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Chapter 61: Lotto, the Charming Moment of Gamblers (Page 1/2)

According to the procedure, it is not yet time for the members participating in the party to write on the blackboard. But Mr. A, the convener of the party, does not care about it, and Ceres himself does not care even more.

　　Coming to the front blackboard, Ceirus wrote: "Fool's Lotto, ten pounds per ticket."

　　After writing, he added a bracket at the end: "(After using, there is a 70% chance of randomly obtaining a Sequence 6 Beyonder ability, which lasts for one hour. There is a 30% chance of directly absorbing 90% of the spiritual power of users below Sequence 5.)

　　The effect of this Beyonder item attracted the attention of a large number of people.

　　Most of the Beyonders here are only Sequence 9, and for them, Sequence 6 Beyonder abilities are absolutely precious. Even Mr. A, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his eyes away from the handsome men and beautiful women present and looked at Ceirus, who had just walked away from the blackboard.

　　Ceirus did not make any disguises and showed his true face to everyone. This made most people dare not have any thoughts. Even if someone really had thoughts that they shouldn't have, they lowered their heads again when they were glanced at by Mr. A intentionally or unintentionally.

　　Mr. A looked at Serres, and after remembering his appearance, he did not express anything. He just looked at him for a while and then looked away with a normal expression. He looked at the other good-looking people present again. They

　　are not bad looking, but not up to the standard of winning over.

　　What does that mean? Tell me what this means! Serres blushed a little.

　　[Isn't it obvious? Your appearance is not up to standard.]

　　Serres loudly retorted in the team voice in his mind: "I'll let you go, every pure and beautiful knight I have ever seen has praised my peerless beauty!"

　　[Yes, you are as beautiful as a newly born insect.]

　　[Note: insect (chong) 豸.]

　　Serres walked back to sit next to Screw Gum, and asked Screw Gum expressionlessly: "Do you think I am ugly?"

　　Combining what happened just now, Screw Gum easily understood the current situation. He chuckled: "Not really, and this kind of question itself is meaningless."

　　"Explanation: Different individuals have different definitions of 'beauty'. Especially for organic life, the view of things will change with subjective emotions. Organic life is mostly emotional, and its emotions are like tides, which will always change differently at different times and places. "

　　Conclusion: You don't need to care about the opinions of strangers."

　　Viscount Glint discussed the content that had just been written with Hugh and Fors: "Sequence six, and it only costs ten pounds! This... can't be fake?"

　　"It shouldn't be, Mr. A's party does not allow fraud. And there are people here who are responsible for identification. But this person looks unfamiliar, and I have never seen him before." Hugh explained to Glint.

　　"Then his credibility is not guaranteed..." Fors put forward his own point of view, quietly turned back to look at Cerrius, and quickly retracted his gaze.

　　Although Audrey was also listening, she focused more on Cerrius and Screw-Gum.

　　Screw-Gum's unique way of speaking and the content he said made Audrey have a little guess: "Organic life? Hiss... No way..."

　　She was a little bit hesitant to believe her own guess.

　　Noticing the change in Audrey's mood, Ceres decided to "expose" Screw-Gum harshly: "What about inorganic life? For example, you."

　　Screw-Gum didn't care. He never thought of hiding his identity as an omnic.

　　In fact, after the two omnic wars, many planets even had a mechanical worship.

　　And after he joined the Genius Club, the status of omnics has risen. Especially the omnics from Screw Star.

　　"In my opinion, your appearance is actually quite impressive, but you may lack temperament." Screw-Gum's every move shows what elegance is.

Chapter 61: Lotto, the Charming Moment of Gamblers (Page 2/2)

"If you really want to look better, the company should have many ways to do it. The family's cosmetics are also good. Supplement: You should pay more attention to your behavior."

　　Serres leaned back on the back of the chair: "Forget it, I still prefer the original face. Besides, I am being cool and unrestrained, but he doesn't know how to appreciate

　　it." Screw Gum nodded and didn't argue with Serres.

