Mystery: Starting from the Shadow World

Chapter 5 Sales Failure

With the mysterious man seated at the head of the table, the dark blue-haired man and the girl took their seats on either side closest to the head of the table, while Philip, having just stepped back, sat to the right of the blue-haired man.

"It's truly amazing. I've always fantasized about being able to come into contact with something beyond the natural world. I mean, Your Excellency, how can I become an Extraordinary?"

An extraordinary one?

Philip couldn't help but look at the somewhat excited girl opposite him. Based on his experience, he guessed that she was probably a rich young lady from a wealthy family, who didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and therefore craved extraordinary power and adventurous experiences.

It seems that it can be marketed.

Aside from the industries in Backlund that he didn't know if he could still touch, he also had two potion recipes in his mind that weren't obtained through the "prisoner" route. These were things that the original "Philip" had accidentally memorized while spending time with his parents.

Philip touched the bronze table in front of him, only to find wisps of grayish-white mist rising from his fingertips and moving with his movements. His heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously glanced at the mysterious figure at the head of the table.

The other person sat there quietly, listened to Audrey's description, tapped the table lightly, and after a good five or six seconds, smiled and turned to look at the two men on the other side.

"Extraordinary? What is an extraordinary person? I want to know too, help!" Zhou Mingrui thought to himself, speechless, but on the surface he remained as calm as a rock, attempting to gamble at the last moment.

I'll bet the other two know!

This young lady's desire to enter the realm of the extraordinary is definitely a basic question, and it's understandable that the mysterious and unpredictable unknown being wouldn't bother to answer it.

Anyone can do it, but you must understand it!

Philip nearly had a heart attack upon sensing the mysterious man's gaze, but he then looked at the girl opposite him, seemingly understanding her true intentions, and tentatively spoke:

"Miss, if it's just a matter of this level, I think there's no need to trouble this great being. I have two Sequence 9 potion recipes here."

"Really!?" Upon hearing this, the girl's previously calmed emotions became somewhat excited again: "May I ask which two methods specifically?"

Philip didn't rush to answer. He turned his head slightly and, after confirming that the mysterious man didn't say anything, he breathed a sigh of relief. "The Singer of Sequence 9, and the Warrior of Sequence 9."

"Could you elaborate on the singers?"

As expected, they didn't want any warriors.

Philip was not surprised at all. He explained in detail, "The Singer's Potion, once you have prepared and consumed it, will grant you the ability to 'Praise the Sun,' to praise the sun with your singing, bringing courage and strength, piety and obedience, and also enhancing yourself and others."

"Hmm, that sounds really good."

Audrey touched her finger to her lips, seemingly tempted, but then politely declined, saying, "I'm sorry, sir, it might not be suitable for me."

If her father and brother discovered that she had suddenly started to enjoy singing songs praising the sun, they would definitely show expressions of surprise or even fear, and then begin to investigate how she came into contact with the Church of the Eternal Sun.

Moreover, she doesn't really like this flamboyant feeling.

Just then, the blue-haired man, Alger, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up: "I also have two Sequence 9 potion recipes here, one for the sailor and one for the audience."

What is Sequence 9? And what exactly is the potion? Zhou Mingrui felt as if he had been absent-minded for ten minutes during an advanced mathematics class, but in order to maintain his image, he could only listen indifferently.

I hope no questions will come to me.

He prayed silently.

Meanwhile, Alger's introduction was complete. The two potion recipes were for a user with excellent balance, a user with exceptional abilities, and a user with phantom scales who could easily dive for over ten minutes. (The audience possessed strong observational skills, able to discern others' true thoughts through their expressions.)

Audrey, surprised by the audience's unusual enthusiasm, immediately inquired about the terms of the exchange. Seemingly prepared, she replied directly, "At least 100 milliliters of Ghost Shark blood."

What? ? ?

Philip was full of questions. He wasn't sure what the ghost shark's blood did, but judging from the price, it was definitely the main material for Sequence 7, probably around four or five hundred pounds.

However, the recipes for Sequence 9 are generally around 220 pounds, a difference of more than double.

He couldn't help but turn to look at Zhou Mingrui in the first seat, and seeing that the other party still didn't say anything, the question mark in his mind became even bigger.

ummm

Perhaps this is the fee that should be charged for introducing the path of the extraordinary, an invisible price, which is why this great being didn't express any opinion. Hmm, that makes much more sense. I really need to use my brain more.

Audrey and Alger had already finalized the details of the transaction. Turning halfway to Zhou Mingrui, they said sincerely, "Your Excellency, please bear witness to our deal."

At this moment, after having satisfied her desires, Audrey suddenly realized a crucial problem: after chatting for so long, she still hadn't asked the other person's name, which was incredibly impolite!

She silently reminded herself of this, then asked, "Sir, how should we address you?"

Upon hearing this, Philip and Alger immediately followed up with their questions. It would be extremely unwise not to express their opinion on such a matter, as it could displease the great being before them or even make him feel blasphemed!

Zhou Mingrui crammed the information into his mind in a daze, wondering how to process it, only to find that the problem was still on his shoulders. He could only pretend to be nonchalant, interlacing his fingers under his chin and starting to think rapidly.

Huh~

After another soft chuckle, he retrieved the answer from his mind and said calmly:

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"You may call me the Fool."

It seems to be a code name?

Philip subconsciously thought so, and the other two obviously also knew that the zero card of the Tarot symbolized all possible beginnings, since there was nothing else that corresponded to it.

Perhaps there's some deeper meaning.

Philip thought this, but dared not speak. He watched quietly as the unfathomable Fool witnessed the transaction for the other two. He slowly recovered from the worry of the gray fog and began to feel regret.

Why couldn't I sell it? It cost over two hundred pounds! I could have negotiated a 10% or 20% discount. He felt bitter. He knew he would have to go out to look for work that afternoon.

"Mr. Fool, would you suggest trying this a few more times?" Audrey's voice rang out, making Philip blink and perk up again.

Yes, as long as these transactions involving the realm of extraordinary beings continue, not only can he make money, but he might also be able to return to the realm of extraordinary beings and go even further, taking revenge on those lustful guys from the Rose School!

Just as Philip was about to speak, Alger, who was already completely absorbed in the moment, preemptively chimed in:

"Mr. Fool, your power is beyond our imagination, but the world is vast and changes every moment. There will always be things that are inconvenient for you, things that shouldn't be your time to waste, trivial matters that we can easily handle."

What should I say after you've finished speaking?

Philip's eyelids twitched. After weighing the options in his mind several times, he finally steeled himself and said, "That's right, Mr. Fool. I share the same thought."

(End of this chapter)