliott was kidnapped.

So, what should he do now?

Should he just ignore it or do something about it?

Lynch sighed. It seemed he needed to generate the original text of Lord of the Mysteries faster; otherwise, he still wouldn't know who was manipulating this dream from behind the scenes.

He suspected it might be 008, but why would 008 come looking for him instead of Klein?

He pondered for a while and decided to go straight to Dunn and the others.

Since the other party used this method to remind him, they likely didn't have malicious intent for the time being, but if he didn't cooperate, that malice might soon appear.

However, since he had to cooperate, shouldn't he do something?