　　This Mr. Screw Gum is really an inorganic life! It is the robot mentioned in the science fiction novel written by Russell! Mr. Devil actually has a robot friend! Audrey's ears moved, and she couldn't believe that she knew such a thing.

　　Time passed slowly, and Audrey had casually bought three pages of Russell's diary with nearly Klein's monthly salary. At the same time, she noticed that Mr. A often focused on those men and women who looked particularly good.

　　In particular, he looked at her and Mr. Screw Gum several times with a high frequency.

　　A waiter came to Serres and reminded him softly: "Sir, someone wants to buy your extraordinary items. Please move to the room over there."

　　Serres stood up and followed the waiter to the separate trading room. There was already a person waiting in the room. The man was wrapped tightly from head to toe, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

　　Feeling the "luck" that was always wrapped around the man, Serres closed the door with his backhand and pulled a chair to sit down: "Wow, it's still a 'winner'. I knew you would definitely be interested in this."

　　The winner didn't say much nonsense and took out a box directly: "One hundred."

　　The box was opened, and there were ten stacks of ten-pound bills neatly placed inside, each stack of ten.

　　Seeing that the winner was so boring, Serres lost interest. He waved his hand, and the bills in the box were replaced by blue and pink lottery tickets: "Let's go, boring guy."

　　The winner didn't hesitate and checked the lottery tickets. It was unknown how he determined the authenticity. Anyway, he probably confirmed the authenticity of the Lotto.

　　"How to use it." He asked briefly and clearly.

　　"Inject spirituality, then tear it open." Serres explained.

　　The winner did not stay, closed the box and turned to leave.

　　After the winner left, the waiter standing by asked Serres: "Sir, there are several guests who want to buy your extraordinary items. Do you have any in stock?"

　　Serres snapped his fingers: "Of course."

　　He knew that no one could refuse the Lotto.

　　This is the charm of the gambler.

　　...

　　Sunday, above the gray fog.

　　Klein once again received the prayer of the boy who spoke giant language.

　　Klein extended his spirituality and saw through the gray fog that the boy was kneeling in front of a crystal ball and praying nervously.

　　Since the last time he couldn't understand, Klein has been studying giant language for a while and can barely understand it.

　　"Great God, please turn your eyes to this place you have abandoned again

　　" Great God, please let us, the people of darkness, get rid of the curse of fate. "

　　"I am willing to dedicate my life to you and please you with my blood."

　　This is really an unqualified prayer. The prayer should be followed by a zip code, street address, phone number, or at least a name. This is the most basic requirement for prayer.

　　The hateful evil god Mr. Fool, who was pleased with the life and blood of the little boy, immediately thought of the God-forsaken Land. He extended his spirituality and pulled the little boy into the gray fog. The evil

　　Fool finally couldn't help but attack the little boy. Klein, who is a trinity of god, believer, and follower, of course, had to perform the duties of a priest.

　　Innocent little boy, get ready to be baptized!

　　World, impact the sun!

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Chapter 62 The Fool and the Little Boy (Page 1/2)

Silver City, Berg's House.

　　Derrick Berg prayed to the Fool again, and his parents waited outside the door. Although the Bergs were very worried, all this was for Silver City to be able to contact the outside world.

　　Derrick's mother, Anis, was reluctant and tried to stop Derrick from continuing.

　　"No, Derrick, if you go on like this, you will be devoured by the evil god."

　　Derrick said nothing, just praying blindly.

　　After he prayed over and over again, and after he said that he was willing to sacrifice his life and blood, the evil mysterious existence was finally willing to meet him.

　　A ball of deep red light burst out from the pure crystal ball. This light was like flowing water, instantly drowning Derrick.

　　Hearing that there was no movement inside the door, Anis covered her mouth and cried silently. Berg also clenched his fists, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

　　When Derrick regained consciousness, he found himself standing in a towering palace supported by huge stone pillars. In front of him was an old and mottled bronze table, and opposite the table sat a blurry figure shrouded in thick gray fog.

