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"Lord Torzner, I have some preliminary thoughts about this negative force that I would like to discuss with you."

Torzner smiled and said, "Of course."

"In addition, I have some things I'd like to discuss with you regarding the Rose School."

“I was just about to tell you about the Rose School.” Torzner seemed to suddenly remember something, and he took a black crystal from his pocket and handed it to Arthur. “Oh, right, I forgot to give you this.”

"What is this?" Arthur took the crystal and examined it curiously.

“This is a soul of exceptionally high quality, and I think you should be able to make good use of it,” Torzner said.

"A soul?" Arthur sensed it carefully and indeed detected the fluctuations of a soul within the black crystal.

"Whose soul is this?"

"Which high-ranking figure has recently fallen?" Torzner countered.

"Ah...it's an old acquaintance." Arthur realized.

He stored the crystal in his emblem, looked at Arthas beside him, and said:

“We need to get down to business now. Go and deliver the letter to Klein.”

"So all that was just now wasn't important?" Arthas asked in astonishment.

It felt that what had just happened was perfectly normal.

"Some things need to be corrected."

"I want to too..."

You can't listen.

Arthas was displeased and stared at Arthur with a resentful look.

"I'll make you sweet and sour pork ribs tonight. Go deliver the message now."

Arthas's displeasure vanished instantly; he raised his right paw and roared:

"Yes, Führer!"

Arthur:......

He shook his head helplessly and said:

"Your Excellency, let me explain my thoughts..."

Chapter 312 Arthur's Letter

160 Berklund Street.

After returning home, Klein first used his true vision above the gray fog to check his butler and servants to make sure that Amon had not left anything on them.

Then he asked his servant to prepare a cup of coffee and some snacks for him.

The coffee was for himself, while the snacks were for the little white dog.

Having done all this, Klein sat in a reclining chair in his bedroom, waiting for the ancient scholar's potion recipe that Arthur had promised him.

A short while later, a small white dog's head appeared in mid-air in front of Klein. After looking around briefly and seeing Klein, it emerged from the spirit world.

Klein watched in amazement. He had seen many beings enter and leave the spirit world before, and had even been led around the spirit world by them.

But neither Mr. Azik nor Miss Messenger ever revealed only a part of their bodies from the spirit world.

Of course, it's also possible that such behavior is too unserious and doesn't suit their status.

"Hello, Mr. Dantes, I have your letter here." Arthas waved his paws twice in greeting, then spat out the letter Arthur had given him.

"Thank you, Arthas. I've prepared some desserts for you." Klein didn't rush to check the message, but instead placed the plate of desserts in front of the little white dog.

Arthas's eyes lit up, and he said:

"Thank you very much, Mr. Dantes."

"You're welcome."

The puppy started munching on its dessert, and Klein smiled, opening the letter to read it.

The letter has two pages; the first page contains recipes from ancient scholars.

“The heart of the Mist Wolf…and the Hound of Fortune, or you could call it the eye of the Keeper of the Source Castle…” Klein memorized the various materials on the letter and then looked at the next sheet of paper.

He had assumed that the second letter would contain Arthur's advice on his mission to the Forsaken Land.

However, when Klein saw the contents of the second letter, his eyes widened in surprise.

"It's very likely we won't be able to go back."

This was the very first sentence on the second sheet of paper, written in Chinese, which stirred something within Klein.

He continued reading and saw the following content, also written in Chinese:

"Have you ever thought about these questions? Why is the calendar here so similar to that of my hometown? There are 365 days in a year, 24 hours in a day, and leap years too."

"There's only one sun and one moon in the sky. If this really is another world, then this planet is far too similar to Earth, as if a failed author simply used Earth's setting to be lazy."

"We both know that it is difficult to find two similar planets even in the same universe, let alone in different universes. So is it possible that we have never left each other?"

"You might think this is just baseless speculation. Before today, I couldn't be sure if this speculation was correct either. But during today's battle with Amon, I obtained some information from him through some means. This information might be able to corroborate my speculation."

"Somewhere in the land of God's forsaken people, there is a building called Chernobyl. Also, if you have a map of the North and South America, you can take a closer look and see if it looks familiar, just like our homeland... North and South America."

Klein held the letter in his hand, frozen in place like a statue, unable to recover for a long time.

“Mr. Dantès? Mr. Dantès? Klein!”

"Huh? What?" Klein snapped out of his daze and looked at Arthas with some confusion.

