The final gentleman

After Catherine's "entry point" with information about the audience was established, William went straight back to the magic area and happened to bump into Jain in the passage.

"William, why did you come back from outside? You seem to have other ideas about the temporarily arranged formal performance?"

“One day is too short and there is no time for regular preparations.

Even if I have already thought of a scene design that can be used for formal performances, the temporary installation will definitely not achieve the expected effect, so it is better to think of other ways.

Senior Jain, can you give me the arrangements for tomorrow's performance? "

With a flick of his fingers, Jain took out a piece of white paper from his cuffs.

"Circus of Fear Official Performance Schedule"

It is mainly divided into four large-scale programs with four chiefs.

Interspersed between the four major programs are small programs such as Catherine the Clown and Mosander the Long-Legged, making the entire performance ups and downs.

William asked tentatively: "Should my performance be performed during any intermission period, right?"

"That's right, think about it carefully and tell me the result before tomorrow morning."

"I've already chosen!"

William didn't think much about it, or he had already made a decision. His finger quickly fell on the gap between two programs, which made Jain frown.

At least in Jain's opinion, such a choice is unwise.

"Are you sure? You want to put your halftime performance behind the acrobatic troupe's performance?

Mr. Rabbit's level is above mine, and the acrobatic troupe he commands is not comparable to that of Mosander, a newcomer.

The average amount of fear collected by the Acrobatic Troupe is the highest among all previous performances.

In other words, after watching the acrobatic troupe's performance, most of the audience are in a state of absolute immersion, exhaustion or even brain death.

Your temporary performance will have a hard time being effective during this time period.

My suggestion is to place it after Catherine's nightmare performance. The impact of dreams will quickly diminish after waking up, and it is easiest to perform at this time. "

"My performance must be placed here, otherwise the success rate will be greatly reduced."

Looking at the firm look in William's eyes, Jain nodded, "Then just report it like this. Do you need to borrow some people from me?"

"No, I can do it alone. The time is too short to train. And even if other assistants are forced to follow me as a newcomer, they will be very resistant in their hearts, and it will be difficult to achieve the effect I want.

Mr. Jain, I'm going to do other things first. "

William waved goodbye in a hurry. He did not return to his magic house, but planned to go to other areas.

Such unusual behavior naturally aroused Jain's curiosity. The magic show had been rehearsed long ago, so he quietly followed William.

After bypassing the underground intersection of the circus, William actually walked to the banquet hall again, touched the secret door switch between the passages, and opened the secret passage leading to the kitchen.

"Um? Chef...what exactly does William want to do? 』

Jain suppressed his curiosity and did not follow up. After all, the answer would be revealed in two days.

【Cook】

Since the Sabbat had just ended, the entire kitchen was undergoing general cleaning.

For William, a newcomer who came second in the Sabbat and was favored by his boss, the poker-faced guys who were doing hygiene were quite polite and didn't ask any questions.

William didn't do anything when he came here, he just sat on the cutting table and thought and waited quietly.

About half an hour passed,

When he was calculating in his head the type, quantity, and ingredients of the dishes to be made, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the incinerator.

Chef Timmy came back with his tongue wrapped around his body. He had just finished injecting his boss' medicine down below, and he was extremely surprised to see William sitting in the back kitchen.

"William, what are you doing here? Why don't you hurry up and prepare for the performance the day after tomorrow?"

"I came here just for the show. Can Chef Timmy give me these ingredients now?"

William wrote as he spoke and handed over a detailed list.

Looking at the large number of raw materials on the list, Timmy also frowned, "What do you want so many things for? This is not a free warehouse, you can take it as you want...the raw materials cultivated in the kitchen are all of the highest quality. .”

"Of course it will be used for tomorrow's performance. Can you record the cost first and pay it back slowly after I collect enough fear liquid from the performance? I can accept it even if interest is added."

If it had been anyone else, the chef would have refused without hesitation, and the back chef would have never offered credit.

But considering William's amazing performance at the Sabbat, and considering that the boss showed a rare smile during the banquet, Timmy also made a rare compromise.

"Since you are going to use the dishes in the kitchen for performances, I will lend it to you reluctantly~ There is no need for interest, as long as you can pay it back in full within a year.

However, the use of "boss meat" is prohibited. "

Seeing Chef Timmy nodding in agreement, William followed up with another request:

"Chef, can you lend me some more people to help with the raw materials and assist with cooking? I might not be able to make it on my own. The personnel expenses will also be recorded in the account and will be paid back later."

"You... okay, how many people do you want?"

“All the poker faces in cleaning are needed at the moment,

In addition, I may also modify some equipment in the kitchen, such as splicing some meat woks to form a larger caliber pot to improve the efficiency of cooking. "

"What else do you want?"

Chef Timmy is already a little impatient. If William dares to ask again, he will directly stop providing help.

"that is all."

"That's all! No one has ever dared to make so many demands in the kitchen... It really makes me so angry! Okay, I can promise you, but besides repaying the money, I need you to do one more thing."

"What's up?"

"Ahem~ As long as you are in the circus, make red oil dumplings at least once a week."

"That's no problem, just provide me with good "scalp meat". "

Seeing that William agreed, Chef Timmy stopped making things difficult.

"Remind you! Before the official performance begins, the kitchen must maintain absolute stability. You must keep the [rules] in mind during cooking. If black hair and meat combine to affect the official performance, this responsibility is not yours to bear. I All may be tried for this.”

"I will ensure the stability and safety of the kitchen."

"That's it. The Sabbat thing has made me exhausted. I can just take a rest."

With the chef's nod of affirmation, the next two days were equivalent to handing over all the authority of the kitchen to William, a young man.

Timmy seemed to leave leisurely, but as soon as he returned to his lounge, he turned on the biometric monitoring device and watched everything going on in the kitchen intently.

He was curious about what William was going to do and how he would connect the kitchen with the performance.

In the surveillance screen,

William used his identity as temporary supervisor to summon all the poker faces to his side.

There is no communication on any verbal level,

Instead, they open the skull in public and display the dark brain. Through the transmission of brain wave information, everyone is assigned responsibilities and a time plan is listed to ensure that no time is wasted.

The show is over,

Poker faces put on chef aprons one after another and went to work in different areas. The kitchen became lively again.

However, as everyone began to get busy, William did not participate.

He climbed onto the kitchen counter, used the cutting board as a pillow and fell asleep peacefully in the noisy kitchen environment.

When Chef Timmy saw this scene, he stood up excitedly, pointed at the monitor and shouted, "How can you sleep! Can you sleep at this time?"

But Timmy finally calmed down and did not go to the kitchen to intervene.

What he didn't know was that William's sleep was actually projecting his consciousness into the memory palace and communicating with his other self in the aquarium.

"Yi Chen, I need your help for the next performance."