Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 96 New Simulated Universe DLC
Looking at the three people entering the tavern, Amon adjusted his monocle and called out to Maric: "Your friends?"

"Yeah, that's right." Maric looked back at Alicia who was hugging Sharon happily and said briefly.

Amon looked Alicia up and down again, taking a good look at her clothes.

Of course, he is not lustful. As a natural mythical creature and a natural worm of time, I believe he would like a sexy female worm more.

Such a style of dress... Ha. Amon chuckled in his heart. Another outsider. Why is this planet so lively lately?
"Aren't you going to change her clothes?" Amon reminded with a smile.

Maric turned back once more, carefully observing Alicia again. Indeed, he hadn't paid much attention to her clothing before, fearing her strength. Now, it seemed that it was indeed a bit too revealing.

Sharon also thought about the clothes she had seen Alicia in her mind. Suddenly, she seemed to understand something and raised her head, just in time to see Alicia, who was looking down.

Looking at Alicia's smiling eyes, Sharon confirmed her inner thoughts.

So you were hugging me to block my view?
Sharon withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at Alicia without any expression.

I am unhappy inside, but I don’t show it, leaving you guessing.

However, how could Alicia, the Lesbian Queen of Paradise, not notice Sharon's little thoughts?
Although she didn't understand, Alicia had already roughly guessed the situation from everyone's gaze.

Alicia held Sharon tighter in her arms and rocked her gently, as if she were pushing a stroller. "Oh, little Sharon wouldn't want you, the lovely Alicia, to be stared at by strangers with lustful eyes outside, would you? Just help me out. Little Sharon is the best."

Sharon closed her eyes comfortably and leaned back into Alicia's arms. Although she couldn't understand what she was saying, she could roughly guess from the tone of her voice what she meant. In short, it was probably words of flattery and comfort.

Little Sharon, easy to handle. In Alicia's mind, "the most difficult beautiful girls to get on a list", Sharon, a naive and innocent girl, wouldn't even be in the top 100.

Alicia's greatest achievement was coaxing Mebius into wearing a cute pink dress.

Maric was silent for a moment, then looked at Sharon, who was "unable to break free" from Alicia's embrace.

"I'll buy it later." After that, Maric took the two of them upstairs to Sharon's room.

Amon stood on the first floor, watching the three people leave, and pinched his eyes.

They didn't seem like the type to casually show kindness. Amon rested a hand on his chin, analyzing silently. So, was he defeated? Or was he helped along the way? Most likely, they ran into the hedonists. So, was this person a saint? Or an angel?

He left with a stranger so easily. Was he completely confident in his own abilities, or perhaps... he had a mind-reading, emotionally sensitive ability? The alien didn't seem to be a Beyonder with Beyonder properties... so it was a memory... or pure beauty?
Amon chuckled: "Ha, interesting."

Why was he left here to figure it out? He actually had a more convenient and easier way.

He took out his phone and typed a text message.

Amon: "Do you know Alicia? She has pink hair and looks that are in line with your human aesthetics. She speaks a language we don't understand and seems to be an alien."

Sow Prince: "What the hell? She's here too?"

After receiving the text message, Serris was stunned for a moment, then he immediately understood.

There is no doubt that this must be Aha's doing.

It's all miHoYo's fault.

Sow Prince: "Maybe we know each other. This should be very interesting."

After sending the message, without waiting for Amon's reply, Cerus put his phone aside. He had a date with Mr. Fool later.

He was certain that Klein would come looking for him.

…………

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Klein arrived at the second floor of the tavern and knocked on Serris's door.

Serris opened the door and invited Klein into the room.

"Have you made a decision so quickly?" Serris smiled and placed a bottle of Mourning Medallist potion on the table.

"Actually, I wanted to come here today." Klein sat down at the table, "But something happened during the day, so I was delayed."

During the day, Klein was busy getting the Eternal Sun for free and had no time to look for Serris.

"Heh." Ceris smiled and pushed the potion in front of Klein. He listened to Klein repeatedly reassure him about its safety, and then saw him take out a coin and perform divination before he dared to drink the potion.

The potion is like jelly, the whole thing is connected together. Once it enters the throat, it slides into the stomach without any part remaining on the wall of the cup.

After taking it, Klein didn't hear any mumblings like he did after taking the Diviner's potion. Instead, in Klein's perception, the surrounding environment began to change and distort, and the colors became deeper and darker.

Klein suddenly felt like crying, feeling incredibly sad. Tears streamed from his eyes without him even noticing. He slumped in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He thought about many sad things, especially about his own time travel. He wondered how his parents were doing now. Did they miss him? Would they be sad when they found out he was gone?
But when he turned his head slightly, he saw Ceres, that smiling face. He suddenly wanted to punch him and smash that smiling face to pieces.

