Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After seeing the trading patterns of everyone at the Tarot Club, Forsi was also moved. Her magic master had never encountered any potion materials since he got the formula.

"I hope that at this seemingly high-end party, we can get information about these two materials."

"Well, you can't be too straightforward, otherwise the other members may guess the corresponding potion formula based on the information I gave, just like Mr. Hanged Man did just now!"

After making up his mind, Forsi deliberately lowered his voice to make his voice sound incompatible with him:

"I want the soul eater's stomach pouch, the blood of the deep-sea marlin, and the venom crystals of the crown jellyfish, in exchange for money."

She added the medicine master's materials to the magic master's materials. Not only could she mix up the materials she needed, but she could also help Viscount Gray Lint collect the medicine master's materials, and then sell them to the other party at a slightly higher price. .

"She is Forsi! The crown jellyfish venom crystal is for Gray Linte. This is the only material the pharmacist needs."

Miss Justice, who was not far from Forsi, had already guessed Forsi's identity when she heard about the materials needed. She had seen Forsi asking for these materials at a party attended by several people.

The Hanged Man has been observing this new member and analyzing the information exposed by Forsi:

"The sequence itself shouldn't be high, probably up to sequence eight, or even less. His accent has the characteristics of Backlund. Although he may not be in Backlund, he most likely does not work at sea."

After confirming that Miss Magician posed no threat to his status in the Tarot Club, the Hanged Man spoke:

"I will help you keep an eye on the blood of deep-sea marlin and the venom crystals of crown jellyfish, but I can't be sure when you can get them. I'm still sailing at sea and it will take some time before I can land."

"Okay, no problem." Forsi nodded politely.

"I can get the soul eater's stomach bag." Little Sun, who was sitting next to Renekton, followed closely and said.

"Okay, how many gold pounds do you need?"

Forsi's eyes lit up. He didn't expect to receive news about one of the materials so soon.

"I don't want money." Little Sun shook his head and continued under Forsi's puzzled eyes: "The reward I want is information about the true Creator."

"True Creator?"

Forsi was stunned. He didn't know how to answer the call for a moment. He just wanted a piece of Sequence Eight materials. Why did the other party directly ask him for information about the evil god? He is still the most active one and the one who likes to cause terrorist incidents the most.

Renekton, who was sitting next to Little Sun, chuckled:

"Ha~, most people don't know much information about evil gods."

Sitting at the top, shrouded in gray mist, Klein also wanted to put his hand on his forehead. Little Yang still knew too little about the outside world.

"Is there any problem with this? If the transaction is not equivalent, I can add other materials in exchange!"

Little Sun Derrick saw everyone's reaction and thought that the value of the transaction was too different. He scratched his head in embarrassment and then added.

Renekton glanced at the world at the bottom of the long bronze table. The dummy made some movements under Klein's control. He slightly raised his hand and pressed down:

"Most of the people who can tell information about the true Creator are madmen from the Aurora Society. Miss Magician probably doesn't know this information."

"I can be a businessman among you and pay Miss Magician for information about the true Creator. Similarly, Miss Magician, you can directly exchange gold pounds for me for the soul eater's stomach bag, okay? You two."

"I have no problem." Forsi nodded quickly in agreement.

"I don't have a problem either." Little Sun Derrick glanced at Mr. World at the bottom with gratitude.

"Okay, then let's communicate alone."

Under the control of Klein, the dummy world sought independent communication with itself, and then used gray mist to separate the remaining people.

Renekton leaned back, his whole body relaxed, as if he was lying on a lounge chair leisurely enjoying the afternoon sunshine.

In the scene where Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man looked at each other in silence, she whispered: "The path of freedom is really enviable."

"Door way?" Justice Audrey was slightly startled.

Forsi bought the magic master formula from the other party, which means that the door path is another name for the apprentice path.

Justice Audrey asked curiously: "Why is it called a doorway?"

Alger, the Hanged Man on the side, also looked like he was listening. He had never heard of such a path as the Door Path.

Renekton kept his posture relaxed and said:

"Gate is the title at the top of this path sequence. Just like in the Church of Knowledge, the Storm Lord is mostly called the Tyrant by us."

"That's it. Thank you for your answer, Mr. Baita!" Justice Audrey thanked him with a smile, and then leaned on the high-backed chair in deep thought.

"Tyrant! This is not a sign of contempt for the Lord of Storms by those in the Church of Knowledge. And which path is called 'Gate' at the top of the sequence?"

