Having come up with the idea, Klein immediately decided to do some preparatory work.
That is to explore the Spirit World, select suitable targets to become messengers, and after leaving the Rorsted Archipelago and surrounding waters, take the " Sea God Scepter " to reason with them and persuade them to become your messengers.
If he gets lost or encounters danger, he can immediately end the summoning and return to the Gray Fog, which would pose virtually no risk... Klein pondered for a few seconds, locked the door, and began the ritual of summoning himself.
At the end of the ceremony, he quickly entered the Gray Fog, but instead of responding immediately, he sat down and let the " Sea God Scepter " fly out from the pile of debris and land in his palm.
He planned to routinely review the believers' prayers to see if there was anything that needed a response.
In this process, Klein discovered that some prayers are actually quite interesting, because humans can deceive friends and relatives, but it is difficult to keep their truest thoughts when confessing or praying to the gods. At most, they can make some embellishments to make them seem less bad.
A mixed-race man who had risen to the middle ranks of the Bayam Police Department had clearly become inclined to convert to the Lord of Storms," but during his confession, he tried his best to describe his actions as a plan of enduring humiliation. For the sake of a better future for his native bloodline, he could only painfully repent to the gods, hoping that He would protect him and allow him to climb higher in the police system by using his status as a follower of the Storm.
Although his words sounded flawless, the fluctuations in his thoughts and the ebb and flow of his emotions during his confession were clearly presented in the prayer scene; it was a feeling that could not be concealed.
While deceiving himself, he also wanted to deceive the gods... If it were Kavithua, that Wisdom sea serpent, he might have believed it... Should I give him a lightning bolt, or send him ten Wind Blade? Hmm, a half-blood who can climb to the position of high inspector is quite impressive. Keep him, even a traitor has his uses... Klein raised the " Sea God Scepter," making one of the blue "gems" shine brightly.
The light shone into the frame, invisibly permeating the image of the senior inspector named Braya.
This is neither a curse nor an influence; it is a mark belonging to the divine realm, and it is almost impossible for others to discover it.
Simply put, it's a one-sided "special attention"... Klein silently added in his mind.
He continued browsing and saw a young believer with a bronze complexion and slightly curly hair praying to the gods to let a man named Jahm be caught in Storm and drown at sea. The ostensible reason was that the man was not devout enough, but his true thought was that Jahm, also a fisherman, always had a better catch than him.
What a mess this is! Human hearts are so hard to fathom... Klein frowned, muttering to himself, then a vague idea formed in his mind:
"For a ' Faceless ' to convincingly Acting, not only must there be no flaws in appearance, mannerisms, and habits, but the character must also maintain a basic consistency in personality, without making significant changes. And personality is something that varies from person to person..."
"By browsing the prayers of believers, I can see different personalities and psychological states without going through so much trouble. The 'face' of a thousand people is not just about appearance..."
"This will be of great importance to my subsequent Acting ' Faceless,' saving me time in accumulating experience."
Klein increasingly felt that Acting " Sea God " was very helpful to him.
When you truly Acting a Demigod, even without receiving feedback, you're bound to gain something significant... This is an experience of a higher state... Klein's spirits lifted, and he became less perfunctory when browsing the prayer screen.
Scenes flashed by quickly, and his gaze settled on a businessman named Ralph.
The merchant praised the miracle of the " Sea God " reappearing on earth and said he would donate one-third of his wealth, worth 20,000 gold pounds, to the rebels, half as military expenses and half to rebuild the statue of the god.
Actually, it doesn't have to be so complicated; just a sacrifice would have sufficed... Klein muttered half-jokingly.
He thought for a moment, conjuring up a backdrop of waves and storm, heavy rain and lightning, and replied in a low voice:
"To help your fellow human beings and your companions is to praise my name."
"Those young lambs need rescue, food, and education."
He planned to have Ralph use his 20,000 gold pounds to establish a charitable fund and to widely solicit donations from the public to make amends, build consensus, and use the pretext of governance to provide certain food, clothing, and education to children of local descent.
As for the rebels' funding, Klein understood very well that in this world with supernatural powers, it would be difficult to succeed by relying solely on the resistance of the local people in the colonies. Therefore, it would be necessary to rely on the help of foreign countries such as Feysac and Intis.
Providing funding is undoubtedly part of the assistance.
Unfortunately, we can't add "to brazenly seek funding" to the Ten Commandments, as that would damage the image of " Sea God "... The resistance shouldn't always focus on annihilating the garrison; instead, they should prioritize disrupting transportation infrastructure and increasing the difficulty of the governor's rule, using force to promote negotiations... As a keyboard warrior, Klein is not lacking in ideas in similar areas.
He quickly brought his wandering thoughts back to the present and performed Divination to determine whether exploring the Spirit World was dangerous.
