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  Chapter 226 Harvest

  "I thought you weren't interested in this topic."

  "It's true, it's related, it's an adjacent path that can be interchanged, it's a different manifestation of the authority of the system."

  Bernadette listened quietly, neither expressing her opinion nor asking questions. The scene fell silent for a while. After several seconds of silence, she said in a thoughtful tone:

  "You know a lot. Aren't you worried that I will doubt your identity because of this?"

  "These are what I was going to tell you after I became an angel."

  Renekton waved his hand nonchalantly.

  At this time, all the invisible servants sent by Bernadette also came back. Each of them brought multiple extraordinary characteristics and magical items, as well as a lot of materials.

  Just a quick glance, Renekton had seen three ancient vengeful spirits' cursed objects, two human skin shadows' characteristics, two ancient vengeful spirits' dust, as well as a lot of meteorite crystals, psychedelic wind bell tree fruits

  , and even a lost time worm. There were also many extraordinary characteristics and magical items, totaling more than ten.

  "Let's go."

  Bernadette waved her hand, and a pumpkin carriage came out of the illusion.

  The invisible servants put the harvested items on one by one. After Renekton and Bernadette stepped on the carriage, the pumpkin carriage quickly drove into the spirit world and headed far away.

  Cherwood District, Minsk Street.

  A pumpkin drove out of the spirit world and stopped in the living room of Renekton's house.

  "What a big pumpkin. I want to grow a pumpkin as big as this one!"

  Bugs Bunny in the living room looked at the pumpkin carriage with excitement and said.

  "You are a rabbit, you should grow carrots." The crow said in a shrill voice.

  "Children make choices. I am already a mature rabbit. I can grow together."

  Renekton got off the carriage, patted the head of the crow beside him and said:

  "Call your natural spirits and take down the things on the carriage."

  "Okay, boss."

  The crow's dark eyes reflected a layer of faint fluorescence. In the house, invisible natural spirits came out from every corner.

  They swarmed into the carriage, took out the items one by one, and placed them neatly on the coffee table.

  Several natural spirits holding the ancient ghost dust and cursed objects reluctantly put down the items in their hands, as if these items from the ancient ghosts had an instinctive attraction to them.

  Dongdong! Two consecutive short knocks on the door came.

  Bugs Bunny ran over to open the door.

  Klein took off his half-high silk hat, greeted Bugs Bunny politely, and then walked into the living room. What

  caught his eye was the pile of extraordinary materials and characteristics on the coffee table, as well as a lot of magical items.

  The light seen through the spiritual vision was even a little dazzling. Klein paused for a moment, quietly closed the spiritual vision, and smacked his lips slightly:

  "So many?"

  "The extraordinary characteristics and magical items come from those extraordinary people who went in to explore before us. They all failed to successfully walk out of the mausoleum."

  Renekton said with a sigh.

  Then he turned his gaze to Bernadette, pointed at her, then at himself and Klein, and tentatively said:

  "How about we split it in half? You take half, and we take half."

  "Okay." Bernadette nodded slightly.

  Huh~ Relieved, Renekton pointed at the harvest on the table and chuckled:

  "Ladies first."

  Bernadette was not polite either. She walked straight to the gray-white amber that wrapped the ghost frame, slowly picked it up, and handed it to an invisible servant following behind her. Sure

  enough, compared to Amon's portrait, the ghost frame was her first choice.

  With a sigh in his heart, Renekton also stepped forward and picked up the portrait that was sealed by the dark and sticky curtain like liquid.

  After getting what he wanted most, Renekton relaxed a lot and turned to Klein next to him and said:

  "You take it next."

  "No problem." Klein nodded slightly in response.

  After picking and choosing, the three of them soon divided up all the harvest.

  Bernadette summoned several invisible servants and carried their own harvest onto the pumpkin carriage.

  Before leaving, he did not forget to say, "You can call me next time."

  "Of course. The time for Aurora to summon the true creator is approaching. You'd better not leave Backlund recently."

  Renekton nodded slightly and casually reminded the other party that the cooperation agreed by both parties was about to begin.     As Bernadette's pumpkin carriage left, the pressure in the living room suddenly dropped.

  Bugs Bunny quickly pounced on a light green thing in front of Klein that looked like a plant root:

  "I want this! This!"

  "This is the extraordinary characteristic of a biologist. Let me exchange it with you."

  Renekton turned to look at Klein, explained the reason for Bugs Bunny's excitement, and proposed to exchange this characteristic.

  "No problem."

  Klein nodded slightly. He had seen Bugs Bunny's excitement before, and was worried that Bernadette might also need this characteristic, so he got it in advance. Anyway, there was nothing he urgently needed in these gains.

  After a round of exchanges, Renekton had three magical items in his hand, as well as a biologist's extraordinary characteristic. The remaining extraordinary materials and characteristics belonged to Klein.

  Klein pointed to a magical item casually placed on the coffee table and asked:

  "What effect does that semi-mechanical glove have? You seemed to want to get it just now."

  "I don't know the effect yet. I haven't had time to check it, but it corresponds to the characteristics of a mechanical expert, which is what everyone often calls a craftsman."

  Who would let a craftsman explore a tomb that is obviously dangerous!

  Klein couldn't help but complain in his heart, and then guessed with some doubt:

  "The Steam Church? It's unlikely. If someone from the Steam Church explored the tomb and died in it, the church would have discovered it long ago."

