Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 349: Questions and Answers (3.6K)

Keeping in mind that Ron might be related to the secret organization that Emperor Roselle joined, Klein no longer worried about whether his actions were dangerous.

After all, the kid wasn't really stupid. How could he entrust his entire life and property to Mr. Fool, whom he had only known for a few months?

Humph. He probably told Mr. Fool about this indirectly, perhaps out of some calculation, or perhaps out of some preparation.
Klein thought calmly for two seconds and decided that it would be better to explore Ron's secrets step by step.

Even above the gray fog, Klein the Fool still maintained the tacit understanding between the two of them. He did not ask too many questions or test them, and was full of trust in this seemingly bad friend.

It's actually blasphemy against the slate. Goddess, I finally understand why Mr. Fool has such an attitude towards Mr. Ron. If it were me, I would do the same. He is like those aristocratic children who are not yet adults in psychology, causing trouble everywhere every day.
"Mr. Destiny, I would like to purchase the potion formula for Audience Pathway Sequence 7, "Psychologist". Is that okay?"

At this time, Audrey Hall, who seemed to have noticed something from the Fool’s subtle attitude, raised her hand and asked with her green eyes full of expectation.

Although she was shocked by Ron's strength and skills, and she also longed for the freedom to "make trouble" everywhere without any restrictions, the noble lady did not forget that she was only a Sequence Eight, and high-level items such as the Blasphemous Slate were too far away for her.

Huh. She let out a breath, and the feeling of being crushed in every aspect came over her again. This noble lady who had lacked nothing since childhood was forced to experience the gap between the rich and the poor on another level.

"Okay, the formula for the Sequence 800 potion is pounds. I can give it to you right now!"

The silver-haired lady leaned back. She wanted to collapse on the bronze chair like she did at home, but because of the gaze of the beautiful noble lady, she retained a little bit of her image, which was rare.

The reason why Ron wanted to get the blasphemous slate was, on the one hand, a sudden whim, and on the other hand, she didn't expect that the bearded man would actually dare to give it to her.

On the other hand, in addition to the potion formula attached to it, what is more important is the specialness of the "stone tablet" itself. It is made from the corpse of the ancient sun god, and there is nothing with stronger aggregation ability than this. Although it is not a characteristic or uniqueness, its status is there, and it has a high collection value.

The bearded man didn't want me to use this to deal with the escaped "Original Creator", did he? That's why he gave it to me so readily, and even did me a favor. He's really calculating.
At this moment, Ron, who inexplicably remembered the bearded man's behavior, was also stunned. This secretive style made her speechless.

Can't you just say it calmly? It's easy to say if you understand it, but what if you don't understand it?

"No problem ma'am, I'll pay the 800 pounds after the party!"

That's a steal! In other words, I spent £800 to see part of the Blasphemous Slate, or was it part of a part of a part?

"Justice!" Audrey puffed up her cheeks slightly and muttered in her heart with joy.

"Mr. World, I will pay you the 450 pounds after the party."

At this time, after witnessing this "high-level" transaction, the "magician" Fors seemed to remember that he still had a debt, and hurriedly assured the "world" at the bottom.

She didn't want to lose her only credibility at this high-end gathering that was obviously rich in resources and knowledge.

"What kind of deal did you guys reach in private?" Audrey, who felt that she was very familiar with "Fors" but didn't know about this matter, asked curiously.

"Mr. World helped me find the magic potion formula of the Master of Magic."

It is said that the potion formulas all come from the "blasphemous slate". However, its price will not increase because of the "blasphemous slate", which is a good thing for me. After explaining the cause and effect, Fors Wall inexplicably felt touched.

After the transaction was completed, no other Tarot Club members came to buy the formula. However, Ron understood this very well. Apart from the wealthy noble ladies, the rest were poor.

Frankly speaking, Ron had thought that Miss Justice would buy all the potion formulas from Sequence 7 to Sequence 4.

At this time, the Hanged Man looked around and said as if he had already prepared a speech:

"Everyone, I recently accepted an investigation mission. I wonder if you have any relevant clues."

"In the past two or three years, many indigenous tribes in the southern continent have been looted and all their people have been kidnapped. In various plantations and islands in the sea, some slaves have also strangely escaped."

"After the slave trade was abolished in the countries of the Northern Continent, this kind of thing has not happened for a long time. Have you heard the corresponding news?"

His eyes swept across "Destiny", "Justice", "World", and "Magician", but he did not look at "Sun".

Audrey, Justice, carefully recalled the words of the nobles and said after a while:

"No, I haven't even heard of anything like that."

The "World" and the "Magician" also shook their heads, indicating that they had no idea.

However, at this moment, Ron straightened his back and habitually sneered:
"Oh, you don't even need to listen to rumors. You can guess it by reading the newspaper more often every day. Young people should study hard and read more newspapers. This way you can increase your knowledge and experience!"

"Ms. Destiny, do you know what's going on?"

The Hanged Man paid no attention to the mockery in his tone. Instead, he looked at Ron as if he had been prepared. This made the little jerk who liked to see other people's ugly faces stunned.

She opened her mouth, then remembered the three conditions she had to meet in exchange for uniqueness with the bearded man, and finally closed her mouth.

Although "Adam" was secretly calculating, it was undeniable that this guy was quite sensible, and Ron couldn't find a suitable reason to sell him out.