　　Apart from that, the surroundings were empty, misty, and vacant. Looking down, the bottom was filled with gray-white fog with no visible edge and unreal deep red light spots.

　　This was the second great existence besides the Amber King who was willing to respond to the Silver City!

　　Derrick felt nervous, and a flame of hope was ignited in his heart. He looked at the figure sitting high in the front seat in confusion and said: "You, are you a god?

　　After asking, he suddenly remembered what the teacher said in the general education class of the Silver City: "Don't look directly at God! "

　　He lowered his head in a hurry.

　　The figure leaned back, clasped his hands together, and looked relaxed and at ease. He didn't look like a perverted evil god who was attracted to little boys.

　　But was this really the case?

　　The Amber King had clearly told the Chief that this was a perverted old evil god who liked little boys.

　　Derrick said in his heart, "Next, His next sentence is: I am not a god..."

　　Klein answered in Giant language: "I am not a god, I am just a fool who is interested in the long history. "

　　It's right! It's really right!

　　Derrick was excited and scared. He was excited that Silver City had received a response again, but he was scared that his back door might not be safe.

　　He heard that this god had the power of "door", I'm afraid...

　　Klein, who had already tapped his left teeth twice, found that the surface of the astral body deep in the etheric body of the young man in front of him was mottled and not uniform in color.

　　This showed that the other party was not yet a Beyonder.

　　Derrick took a deep breath and was silent for a long time before he said with difficulty: "Whether it is a god or a fool, my prayer will not change. I hope that everyone in the City of Silver will get rid of the curse of fate, and I hope that the sun described in those books will appear in the sky."

　　Mr. Fully Automatic Wishing Machine, who only needs a copper penny to do this and that in the future, smiled and said: "So, what's the price?"

　　Derrick was stunned for a moment, and after a long time he said: "I will dedicate my soul, and I will please you with my blood."

　　"I am not interested in the blood and souls of mortals." Klein smiled and shook his head.

　　Chapter 62 The Fool and the Little Boy (Page 2/2)

This price is totally unequal, unless you are the heroine of the third-rate online novel "The Tyrannical Evil God Falls in Love with Me". Klein complained in his heart.

　　Without waiting for the other party to speak again, he said leisurely: "But I can give you a chance."

　　Derrick did not dare to refute, but he still used his strong willpower to control himself from trembling.

　　Klein knew nothing about Derrick's thoughts. He continued: "I am a fool who likes equal exchange. You can use everything you can get to get what you want from me and other people like you. Note that the value must be equal..."

　　Klein recalled the boss's big promise to him before he traveled through time: "This can make you strong. Maybe one day, you can rely on yourself to get the Silver City out of the curse and let the sun appear in the sky again."

　　This is a promise from the fate beacon.

　　According to the other party's description just now, he is certain that the Silver City is in the so-called God-forsaken Land. Of course, he couldn't be 100% sure yet. After all, according to religious texts, the state of no sun in the sky still existed in the First Age, the Age of Chaos. After all, no one knew whether there were any strange places that the northern continent countries didn't know about besides the Forsaken Land.

　　Of course, it could also be on other planets. But since the person in front of him was speaking Giant language, it was probably not too far away at least.

　　Derrick listened quietly, lowered his head in silence, and replied after a while: "I want to be the 'sun' and want to get its initial sequence of potion formula from you."

　　Gehrman: Ding, you have a new "Kill it?" order, please handle it in time.

　　Osekus: No consumption, come for me.

　　Based on these few words, Klein speculated that the Forsaken Land was separated from the northern and southern continents at least at the end of the Second Age. He speculated that this was related to the catastrophe of the Third Age.

　　Ancient Fessac language was directly derived from Giant language, and in this regard, Klein could barely be considered an expert, so he made rapid progress in mastering Giant language and was not so timid now.

　　But at this time, he still really wanted the synesthesia beacon mentioned by Ceres.