  "This should be a magical item that was brought in. Among the people who explored the tomb before, there was an appraiser of this path, and that characteristic was taken away by Bernadette."

  After saying his guess, Renekton reached out and took the semi-mechanical glove on the coffee table, closed his eyes slightly, and did a simple divination.

  The effect of the glove is very simple: it can create mechanical wonders and extraordinary items that are not very strong.

  There are two negative effects:

  one is that the user's body will gradually become stiff and slow, like a rusty machine, which will become more serious as the use time increases, until the body parts fall apart and fall off like rotten mechanical parts.

  The other is that the user will suffer from narcolepsy, and after using it for one hour, he will need to enter a deep sleep for two hours.

  He opened his eyes and threw the semi-mechanical gloves back to the coffee table, picked up the other two magical items, and started divination.

  A gray-brown leather glove, the corresponding characteristic is the weapon master of the warrior path:

  it can give the user super strength, super physique, super agility, and weapon use skills including extraordinary weapons.

  The negative effect is that people become reckless, impulsive, and unwilling to actively think about problems.

  Another magical item is a whistle that is a bit exaggerated and distorted, like a clown's exaggerated smile, and the corresponding characteristic is a briber:

  the way to use it is to give the target a certain thing in advance, and then blow it hard, it will randomly apply one of the effects of weakening, charm, arrogance, and association to the target. The specific effect is completely random, and the intensity depends on the preciousness of the thing given to the target.

  Its influence is two-way. If you have received something from someone else before the whistle is blown, you will also fall into the negative effects it imposes.

  After getting the information of the remaining two magical items, Renekton sighed helplessly:

  "These magical items are more outrageous than the other. One turns people into a patient with numbness and narcolepsy, one is a brainless reckless glove, and the remaining one can't distinguish between friend and foe."

  Fortunately, I didn't choose the magical item. I don't have the ability to create magical items. It would be miserable if I couldn't sell them at that time.

  After secretly rejoicing in his heart, Klein coughed again and gave a feasible plan:

  "You can find someone to crush them and recycle them, and then use the craftsman's gloves to rebuild them."

  "That's the only way."

  "It would be great if there was a mechanical doll. It can perfectly avoid the negative effects of the gloves."

  Renekton shook his head helplessly and shifted the topic to the Time Worm taken away by Bernadette:

  "It's a pity for the Time Worm. It's a rare material for high-level spells!"

  Klein also felt a little sorry, but he didn't care too much. He didn't know what kind of effect the spells made by the Time Worm would have. High-level spells must be either powerful or weird, or a combination of both.

  "Obviously, Bernadette can't be unaware of the Time Worm, but I don't know how she will use the corpse of the Time Worm."

  "How was your exploration of the mausoleum?"

  Klein asked curiously.

  "Wait a moment."

  Renekton got up and went to the kitchen to get a metal round basin and filled it with water.

  After placing the round basin on the coffee table, he took out a handful of colorful powder from the secret pocket inside his coat like a magician. The powder fell into the water, and a picture emerged amid the rippling water.

  The picture showed the scene of Renekton and Bernadette beginning to explore the mausoleum all the way to the main tomb chamber.

  Klein's eyes were fixed on the mural in the picture, and he said in a puzzled voice:

  "Is He the ancient sun god? The Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God worshipped by the City of Silver?"

  "The bound dragons and giants, is He reclaiming power? Which path did the former Giant King control?"

  "It should be the two paths of warriors and farmers" Chapter 227 Mechanical Hands

  "Hmm?" Crane did not hide his doubts and asked curiously:

  "Warriors and farmers? This has nothing to do with the five paths of omniscience and omnipotence, right?"

  "Indeed it has nothing to do with it."

  Renekton nodded slightly, leaning on the sofa behind him and continued:

  "The ancient sun god ended the rule of the ancient gods. Taking back power is one reason, and another reason is that He wants to lead the human race to rise. This is why He ended the era ruled by the ancient gods."

  "Lead the human race to rise?"

  Klein was slightly stunned. This is why he had never thought about it and never thought about it in this regard.

  Looking at Klein's stunned expression, Rekton chuckled and continued,

  "The current Seven Gods and those evil gods are mainly focused on developing human faith. Of course, there are advantages in humans themselves, but the more important reason is that other races have been killed into rare species."

  "Even the vampires, which are still relatively common now, don't have many members, especially since they have to compete with humans who take this path for characteristics."

  "At least they still have races. Dragons, giants, phoenixes, and demon wolves have basically become history."

  Klein said with a sigh.

  Hearing this, Rekton thought for a while. He found that except for the unfortunate phoenix, the races brought by the eight ancient gods still survived, and they were concentrated at the angel level.

  He sighed for the unfortunate phoenix in his heart, then chuckled and said,

  "The phoenix should be really gone, but other races still exist, and there is more than one angel-level one."

  "Moreover, before there is a corresponding Sequence 0 to change the form of mythical creatures in this path, every Beyonder is actually approaching those ancient gods."

  "The form of mythical creatures can be changed?"

  Klein was a little confused, and soon thought of the God of Death. The Balam Empire worshipped the feathered serpent instead of the image of the phoenix of the ancient god. Is this the change that the former God of Death made to the form of mythical creatures? The influence and control of Sequence 0 on this path is very strong!

