Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 501: The Fool: What!? 50 pounds for a diary page!? (6K) in
Crimson light surged like a tide, and gray fog spread throughout this majestic palace as if it had existed since time immemorial.

Ron looked around and found that there were no new members joining this time.

Tsk, no fun.
Gray fog passed by his eyes. Ron was puzzled by the stark difference between "Source Castle" and "Knowledge Wilderness".

"Source Castle", as the source of the dead ghost, is not as aloof as imagined. Instead, it is like a little roasted thing that welcomes everyone.

Even with the influence of Mr. Fool, it is incredible that these Beyonders who have not even achieved Sequence 4 can touch the Source.

Could it be that Lao Gui is a good person?
Although he looks mean, bad, and stupid, he still has kindness and innocence in his heart.
As he thought about it, Ron shuddered, twitched his mouth unconsciously, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"Hmph, it seems that He still wants to be resurrected as soon as possible, so He put all the authority of Sefirah Castle on the resurrection carrier, so as to achieve the uniqueness of a certain destiny. Yes, this perfectly cuts off the poor guy's luck with love."

Silently glancing at Mr. Fool who was sitting at the head of the long bronze table, the blond boy mourned for this guy for a few seconds, then turned his gaze to the worried little sun.

He seemed to be stuck in a cycle of fate last time, and it looked like he didn’t solve it, or maybe he ran into some other difficulty?
"Mr. 'Sun', is it that the cycle of fate has not been resolved, or has something else happened?"

At this time, "Justice" Audrey asked with concern.

As the only audience member at the Tarot Club, she immediately noticed the abnormality of the sun.

Out of a sense of ownership, she cares deeply about the physical and mental health of each member of the Tarot Club.

"Anyway, the Tarot Club is the first secret organization I joined, and I am also the original member who witnessed its birth. Even Mr. Ron will follow me. I don't want to lose members due to some carelessness of the members..."

Upon hearing this, Derrick the Sun’s pupils seemed to have regained focus. He opened his mouth, wanting to tell the whole story in one go.

However, due to the experience and lessons learned from the last Tarot Club, he immediately stopped talking and pretended to think. After a long while, he slowly said in the puzzled, curious, and worried eyes of the Tarot Club members:
"Thank you all for your concern. Thank you. The cycle of fate has been cracked by the Chief. We have returned to Silver City with the little boy Jack."

It's not the problem from last time. That should be another problem. According to the exploration pictures I saw, there is no sun and only lightning can be used for lighting. This is definitely not a city that exists on the North and South continents...

The "Hermit" Cattleya first glanced at Ron, then turned her head away as if she didn't see it and continued to think about the information revealed by the "Sun".

I only heard the 1.9-meter-tall Little Sun continue to say:

"In the Land of Darkness, the earth is full of curses. Any place without light is dangerous, so all creatures and plants can hardly survive."

"But fortunately, Silver City found a crop during the initial disaster that can grow tenaciously in the darkness and is the only stable and harmless source of food!"

Hearing this, Audrey "Justice" nodded thoughtfully and asked as if to confirm:

"Mr. Sun, if I remember correctly, you mentioned the name of that crop before. It's called black-faced grass, right?"

"Yes, Miss Justice, the Black-Faced Grass is very important to Silver City!"

Agent K. Berg emphasized once again, with an anxious look on his face.

"But recently, when I returned to Silver City, I found that the merits required to exchange for black-faced grass were more than five times higher than before. Many residents even chose to eat the contaminated monster flesh!"

So, what's the big deal? I've seen this happen a lot...

Emlyn "Moon" resisted the urge to scratch his head, raised his head arrogantly and whispered:
"Humans are humans. Corruption will always happen. We are not like the vampires. We will pay off the bank loan even if it takes hundreds of years!"

This foolish vampire was very proud of himself, as if he had finally found the key evidence that blood race did not originate from humans.

However, before he finished speaking, Little Sun's face suddenly turned red, and he loudly retorted to the vampire next door:

"Impossible, such a thing would never happen in Silver City. We would never harm the people of Silver City for the sake of profit!"

"Only a vampire who walks like the wind and has pus all over his body would do such a thing!"

"You humans are the ones who would do that. We, the vampire race, are respectable nobility of the night. How could we possibly do such a thing?"

"It's obviously you vampires..."

"It's you humans..."

"..."

Seeing the Sun and the Moon arguing fiercely, everyone in the Tarot Club, including Mr. Fool, fell silent.

