Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 53 Acting

Alger turned around and said in a deep voice, "Mixture of low-sequence potions is simple, but you can add less ingredients, but never more. You should be aware of Beyonders losing control."

Audrey nodded. She wasn't completely ignorant of the Extraordinary world. If she hadn't been so unwilling to have her freedom restricted, she could have become an Extraordinary person long ago.

That's fine, no need for him to explain.

Alger continued, "It doesn't matter if it's too little or too far off. You can familiarize yourself with chemistry experiments first."

"I've done some chemistry experiments before." Audrey nodded slightly, sighing inwardly, "Mr. Hanged Man is truly responsible."

"The main ingredients are a pair of eyes from an adult Manhar fish, 35ml of blood from a Sheephorn Snakehead fish. The supplementary ingredients are 80ml of pure water, 5 drops of Colchicum extract, 13g of Oxtooth Peony powder, and 7 petals of an Elf Flower."

After Alger finished speaking, he repeated it considerately, worried that Audrey might not remember it.

"...Narcissus essence..." Audrey successfully repeated the potion formula under Alger's guidance. In order to prevent herself from forgetting or making mistakes, Audrey repeated it several times in her mind.

After making sure she had memorized it and that there would be no mistakes, Audrey raised her hand to request the end of the private conversation.

"Our deal is done," Audreyson said with a smile in her green eyes. Her reserve as a young girl couldn't hide her yearning for mystery. "What do you need, Miss Queen?"

Alger admired Audrey in his heart. After guessing that Eve might be a member of the force behind the Fool, he wanted to communicate with the Queen and get some information. By understanding the Queen, he could infer the faction to which the Fool belonged.

But he didn't dare to test it rashly, for fear of being exposed and angering the Fool. Now Audrey just gave him an opportunity.

He looked at Eve and agreed, "We can help you."

"Mr. Hanged Man is a Beyonder from the Sailor Path, right?" Eve curled her lips. Instead of answering Audrey directly, she looked at Alger and asked. Although it was clearly a question, her tone was extremely firm.

Alger was stunned for a moment. He quietly observed the Fool sitting at the head of the table. He saw that he was still as relaxed as usual, sitting upright on the bronze chair as if everything was under control. His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, again and again, making a slight sound.

The Fool told her?
Alger's heart felt as if it were being tightly grasped by a hand.

He revealed at the last gathering that he had two potion formulas, one for the Sailor and the other for the Spectator. Adding to that the blood of the Ghost Shark he traded, if the Fool knew the formula for the "Navigator," it wouldn't be difficult to guess that he was a Beyonder of the Sailor Path.

Is this a knock on him?

Alger concealed his abnormality, nodded to Eve, and asked, "How did you know?"

"I just happened to know the recipe, so I thought about it a little bit and I guessed it right."

Is it really just a coincidence?
Alger suppressed his suspicion and stared at the blue figure behind the gray fog, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. "For the sake of safety, let's assume for now that the Queen belongs to the Fool's forces."

If it is true, the Queen can reveal the Fool's intentions and avoid accidentally offending them; if it is false, there is no loss.

After so many years of struggling in the extraordinary world, Alger had always been cautious and never took chances. It was always better to put oneself in a disadvantageous position in one's mind than to find oneself in a difficult situation in reality.

Eve looked at Alger, who appeared normal on the surface, and smiled inwardly.

I can't beat those thousand-year-old foxes, and I can't beat you either.

"I have the formula for a Sequence 6 Wind-Blessed Sailor's Path," Eve said. "You can trade it for all the blood of the Black Abyss Demon Fish."

Emperor Roselle’s famous saying popped up in Alger’s mind: give a sweet date after a good beating.

He breathed a sigh of relief. If Eve really represented the Fool's intentions, it also meant that although the Fool was somewhat dissatisfied with his little thoughts, he was not going to pursue it.

He is safe.

"Okay," Alger nodded, "I'll help you find it as soon as possible."

"Miss Queen, do you have the follow-up formula for 'The Audience'?" Audrey asked expectantly, watching the two people's transaction. "I'm sorry, Miss Justice," Eve said, shaking her head. "I don't have the follow-up formula for 'The Audience' right now."

Before the girl next to her could show her disappointment, Eve added, "Maybe there will be one at the next party."

Does Eve have a follow-up recipe for the audience?
Of course there are.

But it is impossible for Eve to take over all the business, otherwise the Tarot Club will become her shop instead of Zhou Mingrui's organization.

The current Tarot Club is more of a gathering than an organization, and Eve intends to cultivate the Tarot Club into Zhou Mingrui's organization, which will be his future team.

Alger glanced at Audrey, then lowered his eyes to ponder what Eve had just said.

Perhaps later... Was she evaluating the value of justice? Was she worthy of their cultivation?
An organization must possess a complete divine path, or perhaps one or more incomplete paths, but they are still capable of obtaining low-sequence formulas from other paths if they want.

They want to see if justice is worth their while to find the follow-up formula for "The Audience"?
Alger swam in a sea of conspiracy theories, while Audrey thought much more simply.

"Thank you, Miss Queen," Audrey said. "Is there anything I should be aware of?"

Alger observed the Fool and saw that he had no intention of speaking, then looked at the Queen.

The Queen said respectfully, "Mr. Fool?"

As the Queen finished speaking, silence spread throughout the magnificent palace. Audrey and Alger followed the Queen in silently looking at the Fool.

The Fool nodded slightly.

"Yes," the Queen turned around, looked at Audrey and said, "Acting."

"Performance?"

"Performance?"

Eve nodded and explained to the two, "The key to the potion is digestion. By acting out the digestion of the potion, the name of the potion is the key to the acting."

Alger was stunned for a moment, chewing over these words carefully.

Audrey didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence. She looked at Alger, who had just learned this sentence like her. Seeing that he had a thoughtful look on his face, she asked Eve curiously, "Can you explain it in detail, Miss Queen? I will pay you."

"I shouldn't be paid." Eve shook her head but patiently explained, "It's simple. You're an audience member, so just act like one and watch the actors perform from the sidelines. But remember, you're the audience. Don't let the actors control you."

Audrey nodded, half understanding. "So we're just acting according to the potion's name. What's the point of that?"

"Of course, I don't just follow the name. The name is just a hint, and that's the most basic form of acting. Digesting the potion is very slow. To digest it quickly, you need to find the core of acting. When you're done, you can feel the completion of digestion. It's a wonderful feeling." Eve said, "Acting can help you advance quickly. If you don't know how to act, you can only rely on time to digest the potion, which is very slow. You might not be able to advance to Sequence Eight in five years."

Audrey blinked her beautiful deep green eyes and said with a smile, "Thank you, Miss Queen, and thank you, Mr. Fool."

Audrey looked up and asked, "What should I pay?"

"Roselle's diary." Klein said in a deep voice.

Russell's Diary!
Alger's pupils shrank slightly. It wasn't a note, it was a diary. Could a fool understand Emperor Roselle's notes?
He turned his head to look at Audrey, and as he expected, she asked the question he wanted to ask.

"Diary?" Audrey repeated doubtfully.

The Fool chuckled, "Let's call it a diary."

(End of this chapter)