　　Klein maintained his high-handed attitude and replied calmly, "This deal can be put aside for the next two days. You'd better not go out for the next two days and try not to stay in the same room with other people."

　　"Okay, I'll obey your arrangement." Derrick lowered his head.

　　Then the despicable and domineering Fool asked the poor little sun for protection money and membership fees: about the history of Silver City.

　　The events of Silver City made Klein feel heavy. Now he was powerless and could only keep making big promises. The naive Derrick believed Klein's big promises and ate them happily.

　　Finally, before sending Derrick back, Klein materialized a deck of tarot cards and asked Derrick to choose his own code name.

　　Derrick flipped through them and chose "Sun".

　　Gray fog rolled, and crimson retreated. Derrick's spirit returned to the real world.

　　He pushed open the door and walked out. Seeing his parents outside, the three of them hugged each other and cried.

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『Add bookmarks for easy reading』Chapter 63 Klein happily made a big death (Page 1/2)

Huh, he fooled another member, no, he developed another member... Klein laughed and shook his head, mocking the current strength of the Tarot Club.

　　If it weren't for the simulated universe, the leader "The Fool" would only be a Sequence Nine, and had just digested the "Fortune Teller" potion. Even if the relics and light cones were counted, they might not be able to defeat a qualified Sequence Six. And the Silver City, which "Sun" said had no hope, had at least three Sequence Four high-sequence masters.

　　Klein didn't stay above the gray fog for too long. He extended his spirituality, wrapped himself up, and fell down quickly.

　　He penetrated the gray fog and broke through the whispers. He returned to the room and removed the spiritual wall.

　　After hesitating for a moment, Klein took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Serres.

　　Sweet iced tea that makes a lot of money: "Serres, do you know the God-forsaken Land?"

　　Although he was using a Rune language keyboard, Klein still typed quickly.

　　After asking the question, Klein put his phone in his pocket, thinking about his future promotion while picking up his keys and preparing to leave.

　　After laying the groundwork once more, he could explain the situation to the captain and make a special application.

　　I don't know if there will be any changes to the relics and light cones after becoming a clown. If not, then they may be eliminated in the future.

　　Klein doesn't really want to replace them. Extraordinary items without side effects are still rare.

　　Buzz.

　　The phone vibrated.

　　Reply so quickly? Klein took out his phone again.

　　Melancholy Sexy Sow Prince: "The Land of the Gods Forsaken, I know a little bit about it. It's probably a little bit north of the east of the Sonia Sea, bordering the Western Continent. What's wrong?"

　　Western Continent? Klein raised his eyebrows, but temporarily ignored this word.

　　Sweet Ice Tea for Making Big Money: "Just curious."

　　Sweet Ice Tea for Making Big Money: "Do you have detailed information about the Land of the Gods Forsaken?"

　　He is the future savior personally appointed by the original Serres, the Chosen Son. There is no problem in asking for some information.

　　Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "The God-Forsaken Land, it's a mess."

　　Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "That broken place is full of pollution, monsters, and lightning. There is no day, only night. The creatures inside need to stay in a place with light all the time, otherwise they will be [hidden]."

　　This is basically consistent with Derrick's description, and Klein nodded secretly.

　　Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "It is unknown how many people survived in the God-Forsaken Land, but it is the sanctuary of the true creator, and there are at least three angels wandering there. If there are still residents, then they probably believe in the ancient sun god. That is, the so-called Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God."

　　Klein has basically confirmed that Derrick is in the God-Forsaken Land. But what makes him even more amazed is the Masked Fool's ability to collect information and the fact that there are three angels in the God-Forsaken Land.

　　This is information that the Church of the Night does not even have. At least Klein, as a low-level night watchman, can't find it at all.

　　Sweet Iced Tea That Makes a Lot of Money: "I see, thank you."

　　Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "You're welcome."

　　Melancholic Sow Prince: "Pam, love you.jpg"

　　Put away the phone and walk out. Klein and his team are now solving a case about evil spirits. Captain Dunn and corpse collector Frye are waiting for him at the hotel.