  The picture that emerged on the water surface ended when Bernadette destroyed the stone gate connecting to the abyss.

  "There is actually a passage to the abyss in that mausoleum? This is the main reason why Amon left this mausoleum, right?"

  Klein sighed.

  His intuition is really accurate, worthy of being a sign of destiny.

  He sighed slightly in his heart, and then said with a somewhat happy tone:

  "It's gone now. No matter what "He" left this backhand for, it's good news."

  After the two chatted for a few words, Klein said goodbye and left. Those extraordinary characteristics and materials need to be properly preserved as soon as possible to prevent spiritual loss or combination with surrounding materials to form strange magical items.

  Renekton took the biologist's extraordinary characteristics from Bugs Bunny:

  "You haven't digested the potion of the harvest priest yet, so this characteristic is not available for the time being. I will make it into a magical item for you to use later."

  "Can it be made into a cane?" Bugs Bunny immediately asked for the item he wanted.

  "No problem, I'll make you a bow tie, which just matches the hat to form a three-piece set!"

  He took a few magical items to the second floor, found a small iron box to hold the biologist's characteristics, and isolated it with a spiritual wall.

  Then he found the ritual materials, quickly arranged a ritual, and sent all the magical items he didn't need to the library deep in the spiritual world, waiting for Mr. Huang to crush them and reassemble them into characteristics.

  The next day, Renekton, who was still enjoying breakfast in the restaurant, received newspapers and various bills from a nature spirit.

  He put the bill aside and unfolded today's "Tussock Newspaper". Soon, he found an "obituary" on it:

  "My beloved son Talim Dumont died yesterday due to a sudden heart swell disease. His funeral will be held at the Crown Cemetery at 9 o'clock next Tuesday morning. This obituary is hereby announced."

  "Is the Backlund Witch Cult developing so fast?"

  Renekton leaned back on his chair and whispered to himself with mixed emotions.

  "You seem to have a foreknowledge of what is about to happen. From Herabergen's hint?"

  "The development of this matter will not be diverted by personal will. Making preparations in advance and saving more people when the disaster comes is the best choice."

  Sasriel's voice echoed calmly and rationally in Renekton's mind.

  "Is the Aurora Society planning to take the opportunity to win over a group of believers?"

  Renekton murmured in a low voice.

  The voice of Sasriel was still echoing in my mind:

  "They will recruit believers in the name of Protestantism. Although the Aurora Society has not yet been terrified by the suppression of major churches and kingdoms over the years, it is almost there."

  As he spoke, a golden book fell from the depths of the spiritual world. Its cover, which seemed to be made of gold, quickly tore open a crack in the shape of a mouth, and a shrill voice came out:

  "Good morning~ my wise master, the respected Mr. Huang asked me to tell you that those magical items have been crushed and re-condensed into corresponding characteristics, and you can take them out at any time." "

  My wise master, may I sing praises to the great Lord here? Although it is still a little early in reality, I can't wait."

  The problems with this book are getting more and more serious. I wonder if the God of Knowledge will find it annoying.     He muttered in his heart, then nodded gently and said, "You can do whatever you want!"

  Renekton finished his breakfast expressionlessly amid the singing of the book messenger, and sat on the chair and waited for a while. When the messenger finished singing the praises to the God of Knowledge, Renekton threw it back to the spirit world.

  Then he cleaned up the table, went to the second floor to find the materials, quickly arranged the ceremony, and took out all the characteristics that were shattered and reunited in the library.

  Looking at the several characteristics placed in front of him, Renekton rubbed his chin with his right hand and said:

  "If there is enough luck, can the characteristics be directly formed into good magical items after contacting and merging with the surrounding objects?"

  "Give it a certain living characteristic, and with the help of the high-ranking people, the magical items will become easy to control."

  Sasriel reminded again.

  Hearing this, Renekton's eyes lit up, and he instantly thought of the squirming glove that dared not be hungry.

  After a little contemplation, he quickly made a decision.

  He stored all the characteristics he took out, leaving only the craftsman's characteristics, and then found some materials and quickly rearranged the ceremony on the ground.

  The original ritual for connecting to the library was changed to a ritual for praying for the Hidden Sage, and then the craftsman's characteristics and the arm model that was prepared to carry the characteristics were placed in front of the ceremony.

  After the ceremony was ready, he stood up and took a step back, and began to chant in a low voice:

  "The sage who sees through the world, the eyes that peek into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

  "I pray to you"

  As the prayer ended, the Hidden Sage responded quickly.

  The light in the room became dim and there was an invisible cold wind swirling around.

  The craftsman's characteristics placed in front of the ceremony gradually turned into streams of information, swirling and merging into the arm model next to it.

  The original wooden model was covered with a layer of hazy light, and began to twist and change constantly.

  Gradually, the wooden model was filled with a metallic luster. As the hazy light on the surface gradually disappeared, the form of this magical item was completely solidified:

  a brass-colored mechanical arm that was slightly larger than a normal human arm, with gears, copper plates, and coils exposed on the surface.

  Each joint of the mechanical arm has a strange eyeball connecting them. There is also a flesh-and-blood eye without eyelashes in the palm of the hand. It is randomly scanning the surroundings, revealing a human-like look of disgust.

  "Fortunately, there is no mouth, otherwise it must be a noisy guy."

