West District, 2 King's Avenue, Kingdom Museum.
As the most famous Legendary figure of this era, with the largest number of admirers, Roselle's memorial exhibition still drew countless visitors even though he had been dead for over a century.
Even though it was Tuesday during working hours, a long line still stretched outside the museum.
Klein stood at the end of the queue. Looking at the lively scene, he could not help but marvel at Roselle's astonishing influence.
"Compared with the Emperor, I'm a pretty pathetic transmigrator." Klein mocked himself inwardly.
Advancing civilization, opening new sea routes, overthrowing the monarchy and appointing himself Consul, then restoring the monarchy and proclaiming himself Caesar the Great—those were all things Roselle had done.
And compared to myself—
From criticizing Old One Remnants as either based or trash, it was now obvious who was based and who was trash.
Of course, Klein did not really care about such things. His mindset was completely different from Roselle's.
For a long time after transmigrating here, Roselle had treated life like a game, viewing the people around him as NPCs.
Klein was different. Both body and mind had integrated into this world, and he was not some peerless genius capable of shaping heaven and earth. He would feel down when lamb became more expensive, and he would be happy that he could ride a carriage to work instead of walking. He was a very typical ordinary person.
While waiting, Klein followed the crowd into the museum.
Not long afterward, Qin Sheng and Bernadette arrived as well. He smiled and said, "We came at just the right time. No need to queue."
Better to arrive at the right time than early. Only fools would suffer through a queue, right, "The Fool"?
After casually handing two tickets to the