Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 186: I'm so excited, is Madam Xuelun cooking for me?
In the same rehearsal room, Roger once again found Alice and her two companions.

However, unlike the last time, Thomas Doyle and other mechanics from the Steam Church were not here today. It seemed that the stage effects equipment had been assembled and they had returned to the Lever Church in advance.

After Alice and her companions met Roger, they greeted each other and exchanged a few pleasantries. Alice then began to show Roger the results of her work during this period.

She stood on the stage and casually sang a short musical narration. As the lyrics and singing tune changed, one of Alice's companions behind the stage also activated the fog-making props in time.

In an instant, a large amount of mist spurted out from several grids under the stage. The mist quickly swirled around Alice's feet, and Alice felt as if she was in a hazy dream for a moment.

"Is it water vapor... or dry ice?"

Roger's mind moved slightly, and he quickly determined the source of the fog under Alice's feet. At the same time, he applauded and cheered, feeling happy for the work results of Alice and her companions.

Alice then demonstrated the stage flash system that simulated lightning or other strong lights, which Roger also found very interesting.

This was his first time personally coming into contact with mechanical creations other than means of transportation influenced by the "universalists". He had to admit that they were really capable. It was truly remarkable that they could create these mechanisms in a civilization stage where coal and steam were the main energy sources.

"How about it?"

Alice jumped down from the stage and winked at Roger.

“Surprisingly good.”

Roger spoke frankly.

“Although the cost per use is not low, it is a groundbreaking improvement compared to the monotonous stage sets of the past.

"For this purpose, the Royal Art Troupe has also allocated a special fund to support this research and development..."

Alice seemed quite happy, in a much better mood than the last time Roger saw her.

This is understandable. In the process of making a new product, there will always be various problems and dissatisfaction. However, when it is actually manufactured, it often gives people a sense of accomplishment.

"I think the device you invented will be useful soon."

Roger rubbed his chin and spoke with a smile.

Alice was stunned at first, but then she realized what was happening and nodded.

She knew Roger was talking about the new art form of singing he had described earlier.

Originally, Alice thought that it would take a long time for Roger's idea to be implemented, but now it seems that Roger is quite confident.

She very consciously made an excuse to her two companions, saying that she had something to talk to Mr. Jones about, and then he quickly pulled Roger out of the performance hall.

The two came to the Royal Art Troupe's cafe, each ordered a cup of coffee, and started chatting while drinking.

At this time, Roger took out a piece of paper with musical notation from his arms and handed it to Alice.

That was the melody of a pop song he had composed these past two days, but he hadn't had time to write the lyrics yet.

Alice hummed the music twice, then asked uncertainly:
"It feels like... a celebration of love?"

"It seems you heard it."

Roger smiled and nodded.

Compared to those elegant and profound classical music, in Roger's previous life, pop music became popular mainly because it could express common human emotions, easily arouse empathy, and the content and form were easy to spread.

Love is one of the most easy to understand, most widely sung, and most enduring themes.

On the other hand, compared to classical music, pop songs are much easier to create, so this also made it easier for Roger to carry out his first truly independent creation.

In order to experiment with his current composing ability and his ability to evoke emotional resonance in music, Roger didn't even engrave any rules in the music. He just wanted to see how attractive the song could be.

"Teacher, does this song still have lyrics?"

Alice quickly discovered the problem, because Roger had said before that pop music is an art form of accompaniment music plus vocal singing, so in her opinion, such music that praises love must have its own lyrics.

"Yes... I haven't thought of the words yet."

Roger sighed slightly.

To be honest, this is also one of the variables in the "Pop Song" plan. As a "composer", he is only good at composing music, but Roger is really not very good at writing lyrics.

He was even thinking that if it really didn't work, he could first translate the lyrics of some popular songs in China in his previous life into Loen language. However, that would not only cause incompatibility in artistic conception, but also rhyme problems, which might require a lot of revision work.

"Teacher, if you don't mind, how about letting me try?"

Alice's eyes sparkled. Roger's student seemed very passionate about this matter.

It's no wonder, as she originally majored in vocal music and has always been yearning for lyric writing.

Especially compared to the lyrics for musicals and operas, which have a high entry threshold, the pop music that Roger mentioned is obviously more suitable for "amateur players" like Alice.

Roger's heart moved when he heard Alice's words.

This is indeed a good choice.

Considering Alice's academic background and her sensitive and delicate emotions as a woman, she may be more qualified for this job than Roger.

In any case, since his student volunteered, Roger should let her give it a try.

"Then leave it to you."

Seeing Roger readily agree, Alice immediately smiled with joy and clapped softly.

"That's right, Alice."

Roger thought for a moment and then spoke again:
"Would you like to do a part-time job?"

