The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

As night fell, a group of four people got off the carriage. Led by Xio and Fors, they found the dimly lit house with ease.

Before entering this unofficial gathering of extraordinary people, they all made some disguises.

Or wear a mask or put on a cloak.

As for the effect, it can only be said to be slightly better than nothing.

"Sherlock, this is your first time attending a party like this, so remember to say less and make fewer mistakes." Jon patted Klein's shoulder in a pretentious manner. "As for whether we can find the initial potion formula that suits you, it all depends on luck."

Klein nodded slightly, "I know."

Xio and Fors looked at each other.

Sherlock Moriarty doesn't know the identity of John Joestar as a High-Sequence Beyonder?

"Forget it, it's none of our business." Xio deliberately lowered his voice and reminded Fors.

Although Fors was lazy, he had a sharp mind. He smoothed his hair as if nothing had happened.

When everyone was ready, Miss Salty Fish knocked on the door.

Seven are heavy and one is light, six are long and one is short.

After two or three seconds, the small wooden board on the door was pulled open, revealing a pair of eyes that looked back and forth at Jon and the others outside the door.

Then, with a creaky sound, the door opened, and a man dressed as a waiter silently handed out black robes to everyone.

There was nothing much to say, Jon and the others quickly put on their robes and pulled down the brims of their hats to let the shadows cover their faces.

The waiter took them to the living room.

Inside the room, more than a dozen wild extraordinary people dressed in the same black robes were already sitting on chairs, some with their heads down in deep thought, or staring at the clock hanging on the wall in a trance.

Jon and his friends also picked four empty chairs and sat down.

In the almost frozen atmosphere, time passed by little by little.

The minute hand pointed to 12 o'clock, and the old man codenamed 'Eye of Wisdom' coughed lightly, "It's time, let's get started, there's no need to wait for those who are late."

After he finished speaking, Jon chuckled and said, "Everyone, I need an extraordinary item, the level is probably Sequence 5, the smaller the side effects, the better."

A sequence 5 level extraordinary item!

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Jon.

Jon added as if nothing had happened, "It shouldn't be too big, and it'd be best if it could be used in frontal combat. Of course, money is not a problem."

hiss--

Where did this fat sheep come from?

A Sequence 5 level Extraordinary Item would cost at least 8000 pounds, not counting the premium.

8000 pounds is enough to live a comfortable life in Backlund for the rest of his life!

No one spoke.

Jon shrugged. "Well, if anyone has relevant information, I'll pay them anyway."

At this time, a hunched man laughed hoarsely and said, "I do know about a Sequence 5 Extraordinary Item, but I don't know how much you can pay for it."

"Money is not the problem. The problem is to ensure authenticity." Jon leaned back in his chair, looking like he had no shortage of money.

The hunchbacked man thought for a moment, asked for a pen and paper, handed what he had written to the Eye of Wisdom, and said to Jon, "This information is worth at least 500 pounds."

The old gentleman used his extraordinary items to verify the authenticity, then nodded to Jon, "No problem."

Being able to host a party, the reputation of "Eyes of Wisdom" is naturally very good.

Jon quickly took out five large-denomination bills from his wallet and handed them to the waiter, buying the information about the Sequence 5 extraordinary item.

In the corner, a handsome man hidden in a black robe stared at Jon with interest and chuckled, "Interesting..."

The transaction continues.

After Jon, Hugh and Fors also put forward their own demands.

But unfortunately, they did not get what they wanted.

Klein remained cautious and silent like a bystander.

Finally, after a fat pharmacist tried to sell potions to no avail, he finally found an opportunity and said as he had planned: "I need a formula for the initial potion and the corresponding extraordinary qualities, preferably a reader or a peeper."

Hearing this, the handsome man's heart moved, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He easily saw through Klein's poor disguise.

After looking at it for a while, he nodded secretly.

Appearance qualified.

Thinking of this, he smiled and asked, "Are there any other ways?"

coming!

Klein was waiting for this moment.

He pretended to be embarrassed and asked: "Any other way?"

The handsome man, Mr. A, who was the real person in charge of this Extraordinary gathering, said, "I have a secret prayer potion formula and the corresponding Extraordinary materials."

Secret praying person?

My friend, this magic potion cannot be taken carelessly!

Many people's expressions became subtle.

Xio and Fors obviously knew what "Secret Prayer" meant, and they couldn't help but look at Jon, the meaning was quite obvious.

Jon scratched his brow and sent a message to the two of them: "Don't worry, I know my limits."

Ah this...

After all, they had only known Sherlock Moriarty for a short time, so Xio and Fors finally gave up the idea of ​​reminding him.

