Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 160 It turns out that Mr. Fool is the Joyful Star God

Following the tapping sound on the long table, Mr. Fool's slightly lowered voice said, "Miss Wheel of Fortune, please tell us about the saints."

No, sister, I told you to relax a little, but I didn’t tell you to relax like this!
And you've only been with me for a short time, and you're already telling me stories about my childhood?

He must have learned bad things from Serres.

Klein, who was behind the gray fog, glared at Serris fiercely.

Serris glared back.

It's not my business?

"Well then," since Mr. Fool had spoken, Padmeow had no choice but to give in. "Then I'll tell you a little story about the 13 saints."

Hearing this, Xing immediately raised her hand: "Me, me, me, I want to listen too."

"So what are you willing to pay as a reward?" Padomeow turned to look at Xing.

"Reward? What reward?" Xing leaned back. "What a joke! I've stolen the Knowledge Envoy's rare items, slapped the Destruction Envoy's big bibi, hit the Hunting Envoy with a club, and even played a game of ball battle with the Void Envoy. Have they ever asked me for a penny? You dare to ask me for money just by opening your mouth?"

Intelligence, destruction, hunting, nothingness, everyone present knew what these were, after all, Serris had talked about them before.

But what is a Lingshi?
Seeing the crowd's confusion, Serris explained, "A Commander is a fate walker created by a Star God, either intentionally or unintentionally, and draws power directly from them. While a Commander doesn't necessarily obey a Star God, they can generally be considered an extension of their will."

So isn't this just destroying the Star God's place?
Xing is very proud.

That’s right, I’m really awesome.

Alger thought about it the most.

That's it...that's it!
No wonder I've never heard of Mr. Fool before.

It turns out that Mr. Fool was once the overlord of the universe outside this planet!
Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the Emperor's daughter could go and mess up the places of other star gods.

Fool... the master of foolishness... I understand!
The scheming frog keeps touching your belly!
It turns out that Mr. Fool is the Star God of Joy!
Great, I'm starting to understand everything!
"But, here, at Mr. Fool's party, you have to pay." Audrey, who was very righteous and had a strong sense of ownership, immediately retorted angrily.

As Audrey's momentum rose, Xing's momentum immediately withered.

"Well...you can't use my money, how about I exchange it for other materials in the universe?" Xing answered again.

She truly was from outer space. With the exception of Derrick and Serris, who still hadn't figured out the situation, everyone else had confirmed their previous opinion.

"For example?" Padomeow asked curiously.

She was very curious about what kind of alien technology the planet could have. Although this planet was also alien to her now.

“How about [solid-state water purification]?” Xing said.

"What is that?" Padmeow continued to ask.

"It's a compound composed of hydrogen and oxygen, the source of life for carbon-based organisms. It's kept in a solid state for easy portability."

"Isn't this just ice?" Padomeow thought about it.

"No, no, no, ice is ice. This is pure water, but it's in a solid state." Xing explained in a fierce manner, and no one knew what she was gesturing.

"Isn't that just ice..." Paduo Miao still didn't understand.

"Hmm..." Xing thought carefully, "Ice is cold, but this one isn't."

Padmeow understood: "So what's its use?"

"Looks good?" Xing answered uncertainly.

"Then I don't need it." Padmeow shook her head.

It wasn't that she didn't want it. In fact, she really wanted it. But if Xing could use this solid water to exchange for the qualification to audit the class, then it would be unfair to Miss Justice and the others.

"Okay..." Xing was very depressed.

"Then I'll listen too." Serris smiled.

Klein nodded and cut off the perception of the Hanged Man and others.

Afterwards, Padomeow talked about some interesting daily stories of the 13 Yingjie, such as the "Starry Saint" drawing romantic comics based on the prototypes of several other saints.

Finally, Padmeow seemed to be condemned by his conscience, feeling that the reward he gave did not match the difficulty of killing Bakerlund, and told some knowledge about Honkai. At least this knowledge was genuine and it was definitely something Audrey had never heard of.

Audrey was very happy to hear this and didn't feel that there was any mismatch in value.

After all, in her opinion, killing Baker was really easy. She didn't even experience the feeling of "escaping death" at that time.

Finally, Padmeow lowered her voice and said, "As for Mr. Fool's little story, when you come to the church, I'll tell you secretly."

Hey hey hey, I'm still here.

At Audrey's excited nod, Klein wordlessly removed the block on the others.

Next it was Little Sun's turn to speak: "Mr. Devil, my City Builder potion has been digested."

Digested!

Derrick gave everyone another fright.

I feel like I've only digested less than one-tenth of it... Audrey thought silently. "Maybe it's because of the pre-rehearsal," Alger speculated.

