Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool
Chapter 173: Because everything is meaningless, so be happy
Chapter 173: Because everything is meaningless, so be happy
[What would you do if Xio stayed up all night worrying about you?]
[Option 1: You are deeply moved and decide to hug him.]
[Option 2: You want to comfort her, so you decide to hug her.]
[Option 3: You express your incomprehension, but to cooperate, you decide to hug him.]
[Option 4: You feel disgusted, but in order to prevent the other person from bothering you any further, you decide to put an end to it once and for all, and you decide to hug him.]
"Huh?" Foles tilted his head.
Why are they all carried up?
No, are you sick?
"Are you okay?" Seeing that Fores hadn't spoken, Xio asked worriedly.
No time stop?
Only then did Foles notice that there was no time pause when giving the options this time.
Hugh walked up to Foles and stood on tiptoe to touch Foles' forehead.
With his mind full of "you decided to carry him", Fors was startled and subconsciously hugged Hugh, who was less than 1.5 meters tall and not wearing high heels, into his arms.
And the arbitrator known as the "invisible fear" crashed in an instant.
So proactive? Then I'll have to reach out secretly...
"Ah! It hurts!"
…………
At noon on Tuesday, after having lunch, Klein took a stagecoach to Rice Circus in Cherwood, near the Tussock River.
Yesterday afternoon, Klein had contacted the circus and rented a booth nearby, not far from the circus entrance.
Today is not a festival or a holiday, so the stalls are very cheap.
It will be slightly more expensive on weekends.
But even though it's not the weekend, there are still many children in the circus.
Some of them were street children from the East End who could not afford circus tickets and could only wander around, trying to catch a glimpse of the performance through gaps in the curtains.
Some were children of working-class families who had no money to attend grammar school and were unable to work in factories due to their age. Apart from attending free Sunday school at church, they were free most of the time.
A small number of them are children from wealthy families. They have their own tutors and do not need to go to grammar school. They can arrange their own time.
Klein set up a stall made of cardboard boxes and wooden barrels, with a sign behind it with a word written in sugar.
"Candy Knight".
Next to it was a sugar painting of a little sugar man wearing heavy knight armor, holding a heavy sword, and riding a warhorse.
Because none of the 22 extraordinary paths had the "Candy Knight" sequence, Klein was not worried at all that this would attract official extraordinary people.
After setting up the stall, Klein spread a cloth on a cardboard table and placed a few three-dimensional sugar figures on it.
It doesn't possess any extraordinary abilities, it's just a simple sugar man. The only special thing about it is that it looks good enough and tastes good enough.
Klein was still too shy to lower himself to shout.
His ability to operate the "Strange Doctor" business creates a sense of "curiosity" among the people around him, thereby attracting customers.
After a while, several people came to the stall one after another, and the majority of them were children.
Klein fiddled with the sugar man and attempted a puppet show under the gaze of the audience.
However, unlike traditional puppetry, he uses sugar figures and incorporates some magic techniques.
Without using extraordinary abilities, Klein believed that pure skills might be more suitable for the role.
Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a relatively ordinary story without any profound moral was unfolded on the table.
The story is quite common, the classic knight fights the devil to save the world, but it has a unique flavor in the form of puppetry.
The nameless Candy Knight trekked through the sea of soda, cut off the tail of the Noodle Dragon, and after going through untold hardships, finally arrived in front of the Cookie Demon.
More and more people gathered in front of the stall.
Most of the people who can come and wander around the circus have nothing to do, so they naturally want to take a look at something strange.
I have watched the circus performance countless times, so watching the "Candy Knight" performance is indeed a new experience.
But by this point, people's interest has almost faded. The ending of the story is nothing more than either the two knights defeat the devil, or the knights are defeated by the devil.
As the adults watched with waning interest and the children intently, a terrifying hand descended from the sky and snatched them all up. Yes, it was Klein's hand.
He tossed both the Candy Knight and the Demon King into his mouth.
The kids obviously didn't buy it. They puffed up their cheeks in dissatisfaction, feeling that this messy ending was completely meaningless.
Klein smiled and waved his hand, indicating that the story was over.
He actually thought the script was pretty bad, after all, he had always hated the irrational deus ex machina stories he read in novels before. But this script was written for him by Serris, who said it might be a bit of a revelation.
This was the inspiration that the Hanged Man gave Klein when he asked about how to play the role of the Sun "Scorched Earth Walker" at the Tarot Club.
In fact, you don't have to figure out how to digest the potion yourself. Asking appropriate questions can also be a skill.
So he asked Ceres for this poor script.
Klein didn't understand why, but he understood one thing: listen to advice and you will have enough to eat.
He distributed the remaining candies to the children, and their angry faces turned into smiles.
It was free anyway, so Klein didn't feel any pain at all.
Moreover, his candy looks good, is of high quality and is cheap. With a little bit of extraordinary skills, selling it is not a problem.
Watching the children accept the candies, they smiled and put the meaningless story behind them.
Klein suddenly understood something. There was no need to dwell on whether something was meaningful or not. Because, in reality, nothing in this world had any meaning.