"If I don't care about them, they will definitely keep quarreling until my spiritual energy is exhausted. Ron is a troublemaker, and it's already difficult. Why are you two causing trouble?"

Klein the Fool, who was originally watching the show, almost held his forehead with his hand. Just as he was about to tap the edge of the table with his fingers, he saw The Hanged Man shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"In the environment of Silver City, this is tantamount to self-destruction. Even if you really get extra merits through corruption, there is no place to use them, so this is impossible!"

Alger Wilson was a seasoned veteran after all. With just a few words, he straightened out the situation and separated the "Sun" and "Moon" who were about to quarrel.

He was silent for a while, then frowned and said:

"The increase in the price of Black Face Grass in Silver City may indicate one thing, that is, the stock of Black Face Grass is scarce and can no longer sustain the supply of the entire city!"

"Mr. Sun, is this what you were worried about before?"

“It’s so serious!”

"The Sun" Derrick cried out in surprise, obviously not having thought that far ahead. But when he felt the eyes of all the Tarot Club members looking at him, he scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I just feel like something bad is going to happen, or maybe there's simply not enough black grass. This has never happened before..."

Obviously, as a citizen of Silver City, his sensitivity is still a little dull.

At this time, Audrey Hall raised her hand and, relying on her understanding of the kingdom's ruling class, guessed and said:

"No, Mr. Sun, if the problem is not so serious, there will definitely be relevant personnel to explain the situation."

"And now, without anyone to explain the situation, the problem is likely to be quite serious!"

This is based on the most basic logical judgment. Small things will not overturn the basic situation of Silver City. Appropriate explanations can be used to prepare for it, while major events have been concealed...

Audrey found that she didn't dare to think any further, so she turned her head and looked at Ron, who had been listening quietly, with her green eyes.

She chuckled and asked curiously without revealing any flaws:

"Mr. Destiny, what do you think?"

How do I watch? I sit and watch...

Ron, who was sitting beside him imitating the Fool's posture, muttered to himself, then stretched out his fingers and knocked on the edge of the bronze table, saying neither panic nor ambiguity:

"Two questions."

"The first question is, there can't be normal plants in the God-Forsaken Land. The black-faced grass must have come from the influence of something."

"The second question is, does your Silver City have any Level 0 seals related to the 'Mother' pathway? If your black-faced grass has stopped growing, then it is likely that there is something wrong with the seal."

"The increase in the price of black-faced grass is not necessarily due to insufficient stock, but rather the inability to regenerate..."

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Alger, the Hanged Man, blinked twice, and immediately exclaimed in a tone of sudden enlightenment:

"Your wisdom puts me to shame."

"..."

Klein the Fool, who was sitting at the head of the long bronze table, curled his lips and was speechless.

The “Hanged Man” was quite impressive when he first joined the Tarot Club. How come he has become like this now?
"The idea that the black-faced grass originated from a level 0 seal is very interesting. It sounds more in line with the crazy and chaotic logic at the bottom of this world. Is this the authority of omniscience?"

'Alas, Ron is not a fake like me after all. His breadth of knowledge and insights are dozens of streets ahead of everyone here...'

At this time, "Sun" Derrick raised his hand and asked for advice:

"Mr. Destiny, what should we do? Can we buy edible food from you?"

He unconsciously chose the most reliable, opinionated, and powerful member of the Tarot Club to ask for his opinion, causing the lonely Mr. Fool to once again feel the feeling of being sidelined.

“No, Mr. Fool is obviously very powerful as well, but He is powerful on another level!”

Although Derrick did not ask Mr. Fool, he undoubtedly recognized the other party's ability to play tricks.

The blond boy nodded thoughtfully, and then said happily as if he remembered something:
"Don't bother. I know a biologist who is very talented and can definitely provide you with enough food to eat in Silver City..."

"do not want!"

At this critical moment, the "Hermit" Cattleya cried out in shock, her face pale and her body trembling slightly.

This is simply the end of the world!
She obviously didn't expect that even if Ron left the Future, he would still cause her such huge trouble, and she even planned to contact Frank Lee privately.

"Frank plus him, one is responsible for thinking, the other is responsible for implementation, this is even more terrifying than the evil god... No, Frank plus him can be regarded as the evil god!"

One is evil, the other is God, there is nothing wrong with that!
Taking a deep breath, Cattleya ignored the inexplicable looks from other Tarot Club members and immediately rejected them fiercely:
"I mean, don't even think about it!"