  As soon as Renekton finished complaining, the mechanical arm jumped up from the ground flexibly, waving itself up and down in front of Renekton, and the eye on the palm glared at him.

  Although there was no sound, Renekton knew that this guy should be swearing.

  He shook his head helplessly and slowly raised his right hand. A ball of slowly rotating star sand quickly formed around the mechanical arm, and stars emerged one after another, densely packed.

  The breath of the hidden sage vaguely emerged between the starlight.

  The mechanical arm, which was originally arrogant, instantly stopped and stood still, except for the eye in the palm of the hand that was still looking up and down anxiously.

  Inexplicably, it looked a bit like a puppy that had made a mistake.

  Just as he was about to say something, a message was transmitted to Renekton's mind.

  Squinting his eyes, he carefully sorted out the information that the Hidden Sage had passed to his mind:

  This mechanical arm can make mechanical wonders and extraordinary items that are not too strong. It is a well-deserved master of manufacturing. It

  can be used for a maximum of three hours a day. After this time, the body and mind will inevitably become rigid, just like mechanical aging.

  It has the characteristics of being alive, can communicate with users, likes to collect knowledge, and spreads knowledge.

  It believes in a great existence, that is the embodiment of knowledge, the glory of civilization, and the final answer to all mysteries!

  When making magical items, it will ask users all kinds of questions. It will work only if the answers are correct, otherwise it will go on strike.

  After checking the information of this mechanical arm, Renekton was at a loss for a second and wanted to complain.

  I suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to let the Hidden Sage animate it. I finally got used to the exams of the Church of Knowledge, but why did I have to do extracurricular tutoring that randomly checked knowledge points!

  I sighed in my heart and thought of a name for this magical item:

  "Let's call you Mechanical Hand! As a mature magical item, you must learn to get rid of the user and work on your own"  Chapter 228: Creating Magical Items

  The threatened mechanical hand became extremely obedient and well-behaved.

  It took the initiative to climb up to Renekton's right shoulder. A "creaking" sound of metal friction came from the base, and then it firmly grasped Renekton's shoulder.

  Renekton frowned slightly. He felt that several things like steel needles pierced into his shoulder with the movement of the mechanical hand.

  A slight sting came, and then he felt as if he had grown an extra hand. He could clearly feel the existence of the mechanical hand on his right shoulder, and he could freely control it to wave its arms and make various movements.

  "My great master, what kind of magical item do you want to make?"

  A hoarse voice that was somewhat flattering and flattering sounded in Renekton's mind. The voice was a bit stiff, as if it was forcibly made through metal friction.

  Renekton looked at the flexible mechanical arm in surprise and raised his eyebrows slightly, saying:

  "You can talk!"

  "First tell me what level of magical items your ability can create."

  "When you use me, I can communicate directly with your consciousness."

  "With my current abilities and knowledge reserves, I can only create magical items of sequence nine to seven. Above that, I won't be able to control the negative impact and the effects that can be exerted."

  The mechanical hand replied respectfully.

  Renekton nodded slightly, and then continued to ask:

  "In other words, as long as you master more knowledge, you can also create higher-level magical items with your current abilities?"

  "Yes, Master."

  "What are the ways you master knowledge?"

  "Every time you make a magical item, it is a process of self-learning."

  "Of course, I can also obtain knowledge by asking you, Master, and praying to that great being."

  "However, the most stable way is to obtain knowledge by reading books and other methods when you use me, Master, so that I can also obtain the corresponding knowledge at the same time." "

  This is more in line with the teachings of my Lord: every piece of knowledge has its weight, and we should sweat and work hard for it!"

  The mechanical hand said a lot of things.

  Renekton's expression went from nodding slowly to gradually solidifying. It was hard not to suspect that the Hidden Sage had colluded with the God of Knowledge. Didn't He chase others to instill knowledge in the past?

  It seems that I said that every piece of knowledge has its weight. Did I hit it by accident? This mechanical arm is quite conscious!

  After a long silence, Renekton decided to skip this topic:

  "Let's try making a magical item first. I happen to have a Briber's trait."

  As he said that, he took out the small iron box containing the Briber's trait and asked Bugs Bunny for a bow tie.

  The mechanical hand flexibly touched the spiritual wall and took out the Briber's trait from the small iron box. It was a black and red crystal with a distorted human face.

  The eyes in the palm of the mechanical hand brought Renekton a different vision, which was a black and white vision closer to clairvoyance. Under this vision, he could clearly see the operating logic of the surrounding things.

  Things involving extraordinary power will be stained with a layer of color, just like the Briber's trait that the mechanical hand is holding now, which is flashing with layers of overlapping dark red light.

  Renekton controlled the mechanical hand to press the Briber's trait against the red bow tie. Under the extraordinary ability of the mechanical hand, the Briber's trait began to gradually disintegrate, turning into thin black, red, and gold lines, and blending into the bow tie.

  Just watching this scene, Renekton had an epiphany: these are the extraordinary abilities and negative effects in the characteristics of the briber.

  The process of mechanical experts making magical items is to adjust the influence of these extraordinary abilities and negative effects, so that they can be combined and operated in the items in the most appropriate way.

  As a living magical item, the mechanical hand is particularly easy to use. Renekton only needs to provide spiritual support and some general ideas, and it can take the initiative to complete the work.

  In about twenty minutes, a brand new magical item was made.

