Without using the elevator, it only took less than half a second.
A black figure passed through the luxurious corridors and bustling dance halls of the Tuoniao Club, and went straight to the third floor via the old-fashioned revolving wooden staircase.
Kyle's face was grim. He arrived at the door of the first room and stopped in vain. He didn't even have time to look at the door number plate. He turned from knocking to pushing the closed door.
Because he failed to control the strength, as soon as Kyle's palm landed on the door, a palm print was immediately left on the front of the carved door, and the pure force was like an invisible impact force that spread in all directions.
'Boom!'
With a deafening sound, the metal lock on the door handle bent, the part of the door connecting to the wall burst and fell off, and the entire door was lifted open and flew into the room.
In the luxuriously decorated interior, expensive clothing such as men's suits and women's skirts were torn and scattered everywhere.
"Earthquake? What happened?!"
A naked man and woman who were engaging in sexual intercourse on a large red bed were startled.
By the time they reacted, Kyle had already come to the bedside. His golden pupils were extremely cold, and he glanced at the room indifferently.
The woman was stunned for a moment, looked down at her body, then screamed and dived into the quilt.
The man looked at Kyle in panic, his penis softened, and he said angrily, "Sir, what can I do for you?"
Kyle did not respond. The pressure created by the flow of divine power and the traction of his stance spread out like water waves, and the man and woman on the bed fainted before they could even hold on for a second.
"Master. You've gone to the wrong place. This is not 301. It's next door." Weiss's voice seemed to be delayed in giving a reminder.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Kyle turned around decisively and did not go out the door. Instead, he kicked his left foot against the wall of the room.
With the rumbling sound of the explosion, the wall seemed to be destroyed by a bomb blast, revealing a huge gap that was wide enough for people to pass through, and the room was instantly connected to Room 301 next door.
Amidst the dust and rubble.
A small shadow sat on a chair in the lobby of Room 301. It looked over at Kyle and whispered to itself with an inexplicable emotion:
"As expected. Just like she said, you are very straightforward and impatient. You haven't changed at all after all these years."
"Who are you? Why do you have Peggy's card? And why did you bring me here?!"
Kyle's voice was cold. He looked at the mysterious man and asked questions without interruption.
He did not move forward, but stayed five meters away, knowing that it would be impossible to get close to someone who was proficient in the mysteries of space.
"Have you not thought of the answer yet? Or have you thought of it, but are still unwilling to admit the mistake you made?" The mysterious man didn't know whether he was laughing or crying, and made an extremely unpleasant voice change.
Kyle said nothing.
Some speculations may have flashed through the subconscious more than sixty years ago, and then were frozen and buried in that period of history along with the fragile human nature of ordinary people.
He had indeed become stronger, and seemed even more ruthless. The high level of his evolution had caused his bone marrow, blood, and even genes to exude a unique nobility that was difficult to conceal, making him incompatible with the ordinary people around him.
But no matter what, Kyle's soul is still a human being, a traveler from a distant parallel earth, and this essence will not change even for thousands or even millions of years.
Inside the connected rooms 301 and 302, until the dust settled.
"What's your name?" Kyle asked suddenly.
The mysterious man was slightly stunned, and answered hesitantly, "You can call me 'Apostle'. I still like this heroic title."
Kyle shook his head and insisted, "I asked for the real name."
The mysterious man paused and said in a slow tone: "Luce, Luke Carter."
"Luke, that's a good name." Kyle nodded, raised his left wrist, and said directly to Vess, who was in the form of an electronic watch: "Vess, add a name to the Carl family roster file. Let's call it - 'Luke Carl'."
"Okay, Master." Weiss immediately obeyed the order.
"You really are..."
Faced with this scene, Lu Ke shook his head helplessly and stood up from his chair.
"Okay, I should leave now."
As Luke was speaking, the night wind happened to blow in through the window, sweeping across the messy room without blowing up even a single sleeve of his cloak.
Under the dim light, his small body was changing from solid to virtual. The shadow cast on the floor was no longer clear, and he seemed to be evaporating in the room.
"So that's how it is." Kyle took one look and said thoughtfully, "You don't exist in this world, or in this Marvel Universe."
"As expected of you." Lu Ke said with a smile, "That's right. It's okay for others, but once I get close to you, I will be rejected by this world and exiled to another world. This is called the Savior Rejection Law in our world."
"But it's worth it to come and see you."
When Luke said this, his feet had disappeared, leaving only the shadow of his upper body, projected on the wall like an unreal 3D projection.
Kyle had never been one to show his emotions, so he said calmly, "Is there anything I should know?"
"Of course." Lu Ke nodded, looked him straight in the eye and said quickly: "As for the Space Stone, you don't have to worry about it. It has always been with you, but you just can't see it yet."
"I already know this." Kyle nodded, a subtle arc on his lips. "I'm afraid that a long time ago, when it was still a card, it was like an ability card, gradually establishing a connection with my body and subtly transforming my physical genes."
He paused, and continued, "If I have descendants, maybe they will be able to control the derived abilities of space raw stones."
The remaining upper body of Lu Ke trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth to speak, but found that his voice could no longer be heard as he was approaching the recovery stage.
He could only raise his hands and quickly express his meaning with sign language—
See you in the next dimension.
"I'll go and bring you back."
Kyle spoke confidently, waving his hand in farewell. When only the last trace of the mysterious man remained, he narrated calmly: "You just said that you made a mistake. Maybe it wasn't a mistake, but it was not obvious that you were right..."
The last shadow of Luke disappeared completely, and the hazy feeling of space subsided.
These words subtly echoed back and forth in the room where Kyle was the only one left.
Kyle stood there without moving. After a long silence, Weiss asked tentatively: "Master, just now..."
"Have you registered the name I asked you to register?" Kyle asked.
"Registered in." Weiss responded quickly.
"That's fine. As for the other things, even I don't know much about them. I'll slowly figure them out later."
Kyle thought about it, didn't stay any longer, and walked out the door to leave the room.