On the other side, after finishing his prayer, Chu Yang could not help covering his mouth and chuckling.
"Mr. Klein should notice something is off before long."
"He'll probably get scared out of his wits again when that happens."
"But it's nothing. Back when he was weak, he was often scared half to death."
"After all, Klein is still developing at this point. Once he changes his name to Sherlock later on, I can't keep doing this."
"Mr. Klein will even have a third name in the later stages. By then, I'll have to become even more cautious."
At that thought, Chu Yang could not help chuckling again.
Anyone making their first contact with the Tarot Club would surely be terrified, but he was different.
He basically knew all of Mr. Klein's and the Tarot Club members' trump cards.
Therefore, no matter what unexpected event he faced, he could remain completely calm.
Over the following period, Chu Yang began gradually developing the ways his training-period abilities could be used in conjunction with the Pure White Eye.
Moreover, the wording of this prayer made him realize just how terrifyingly high the Pure White Eye's status was.
That unknown land was even more awe-inspiring.
Yet that was precisely what would become his greatest foundation for surviving in this world.
Soon, noon arrived again. Chu Yang met with Miss Xiu once more, and after lunch, they each returned to their cabins.
He had no idea what Miss Xiu had been busy with all morning.
Nor had she said what information she had obtained from the captain.
Meanwhile, Chu Yang picked up an ancient tome and began slowly absorbing a little of the knowledge within, allowing his potion to digest bit by bit.
On the other side, Klein, who found the more he thought