　　Returning to the hotel, as expected, he saw Dunn and Frye exchanging the information they had collected.

　　"It can be confirmed that the ghosts have only appeared in the last two or three months." Dunn glanced at Klein who opened the door and came in, and gave his conclusion.

　　Klein, who had just arrived, immediately agreed and submitted the task to Dunn, gaining an increase in the reputation of the Nighthawks. He also temporarily obtained the key item for the next task, "the Mutated Sun Holy Emblem".

　　Frye took the "Mutated Sun Holy Emblem" from the inside of the black thin windbreaker and handed it to Klein.

　　Klein took it with great curiosity, and felt that the metal of the emblem was warm to the touch, and it seemed that hot water was flowing inside. The warm and gentle light spread out like ripples, bringing a pure taste.

Chapter 63 Klein happily committed suicide (Page 2/2)

"Glowing metal, can it be radioactive?" Klein's thoughts inexplicably went off track.

　　Then, Klein felt that this dark golden holy emblem with the sun symbol was constantly washing his spirituality, removing impurities and leaving purity.

　　He felt that some gene in his body was activated, and he suddenly wanted to commit suicide.

　　Well, let's divine this sun holy emblem later.

　　Klein's next task is to stay where he is.

　　"If anyone approaches, drive him away." Frye reminded him coldly and gloomily, "I will take over from you in two hours." Frye

　　began to set a flag fiercely, but he underestimated the unique recklessness and cowardice of the Tarot Club.

　　"No problem." Adhering to the principle of creating difficulties when there are no difficulties, Klein replied with a smile.

　　Watching Frye walk into the town, he found the half-high stone he had just taken a fancy to, picked up the leaves next to it, and wiped the surface. Then, he touched the top of the stone with his finger and observed his finger for a few times in the crimson moonlight.

　　After confirming that it was correct, Klein lifted up his thin black windbreaker and sat down.

　　Grandpa Ke is also a respectable man, so he must not lose his demeanor.

　　And this suit is very expensive.

　　After a few minutes of calm, he looked at the dark, silent, deep and terrifying grove. The more

　　Klein thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

　　He just did a little divination, and there should be no danger in a while.

　　But how can that be! If there is no danger at all, then wouldn't Frye's flag be in vain?

　　The soul of death in Klein's heart began to burn fiercely. He couldn't help but stand up and take out different metal bottles from the hidden pockets on the inside of his clothes, and sprinkled a circle of herbal powder and essential oil pure dew around the stone.

　　Then, Klein recited a spell in Hermetic language, using the materials to burst out spirituality and seal the area where he was.

　　Then he couldn't help but start to think about the sun holy emblem, trying to see a flower from it.

　　Cats are like this. Once they get bored, they will think about how to have fun with their own death.

　　He first tried to divine, but because he was too bad, he didn't divine anything.

　　Then, he began to look around, sneakily took four steps backwards and came to the gray fog.

　　Hey, if you don't kill me today, then there will be no fun.

　　He materialized the Holy Emblem of the Sun on the gray fog and once again divined its origin. He

　　was in high spirits and became a "trial" master.

　　With the blessing of the gray fog, Klein went deeper and deeper, and understood the emblem little by little.

　　He learned that it came from a drop of golden blood.

　　He learned that this drop of golden blood came from...

　　a golden naked man.

　　The naked man turned around suddenly and showed a philosophical smile. Are

　　you looking at yourself?

　　Boom!

　　Klein's spirit instantly burned up above the gray fog.

　　Quack! So powerful!

　　The mysterious space above the gray fog shook violently. The majestic palace collapsed bit by bit. The old and mottled bronze table was smashed into several pieces.

　　"Ouch!" Klein turned into Michael Jackson, rolling and howling in the fire.

　　This terrible change lasted only three seconds, and the gray fog returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

　　The golden flames on Klein's body gradually extinguished. He rolled and screamed with a charred surface until his ability to think began to return.

