Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 221 The Tarot Club

Justice Audrey suddenly had a sudden thought and asked, "Dear Mr. Fool, what gesture should we use to thank you?"

The Church of Joy naturally has a prayer gesture, although it is just a simple one of covering the right hand over the left chest.

But even if the Fool and the Lord of Fools are the same god, the Tarot Club is an organization distinct from the Church of Pleasure.

A secret organization, similar to the church's white gloves, it would certainly be inappropriate to use church gestures.

"Everyone, should we also devise a covert move to reveal our identities? We don't have many members in the Tarot Club right now, so we don't need to worry about us appearing in the same place and becoming enemies for various reasons. However, this will be difficult to avoid in the future. We need a special set of 'codes' to distinguish who is friend and who is foe."

Audrey continued to explain, but at this moment, Klein's spiritual sense was suddenly touched, and he noticed Xing who was eager to try.

Seeing Xing's right shoulder move, Klein, who had been active online for many years, immediately understood what she was going to do.

Not sisters? Are there Seeles on other planets?
Before Xing raised her right hand and saluted at a 45-degree angle, the gray mist suppressed Xing's hand.

With Klein's current demigod-level control, it wouldn't be a problem to control a star that didn't seriously resist. And in this Tarot Club filled with gray fog, the slight accumulation of gray fog would basically go unnoticed by anyone other than Audrey and Ceris.

Trapped by the sudden gray fog, Xing, though not one to make a fuss, still managed to resist with a bit of effort and blurted out:

"Hey, Mr. Fool."

Wow, this Tarot Club is quite interesting.

[Young comrade, please be mindful of your words and actions. Don't let us have no Tarot reading!]

As Klein held down the star, the Hanged Man, Alger, spoke with a slight reprimand to stop Audrey's thoughts.

"No, Miss Justice, I don't think this is a good intention. Once we have a complete set of 'codes' and 'ciphers', the enemy can use psychic communication, torture, or betrayal by traitors to lure us out one by one."

"Not only is this worthless, it's also very unsafe. Or are you desperate to show off your Tarot Club membership to others?"

At this Tarot meeting, the political commissar Hanged Man criticized and suggested the unhealthy ideological tendencies of other comrades whose ideological awareness was not up to standard, and pointed out that some comrades had irrational, immature and inappropriate ideas.

The political commissar also pointed out that some comrades lacked experience in their work and life, and had deviated from the main principles and methods of the Tarot Club. This was a very unacceptable mistake.

Afterwards, while carrying out ideological education work, the political commissar also put forward valuable suggestions on the subsequent development tasks of the Tarot Club.

"That's not right." Ceris' voice suddenly rang out, "Your worries are unnecessary. There can't be a traitor in the Tarot Society."

Klein closed his eyes in despair. He couldn't shut Serris up.

In this way, Cyrus delivered a particularly meaningful speech at the Tarot Club.

"As for spiritual communication and torture, don't worry about that either. If we fall, we'll get back up. But we won't fall."

"We don't need to live in darkness. In the tide of the times, Mr. Fool will lead us to victory. Perhaps my words at the Tarot Club won't be known, but our actions will surely be remembered forever."

Derrick's blood boiled with excitement. "Then what kind of gesture should we decide on, Mr. Devil?"

"Well, wouldn't it be better for you in Silver City to just use the church's hand gestures? Everyone in Silver City knows that you are a follower of the Fool?" Serris spread his hands.

"It seems so." Derrick was immediately discouraged after being splashed with a bucket of cold water. Serris spoke, and Alger didn't know what to say.

After listening to Cerrius's speech, Alger felt that he had been a little inconsiderate. Now that he thought about it, there was really no need to worry too much about being exposed.

The Tarot Society now has at least one true god, two angels and one saint. Even if they fail to keep it secret, what can other organizations do to them?

"So what kind of gesture should we decide on now?" Emlyn, who was a bit of a middle school student himself, spoke immediately.

Everyone was lost in thought when Padomeow suddenly said, "How about we use the 'ask for money' gesture as the code? Make a fist with your left hand, extend your thumb, and rub your index and middle fingers together. I think that would perfectly suit the spirit of our Tarot Club."

"Maybe we can also add some 'language', like: spitting knife, spitting knife, etc."

"This way, even if others see us, they'll just think we're asking for money, and this behavior is very consistent with the actual situation of all of our Tarot Club members except Miss Justice."

As expected of Padu, she immediately discovered the true nature of the Tarot Club. She discovered that the only difference between the Tarot Club and the Beggars' Sect is that the Tarot Club has Miss Justice.

The Tarot Club fell silent.

One second, two seconds.

Xing suddenly clarified herself: "I am also a rich woman!"

"Come on," Serris said decisively, "Aside from that real estate, your income depends entirely on pocket money. If your pocket money stops, you'll be digging through the trash can."

"Are you kidding me? Even if I have money, I will still rummage through the trash can, okay?" Xing said that he did not accept Serris's slander.

At this time, Foers asked Xing curiously: "Ms. Emperor, who do you think is richer, you or Miss Justice?"

"It should be me." Xing said uncertainly. She had no idea about money and didn't know how rich Audrey Zhengyi was.

The next sentence Xing Yu said was shocking: "After all, I own one percent of a planet."

Take less? !
The Tarot Club fell into complete silence.

Klein controlled the dummy world and looked at Serris. His voice trembled as he asked, "Is this true?"

"Indeed," Cerus replied, "but as you know, minors don't have control over large amounts of property, especially real estate. So those shares temporarily belong to her guardian."

Everyone in the Tarot Club immediately turned to look at Mr. Fool.

It turns out Mr. Fool is so rich!
Audrey remembered that she had once thought of exchanging money for knowledge with Mr. Fool, and for a moment, she felt quite ashamed.

He also remembered that when he asked Mr. Fool for help, he actually used "gold pounds".

Mr. Fool is so rich, how could his followers be short of gold pounds?
Mr. Fool's followers must be giving in to me, Audrey thought.

She made up her mind and decided never to use money to humiliate Mr. Fool and his family again.

(End of this chapter)