Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 226 Let’s Plant a Pea Shooter First

Finally, Cleves cast his gaze towards the shadows on the other side.

Padomeow, who had been hiding very well, suddenly felt herself being picked up and placed on a shoulder.

Klein put Padmeow down and walked out of his "memories".

But it's a different scene for others.

In their eyes, the air suddenly rippled like water, and the man with a stern face and a cat sitting on his shoulder stepped out of the air.

The adults were surprised but didn't show it.

After all, having lived at sea for so long, they had heard quite a few rumors about Beyonders. Captain Ellan himself was a Beyonder of the Arbitrator Path.

But the two children were not so calm. They put down their hands that were covering their mouths and opened their little mouths wide.

Klein adjusted his hat and gave his current pseudonym.

"Gehrman Sparrow."

His tone was ordinary, but he couldn't help but feel excited inside.

It feels so good, the feeling of showing off in front of others, it feels so good!

This is the most important thing for people to do on their journey to extraordinaryness.

Ellan tilted his head and glanced at the fishman's corpse behind him out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, the blood vessels in the fishman's body have calmed down, and the dead leaves on his clothes have fallen off. Although he is still covered in blood, he is no longer weird.

He looked at Klein as if he didn't find it strange at all and asked, "Is it poisonous now?"

Klein didn't speak, but Padmeow on his shoulder spoke instead.

Padomeow opened his mouth and vibrated the air to make a sound: "No more. The poison in his body dissipated after he died."

In reality, this wasn't a "poison" per se, but a "disease." It was the Beyonder ability of Padomeow Sequence Eight [Withering Patient], which could infect its target with "withering disease."

This is a disease in which leaves grow on the body, and the symptoms are a bit like a demonic body.

However, it will not cause any "disordered mind, complete loss of human relations," but will instead gradually weaken the target's body, skin, bones, and blood vessels. The heartbeat will then accelerate, eventually leading to blood vessels rupturing and paralysis.

The leaves growing on its body are not normal leaves. As they wither, they will gradually absorb the target's spirituality and deprive the target of its strength.

Although true blight wouldn't take effect so quickly, normally, it takes nearly a year for a blight infection to develop into a blood vessel rupture. With adequate care and treatment, a few years of careful survival wouldn't be a problem.

But in combat, heartbeats are naturally rapid, and blood pressure is naturally high. Furthermore, the blight released by Padomeow is "accelerated" by Padomeow itself. In situations where the power gap is too great, such as when Padomeow, now nearing demigod status, fights Sequence Nine, it only takes seconds for the blight to reach critical illness.

When they saw Padomeow speak, Ireland and others were even more surprised.

Extraordinary creatures?

But Ellan didn't show it. Instead, he looked at Klein and Padomeow and said with a smile, "The next time we'll have water and food will be in two days. You'll have to find a way to preserve the murloc's body."

"How about this, you sell it to me at a lower price and the difference will be considered as the venue fee?" As he spoke, his palms couldn't help but sweat slightly.

He was testing and gambling, testing the other party's character and betting that the other party knew the rules at sea.

Hunting on someone else's ship means sharing some of the profits. If the other party is really someone who will get angry over such trivial matters, then sooner or later he will explode on the ship, so it is better to be prepared early.

Compared to letting this "German" attack the other crew members, he at least had a way to protect himself. As "Fair Ireland", he needed to be responsible for his crew and passengers.

Klein saw Ellan's subtle thoughts and thought of Dunn Smith, the captain of the Tingen Nighthawks. His lips curled up slightly, and he smiled silently. "Of course, this is your ship. As per custom, you are entitled to a share of the spoils."

Ireland's tense body suddenly relaxed a lot.

That’s great. He’s not that kind of rookie who just went to sea and knows nothing.

He gave a relaxed smile. "180 pounds, that's a fair price."

The fishman was worth between 150 and 200 pounds, a figure he took that was neither too high nor too low.

Klein smiled and nodded: "Very good."

At this moment, Donna and Denton, who were stunned by the strange scene before, jumped up, ran towards Klein excitedly and nervously, and began to ask him questions.

"Uncle German, you are so awesome!"

"Uncle German, are you Superman?"

Uncle...uncle?
Klein's pupils trembled.

I just graduated from college and I’m not even twenty-three yet!

"You can't judge a person by his appearance. You should call him Grandpa German." Padomeow carefully corrected the children's way of addressing him.

Klein's expression froze for a moment.

But he didn't correct it.

The crazy adventurer Hermann was not the type to dwell on such matters.

At this moment, Klein felt that the potion of the Faceless Man had loosened a little.

Because he further understood his own heart by comparing his own reaction with that of the identity of "German".
Klein's expression immediately relaxed.

That's great, it's a blessing in disguise. Padu is indeed a demigod-level mascot.

The two children ran to the merman again, observing his body with half fear and half excitement.

"It... is it really dead?" Donna kicked the fishman's body with her toes, then jumped away as if she was afraid that he would be resurrected, hiding behind her brother, and protecting her brother who had no time to react.

Defense is coming!

Seeing Klein's attitude towards the child, Ireland completely relaxed.

He turned to face the children and smiled gently, "There are many monsters in the sea. Actually, this one shouldn't be called a merman. Aside from having four limbs and being able to stand, it has nothing in common with humans. I prefer to call it a fish monster."

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Back inside the cabin, Klein, who had just earned 180 pounds, closed the door and immediately stretched out his hands, waving them fiercely like an octopus.

The abilities of the Strange Doctor and the Faceless Man made Klein's body and bones extremely flexible, allowing him to twist into wavy lines.

Good luck in the new business! Good luck in the new business!
"First day at sea! 180 pounds!" Klein lowered his voice and grinned. "That's a good start! Ceris always calls me the God of Poverty..."

"Brother Ke, why do you look like you're about to mutate?" Padu Miao wiped her feet with a towel, jumped onto the bed, and sat next to the pillow. "Besides, didn't we earn this money?"

"And the way those two kids looked at me with admiration." Klein continued to wave his hands, creating flowing waves as he approached the bed. "Before, in Backlund, I couldn't show off my Beyonder status like this."

"Brother Ke, don't come over here. Let us plant a pea shooter first." Paduo Miao stopped him immediately and shrank into the corner.

(End of this chapter)