　　Klein, who was roasted to seven-tenths, supported himself on the armrest of the high-back chair and stood up with difficulty. He trembled and returned to his seat, terrified and confused by what had just happened.

　　I'm honest, please let me go.

『Add bookmarks for easy reading』Chapter 64 Little Sun's First Tarot Club (Page 1/2)

Klein discovered that after he had finished his death, he had a lot more knowledge in his head.

　　He quickly materialized a pen and paper and wrote down what he saw.

　　1. Are you looking at yourself? (Bold at the top)

　　2. Pure white angel.

　　3. The "Yang" hair charm: the method of making the "Yangyan charm".

　　4. The Eternal Sun is very hostile to the Lord of Storms and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

　　After thinking about it, Klein added a supplement at the end:

　　(The Eternal Sun will write his dislike for others on his face, which can be seen at a glance.)

　　5. The recipe of the Chanter Potion: Main ingredients, a crystal sunflower or the tail feathers of an adult flint bird or the tail feathers of a firebird... a piece of Siren Stone or a singing sunflower... auxiliary materials, a piece of midsummer grass, five drops of July wine juice, and a piece of elf dark leaf...

　　just enough to sell to the "Sun". This is called taking from the "Yang" and using it for the "Yang".

　　6. Light Prayer's potion formula: Main ingredients, a piece of Radiant Stone or powder of Blazing Soul or... Mirror Hedgehog's blood or heart of magma giant... Auxiliary ingredients, a golden sunflower, three drops of Aconite juice..." 7. Light Priest's

　　potion formula: Main ingredients are missing, auxiliary ingredients are 5 grams of rosemary, 7 drops of golden tangerine juice, rock water..."

　　8. Sequence 4 Darkless Potion Formula, the main ingredients can be the golden blood extracted from the mutated sun holy emblem, and three tail feathers of an adult sun bird and a piece of sacred Radiant Stone can also be used as substitutes. Auxiliary ingredients...

　　9. Risks and opportunities coexist. The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish. You can try more next time.

　　After writing the above nine items, Klein couldn't help but knock on the edge of the bronze table.

　　Coincidence, another coincidence.

　　Just when a member who wants to become the sun came, this formula was delivered to him. This made Klein frown.

　　This kind of thing can't be told to the Nighthawks... I'll send a message to Ceres later.

　　Klein rubbed his forehead. Seeing that there was no more movement above the gray fog, he finally felt relieved and confirmed that the "Eternal Blazing Sun" had not found this place by following the clues.

　　He sighed. He couldn't solve this kind of thing by himself. So he decided to think about other things first.

　　He picked up the paper in his hand, looked at the first sentence he wrote, pursed his lips, and waved his hand to change it to "Don't look directly at God, don't look directly at high-level creatures, remember this sentence."

　　"The Eternal Blazing Sun's hostility towards the Lord of Storms and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom is extremely strong, but why is it for this?"

　　"Then there is the Pure White Angel... What is a Pure White Angel?"

　　The false blasphemer: Amon

　　The real blasphemer: What is a Pure White Angel?

　　...

　　The gray fog surged twice, Klein left first, and came back a day later.

　　This was a new Tarot Club, and it was also Derrick's first time to attend a Tarot Club. Klein pulled the little sun up in advance and explained the rules of the party.

　　Klein thought about the synesthesia beacon mentioned by Ceres, and wondered if this gray fog could do the same thing.

　　I didn't expect it to be successful.

　　Gray Fog: With the mentality of giving it a try, the result really came out. When

　　three o'clock came, Klein looked at his watch and pulled the other three up.

　　"This is the new member, and his title is 'Sun'." Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the head of the long table, spoke calmly and introduced the new member to Justice and others.

　　Then, Klein introduced Justice and others to Little Sun one by one.

　　Ceres had expected that Audrey was happy that the Tarot Club had grown stronger.

　　Only Alger frowned slightly, dissatisfied with Mr. Fool's bringing in new people.