"This is a very simple matter. We can work backwards from the results. Since you said the slave trade has been going on for several years, where were they sold to? Have you ever found out?"

"Is it impossible to find out? And who else has this ability and can't get any news? There are only a few people on the fingers." "As for the slave trade, it sounds like a cover. How much money can they make by spending so much effort to transport slaves?"

"However, I suggest that you listen to your boss's arrangements and do what you should do."

That’s where the conversation ends; the analysis from a higher level comes to an abrupt end.

"Thank you for your answer, Ms. Fate."

As an experienced person, Alger Wilson obviously understood what Ron meant. He no longer hesitated and just made a decisive move, treating all the analysis Ron had just said as nonsense.

Hmm. It seems that it is really not simple. The little brat doesn't want to mention it. If it is not to remind the "Hanged Man", she probably won't say a word. Haha, isn't this quite kind? Why is it so awkward?
Klein the Fool, who witnessed everything, stroked his chin in his heart, smiled secretly and muttered something.

After the Hanged Man was over, Sun Derrick raised his hand and said nervously:
"I have been assigned a mission. I will be exploring the semi-destroyed temple mentioned earlier in the near future. Um, the one with the 'Fallen Creator'."

"The leader in charge of this operation is Elder 'Shepherd' Lovia."

"Do you have any suggestions?"

The naive Little Sun seemed to subconsciously realize the reason why The Hanged Man asked that question just now. He imitated Alger and swept his eyes over everyone.

But he was still too young and his acting skills were not very good. After the scan, he didn't know where to look and stared straight at Ron on his left. His purpose was self-evident.

If you consult this angel individually, you may have to pay for it, but if you consult with all the members of the Tarot Club and the angel can't help but answer actively, it will be free.

Alas~ Such a naive little sun, but he was led astray by Mr. "The Hanged Man"! Audrey, who had been observing the Tarot Club members, suddenly wanted to laugh.

Suggestions? My suggestion is to get as far away as possible and play it safe. When Klein heard the question about the "sun", the first thing he thought of was a righteous retreat.

However, in order to maintain Mr. Fool's lofty image, he did not voice such a cowardly suggestion, wanting to see what Ron would say.

"Well, this is very dangerous. If I were someone else, I would advise you to retreat righteously!"

"It's just that if you follow me now, you won't encounter any irresistible danger."

As if he could sense the Tarot Club's expectations for his "wisdom", Ron was in a very good mood at the moment and did not care about the Sun's almost explicit little calculations.

"Why? The temple is dedicated to the true creator, and the leader is a 'shepherd'. There may be some uncontrollable risks."

Klein seemed very dissatisfied with Ron, and believed that caution was the most important thing in the God-forsaken Land. He immediately manipulated the "world" to try to make the little brat look bad.

"No, you should remember Zaratul whom I mentioned last time, and you should also know that I entered the God-Forsaken Land a few days ago."

"Zaratul died, and the True Creator also gained some benefits from it. He fell into a deep sleep and regained a lot of rationality. He will not be able to wake up for a few years."

"As long as you do not chant His name and do not touch objects affected by Him, you will not be corrupted on your own initiative."

"Congratulations! You have taken a big step forward on the road to welcoming the bright world!"

Ron's tone was so impassioned that Little Sun's face turned red. It was obvious that this simple guy did not want to refuse his first exploration.

Who hasn’t had a first time?

Zaratul is dead. Was it Mr. Fool who did it? He sent Fate to find clues and finally used the power of God to kill him?
When everyone heard the news, they had different thoughts, but there was one thing: they were not surprised at all.

Isn't this something that is bound to happen? How could the will of God fail? Compared to the blasphemous stone tablet and the secret history of the true gods mentioned in the last gathering, this is already insignificant news.
After entering Sefirah Castle, Audrey, the "Justice", who regained her memory, always felt that her head was numb. Her knowledge had expanded from that of an ordinary and ignorant noble lady to that of a cult member with rich experience.

Great, we can actually leave the dark land. As long as we can find a safe path, we can also go to the world of light.
Compared to Zaratul, who he didn't know very well, and the "Fallen Creator" who was so close, he cared more about the way out for the City of Silver.

And now, someone has shown them the way!

I will go to the Chief to report this matter when I return. No, this information is from the Tarot Club. Mr. Fool does not allow me to tell others about the Tarot Club, but I cannot explain it if I don't tell anyone.
When he thought of the expression of the "Sun", he felt particularly conflicted, not knowing how to tell the top leaders of Silver City this important information.

"Don't worry about it, just become a senior executive, right?"

The silver-haired lady saw Little Sun's dilemma and, based on her own experience as the ancient Sun God, gave a solution that had the best of both worlds.

After these words were spoken, everyone in the Tarot Club fell silent. Could such a simple and gullible guy really become a high-ranking official in Silver City?
You are really familiar with this aspect. Is this why you are undermining me? Klein the Fool moved his lips slightly.

After finishing this topic, the Tarot Club entered the free communication session.

During this period, "The Sun" behaved out of character and actually seriously asked "The Hanged Man" how to carry out various "plots and schemes". Seeing everyone shaking their heads, he felt that this simple guy might not come back.

In the end, feeling spiritually exhausted, Klein ended the Tarot gathering, quickly returned to the real world, and took a nap.

Because he had to go to the East District, the factory area, in the afternoon to investigate which factories were suitable for producing bicycles.

(End of this chapter)