"."

"This Tarot Club contains a lot of information. When did the little brat get together with Admiral Xingzhi again? They were like strangers last time."

"I remember that He went to look for Roselle's eldest daughter a long time ago. One of the methods mentioned by Mr. Hanged Man was to find the Admiral of the Star. So Comrade Ron, have you found the Emperor's daughter and her rumored boyfriend?"

Klein the Fool glanced at Mr. The Hanged Man, who was sitting there obediently as if nothing had happened, and almost laughed out loud.

The Hermit would never have thought that the reason she suffered from the brat was entirely because of a small suggestion mentioned by Mr. The Hanged Man. The Tarot Club was becoming more and more interesting. Even as the founder, he had never thought that there would be so many coincidences in the world.

'Purple eyes, different clothes, not like the woman Susie described who went with Mr. Ron. But how come the two of them are so familiar with each other in just one week? Could it be that Mr. Ron's recent busyness has something to do with Ms. Hermit?'

'Mr. Hanged Man's reaction is very strange. He seems to be feeling guilty about something.'

Miss Justice was unable to infer more due to lack of key information. She could only puff up her cheeks cutely and stare at Ron with her emerald green eyes without stopping for a moment.

Faced with Cattleya's violent reaction, Ron tapped the edge of the bronze table lightly, not caring at all.

"If you don't need it, then don't. I have my own way."

"I have a kind of plant that has no requirements for the environment. It can meet the daily needs of Silver City and can also actively attack monsters in the dark."

"Come out, Mr. Pea!"

As Ron spoke, he materialized a strange plant nearly one meter tall on the bronze table without Mr. Fool's consent.

It is emerald green all over, with four leaves growing on the rhizome, a device similar to the muzzle of a gun, and two small eyes on it.

As soon as this strange plant appeared, World Gehrman Sparrow exclaimed:

"Peashooter!?"

"No, it's Mr. Pea!"

Ron corrected.

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Are you stupid or am I stupid? Don't I know what it is? It's not scientific at all that this plant can exist.
Klein silently complained in his heart. He looked at the "Pea Shooter" on the bronze table in surprise. He controlled the "world" and said sarcastically:
"Hmph, then do you still have Ms. Sunflower? There is no Yang in the 'Sun'."

Just after saying this, the “World” Gehrman Sparrow was stunned. He looked at the Little Sun in surprise, and a feeling of “Oh shit” came to his mind.

Isn’t this ready-made sunshine?

For some reason, Klein wanted to laugh at this moment, but in order to maintain Mr. Fool's image, he had to hold it in his heart.

"It spits out a super-sized pea every few seconds. It has a certain lethality and can also be roasted and eaten."

"Of course, its only drawback is that it needs sunlight. The more sunlight it gets, the more efficient it will be in producing peas and growing."

"It's no trouble for you."

The blond boy turned his head and looked at Derrick, the "sun" whose eyes seemed to be shining.

Without pausing, he manifested a bunch of plants that Klein was familiar with, causing Mr. Fool's eyelids to twitch.

The Nut Gentleman, the Mushroom Warm Man, the Cherry Sisters, the Melon Boss, and the Potato Boss.

What and what is this!?
Klein's worldview was completely shattered at this moment. He had no idea where Ron had found these strange things.

He took a deep breath and calmed down, then he manipulated the "world" Gehrman Sparrow and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Destiny, where did you find these plants?"

"Tsk, you have long hair but short knowledge. It's not just me. The 'Moon' Path and the 'Tillage Path' can also do this at a high sequence. What's so strange about that?"

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"Your reason is very strong, I am speechless."

The "World" curled his lips and did not delve into the issue further. He knew too little about the spiritual level of gods. Moreover, judging from the strange powers of the ancient gods that he knew at this stage, it was only a piece of cake for Ron to take out these plants.

The only thing that made Klein feel awkward was that those plants looked so familiar that he subconsciously felt that they could not possibly appear in reality.

"How about it? Want to trade? Although they don't have meat, they are easy to feed. Besides, the 'High School Student Nuts' contain a lot of fat, which can help people grow taller easily."

It must be said that Ron's words and the nearly two-meter-tall nut still moved Little Sun. He hesitated for a moment and asked with a grateful tone:
"Mr. Fate, what do you want in exchange? If there is something you want, I will do my best to fulfill it."

Ron had helped Silver City so much that the simple "Sun" felt a little embarrassed when he asked for help again.

