Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 126 Money
Alger knew that this opportunity was hard-won, but he hadn't saved much money as a pirate over the years. He couldn't even afford one of them, let alone the two combined.

He pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time before he slowly spoke, "I don't have enough money or valuables right now. If you want to get rid of them right away, I can't help you."

Philip shook his head. "Not immediately. The end of this year or the beginning of next year would be fine. As for the price, the formula is 2500 pounds, and the Beyonder characteristic is 4500 pounds."

There are still more than three months until the end of the year. By then, my "Navigator" potion should have been completely digested, but before that, I need to save up 7000 pounds. Alger felt that breathing was a little difficult, as if his chest was being pressed by something.

He tried to bargain, but Philip, who already had a certain understanding of the market conditions for mid-sequence materials, especially those related to Sequence Six and Sequence Five, did not lower his bottom line. In the end, he just gave in and went to discuss with his accomplices whether he could use extraordinary items to appropriately offset the price.

After Alger got the answer, he didn't say anything else. He placed his palms on the long bronze table, lowered his head slightly, and thought about his plans for the next three months.

Qi Lingos was already dead, and he no longer had to worry about the secret of the primitive island being leaked. It seemed that there was really nothing important to do next, and he would focus on accumulating wealth.

If only he could encounter a few pirate groups with Beyonders and seize a few Beyonder items, that would be great. Otherwise, it would be impossible to become rich in such a short time. Alger closed his eyes and sighed silently.

hiss~
Klein, who witnessed the entire process, couldn't help but gasp as he watched Philip use the Wind-Favored Beyonder's extraordinary characteristics and potion formula, which he had never seen before, to squeeze out a huge sum of 7000 pounds from Mr. The Hanged Man's future.

This amount can buy nearly ten houses in Tingen!

Money
At this time, the "Sun", who had become accustomed to waiting, finally broke away from his silent listening state after realizing that the conversation had ended, and said to Philip:

"Mr. Temperance, I have joined the patrol team, but the rewards I receive now are not enough to buy the materials you need. Please give me some more time before the next Tarot meeting."

"I will also pass on the extraordinary knowledge I have reviewed in my spare time these days to you along with that material."

Within seven days? That's acceptable. The best outcome would be that I would already be a sequence six zombie the next time I attend Mr. A's party. That would be the safest way. Philip nodded in response.

He was now ready to release the soul of the "interrogator" in "Creeping Hunger". After all, it was of no use at the critical moment. This glove could only use a single soul at a time, and it took a full second to switch.

In comparison, "Faceless Man", "Nightmare" and "Priest of Light" are much more practical.

So instead of keeping it to take up space, it's better to sell it as a package. Well, with the characteristics and formula of Sequence 7 of the "Arbitrator" pathway, if there are military personnel in the party, it would be strange if they don't mess with me. Fortunately, I can both resist and run.

As Philip's thoughts raced through his mind, he was about to make a final move and discuss the transaction regarding the properties and formula of the "Psychologist" with the wealthy Miss Justice in advance, but he heard the Fool in the main seat say:

"That's it for today."

Hearing this, Philip felt a little regretful, but he quickly calmed down and stood up with the others and said, "I will follow your wishes."

After only a few seconds, enveloped in a crimson light, the scene before him suddenly changed, and he returned to the real world, back to his bedroom.

Philip sighed with some regret.

It only took a few more minutes, and then the other three members of the Tarot Club would have established a trading relationship with him. Although it was a bit perverted, Philip really felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction from it.

It’s just like playing those business development games. After clicking all the red dots, you watch the progress bars move by little by little, then go to sleep contentedly, waiting for the moment to go online and reap the rewards.

Forget it, just this once, I won’t be able to afford it again in the future. Philip smiled and shook his head, then sat up and got out of bed.

As for Mr. Hanged Man, just treat it as a long-term investment with a profit of 500 pounds. You can't rely on it for the time being, so it's better to put it out of your mind and think about it later or the other party will mention it on his own initiative.

Philip opened the wardrobe and looked at the women's clothes inside. He sighed almost subconsciously, then skillfully took out a silver ring and put it on himself.

It's time to go to the Brave Bar tonight.

Wait, it seems like there are some other things to do. Hiss, forget about the update of "Sherlock Holmes", I'll update it later.

I'll learn from my senior, Fors, and find time to inquire about her progress. Once she reaches 70% or 80%, I'll find time to update. Anyway, there's still time.
Separated by a wall.

Klein, who was also sitting on the bed, covered his head and waited quietly for a few seconds. His aching brain slowly recovered, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then smiled bitterly.

It seems that if Philip is promoted to a "zombie" by then, and he, as the organizer of the Tarot Club, is still only at the eighth level, he will probably experience the long-lost situation of almost exhausting his spiritual power like Tingen in his early days.

Although this was manageable, Klein didn't want to experience it again. It also meant he'd likely fall asleep all night and miss out on some important things.

I still need to act as soon as possible, but I've already mastered the rules of acting, and the time ahead can't be shortened any further. I don't know if applying for a clown position at the circus now would help. Klein curled his lips and shook his head. Then, without clinging to the warm bed, he got out of bed as well.

After putting on a tuxedo and a half-high silk hat from the coat rack, Klein opened the door and bumped into Philip as he was walking towards the stairs.

Klein: "."

Ok?
Philip nodded subconsciously, and was about to tell the other party about his itinerary, but his sight suddenly caught the weariness in the other party's eyes. He couldn't help but tilt his head and asked with some doubts:
"Are you sure you were taking a nap?"

I'm absolutely certain I wasn't taking a nap. Damn, how could I have forgotten this? My mind was just drifting off, and I hadn't thought of it at all. Klein rubbed his eyes and forced a helpless smile.
"I can't help it. I'm a little tired, but I couldn't fall asleep in bed this afternoon. After tossing and turning a few times, I decided to give up. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep at night."

(End of this chapter)