"What's wrong with you?" Arthas asked, puzzled.

It glanced at the letter that Klein was clutching tightly in his hand and found that it was covered with incomprehensible symbols.

"I... I was thinking about something just now." Klein unconsciously folded the letter in his hand, using this meaningless action to calm the turmoil in his heart.

“Oh…it seems Arthur wrote you something quite remarkable,” Arthas said.

Klein gave a wry smile. "Yes, it really caught us completely off guard."

"Hey, don't take it too hard. My master always likes to mess with people's mentality in all sorts of ways. He's really mean," Arthas comforted him.

If this was really just a ploy to get me in the right frame of mind, that would be fine, but the problem is… Klein put the letter away, rubbed his face, and seeing that the snacks on the table had been completely devoured, he said:

"Um... I have some things to do."

"Oh, I'll head back then. My master should be free now." Although Arthas was curious about what Arthur's letter contained, he wisely refrained from asking further questions. Seeing that Klein seemed to be asking him to leave, he immediately took his leave.

The bedroom fell silent again. Klein leaned back in his high-backed chair, his hands supporting his knees as he covered his face, remaining motionless for a long time.

……

7 Downsend Street.

Torzner had already left by then.

In the living room, Arthur played with the black crystal that Torzner had just given him, feeling the soul fluctuations within it.

This is the soul of an old acquaintance, George III, which Torzner somehow sealed away and transformed into this crystal.

Torzner said he hoped Arthur would make good use of it, and Arthur did indeed have a way of using it.

That is to turn it into a soul stone.

However, the highest-level soulstone magic he currently possesses is only for creating secondary soulstones, which only requires the souls of those in the middle sequence as materials.

If Arthur were not out of his mind, he would not have used George III's soul to create a Lesser Soulstone.

This can't even be called extravagance; it's downright wasteful behavior.

Therefore, for the time being, this soul crystal can only be left as a decoration until Arthur's rank is high enough to unlock a higher-level soul stone from the Skull of Gul'dan, at which point he will be able to use it.

"However, the soul stones in the game can bring people back to life. If there really is a higher-level soul stone creation magic, I wonder if it would be possible to create such a soul stone," Arthur pondered.

In the mysterious world, resurrection is undoubtedly a miracle, and only a very few high-sequence individuals can achieve it.

Even if these high-ranking individuals could do it, it would only allow them to resurrect themselves.

As far as Arthur knew, there didn't seem to be a power in this world that could truly and perfectly resurrect the ordinary dead.

However, the Soul Stone he possesses may very well be an exception.

"The price seems a bit too high. Even if the higher-level soul stones that are created can resurrect people, they will definitely require extremely high-quality souls to make. In that case, soul stones cannot be considered a conventional resurrection method, and they are not fundamentally different from the abilities of other high-sequence individuals." Arthur shook his head with some regret.

"What are you muttering to yourself?" Arthas, who had just returned, asked curiously when he saw Arthur holding a crystal and muttering something.

“It’s nothing.” Arthur put away the soul crystal. “Did you deliver the letter? What was Klein’s reaction after reading it?”

Arthas tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said:

"Hmm... He seems extremely shocked, even to the point of having his worldview shattered. What exactly did you write in the letter that caused such a strong reaction from him?"

“It’s a secret,” Arthur said with a smile.

"You're starting to hide things from me now. You won't let me hear what you're saying to Mr. Torzner, and you won't let me know the contents of the letters you're writing," Arthas said, looking displeased.

There are some things that are indeed not suitable to tell you.

"Tch~ So mysterious, I don't care to know anyway," Arthas said, tilting his head to the other side with a disdainful expression.

Chapter 313: Meeting Old Friends

Time flew by, and the day arrived when Klein set off for the Forsaken Land.

During this time, he also successfully collected all the potion recipes from the ancient scholars and advanced to Sequence Three.

And the instant he advanced to Sequence Three, Klein felt that a portion of the potion in his body had been digested.

This left him unsure whether to be happy or sad, because such digestion clearly indicated that Arthur's guess was correct: this world was indeed Earth after some kind of upheaval.

He, on the other hand, came from an even more ancient era and was brought to this present age by some great force.

The knowledge he possessed from his past life, to some extent, became an aid in his digestion of the ancient scholars' potions.

On a shore somewhere in the Roseside Islands, Klein, dressed as Albert Wesker, waited quietly for the helper Arthur had told him to arrive.