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"Finally withdrew her gaze."
Returning home, George felt the gaze from the night disappear, and the corners of his mouth curled up secretly.
With his strength, he had long sensed that a gaze had been fixed on him ever since he met Klein.
That power originated from the night; in all likelihood, it was the True God of the Church of the Evernight Goddess to which Klein belonged.
However, when he was pulled into the gray fog space by Klein, that gaze vanished.
Clearly, even the power of the Evernight Goddess could not penetrate the gray fog.
This also proved that Klein's gray fog did not originate from the Evernight Goddess, but must come from an existence even more powerful than her.
Furthermore, the fact that the Evernight Goddess had been paying attention to Klein for so long without doing anything to him spoke volumes.
The Evernight Goddess definitely had a certain level of understanding regarding the true master of the gray fog.
Otherwise, following normal logic, once the Evernight Goddess discovered that Klein possessed a gray fog space on the same power level as a deity, she would have seized it immediately.
One does not emerge from the gods of previous epochs to become one of the seven Orthodox Gods ruling the world by being soft-hearted.
This was also one of the reasons why he hadn't made a deliberate effort to hide information like his home address in this world.
Because he was already exposed; there was simply no point in hiding.
In the eyes of the Evernight Goddess, he was just like Klein—at most, a human who had accidentally arrived here from the prehistoric era.
Compared to Klein's gray fog space, which shared the power level of a True God, he merely possessed a bit of extra physical strength; he was even less worth worrying about.
Therefore, according to his predictions, the Evernight Goddess likely wouldn't do anything to him.
If his guess was wrong and there were other hidden details—if the Evernight Goddess intended to kill him or capture and imprison him—the worst-case scenario would be taking Klein, his family, and his parents in this world into his own Inner World.
Inside his own world, he could control time at will.
He could pause time for everyone first, and once the matter was resolved and it was safe in the future, he would release them.
If things became so dire that he had to flee this world and enter the Chaos, then he would simply create a planet and humans within his own world, accelerate their evolution to the modern era, and then place them there.
For them, it would be equivalent to transmigration into a modern life, which wouldn't be so bad.
As for himself, he had at least gained a gray fog space, so this clone wouldn't have been a total waste.
However, that was a result based on the worst-case direction.
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The next day, morning.
George's father, Jack Burton, dressed in formal attire and, after giving Chris a kiss, went to work as usual.
Jack worked at the City Hall; the work was easy and the pay was decent.
However, with Jack's salary alone, they couldn't have saved enough money to buy their current house.
Chris had quit her job after becoming pregnant to become a full-time housewife, and Jack's salary could at most maintain their current, relatively respectable lifestyle.
The money Jack spent to buy this house was enough for him to work for fifty years without eating or drinking.
Thus, the money for the house actually came primarily from Jack's father—the grandfather of this body—via an inheritance.
From the couple's idle chatter, it was known that this body's grandfather had once worked in Backlund.
His employer had been one of the noble Earls of the Kingdom today.
This was also why the two had considered moving directly to Backlund if their previous investment had made money.
The Burton family still had some minor connections in Backlund.
When the time came, as long as they spent enough money, Jack could be promoted and transferred to the Backlund City Hall, his salary would soar, and they could settle down in Backlund permanently.
Unfortunately, having encountered a swindler, let alone making a fortune, even the 150 pounds of savings remaining after buying the house had been cheated away.
So, he continued to work honestly at the Tingen City Hall, slowly earning money to support the family.
After Jack left for work, Chris tidied up the house and then pushed the stroller out for her daily stroll on the street.
After Jack's comfort yesterday, Chris's mood had eased significantly.
"Step right up, don't miss out! The Lucky Grand Draw is now in full swing. Participate for just one copper penny! You could win the lucky grand prize of 150 pounds in cash!"
Before she had walked very far along the street, Chris's gaze was drawn to a temporary stall set up ahead.
A lucky draw event was taking place there, with many people crowded around to participate; it was very lively.
Normally, she wouldn't mind spending a few pence to take a chance.
She knew it was impossible to win the grand prize, but sometimes she could win a stuffed toy, even if those toys usually weren't worth the money spent on the draw.
This time, however, she didn't intend to participate.
Having just been swindled out of 150 pounds, she wasn't in the mood, and she didn't want to waste even a few pence.
"Today's Special! All mothers with children can have one free draw!"
Just as Chris was passing the stall and about to leave, a new call for customers came from the stand.
The words "free draw" made her hesitate for a moment.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah."
At that moment, George suddenly began to cry out in the baby carriage, his small hands waving and pointing toward the stall, appearing very interested in that direction.
Seeing this, Chris smiled and pushed the carriage over.
"It seems my little darling wants to join the draw. Well then, let's let the little one have a pick."
"Madam, would you like a draw? Since you have a child, your first draw is free!"
Seeing Chris push the carriage over, the eyes of the boss running the event immediately lit up.
Chris, upon seeing the boss's appearance clearly, nodded with a bit of surprise:
"Then I'll take one. Can I let my little darling pick it?"
This boss looked far too sturdy; he didn't look like a stall owner, but more like a bodyguard.
"Of course, no problem!"
The boss enthusiastically took out dozens of lottery tickets from a marked box and held them toward the baby carriage.
George looked at that familiar face and pretended to wave his hands randomly, knocking one of them out.
This burly boss was none other than the other "Sleepless" Sailor from the "Punishers" who had joined Swain in the ambush against the out-of-control Beyonder.
Chris picked up the ticket George had knocked down and then casually scratched it with her hand.
She didn't harbor any hope; these kinds of lottery stalls couldn't possibly produce a grand prize. Even if they did, it would be an actor they had hired.
If she could win a stuffed toy for her child, she would be satisfied.
"This is... the Special Prize?"
However, when she scratched the ticket and saw the words clearly, she was completely stunned.
"Special Prize! Congratulations to this lady for winning the Special Prize—the 150-pound cash grand prize!"
The boss casually tore up the remaining tickets and stuffed them into his pocket, then, as if he had been prepared all along, he pulled 150 pounds from another box and placed it into the hands of the still-dazed Chris.
Chris looked at the 150 pounds in cash in her hands with disbelief, murmuring incredulously:
"I won... I won 150 pounds!!!"
At that moment, George gave a thumbs-up to the Sailor who was looking at him. The Sailor's mouth split into a grin, revealing a row of bright white teeth.
(End of Chapter)