Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

When it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, Renekton sat back on the armchair in the study, waiting for his first Tarot session.

It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, and an illusory, crimson light surged out like a tide, gradually overwhelming his sight.

When his vision was restored, Renekton found that he had arrived above the gray fog, in a palace that looked like a giant's residence.

Renekton looked around. Sitting in front of him to his right was a lady whose face was obscured by the gray fog. But at this stage, the only lady in the Tarot Club was Miss Justice.

To his right was a tall young man. Renekton was very sure that Little Yang was younger than him, but he seemed to be about two meters tall.

On the right is the most mature man on the field, Mr. Hanged Man dressed as a Storm Priest.

When Renekton scanned the members of the Tarot Club, Miss Justice and Little Sun sitting next to him also noticed this extra member.

"This is Mr. White Tower."

Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table, made an introduction.

Renekton stood up naturally and saluted everyone present.

Miss Justice also happily stood up and returned the greeting. At the same time, she also introduced the other members of the Tarot Society:

"Hello, my code name is 'Justice', the person next to you is Mr. Sun, and the person next to you is Mr. 'The Hanged Man'."

Renekton nodded to Miss Justice.

Seeing that everyone knew each other, the Hanged Man couldn't wait to speak:

"Mr. Fool, I have collected a total of nineteen pages of Russell's diary this time."

"My current memory limit is only six pages, please allow me to give it to you several times."

"No problem." Klein, who was shrouded in gray mist, responded.

Renekton sat quietly in his seat, thinking, waiting for Mr. Fool to speak after reading Russell's diary.

It wasn't until Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table, lightly pressed the edge of the long bronze table that Renekton came back to his senses.

Klein's figure shrouded in gray mist scanned everyone present. Under his spiritual vision, he found that the newly joined Mr. Baita seemed to be in a daze just now. It was not until he knocked on the long bronze table that he came back to his senses. Come.

"This guy doesn't seem to be very respectful towards the great being! Is it because of his own character, or because I, Mr. Fool, have not yet ascended to the so-called position of great master in the spiritual world?"

After retracting his thoughts, Klein suddenly had a new idea, so he made his voice sound low and gentle and smiled:

"Russell's diary mentioned some common sense, which reminded me that I didn't seem to tell you."

Justice, the Hanged Man and Little Sun sitting below all reacted accordingly. Renekton thought for a long time, but couldn't remember what Mr. Fool would say at this party. He also moved his body to listen.

"The first common sense is the law of immortality of extraordinary characteristics."

"The second common sense is the law of conservation of extraordinary characteristics within similar sequences."

Klein's figure shrouded in gray mist watched everyone's reactions. Except for the newly joined Mr. White Tower, everyone's reactions showed that they were surprised and satisfied with these two pieces of information.

"It seems that he does know a lot. We need to find an opportunity to get some information from him. It would be great if we had a trumpet at this time." No one knows about Klein's psychological activities.

"Why are they similar sequences?" Alger the Hanged Man couldn't help but ask.

Klein chuckled: "What do you have to pay to get the answer?"

"Mr. Fool, what kind of reward do you want?"

Miss Justice, who was sitting in front of Renekton and to the right, was also very interested in the answer.

Only Renekton and Little Sun remained silent. One already knew the answer, and the other thought he had nothing to offer in exchange.

"Information related to the Secret Order."

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, revealed the information he wanted.

The scene was silent for a while, and finally it was the Hanged Man who took the lead to break the silence.

"I will collect and explore information related to the Secret Order for you."

“Can you pay me in advance?”

Mr. Hanged Man asked carefully.

Renekton, who was watching this scene quietly from the side, planned to tell Mr. Fool the information about Zaratul, so he continued what the Hanged Man said:

"Ha! Let me pay this reward for you."

Klein's figure shrouded in gray mist lit up. The main target of his proposal for this deal was Mr. White Tower. The information the Hanged Man knew was already mentioned last time. As for Miss Justice and Little Sun, there is a high probability that I don't know this information.

Others also stared at Renekton curiously, waiting for the other person's next words.

"The Secret Order is a secret organization founded in the Fourth Age. They control the path of diviners. They are the organization with the lowest activity frequency among all secret organizations, so they are the least understood by others. Every time they appear, they are chasing An. A relic of the Tigonus family.”