  The originally ordinary red bow tie has some dark irregular patterns, which looks quite noble.

  "Great master, can I ask you a question? This is a necessary process."

  Renekton nodded gently and said, "Yes."

  "Okay, master."

  "My first question is: Is the lawyer's path abiding by the rules, or is it distorting the rules?"

  "It seems to be abiding by the rules, but in fact it is distorting them, constantly drawing on the power of order to serve itself."

  Renekton was a little puzzled as to why the mechanical arm would ask such a question, but he still answered it seriously.

  "The next question is the second one: What is the core of the role-playing code of the guardian of knowledge?"

  "The best way to protect knowledge is to spread it."

  "The third question: What is the ladder of civilization progress?"

  "Knowledge!"

  "Okay, this Q&A session is over, I wish you a happy life!"

  Such a strong sense of déjà vu.     After complaining in his heart, Renekton said in a slightly serious tone:

  "What do you want to express by asking these questions?"

  "Great Master, for the progress of civilization and the development of the world, I think we should spread knowledge widely."

  The flattering voice of the mechanical hand echoed in Renekton's mind.

  "You are really a qualified believer."

  Renekton said half with emotion and half with complaints, and then he took the mechanical hand off his shoulder.

  The moment the mechanical hand left his body, he felt that his body and mind were a little slow, like an old machine.

  "Three hours of use is the limit, but the negative effects have appeared since the beginning."

  Renekton whispered to himself, and he felt that he was not speaking properly.

  The next moment, his eyes were covered with a layer of blue-white light, and a bright, pure and warm light suddenly descended into the room.

  The power of purification continued to dispel the slowness in Renekton's body, but the effect was not too obvious. After a minute or two, he felt that the discomfort on his body disappeared.

  He picked up the bow tie with asymmetrical dark patterns on the table. Renekton already knew its effects and negative effects when it was made.

  It can be used by infusing spirituality. Within a certain range, it can achieve the effect of bribery by giving the target certain things in reality or symbolically.

  It can also impose any one of the effects of weakening, enchanting, arrogance, and association on the target.

  The negative effect is that the user will gradually become greedy and easily make irrational choices.

  As long as it is not used continuously for a long time, this negative effect is still within the controllable range.

  "Bugs Bunny equipment +1."

  He muttered casually and packed up the things in the room.

  He walked to the balcony and looked across. It seemed that the house No. 13 next to Klein was bought by someone, but no one lived there.

  His eyes fell back to Klein's house. A hazy purple light flashed in his eyes. His sight easily penetrated the barrier of the wall and the barrier of the spiritual wall.

  Seeing the changes in Klein, his body was semi-transparent, and his face was constantly distorted, as if countless faces were stacked together.

  Klein is promoting the Faceless Man to Sequence 6!

  The next day, at 3:00 p.m.

  Renekton, who had been waiting in the study, had a deep red light flooding his sight, which flooded his sight and then dissipated.

  The surrounding scene had come to the magnificent ancient palace above the gray fog.

  "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

  "Good afternoon, Mr. White Tower~Good afternoon."

  Miss Justice's brisk and joyful voice broke the eternal silence above the gray fog.

  After everyone greeted each other, today's Tarot Club went smoothly.

  Quietly using the audience's instinct to observe everyone, and after drawing their own conclusions, Justice Audrey looked at the figure shrouded in gray fog at the top and said:

  "Dear Mr. Fool, I have just obtained three pages of Roselle's diary."

  "What do you want as a reward?" Klein smiled.

  Knowing that Miss Justice had joined the Psychological Alchemy Society, he was not surprised that she could produce three pages of Roselle's diary so quickly.

  Audrey answered sincerely:

  "Just consider it as the reward for answering my question before, okay?"

  When she said this, she inexplicably showed off the truth behind the assassination of Duke Negan, which other members should not know yet, such as Mr. Hanged Man who was obviously curious about it.

  Oh~ I'm so envious, I also want to ask Mr. Fool questions. I'll go back and ask Mr. Lawrence, he may have Roselle's diary.

  Thinking of seeking answers to questions from Mr. Fool, or even asking for help, the usually lazy Fors suddenly felt eager and motivated.

  "Okay." Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, nodded indifferently.

  With the help of Klein, Audrey quickly materialized three pages of Roselle's diary and handed them to Mr. Fool.

  After Mr. Fool at the top got the diary, Audrey added:

  "Mr. Fool, there are ten more pages of the diary that will be given to you later. This is the reward for your previous protection."

  Seeing Miss Justice's performance, Miss Magician and Little Sun, who had also received help from Mr. Fool, also promised to provide Roselle's diary and the historical data of Silver City as rewards.

  "Okay." Klein, who was sitting at the top of the bronze table, smiled and nodded. He was very happy about the fact that there were so many more debts out of thin air.

  Sure enough, any organization needs a role model like Miss Justice. The power is infinite. Chapter 229 Customized Service

  After reading the diary submitted by Miss Justice, the diary disappeared in Klein's hand in a flash of thought. Then he smiled and said to everyone:

  "You can start."

  Today's Roselle's diary contains a lot of information. Renekton leaned on the high-back chair and made a guess based on the length of time Klein read each page of the diary.

  The Hanged Man Alger immediately looked at the world sitting at the bottom and said:

  "Your werewolf extraordinary characteristics have been sold. A craftsman paid 1,200 pounds to take it. According to the agreement, I will get 200 pounds of it."