After all, he himself has a certain degree of advance experience in potions, and having sailed on the sea for a long time, he also fits the definition of a "scorched earth walker".

Because the scorched earth does not necessarily refer to burnt land, but rather refers to a dangerous environment.

Because of this, after taking the Scorch Walker potion, he could feel that he had digested a small part of it to a certain extent.

Derrick scratched his head sheepishly. "All the City Builders have been digested, as has one Scorched Earth Walker."

In fact, it didn't take a week at all. Serris delivered the potion to them on Thursday, and they had almost digested it by Friday.

Half a day is dedicated to solidifying spirituality and experiential abilities.

Silver City's millennia-long tenacity was no mere rhetoric. It could be said that the blood of the city's builders flowed through their veins.

No wonder when Krippo came to Earth, he looked towards Silver City first.

By the way, because he had already embarked on the path of preservation, Colin Iliad did not take the preservation potion. He was the Scorch Walker who completely digested the potion.

Alger couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Sun, when we get back, could you please ask me how that Scorched Earth Walker digested the potion?"

"Okay, Mr. Hanged Man." Derrick nodded.

"What kind of reward do you need?" Alger asked.

"No need." Derrick shook his head. "The Chief told me to build a good relationship with you guys. There's no need for payment for such a small task."

Alger hesitated to speak. This kid was truly honest.

"You are all very good." Even the Masked Fool, who has a relatively bad personality, couldn't help but give heartfelt praise at this time.

"Thank you, Mr. Devil." Sun Derrick lowered his head a little embarrassedly.

"The potion of Sequence Eight of the Preservation Path is called City-Building Historian. Beyonders on this path will have exceptionally good memories and strong spirits," Serris introduced to Derrick.

"They can consume spiritual energy to create shields out of thin air. At the same time, they gain some spell-like abilities, allowing them to repair and reinforce things like city walls based on their memories."

Historian... Derrick had an idea.

"Then there's Sequence Eight from the Path of Destruction, known as Wastelander. Beyonders from this path possess strong manual skills, able to assemble a wide variety of weapons from insignificant, useless objects. They can control fire to a certain extent, and their physical fitness becomes even stronger."

Derrick remembered: "Thank you, Mr. Devil."

"You're welcome." Serris smiled and shook his head. "Your City of Silver is truly quite interesting. It brought me a lot of fun."

"I won't be going to your City of Silver this week. After the Tarot Meeting, I will send the potion to you through Mr. Fool."

"Mr. Devil, we also want to know what the Sequence Zero of this path is called?" Derrick asked.

"Isn't this what your chief asked you to ask?" Serris asked with a smile.

"Yes." Derrick nodded without hesitation.

"That's not valuable information. After all, I came up with the name. It's called the Heartless Titan, and that name comes from a very interesting guy. Even someone like me who has almost no empathy can't help but applaud him. But I don't think you can make any sense out of it."

"Is that so?" Derrick nodded.

"So when you return, you can tell your chief, Sequence Zero and Sequence One, their names. Sequence One's name is Fate Restorer."

"I understand. Thank you, Mr. Devil." Derrick thanked.

"Look, you didn't hear a word of what I just said, 'Don't be polite,'" Serris said jokingly.

"What about you? Miss Wheel of Fortune, which path of destiny potion do you want?" Serris looked at Padmeow.

"Hmm... is there anyone who shares the same tune?" asked Padmeow.

"That's a good idea. I'll start researching it now and I think I'll have results in a month or two." Serris replied.

"Okay, then I'll wait for the potion of harmony." Paddy replied.

"can."

"I want the fate potion too!" Xing raised her hand.

"Come on." Serris curled his lips.

You are a scumbag who is playing with four women at the same time.

The free exchange that followed lasted less than ten minutes. Klein announced the end of this Tarot Club and immediately severed his connection with the crimson stars.

After everyone's figures vanished into streams of light, Klein looked toward the "world" across from him and chuckled softly, saying, "Having a trumpet does make many things much easier."

He leaned back in his chair, waiting for Serris to deliver Mr. Sun's package, while thinking about how to play the role of the strange doctor.

Maybe he could volunteer at the hospital?
Klein thought this was indeed a good idea.

After helping Serris deliver the package, Klein didn't linger above the gray fog for too long and descended back into the real world.

At this moment, outside the tightly closed curtains, there was a rare sunlight in Backlund during autumn and winter.
Klein didn't bother to admire it. He stood up from the bed, changed into a gray-blue worker's uniform, put on a baseball cap, and headed to St. Estin Hospital in the Backlund Bridge area.

(End of this chapter)