"part time?"

Alice was a little confused: "What kind of part-time job?"

"Didn't I rescue some survivors of Abraham's family earlier?"

Seeing Alice nod, indicating that she remembered this, Roger continued:

"There are a pair of twin boys there. I've found a tutor for them to study cultural courses at home. If you're free, I'd like to invite you to give them a two-hour art appreciation class every week... Of course, if you're willing to give them one more class, I have no objection either."

"The specific content is up to you, I won't interfere. As long as you think it's useful and can improve their artistic accomplishment, you can teach it.

"I'll charge you according to the current tutoring salary in the market. Is that okay with you?"

Alice waved her hands repeatedly after hearing this:
"No, no, no, teacher, talking about money is too awkward. Without you, I wouldn't even be able to become a Beyonder."

The total value of the potion formula and main ingredients from Sequence 9 to Sequence 8 was at least 1000 gold pounds, and Roger never asked Alice for any money in the process, which always made Alice feel a little guilty.

"No, it's not the same thing."

Roger shook his head: "You still don't understand what I mean."

"What do you mean..."

Alice thought for a moment, then blurted out in astonishment:

"Are you planning to leave Backlund?"

"As expected of you."

Luo Jie exclaimed in praise.

Alice was very clever and perceptive, and Roger was always pleased with this aspect of his student.

In fact, the reason why Roger actively developed Alice and Fors, the two "new" students of the Abraham family, was because he hoped that they could become his helpers and help the development of these young members of the Abraham family as much as possible.

Needless to say, Alice's diligence and loyalty had also passed Roger's test over the past period of time, so Roger planned to let her gradually deepen her contact with Sam and other members of the Abraham family and play a supporting role.

In fact, this was also part of the original agreement between the two, and Alice had been waiting for this moment.

On the other hand, considering that Alice has never earned any money since she started studying with him, Roger also wants to give her a part-time job by finding a tutor for Alister and Perseus. The two brothers can also receive a relatively high-level art education. This is the best of both worlds.

Although Alice already understood, Roger still told her the general situation.

After a while, Alice accepted this reality, but she still felt a little reluctant:
"So when are you planning on leaving? Are you coming back?"

"Not too soon, at least until I finish the remaining things on hand.

"But it won't be too slow, because overseas there are opportunities for me to become stronger."

Roger leaned forward and patted Alice on the shoulder:

"Don't worry too much, I'll be back in a few months at most."

Hearing Roger say this, Alice finally nodded: "I will write the lyrics as soon as possible."

"That's true."

Roger smiled brightly.

He and Alice agreed on the next time they would meet, and then he left the Royal Art Troupe by car and drove towards his home.

Coincidentally, the carriages carrying Roger and Klein arrived at the door of No. 15 Minsk Street at the same time, but neither of them was surprised.

One was an extraordinary person on a destiny-related path, the other was a sign of destiny. Both charlatans had a vague sense of each other before they met.

"What a coincidence."

Roger smiled at Klein and took the lead in opening the wooden door of 15 Minsk Street.

What was even more coincidental was that he had just entered the house and had not even had time to take off his coat when the spiritual intuition of "De La Hoya's Rat" hit Roger's heart in waves.

"Mr. C? Or Xesma?"

Roger suddenly became a little nervous. Although he could not be divined or predicted because he was contaminated by the "Oneness of All Things", considering the existence of the "True Creator", it was not ruled out that Xesma would know that he had become a Sequence 5 Beyonder.

He didn't want to look for Xesma at this stage. There was no benefit and no need to do so.

Fortunately, when Roger arrived at his workshop, the envelope handed to him by the "De La Hoya Rat" who jumped out of the shadows did not have the cross-shaped wax mark on it.

This made Roger feel relieved. He paid five nuts as "stamp fee", sent the cute half-mouse, half-rabbit away, and then opened the envelope.

Inside the envelope was a brief letter and a small glass bottle protected by a knitted cloth cover. Roger took a look at the black liquid inside and opened the letter.

“Your Excellency, the Special Messenger of God:

“Please see the things you need with this letter. The person who knew about this has been eliminated.

Sincerely, C

Roger's mouth twitched slightly and he put the letter into the drawer.

"C is really getting more efficient... But what does 'the person who knew about this has been eliminated' mean?"

Roger was speechless for a moment. He had originally thought that Mr. C's mental state would be more normal after he became his friend, but who knew that not long after, he would demonstrate to him what "absolute loyalty" meant.

"But having said that, although I told Mr. C to keep this matter confidential, I also told him not to kill innocent people.

"So in other words, Mr. C killed some bad guy who accidentally knew about it?
"I don't know how this guy defines good and evil..."