  After just a little thought, Klein manipulated the world to respond:

  "No problem."

  Hearing this, Justice Audrey raised her hand slightly and said without hiding anything:

  "I want to buy three materials, a pair of mirror dragon eyes, 50 ml of its blood, and the fruit of the elder tree."

  Miss Justice got the psychiatrist's potion formula. In an instant, everyone on the field made the same guess, except for the magician Fors who didn't know the specific path and sequence of Miss Justice.

  Little Sun Derrick was the first to respond:

  "I'll keep an eye out. Corroded mirror dragons are not uncommon, and so are elder trees. In Silver City, there are also extraordinary properties left by psychoanalysts, but they are difficult to trade and are easily suspected."

  "I'll keep an eye out for you, too." Fors thought for a moment and said, she felt that the Abraham family might have these materials, but she didn't know whether they were willing to trade with her.

  The rest of the people also promised to help keep an eye out.

  After a brief silence, Klein manipulated his small world and began to sell the harvest from Amon's Tomb, but he shared the items he got with Miss Sharon again, so there were not so many left.

  "Ahem~" After a light cough, the gloomy and introverted world said hoarsely:

  "I have some extraordinary materials to sell."

  "They are: dust of ancient vengeful spirits, cursed objects, properties of human skin shadows, and compound eyes for hunting black spiders."

  Did Mr. World go hunting monsters? Or did he go to explore some ancient ruins? He took out so many materials at once for trading.

  Justice Audrey's thoughts were spreading, and she had already begun to conceive and explore in her mind.

  The ancient ghost human skin shadow hunting black spiders seemed so powerful. What kind of materials are these? While thinking, the magician Fors had already begun to prepare to add these monsters to the creation of his next book.

  The scene was silent for a while. Everyone was thinking and looking at each other. No one really needed these materials.

  It was my turn. Renekton leaned forward and raised his hand slightly and said:

  "I can now provide customized magical items. As long as you can come up with the right materials, I can create magical items according to your requirements."

  "Of course, I can also find the right materials, but it will cost more!"

  He was just waiting for me to sell these materials, and then he would propose to create magical items and start doing business directly. It was a great job. I thought I couldn't sell these materials in a short time.

  Klein then manipulated his own world and spoke hoarsely:

  "If I want a Beyonder weapon with powerful attack capabilities, probably Sequence 6, preferably with Sequence 5 effects, can it be made?"

  This was not only Klein's own need, but also a start for other members.

  The characteristics of the Faceless Man are mainly reflected in the Beyonder ability of transformation. Although other aspects have been strengthened, the means of attack and attack power are still somewhat insufficient.

  "Yes, I have a characteristic of the Apostle of Desire, but it will take some time before I can use it to make items. I am still studying it."

  Renekton nodded gently in response.

  Moreover, the mechanical hand is still a little difficult to make magical items of Sequence 5 and Sequence 6 now. I will upgrade it after I find the characteristics of the Astronomer or even the Alchemist in a while.

  "No problem." The world responded hoarsely, and then fell silent and stopped talking.

  Seeing that Renekton and Mr. World had finished their communication, Justice Audrey raised her hand slightly with interest and asked,

  "Mr. Baita, what kind of magical items can you create now?"

  After a slight pause, Audrey continued,

  "I want to listen to your description before making a choice. I don't know what kind of magical item I really want." "

  But... I probably prefer more functional, or in other words, more magical items. "

  "I understand." Renekton nodded slightly, and after screening his existing items and the magical items that could be created, he chuckled and said,

  "I can now create two magical items that are more in line with your expectations:

  one can drive the surrounding animals and communicate with them; the other can change the body in a short period of time, gaining the lightness of a feather, gaining the vision of an owl and dark vision, and at the same time reducing the user's sense of presence.

  They correspond to the two sequences of tamer and assassin respectively."

  Without waiting for Miss Justice to think about it and answer, Renekton continued,     "However, among the materials sold by Mr. World just now, there are also two items that can be used to create magical items that match your description.

  The characteristics of the human skin shadow, and the compound eyes of the hunting black spider.

  The former can create a magical item that allows the user to change his appearance, and the latter can create a magical item that is extremely insightful, good at collecting information and deceiving."

  There are so many, and each one looks very good. I really want to buy them all. No, Audrey, you can't be too greedy. You have to leave opportunities for other members. Moreover, with my current financial situation, I can't buy so many magical items.

  Sigh~ Audrey sighed in her heart, bit her lips lightly, and eliminated the four options one by one.

  After making a decision, Audrey first looked at the world at the bottom and said:

  "Mr. World, I want to buy the characteristics of the human skin shadow. How much does it cost?"

  "1,600 pounds."

  Klein answered with excitement while controlling the small world.

  Fortunately, it is still within my tolerance range. Immediately, Audrey looked at Renekton in front of her and asked,

  "Mr. Baita, how much do you charge for making magical items?"

  "Ten percent of the total value of the materials."

  Facing his first order, Renekton gave a reasonable and somewhat favorable price.

  Of course, the more important reason is that the characteristics of the human skin shadow belong to the sixth-level materials, and the mechanical hand can't handle it very well.

  "No problem."

  Justice Audrey responded briskly, and then looked at the world and said,

  "Mr. World, I want to buy a human skin shadow's characteristics. Please transfer this characteristic directly to Mr. Baita and ask him to help me make a magical item. I will give you the corresponding gold pounds within two days."