Alger, the Hanged Man, was filled with emotions and sighed in his heart. He knew some knowledge about the top of the sequence.

The scene fell silent again until the individual communication between Miss Magician, Little Sun, and the World ended.

Justice Audrey looked at the magician Forsi who would be able to get the soul eater's stomach bag in a short time because of the successful deal with Little Sun. After a moment of reflection, she said:

"Miss Magician, do you know how to act?"

"Performance?" Magician Forsi looked at Miss Justice beside him with some doubts.

"You don't seem to know clearly." Miss Justice quickly came to a conclusion through observation.

Then he turned around, looked at the figure at the top who was shrouded in thick gray-white mist, and said after careful consideration:

"Mr. Fool, can you tell Miss Magician about the acting method? If so, what price will she have to pay?"

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, chuckled and said:

"You decide, you explain, I don't want to repeat similar topics."

After receiving Mr. Fool's approval, Justice Audrey straightened her already upright posture slightly, raised her chin slightly and said:

"The acting method is a way to speed up the digestion and mastery of potions and minimize the risk of losing control."

Forsi's initially lazily sitting posture suddenly straightened up, completely forgetting to conceal his inner excitement:

"What will it cost me?"

Justice Audrey pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Two requirements, one is not to tell others about the acting method without Mr. Fool's permission; the other is to pay two hundred pounds."

Magician Forsi agreed to Miss Justice's conditions without hesitation, and the two quickly reached a deal.

Justice Audrey looked around, and she saw that Mr. World was still in his previous state, not moving at all. White Tower Rekton in front of him also maintained his usual lazy posture.

"That's right. From the last Tarot meeting, we can see that except for the new member Forsi, everyone has mastered the acting method."

Audrey muttered something in her mind, but still cautiously chose to communicate alone.

While the two ladies, Justice and Magician, were discussing acting methods alone, Little Sun, who was sitting next to Renekton, silently looked around at the rest of the crowd and said with some tangle:

"I want to know which seven gods you are talking about and their general situation."

For a moment, everyone except Miss Justice and Miss Magic, who were communicating alone, turned to look at Derrick the Little Sun.

Sitting at the top of the long bronze table, shrouded in gray mist, Klein chuckled and said:

"They can all answer your question, who do you want to trade with? What's the reward?"

"I deal with each of them individually, and the reward is that you can ask me a question and I can answer it."

"Including Miss Justice and Miss Magic who are making a deal, I want to make the same deal with everyone."

Little Sun Derrick thought for a while and then gave what he thought was the safest and most comprehensive way to obtain information.

Without exception, everyone agreed to Little Sun's deal, including Miss Justice and Miss Magic, who had just concluded their role-playing deal. Everyone was very interested in Silver City.

Renekton was not in a hurry. He waited until the rest of the Tarot Club had traded with Little Sun before he was the last one to make the trade.

In a separate communication between Renekton himself, Derrick the Little Sun, and Klein, who was eavesdropping openly, Renekton raised his hand slightly and began to say:

"Most of the information given to you by others comes from the classics of various churches, which is not so trustworthy."

In Little Sun Derrick's surprised eyes, he chuckled and continued:

"Today's seven gods, in order of the time they became gods, are the Goddess of Night, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, the God of War, the Eternal Sun, the Lord of Storms, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and the God of Steam and Machinery."

"The Eternal Blazing Sun, the Lord of Storms, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom should have become gods at about the same time. Steam only became a god near the end of the last era."

Speaking of the God of Steam and Machinery, the greatest lucky man, Renekton couldn’t help but say a little more:

"And He didn't even digest the Sequence One potion at that time, so he was directly promoted to Sequence 0. It wasn't until 200 years ago that Russell appeared and promoted the industrial revolution, which helped Steam digest the Sequence One potion."

Little Sun Derrick looked at Renekton blankly. It was a long way for him to digest the magic potion and become a god, but this did not prevent him from understanding that the God of Steam in his mouth relied on luck to become a true god.

Klein, who was sitting upright and eavesdropping, kept using his clown ability to control his expression.

He recalled the scene where he was promoted from Sequence Eight to Sequence Seven a few days ago after digesting the magic potion. Although he was successfully promoted, it did not mean that the risk at that time was small.

It was so difficult for me to advance from Sequence 0 to Sequence after digesting the potion, but the God of Steam directly relied on luck to advance to Sequence , and there was Roselle behind me who was rushing to help him digest the potion!

The gap between people is sometimes really big!