After receiving a not-so-dangerous revelation, Klein took the " Black Emperor " card, naturally changed his image, and stepped into the " Door of Summoning ".
Upon entering the real world, he placed several magical items he needed into his body as a precaution, and then, as before, used Cogitation to sense the Spirit World.
Taking a step forward, passing through an invisible veil, Klein Levitation the air.
All around him, blocks of red, yellow, blue, and green were vividly superimposed, like the most abstract oil painting. Human concepts such as up, down, left, and right no longer apply here. If one were to use similar methods to determine direction and location, one would inevitably get lost.
Klein Roaming carefully and casually, sometimes catching a glimpse of a yellow the Sun like a child's simple sketch, and sometimes brushing past a quietly flowing, intangible river.
Here you'll also find a flat-chested woman with her upper body exposed, a smiling the Moon, a canoe with its prow and stern pointing upwards, a tangled ball of yarn, and a serpentine staircase leading to Seven Lights...
In this extremely chaotic world, apart from Spirit World beings, all information exists in the form of abstract symbols. Therefore, what you get from Divination is only revelation, which you need to interpret yourself.
And those symbolic symbols have a certain possibility of coming to life and becoming non-physical Monster.
This is the Spirit World, which cannot be understood or comprehended by human common sense.
What puzzled Klein was another issue. When he came in last time, he easily spotted the Spirit World creatures and sensed eerie gazes coming from nowhere. He encountered headless women carrying four heads, round eyes with clear black and white lines, and giant jellyfish with skull-shaped tentacles.
This time, however, he Roaming for quite a while without seeing a single Spirit World creature. Even the indescribable figures in the distance had vanished, as if they had hidden themselves away.
Could it be because they're afraid of being my messenger? Hmm, I entered the spirit Spirit World Spirit Body, so perhaps my thoughts are manifested invisibly due to the special nature of this place, turning into Concealment symbolic representations, thus interacting with the Spirit World and naturally influencing my choice of path? Klein pondered this question, but couldn't find a reason.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and suddenly his body sank, free-falling.
After a while, Klein could still only see vividly overlapping blocks of color and various symbolic representations that had materialized.
What on earth was going on? He began to consider whether to write to Mr. Azik or to throw the radio receiver into the Gray Fog, hoping to absorb its aura and contact the Magic Mirror Arrodes.
While Levitation on its own, Klein suddenly had a thought and quickly dodged to the side.
A flash of yellow-green crossed his vision, and a foot large enough to crush him landed, stepping into a patchwork of red and blue.
Above the foot was a long, festering leg oozing yellowish-green liquid, exceeding three meters in length. Above that was a massive body wrapped in bandages of corpse oil.
In an atmosphere that seemed to freeze, the two legs, oozing yellowish-green pus, rose alternately, carrying a body that was difficult to see clearly, and flew away quickly, disappearing into the depths of the Spirit World.
Klein stood at a distance, not daring to make a sound.
Finally, after confirming that he was alright, he grimaced and thought:
The Spirit World is truly terrifying; I unexpectedly encountered a powerful figure passing by... a powerful figure among the Spirit World's creatures?
Klein shook his head and continued his search.
At this point, he had no idea where in the Spirit World he had wandered to.
After drifting for a while, he finally found some traces of Spirit World creatures.
Just as he was about to change his flight path from forward to left, he was shocked to find that his body was moving forward uncontrollably, and faster and faster.
Suddenly, the chaotic, overlapping blocks of color and the faintly pervasive gray-white mist in front of him split open, and a huge three-masted sailing ship covered in pure black leaped in.
The ship was nearly a hundred meters long, with three black sails hanging high like flags.
It had cannons on both sides, and all sorts of Sailor were running and busy on the deck.
All of this was so real, so tangible, and so out of place with the overall state of the Spirit World.
But as the ship fully entered the Spirit World, its blackness rapidly intensified, acquiring a somewhat ethereal quality.
On its deck, against the back of the cabin, stands a mottled stone chair two or three meters high, upon which sits a colossal figure comparable to an ancient Giant.
He had a black beard that just reached past his neck, wore a tall, pointed crown, and a magnificent black robe with silver trim. His face had strong, deep features and was full of majesty, making people instinctively want to lower their heads.
Beneath that broad, slightly wrinkled forehead, above that high, straight nose, two deep black eyes gleamed with a dark red light, reflecting Klein, who wore full black armor and a jet-black crown.
And Klein was flying toward him with unstoppable and unstoppable momentum.
Their eyes met briefly amidst the layers of color blocks and various symbolic representations in the Spirit World, and then Klein vanished without a trace.
The " Giant " on the weathered stone chair did not look away, remaining gazing at that spot in silence for a long time.
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