606 Intimidation (2/2)
He can even escape the influence of the die and accept my explanation. He lives up to his name of being the powerful adventurer who easily hunted Wormtongue! He's definitely a powerhouse at the pirate admiral level!
Darkwill stood up and walked to the door to pull the service bell.
Just as he returned to the sofa, he heard Harry's sharp screech.
”It has changed! It has changed!
”2 points!”
Suddenly, Klein exerted strength in his legs as he rose up from the sofa without warning and rushed to Darkwill's side.
Bang!
As a gunshot rang from outside, Klein pulled Darkwill's arm, swung his arm backward, and shook his wrist, throwing the chubby Apothecary to the side.
At this point, in the wall opposite to where Darkwill was standing, there was a bullet hole.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.
Did a sailor's gun misfire? Or did the bullet ricochet when aiming at some seabird or something? Regardless of the situation, the chances of that happening are very low; yet… Klein turned his head to the chubby Apothecary.
”Are you injured?”
Darkwill shook his head with a lingering sense of fear.
”I'm fine.”
In the time that followed, Klein resolved more than ten accidents, one after another. It included the sudden collapse of the chandelier in the room, a hammer dropped by a slipping maintenance worker headed straight for Darkwill's head, as well as Darkwill nearly dying from choking on a fishbone.
These didn't seem like anything serious, but for Klein to remain highly focused, it was inevitable for him to be exhausted.
Thankfully, the die automatically rolled to 4 points later, finally ending the hour which was fraught with disasters.
No, I can't continue like this. Who knows if something will happen to me when I'm rescuing him… Klein sent away the captain who came to apologize and said to Darkwill, ”I'll sleep for half an hour.
”Both of you are to watch the die. Immediately wake me up when there's a problem.”
The chubby Apothecary and the owl nodded like a hungry woodpecker.
Leaning back into the sofa, Klein used Cogitation to quickly fall asleep, hoping to receive a reply from Will Auceptin.
When he woke up in his dream, he heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the pitch-black desolate plains. He followed the same-old path and reached the depths of the black steeple.
In the protruded ground surrounded by tarot cards, there were many new silvery lines that were densely written.
Klein stopped walking and quickly read it.
”It's called the Die of Probability.
”It's a Sealed Artifact of the highest level in our School of Thought. I believe it can reach the standard of a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact.
”It controls the probability of everything. 1 point will maximize the probability of unfavorable matters occurring to the target. 2 points will raise the probability of unfavorable matters greatly. This doesn't mean that 2 points is safer than 1 point. This is because once the probability is high enough, any accident can happen. 3 points is to increase the probability of unfavorable matters. It's the opposite for 4 to 6 points.
”Even for me, a being who can reset it to a certain extent, it's a rather dangerous Sealed Artifact. A demigod can be killed using it, but of course, it can also kill yourself.”
I know, your contest with the Die of Probability is likely the equivalent to the battle between the God of Save and Load and the RNG gods… Klein lampooned inwardly as he continued reading.
”The Die of Probability has living characteristics. It always makes the wielder swing back and forth between having good and bad luck. If one isn't careful, it's possible to die from an accident. When it awakens to a certain degree, it will control the people and objects around the wielder, controlling the probability of their actions.
”Although it hasn't been confirmed, I suspect that given enough time, it will be able to influence the entire world, making every action of all life be determined by its score. Of course, this is excluding deities.”
To put it simply, it's digitizing the entire world… Th-this is definitely at the level of a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact. It's extremely dangerous! How terrifying… Klein couldn't help but frown as he eagerly continued reading.
”To truly seal the Die of Probability is rather complicated. To put it simply, it's to use specific Sealed Artifacts to isolate it from the spirit world, astral world, and the real world. You can give it a try.
”Haha, I'll reveal my cards. I have long discovered that you can resist my prophetic senses. Perhaps you can use it to seal it.
”There's another way, but it can only briefly reduce its influence. However, this should be enough to send the Die of Probability to the hands of someone who can seal it.
”That method is to use the fact that it has living characteristics. Use an effective method to intimidate it. That way, it will behave, no—calm down for a period of time. It will last about 12 hours before continuing.
”After repeated acts of intimidation, the influence it receives will decrease. After a week, it will mark you and madly control your probabilities.
”Finally, thank you for your help.
Sincerely yours,
Will Auceptin”
As expected of a Snake of Fate. He has indeed discovered my uniqueness… Throwing the Die of Probability above the gray fog should be able to seal it. But the problem is that a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact with living characteristics might influence the space above the gray fog and chase me away, making itself the owner… Such matters cannot be answered with divination. It will definitely be able to resist, just like 0-08… Klein rejected the idea of using the gray fog.
As the thoughts whirled in his mind, he suddenly had an idea.
Klein quickly left his dream and woke up. He said to Darkwill, ”I have a method of suppressing its influence.”
”What is it?” Darkwill asked in pleasant surprise.
Klein didn't answer and picked up the Die of Probability, which had 4 points facing up, before entering the washroom.
What does he want to do? I remember that in some folklore, the way they treat evil objects is to throw sh*t… Ugh… Darkwill didn't wish to think further.
After entering the washroom and locking the door, Klein immediately set up a ritual to summon himself. Following that, he went above the gray fog and brought out the iron cigar case.
Then, he picked up the Die of Probability and opened the cigar case. Inside the cigar case was the All-Black Eye which came from the Nimblewright Master.
Under the darkness, Klein's face was cloaked in the shadows and he watched with a deep and gloomy gaze as he brought the Die of Probability close to the strange eye. It was a Beyonder characteristic which contained the True Creator's mental corruption.
The corners of his mouth cracked open as he revealed a genial smile and whispered to the die in his hand, ”Here, let me treat you to a concert.”It's a reference to how gamers will try attempt to save and load the game to beat a game's RNG for a better item.Random Number Generator.