  "No problem." The world responded hoarsely.

  Justice Audrey glanced at the gloomy world with a vague look. Mr. World is really calm. I didn't observe any emotional fluctuations after completing a transaction worth thousands of pounds.

  But when I thought that the world sold so many materials at once, Audrey was relieved again. This transaction was only a small part of Mr. World.

  Magician Fors watched a transaction of more than a thousand pounds and was a little excited, but soon calmed down.

  Although magical items are good, I don't have any extra money. The materials and formulas of the magic master have already made me close to bankruptcy.

  Little Sun, who was sitting next to Renekton, was also a little tempted to create magical items, but he could still use the Hurricane Axe for a while, and the effect was very suitable, so he didn't need to change his weapon for the time being.

  "Very insightful and good at deception." The Hanged Man pondered for a while, but soon shook his head slightly and denied his idea.

  He thought that his observation skills were sharp enough and he didn't need to improve magical items in this area.

  But he could create magical items. Does the White Tower have a craftsman? Or does he have the corresponding magical items?

  There are too many restrictions on magical items. It is likely that he trained a craftsman.

  Everyone fell into their own thoughts, and the scene fell silent for a while.

  Before Klein announced the next link, the Hanged Man Alger looked at Justice Audrey thoughtfully and asked:

  "I want to know the details of the assassination of Duke Negan. What reward do you need?"

  Why ask me? As Mr. Hanged Man, who has close ties with the Church of Storms, he should have fully understood the specific circumstances of this case, right?

  Audrey was slightly stunned, but soon figured out Mr. Hanged Man's intention.

  He wanted to ask which organization or force drove the Apostle of Desire, but it was not easy to ask Mr. Fool directly, thinking that it was too abrupt and had the meaning of questioning, so he went around in circles.

  In her heart, she sighed at Mr. Hanged Man's sophistication, and raised the corners of her lips slightly and said:

  "No, no reward is required. The purpose of our Tarot Club is to exchange common sense information about each other's area for free."

  Only in this way can our Tarot Club grow rapidly! . She completed her unfinished words in her heart. Chapter 230 Exploration Mission

  "Your words make me ashamed."

  The Hanged Man Alger was stunned for two seconds, and said with his hand on his chest, leaning forward slightly.

  Well. Miss Justice's words made everyone ashamed, but Klein himself didn't think about these things, right? It's better to remain silent. At this moment, silence is golden!

  Renekton, who was sitting lazily on a high-back chair, had some complicated thoughts in his heart.

  Audrey pursed her lips lightly, considered her tone and said:

  "The Apostle of Desire used a special scene to detonate the intense emotions and desires of Duke Negan to complete the assassination, and at the cost of serious injuries, he succeeded and sneaked into the sewer."

  "When the Nighthawks caught up, he was already dead. There was also the Black Emperor, a thief, and a man whose identity could not be confirmed at the scene."

  At this point, Audrey looked at Renekton, who had just said that he had the characteristics of the Apostle of Desire, with a suspicious look. After a slight pause, she continued:

  "Their goal is not to silence people, but the organization that commissioned the Apostle of Desire."

  That organization? .The Hanged Man, Alger, was talking to himself in confusion, and turned to look at Mr. Fool, who was at the top of the bronze table.

  Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, silently praised Miss Justice, and then reminded her casually:

  "In the outside world, don't mention the name of that organization in any form, and try not to think about it."

  "Why?" Audrey blurted out with a little doubt.

  Klein leaned back against a cup and said in a calm tone:

  "Everything that is said must be known!"

  Let him pretend. Renekton muttered silently in his heart.

  Everything that is said must be known. Justice Audrey subconsciously looked at Mr. Fool, and felt that the other's blurry eyes seemed to emphasize something.

  What an extremely secretive and dignified organization! To some extent, it is even more terrifying than the Church of the Seven Gods. Even for such a secret organization, Mr. Fool, our Tarot Club is also tracking their tracks.

  Audrey's thoughts gradually diverged. She felt that she understood a lot of things at once. She straightened her back and made her posture more correct.

  "I will follow your orders."

  Whatever is said must be known. A secret organization that cannot even be mentioned by name? Alger, who was also speculating in his heart, nodded slightly, shocked and excited.

  He wanted to ask Mr. Fool about the relevant questions right now, but thinking that he had not collected Roselle's diary recently, he just suppressed his excitement for the time being.

  Magician Fors was a little confused. This matter seemed to be completely different from what she learned in the newspaper.

  She subconsciously looked at the only person she knew, White Tower Rekton. He should know something. Maybe the man whose identity could not be confirmed by Miss Justice was him. Hmm. After the Tarot Club was over, she would find a chance to ask.

  Little Sun Derrick, who sat next to Renekton, had no idea about these things, nor did he care much.

  He sat quietly and introverted, forming a sharp contrast with Renekton, who was in a lazy and relaxed posture.

  After waiting for the rest of the people to finish their conversation and waiting for a few seconds, when no one spoke, Little Sun Derrick adjusted his sitting posture and said,

  "I have been assigned an exploration mission."

  "Where to explore? Or the half-destroyed temple?" The Hanged Man Alger asked with some speculation.

  "Yes, it is still the half-destroyed Temple of the True Creator. This time the exploration team is led by the Chief himself."