The blond boy was not polite and waved his hand and said:

"My condition is very simple. Find out the origin of the Earth Pathway '0' level seal in your Silver City, as well as its specific function and existence."

"I just tricked the "Old Pig Woman" last week and seized a small piece of the mother nest. As a result, the "abundance" that lasted for thousands of years in Silver City disappeared in the blink of an eye, and it fell into a food crisis. There seems to be a problem here."

In fact, Ron was not sure whether there was a problem here or not. After all, he was just relying on logical speculation for some things. It was just that the timing seemed too coincidental to him, so he would not let go of the wrong person.

Anyway, all he paid for was a few dozen seeds, so it was no big deal.

"No problem Mr. Destiny, I'll ask the Chief when I get back!"

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Why is this child still so reckless?

After hearing Sun's simple words, all the members of the Tarot Club were speechless again. They looked at each other, and finally, the Hanged Man Alger coughed lightly and said:
"No need to be so direct, a hint is enough."

"In fact, you only need to hand the seeds to your chief and hint that you already know that Silver City is in a food crisis. If the situation is really out of control, your chief will definitely guess that it is not you who wants to ask, but the person who gave you the seeds."

"As for the rest, he will naturally make some considerations. In essence, it depends on whether the effect of these seeds is greater than that of the seal that only produces black-faced grass."

"Of course, if your chief didn't tell you, it means the situation is still under control. If he told you, it means the situation is completely out of control and needs external help."

"As expected of the scheming Mr. Hanged Man, this intelligence analysis is really skillful. I actually thought so too."

Klein nodded secretly in his heart. From Mr. Fool's perspective, he agreed with Alger's idea.

After finishing this conversation, the atmosphere at the Tarot Club became noticeably more lively.

Ron's golden eyes scanned the area, and finally fixed his gaze on the "Fool" who was sitting leisurely.

Klein's eyelids jumped, knowing that the brat was going to mess with him again, so he took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally.

However, the blond boy was not as bad as he imagined. He just smiled crookedly and said in a respectful tone that he had never used before:
"Great Mr. Fool, I got a whole Roselle diary!"

?

A whole book!? Is this a connection with Bernadette!?

Damn, Ron, I didn’t expect you to be so reliable. I love you so much!

Hearing the brat say this, Klein burst into tears. Since he met Ron, he had never seen this bastard act so normal.

Is this a sign of conscience awakening?

Just when Klein the Fool was filled with joy, the blond boy did not stop talking. With just one sentence, he sent the happy Mr. Fool into an endless hell.

"Fifty pounds for a diary, very fair!"

This is the devil whispering!
Mr. Fool’s slightly raised mouth corners and the gratified expression on his face instantly froze.

"Fifty pounds, why don't you just go and rob!?"

"Normally speaking, a page of Emperor Roselle's diary would cost at most 20 pounds!"

This is the hoarse and deep voice of "The World" Gehrman Sparo.

Hearing this, the blond boy immediately turned his head, looked at Mr. Fool's trumpet with a bad look, and openly scolded:
"none of your business?"

"It has been the same price for so many years. Don't lie. Roselle's diary is very precious!"

"Sometimes you should look for your own reasons. Have you worked hard to make money and have you been working seriously over the years?"

“Just because you can’t afford it doesn’t mean Mr. Fool can’t afford it. Mr. Fool is a man who is short of money. No, is he a God who is short of money?”

"What He despises most is vulgar money!"

You fart! ! !
To be honest, at this moment, Klein really wanted to imitate Ron and stand up and shout loudly without any manners.

However, his reason told him that he must hold back, otherwise there was a high chance that he would be exposed in public.

Ron is a double-edged sword. Although it is convenient to use, the negative effects are not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Oh, it's just a small matter."

In the end, the great Mr. Fool almost gnashed his teeth to pieces as he tried desperately to utter an indifferent reply.

50 pounds per page, a whole book should have more than 40 pages. One five equals five, two five equals ten, March th Women's Day, May st Youth Day.
Calm down, Zhou Mingrui, you have to calm down, don't bother with the little brat. You have to buy it sooner or later, right? Can you really turn a blind eye to Roselle's diary?
Klein was silent for a while, trying hard to convince himself that this deal was a good deal.

However, when he took the notebook that Ron materialized, opened it and took the first look, his back teeth were almost broken.

"Ah~ I had a wonderful night with Miss Feysac last night."

Fifty pounds a page for this!?

(End of this chapter)