Roger suddenly felt that he needed to strengthen his ideological work with Mr. C and confirm whether the other party's San value was still at a reasonable level.

After all, if he is not the kind of unforgivable criminal, there is no need to kill him. You just need to use extraordinary items or something like that to erase his memory.

While temporarily expelling the messy thoughts, Roger used the "Parasite Gloves" to strip away the extraordinary characteristics of the "Faceless Man" in the "Wanderer Mask".

Roger then quickly divined the effectiveness of the Thousand-Faced Hunter's blood and the safety of the "Faceless Man" attribute, then went to the living room and threw the small glass bottle covered with knitted cloth and the extraordinary characteristics contained in another small box to his detective roommate who was petting a cat.

Klein subconsciously took the glass bottle and box, then paused for a moment before speaking:

"Thank you."

"Stop talking nonsense and get promoted and get to work."

Roger waved his hand and went upstairs on his own.

He took a nap, and when it was almost time for dinner, Roger came downstairs yawning and into the living room.

"You're awake, come and eat."

Suddenly, a familiar female voice was heard. Roger was slightly stunned and his eyes widened suddenly.

In the restaurant, Mrs. Sharon, wearing an apron, was placing a black enamel pot on the heat insulation board on the table and calling Roger to come and eat with a smile.

"what?"

Roger rubbed his eyes, and after a moment he realized that it was still Mrs. Sharon.

"I'm up... Madam Sharon is cooking at my house. Go back and get some sleep."

Roger just turned around and took a few steps before he realized that Mrs. Sharon was wearing a men's shirt and trousers.

He then said unhappily:
"You mess with people's mentality right after you get promoted, right?"

At this time, Bandit licked his paw and said:

"Klein and I played a game of chess. The bet was who would become the one to tease you.

"He wanted to become Mr. C, and I told him to become Mrs. Sharon, but he lost..."

"Bullshit, don't think I don't know that you 'accidentally' moved the chess piece with your tail while I was in the toilet..."

Klein immediately uttered a dissatisfied sound and exposed the tabby cat's "evil deeds."

Roger curled his lips, suppressing his urge to complain:

"I say, can you two do something human?"

"personnel?"

Bandit scoffed: "But I'm a cat..."

Roger immediately looked at Klein speechlessly. Klein laughed heartily, and his height and appearance quickly returned to normal.

"Stop making trouble and come eat."

"How about new abilities?"

Roger called Alister and Perseus to come for dinner, then sat down at the dining table and asked, looking at the food in front of him.

"Not bad. Innate abilities have been enhanced across the board, even the 'magician' ability has been increased by 30%."

Klein served Roger a bowl of soup:

"Not only that, now I can easily remember the appearance, voice and smell of others, and then change my height and appearance - just like I was able to do it when I was wearing the 'Wanderer Mask'.
"But I can't replicate certain special features caused by my extraordinary abilities...

"After dinner, I'm going to go for a stroll down Gower Street and see if I can get any information."

Klein Moretti, who had just been promoted and gained new abilities, was full of energy.

"Good luck to you."

Roger gave Klein a thumbs-up in encouragement.

"Detective Moriarty, can we come along?"

When Perseus learned that Klein, also a Beyonder of the "Fortune Teller" path, had been promoted to Sequence 6 and became a "Faceless Man" who could change his appearance at will, his eyes were full of stars. He wanted to immediately follow his idol and dive into the vast world of Beyonders, striving to become a mid-sequence Beyonder himself.

"You still have history class later."

Roger then poured a basin of cold water on Perseus, and the child immediately looked sad and continued to eat.

After dinner, Roger used his messenger to help Klein deliver a letter to Sam, calling Klein's apprentice detective from Woston Gardens to 15 Minsk Street.

Klein then took Sam out. They wandered around several places before finally finding a deserted back street.

Amidst Sam's horror, Klein quickly transformed into a ferocious gang member. He then deliberately messed up his clothes, explained the next course of action to Sam, and swaggered out of the alley and boarded a public carriage heading to Queens.

Half an hour later, the ferocious Klein got off the public carriage at King's Cross Station near Gower Street, then walked towards Gower Street not far away with his hands in his pockets.

"Charles Coleman's Restaurant..."

Klein stood across the street and saw the restaurant with a black sign with gold lettering. After a moment's thought, he walked in.

"Welcome, sir. How many people are you?"

As soon as Klein entered the brightly lit restaurant, he saw many well-dressed people sitting around eating and drinking. In contrast, his own appearance was a bit out of place.

Gower Street is one of the more central streets in Queens, and it's normal to have a dress code here.

But even so, the young waiter with a few freckles on his face who came to greet Klein did not reject him. Instead, he was very enthusiastic.

"There's something strange about this restaurant..."

(End of this chapter)