"Their leader, Zaratul, took away a copy of the characteristics of the Secret Server from Antigonus. Now he has become a Sequence One Secret Server, but he has gone crazy because he is incomplete."

"His historical pore image was cut by the Night Goddess and sealed in the Mist Town. Well, this does not affect his personality. As long as someone opens the exit of the Mist Town, he will return to his true form and return to normal."

Renekton introduced in detail information about Zaratul, who is also one of Mr. Fool's future enemies.

The scene became very quiet for a while, no one spoke.

Renekton was a little puzzled when he saw the silence:

"Huh? Why don't you say anything? Is there anything you don't understand?"

"There's definitely a lot of incomprehension."

Miss Justice spoke softly. Then he added:

"But it doesn't matter. This is the answer to Mr. Fool, although I am very curious."

"No, Mr. Fool also has many problems. At this moment, I really need a trumpet!"

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, was wailing in his heart. He wanted to ask clearly, but he couldn't speak due to his identity.

"You can ask, I can tell you for free today, but I may charge you in the future!"

Renekton said with a chuckle.

At this time, Renekton was smiling happily in his heart, because he did this on purpose. He knew that Klein would not understand a lot after hearing this explanation, but with the very curious Miss Justice here, someone would continue to ask.

Well, whetting Mr. Fool's appetite will make you feel happy both physically and mentally.

"Can I take you some time? Mr. Fool."

Miss Justice immediately requested Mr. Fool who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table.

"Okay." The Fool shrouded in gray mist nodded gently.

"Huh~ This party cannot be without Miss Justice."

Klein mentally praised Miss Justice.

After receiving Mr. Fool's reply, Miss Justice turned to look at Renekton and said:

"Mr. Baita, I will pay a certain amount of compensation for this. This is the principle of equal exchange."

Renekton nodded noncommittally.

Little Sun and the Hanged Man also proposed deals one after another. They also had many questions about the secret order information that Renekton introduced just now.

Miss Justice waited until everyone reached a consensus before speaking:

"Mr. Baita, I am very curious about the Secret Waiter, the historical pore images and the foggy town. I wonder what questions you can answer?"

Renekton nodded, not surprised by Miss Justice's questions:

"The Attendant of Mysteries is the first sequence of the diviner path. This is an angel who serves the Mysteries and has initially gained authority in the corresponding field."

"Historical pore images are the ability of Sequence 3 of this pathway. They can summon images from the pores of history. They can be people, objects, others, or themselves."

"Misty Town is a hidden world created by the goddess of the night."

"As for more content, I don't know much about it."

After Renekton finished speaking, there was another silence.

After a while, Miss Justice came back to her senses, looked at the silent people present, and was the first to break the silence:

"Thank you, Mr. Baita, the information you disclosed is enough, um, high-end, I should say high-end enough. It really fits my imagination of the mysterious world. I never thought that one day I would actually hear other people say this. .”

"This has even touched upon the realm of gods." The Hanged Man also said with a look of admiration.

Only Little Sun is a little confused. These are not things he understands, but he understands the gods. The hidden world created by the gods, he wonders if it is the kingdom of the gods.

Klein's figure shrouded in gray mist was also thinking about this information in his mind:

"The Sequence One of my path is called the Secret Attendant, the angel who serves the Mystery? Does Secret refer to the true God of this path? But the word "Server" doesn't seem to fit the character of the Sequence One no matter how I hear it."

"Ahem! Shouldn't we wait for Mr. Fool to give us the answer? What I said is too far away from us. Just listen to it as a story."

Renekton coughed twice, indicating that it was time to get back on track.

"Yes, but this story is attractive enough. I wonder what kind of reward you need, Mr. Baita? I find that the value of the information you mentioned has far exceeded the reward I previously expected."

Miss Justice still remembers the principle of equivalent exchange mentioned before.

Little Sun and the Hanged Man also nodded in agreement. The Hanged Man nodded after seeing Justice and Little Sun expressing their opinions one after another.

"A copy of the extraordinary characteristics of any sequence in any path, just give it to me at any time."

Renekton thought for a moment and answered.

"Any way?" The Hanged Man asked doubtfully.

"Well, yes, I want to collect some extraordinary characteristics and use them for experiments."

Renekton nodded and explained the use of his collection of extraordinary characteristics, and then added:

"If you have any extraordinary characteristics or potion main materials that you need to sell, you can sell them to me. I can trade them with money, corresponding knowledge or items."