　　[It's not long since I became a concubine, and the emperor has taken in a new person into the palace. It's really a generation of new people replacing the old. Alas, if I had known he was coming, I would not have come...]

　　But Alger soon adjusted his mentality. This is a god, and I can't disrespect him. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the Fool.

　　Audrey entered the audience state and tried to observe Derrick. In the end, he gave the evaluation of "lone wolf".

Chapter 64 Little Sun's First Tarot Club (Page 2/2)

Cerris opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

　　What the hell is this?

　　He saw a mask slowly appear behind Derrick, blinking his left eye at him, winking, and then disappearing.

　　[Lao Da, I missed you. After you left, they all bullied me...]

　　[I'm telling you, Ceirris, I'm Lao Da here. From today on, I won't eat beef.]

　　Ceirris ignored Erha, but looked at Derrick, feeling the faint [protection] on him after the [joy] faded.

　　The Amber King is here too...

　　So it seems that we can start to popularize the concepts of Star Gods and destiny. I wonder which destiny they will embark on?

　　Ceirris looked around at the people around the long table.

　　I'm so looking forward to it.

　　...

　　When it came time to hand in the diary, Audrey handed in two pages of Roselle's diary.

　　Klein: Hehe.

　　"Miss Justice, what do you want?" The Fool spoke calmly, as if he didn't take the diary seriously at all.

　　"You know, I'm about to finish digesting the 'audience' potion, um... I also have the mind reader potion. So I want the psychiatrist's potion."

　　Klein: No, hehe.

　　Where can I find the psychiatrist's potion for you?

　　Audrey didn't notice anything wrong with the Fool, and continued, "Well, I know that the content of these two pages of the diary is not much, and it may not match the value of the 'mind reader' formula. I will give you another page, um, and pay you an extra sum of money."

　　Money?

　　Keyword detected.

　　Sorry, Mr. Dust Guderian, the other party is willing to pay. Although I don't know if you have it, I can only wrong you to be tortured by me.

　　Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt something was wrong and couldn't help but curse herself in her heart: "Mr. Fool is at least a big man close to the gods, how could he be interested in vulgar money!!"

　　So she quickly changed her words: "That's not what I meant. I mean, I can use something else as compensation."

　　[Congratulations, the gold pound turned into a bird and flew away~]

　　At this time, Derrick said: "Psychologist? You should be talking about psychoanalyst, right?"

　　"You know?" Audrey found that Derrick was talking about the ancient name.

　　Because of Serris before, Audrey immediately realized that Derrick was not talking about Runewen this time.

　　"Is he in the same situation as Mr. Devil?" Audrey thought.

　　Hearing the counter-question, Derrick revealed his background without thinking.

　　Klein was about to stop him, but Derrick had already finished.

　　"Aren't you citizens of the City of Silver? Which city-state are you from?"

　　PS: Woo woo woo, I am guilty, I reflect, I repent.

　　I saw a lot of people in the comment area saying that my book is incomprehensible to people who have not read the secret and played Collapse. I reflect, I apologize, I go to your *蕉*, is this book for you to read? You haven't read the mystery and haven't played the collapsing iron, so you come to join in your *蕉* fun? Ah?

　　This is only for the few trolls on the homepage, not the readers.

　　Some people say that I am riding on the popularity of the mystery, and some people say that this book is a fan novel. What, isn't fan fiction just for joining in the popularity? What is fan fiction if not fan fiction? Isn't it a novel for enemies?

　　And "the author personally came out to post a review, and we already know what it is." Can this be criticized? You gave me a bad review and didn't allow me to refute? Then you will be happy if I just delete the comments, right? There

　　are also people who say that the threshold is too high, saying that I don't explain the content of the original work, you don't understand the original work, so what about your *蕉* fan fiction? I can explain it, but if I just mention a little bit of the original content, some people say that I am watering down the word count. If I really explain it, won't it be a long paragraph of water?

　　If he keeps doing this, I will have to set a comment threshold.

　　I didn't want to delete comments or set a threshold. These *bananas* just have to commit *bananas*, right?

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