Happiness is happiness. Happiness needs no reason, just like candy needs no meaning. And precisely because everything is meaningless, we should be happy. Klein suddenly felt as if he had digested a large portion of the potion.
Ha, is this what it feels like to have a teacher? It's much faster than figuring things out on my own.
So, [joy] is such a classy thing...
I’m so awesome.
Klein thought with pride.
Suddenly, Klein suddenly remembered that he was actually a traveler of the [Harmony] destiny, and [Joy] was not the destiny he had embarked on.
It's broken, it's become a clown.
Just as Klein was lamenting his profound portrayal of the clown, a familiar voice rang out in front of the stall.
"Boss, how do you sell this?"
Klein looked up and saw Amon, with a smile on his face, shaking a string of sugar sculptures in his hand. However, the sculpture was not of a candy knight, but of a polar bear.
Of course, the stalls don't just sell human-shaped sugar figures, they also sell all sorts of animals, like the one in front of you.
Klein lowered his eyes and asked speechlessly, "Why are you everywhere?"
Amon smiled and looked at Klein. After a few seconds, he pushed his monocle and said, "Doesn't this just prove that we are destined to be together?"
"But I don't want to be with you."
"Don't say that." Amon shook the sugar sculpture in his hand. "So how much is this?"
"One hundred pounds." Klein replied unhappily.
"Okay." Amon nodded and handed over ten ten-pound notes.
"Stolen?" Klein asked suspiciously without reaching out to take it.
"How could you think of me like that?" Amon looked aggrieved. "They were just there. I thought no one wanted them."
They're just there... You know, I lost my father a long time ago... Then tell our original body... We're all working hard to fight pollution...
Klein sighed and didn't take the money. "Here you go."
"Look," Amon smiled, "this is proof that our relationship has improved."
After more than an hour, Klein took out his golden pocket watch, glanced at it, and then began to pack up his stall.
Amon was fiddling with a sugar sculpture of a polar bear.
Klein's sugar sculpture is very detailed, and the joints are movable. Although it is a bit sticky, it can still be made into various poses.
"Is it over?" Amon asked.
"Yeah." Klein nodded. He wasn't here just to set up a stall today; he also planned to observe the other clowns.
Because it was not a holiday, there were not many guests in the circus, and the clowns responsible for entertaining and entertaining seemed a little listless.
After passing through the "divination hut" and the tents selling pies, pancakes, fruit pies, and alcoholic beverages, Klein walked along the edge of the circus and found a small theater. A blackboard at the door stated that during non-holiday periods, there would be four performances per day, each lasting one hour.
Now it's the second session of the afternoon.
After buying the ticket, Klein entered the theater and heard cheers.
Amon followed Klein and also bought a ticket.
At this time, a trainer was on the stage, holding a whip and ordering a black bear to perform a cute show. Next to him lay a tiger with yellow and black stripes, and sat a baboon with dark and curly hair.
Klein had no interest in this kind of performance. He leaned back and watched casually.
Amon sat next to Klein.
"There was indeed a little friction between us, but there's no need to be so wary of me. It was just a little joke." Amon spoke to Klein.
"And a Time Worm is worth a lot of money."
Klein sighed impatiently, "Alright, alright. I forgive you."
"You see, there is no conflict in this world that cannot be resolved." Amon smiled and spread his hands.
Klein rubbed his temple in slight distress. "You weren't so persistent before."
Amon smiled and pinched his monocle.
"Are you trying to find the magician's performance rules by observing them?" Amon asked. Although it was a question, his tone was very affirmative.
"That's right." Klein nodded decisively.
"You can ask me," Amon said, "I know fortune tellers well."
"Forget it. I don't believe what you say." Klein shook his head.
"That's a stereotype, isn't it? There should be basic trust between people..." Amon immediately argued.
Soon, several performances ended. The last to appear was the magician Klein had been waiting for.
The magician was wearing a tuxedo, a bow tie of the same color, and a tall, big top hat. As soon as he came on stage, he started breathing fire from his mouth, which immediately made the audience in the venue cheer and applaud.
Klein immediately summed up the first rule of magician performance: wear a top hat.
That's right, a magician must wear a nice top hat.
If the magician fails to digest the potion, it only means that the potion is not sensible enough.
Next, the magician performed classic tricks such as escaping from a secret box, flying pigeons with hats removed, taking out flowers, and card magic. Klein thought he could easily see through every trick, but he found that when his attention was not focused enough, he would sometimes overlook key details because his attention was drawn to the direction the other party wanted.
The second rule of a magician is to fully mobilize the target's attention to achieve the desired effect. Klein summarized this second rule and planned to verify it in a future performance.
Amid the magician's final curtain call and the audience's applause, Klein made a final summary: the magician's performance deserves the audience's applause.
After thinking for a moment, he lowered his hat slightly, and a flame appeared out of nowhere, turning into a pillar of fire that enveloped him.
Amid the exclamations of the audience, he left the spot through the anchor point.
(End of this chapter)
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