  Derrick replied in a not-so-dignant voice.

  "This should be your Chief's inspection of you, and he also wants to use our Tarot Club and Mr. Fool's power to complete this exploration."

  "For this exploration mission, you only need to perform normally. Remember to ask for help when you encounter difficulties or dangers. This is also the main reason why your Chief wants to take you with him."

  The Hanged Man Alger deliberately added our Tarot Club in his words.

  Mr. Hanged Man is really experienced. Little Sun Derrick praised in his heart, and then asked:

  "What else should I pay attention to?"

  Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the bronze table and watching quietly, said:

  "Flesh and blood, whispers."

  Klein acted like a big shot, and the rest was interpreted by Mr. Hanged Man, the old patriarch of the Tarot Club.

  After thinking seriously for a few seconds, the Hanged Man said to Little Sun:

  "Specifically, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, don't eat what you shouldn't eat, and don't touch what you shouldn't touch."

  "What things fall into this category?" Little Sun Derrick asked, not quite understanding.

  "Everything there after entering the temple!"

  "Then how should I explore?" Derrick was even more confused.     The Hanged Man said as if he had expected it:

  "Aren't there other team members? Isn't there your chief?"

  It was quite in the style of Mr. Hanged Man. It turned out that an honest child like Little Sun could not be entrusted to him!

  Renekton muttered to himself, turned to the silent Little Sun Derrick and said:

  "Just listen to your chief's instructions. He has enough experience and will be responsible for each member of your exploration team."

  "I understand. Thank you, Mr. Baita, and thank you, Mr. Hanged Man."

  Little Sun Derrick felt much more relaxed and expressed his gratitude to Renekton and Hanged Man Alger respectively.

  Hanged Man Alger sighed helplessly. With the character shown by Sun, he could only do this much.

  He exhaled, turned his head and looked at Justice Audrey across from him and said,

  "Miss Justice, I want to know the political changes in Backlund after the death of Duke Negan."

  Audrey recalled the recent news that she had heard directly or indirectly, and organized her words a little:

  "The death of Duke Negan caused a split in the House of Lords. Although his eldest son inherited the title, his own prestige was not enough to quell the dispute."

  "Nearly ten members of the House of Lords jointly proposed that newly-titled nobles should also have the opportunity to obtain fixed seats."

  After listening to Audrey's story, the Hanged Man Alger chuckled:

  "Don't those nobles whose families have a certain history despise those who get the title through abnormal means the most? Fixed seats in the House of Lords are their greatest pride."

  Ignoring the inadvertent sarcasm in the Hanged Man's words, Justice Audrey explained calmly:

  "When you have tens of thousands of pounds, hundreds of thousands of pounds, or even more debts, you will make the same choice,"

  "After all, not every noble is a big banker, and not every heir to a noble title has outstanding abilities."

  "The daily expenses of many nobles are not proportional to their ability to make money."

  Renekton leaned against the back of his chair and said leisurely.

  Moreover, Adam has been planning this situation for thousands of years.

  Audrey showed a helpless smile. She knew very well what the nobles could do to maintain their so-called respectability.

  After a pause, she continued:

  "The dispute in the House of Lords has put many bills on hold, including but not limited to increasing workers' wages, improving working hours, and revising the Poor Law. However, the unified examination for government employees is still progressing steadily, and the investigation into Backlund's air pollution is also continuing to deepen."

  "There will be no war in the short term." The Hanged Man whispered.

  "War? If nothing unexpected happens, the war will come soon."

  Renekton sighed, but did not lower his voice.

  "Why?" The Hanged Man looked at Renekton in confusion, and the other members of the Tarot Club also looked over curiously, including the little sun who didn't care much about the outside world.

  He had only seen descriptions of war in textbooks, and only knew that it was a grand scene, with many people participating and dying, and it was a very cruel thing.

  "This is the tide of the times, something that the Seven Gods tacitly approved and promoted, and it is also a preparation for the future."

  Renekton said a few words in a pondering tone, and then immersed himself in it without giving too much explanation.

  The tide of the times? The tacit approval and promotion of the Seven Gods? How is this possible! . The Hanged Man Alger subconsciously looked at the top of the bronze long table, looking at Mr. Fool shrouded in gray fog.

  Under the cover of gray fog, he couldn't see Mr. Fool's expression and demeanor, but the other party's attitude of neither affirmation nor denial could explain a lot of problems.

  "Will there really be a war in the near future? What will cause the war to break out? What are the attitudes of the Seven Gods?"

  Alger had questions one after another in his heart. I also need to make some preparations. At least, when the war really comes, I can still have a way out.

  War Is this the result that the organization behind the Apostle of Desire wants? Is this also their real purpose for assassinating Duke Negan? But it's still far from the point where a war will break out. Will that organization take any action in the future?

  Audrey also looked at Mr. Fool at the top of the long bronze table. Seeing the vague and seemingly unchanging figure, Audrey felt much more at ease.

  Even if that organization takes action in the future, our Tarot Club and Mr. Fool will definitely be able to stop it.

  War? Are you kidding!

  Magician Fors felt confused. She felt that although there were many bad things in society today, it was far from the point where a war would break out.

  The scene was silent for a while. Klein, who was worried that staying in the bathroom for too long would arouse suspicion, announced the end of this Tarot Club.