But then, sadness overwhelmed his anger. He was just a pitiful man who was indulging in meaningless pleasure. Klein felt so sorry for him and couldn't help crying for him.

For one second, two seconds, he digested the negative emotions left by the potion alone. When he regained consciousness, he found his vision blurry. He wiped his eyes with his hand, only to find they were filled with tears.

Klein used the clown's ability in the cone of light to force himself to smile. "Your potion is really powerful."

Serris handed Klein a few tissues. After Klein took them, he smiled and joked, "Do you know that you were crying and mumbling about your parents just now?"

After saying that, he gestured to the phone in his hand: "I recorded everything."

"Hello!" Klein rubbed his face randomly and snatched the phone into his hand.

"You..." Klein took two steps back to avoid having his phone snatched back. He was just about to criticize Serris for secretly filming his dark past.

Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind, and the phone exploded like a firework, turning him into an afro with a red nose.

He quickly swung the phone like a frisbee and threw it onto the sofa.

puff.

With special effects like fireworks, the phone exploded and the sofa was covered with streamers.

"It will explode automatically if the man and the machine are separated by one meter." Serres spread his hands.

Klein patted his head and said, "What the hell are you doing?" Then he began to wonder, was that the clown's early warning ability, or the Mourning Actor's ability to foresee "tragedy"?

He suddenly realized and looked at Serris: "This potion is basically useless to me."

"That's not true. Surely the same abilities can be combined, like two one-star skills combined to create a two-star skill." Serris squatted in front of the cabinet, searching for something. "And there's also an increase in spirituality and physical fitness."

Klein stretched his body, feeling more flexible. That's right, in ancient times, "yingren" meant entertainers and actors, so it was normal for them to have increased flexibility and physical fitness.

"Ah, found it." Serris took out two cassettes from the cabinet.

"To help you digest the Mourning Actor's potion, I've decided to add a little plot for you in the simulated universe." Serris placed two cassettes on the table. "Come, choose one. The name and introduction are on the back."

Klein looked down. On the left cassette tape was a picture: a battlefield. Soldiers wearing heavy iron armor resembling cans, clearly out of place in the technology of this era, followed behind golden armor. They were fighting against bizarre, insect-like monsters and hideous green creatures wearing bizarre equipment.

Flipping over, you can see the title of this cassette: "An Apocalyptic War." Synopsis: Passion, fighting, come and chop me up if you're a brother. Join us, and you'll be the next savior.

Klein pursed his lips. He didn't really want to fight.

Turning his head, he looked at another cassette.

The right cassette also contained a picture: a dark golden hall, a pink-purple glow, a red carpet. The simple yet opulent room exuded a warm atmosphere. There was a sofa, a coffee table, and upon it, tea sets and gems, their uses unknown but clearly valuable. There were also mechanical gears and bottles and jars filled with various liquids.

Turning over to the back, the cassette is titled "Paradise of the Past." Synopsis: Positive, sunny, healthy, and uplifting, this is a brand new romantic story, a story that belongs to you. This is a story that exists because of you.

Klein analyzed the pros and cons. Since he was digesting the Mourning Actor potion, it was likely that he would need the emotion of sadness. The first one was about war. Needless to say, participating in war was bound to be sad. Whether victory or defeat, the lives sacrificed could not be redeemed.

Klein looked up. "Are these two cartridges also reloadable, just like the previous ones?"

"Of course not," Serris said firmly. "You were able to reload the save file before because you were fighting the boss, and these two cartridges are real scenes that have existed, manifested from my memories. Once you make the wrong choice, there's no going back."

Klein nodded, indicating he understood. If that was the case, then he wouldn't consider war for the time being. After all, he was still too weak, and even if he participated in the war, it probably wouldn't make any difference.

Klein focused on the "Paradise of the Past" video. The introduction didn't reveal any tragic story. So, this was likely a sentimental story. Looking at the scene, perhaps it was a love simulator? Well, in that case, perhaps it did fit the definition of sadness. A story that existed because of me...

He can't stand too much stimulation now, so it's better to choose a milder one first.

Klein pointed at "Paradise of the Past" and said, "This is it."

PS: The following paragraph is free, so feel free to read it. And then, I also recommend you to read it.

我看好多人说没玩过崩坏三的，看不懂乐土部分。那其实没有必要硬看的，如果没有花钱订阅的话，直接跳过去就好了。这样我给你们标出来，你们直接跳过下面这几章：94、95、96、100、101、102、107、108、109、110、120、121、122、123、124、125、126。

Because Paradise is quite long, I can't possibly tell the original plot again, it would be too wordy.
(End of this chapter)