Don’t ask. Asking means respecting the fate of others and letting go of the desire to help others.

Klein pretended to be curious and said, "I don't know much about the Secret Prayers. Can you tell me in detail what abilities the Beyonders in this sequence have?"

Having said that, I'm not sleepy anymore.

Mr. A raised his voice slightly and said with great interest: "Drinking the Secret Prayer Potion will greatly enhance your inspiration and allow you to master rituals and magic that are difficult for ordinary people to master. If you continue to advance, you can also gain unimaginable extraordinary abilities and control the power of flesh and blood and shadows."

It’s really good to pray for good things in secret.

Mr. A finally got a good-looking girl, so how could he give up the opportunity to preach to her?

As for 'easy to lose control', 'frequently hearing the mumbling of the 'real creator'', 'cognitive distortion'...

Is there such a thing?

do not know.

never heard of that.

Klein pondered for a moment and seemed a little moved.

Mr. A struck while the iron was hot, "If you are interested in purchasing, I can sell you the potion formula and Beyonder properties at a price that is 30% lower than the market price."

Ultimate Kill: 30% off!

Klein finally gave in. "Then, deal."

Great! I helped the Lord find another lost lamb.

Mr. A was very happy and handed the "Secret Prayer" potion formula and extraordinary materials to the waiter.

Klein also paid the money honestly. The formula included extraordinary materials and cost about 230 pounds.

After all, it is just an initial potion and is relatively cheap.

By the way, this money is considered undercover funds and was donated by Mr. Jon Joestar, who does not want to reveal his name.

The group of extraordinary people who knew the inside story shook their heads secretly.

Hey~

There's going to be one more madman in the world.

After purchasing the potion formula and extraordinary characteristics of the Secret Prayer, Klein's mission was completed.

He did not speak for the rest of the transaction.

However, Jon bought another extraordinary item of Sequence Level 8, which was quite generous.

The party is over.

Everyone left in batches through the secret passage in the basement.

When passing by Mr. A, the head of the Backlund Aurora Club greeted Klein in an extremely friendly manner, "I look forward to seeing you again."

Klein curled his lips, pretended to know nothing, and left very obediently.

After wandering around the streets and using divination to confirm that no one was following him, he secretly returned to the Joestar Manor.

But what surprised Klein was that Jon, who left before him, did not come back.

After waiting in the study for more than forty minutes, Jon finally appeared.

"Where have you been?" Klein asked in confusion.

Jon spread his hands and said, "I wanted to go fishing, but I didn't expect those people to be more vigilant than I thought."

It turns out that you deliberately revealed your true colors at the party in the hope of making a fortune.

I learned, I learned...

No, it's too bad!

Klein's eyes sternly spread the extraordinary materials on the table, "Now that we have the potion formula and the extraordinary materials, what's the next step? Drink the potion?"

"That's right, take the medicine." Jon nodded.

Hearing this, Klein's face changed, revealing an expression that said, "I knew you wanted to hurt me."

Jon quickly comforted her, "Don't be nervous, it's not you who has to drink the medicine, you have a cross, feed it."

cross……

Klein swallowed and asked, "What do you mean?"

Jon explained: "Like 'Creeping Hunger', 'Black Iron Cross' also has its own consciousness and thoughts, and as a holy object of the 'True Creator', it can contain more extraordinary characteristics than the human body. A sequence 9 potion is just a drop in the bucket."

After listening to this, Klein sighed and said, "In that case, you make the potion and I'll go get the cross."

Where to get it?

Of course, it must be taken from above the gray fog.

But you can't tell Jon Joestar about this.

Jon didn't refuse and directly took out the crucible from the study.

Taking this opportunity, Klein ran to the bathroom and used ritual magic to bestow upon himself, taking the box that could isolate spirituality off the gray fog.

By the time he returned to the study, Jon's potion was almost ready.

Looking at the black potion bubbling in the pot, Klein swallowed nervously. "What should I do next?"

"Just throw the cross in." Jon said calmly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Klein knew that the 'Black Iron Cross' was definitely not simple, but due to his current low level, he could not fully understand the truth and could only do as John said for the time being.

Holding the chain, he soaked the 'black iron cross' in the pot.

hum-

The cross trembled slightly, and the blurry figure hanging upside down on it suddenly opened its mouth and drank the potion in big gulps.

Seeing this, Klein was so scared that he almost threw the cross away.

"Klein." Jon suddenly spoke.

Klein pretended to be calm and asked, "What?"

"Do you know the King of Angels?" Jon asked.

“I know a little…” Klein answered ambiguously.

"Then you must know the legend of the Dark Angel." Jon patted Klein's shoulder, his tone full of meaning, "Now you understand how good I am to you."