The same Rouen language, the same heavy and tense feeling.
Where is this? What do I want to do? I want to know too … Zhou Mingrui calmed down and silently repeated the two's question.
And what left the deepest impression on him wasn't the sentence formed by the words or the meaning contained in the sentence, but the panic, vigilance, fear, and awe displayed by the man and woman!
Pulling the two of them into this World of Gray Fog for no reason, even as the "perpetrator," he was abnormally astonished and shocked, not to mention the two of them who were the passive party!
From their point of view, this kind of encounter was probably beyond imagination, right?
In that instant, Zhou Mingrui thought of two choices. One was to pretend that he was also a victim and hide his true identity in exchange for a certain degree of trust. He would observe the situation and fish in troubled waters. The second was to maintain the mysterious image in the eyes of the man and woman, actively guiding the development of the matter and obtaining valuable information from it.
Without much time to think or deliberate, Zhou Mingrui grasped the idea that flashed through his mind and quickly made a decision to try the second method.
Make use of the other party's current psychological state and grasp his greatest advantage!
There was a brief silence above the gray fog for a few seconds before Zhou Mingrui chuckled. His tone was calm, and his voice was low but not deep, as if he was responding to a visitor's polite greeting.
"An attempt."
An attempt … An attempt? Audrey Hall looked at the mysterious man shrouded in gray fog. She only felt that the matter was absurd, funny, horrifying, and strange.
She had just been in her bedroom, in front of the dressing table, and in the blink of an eye, she had "come" to this place filled with gray fog!
How unthinkable was this!
Audrey took a deep breath and revealed an impeccable polite smile. She asked rather nervously, "What's the matter?
She asked rather nervously, "Sir, is the attempt over? Can you let us go back now? "
Alger Wilson also wanted to do a similar test, but his rich experience made him more composed. He suppressed his impulse and only watched silently from the sidelines.
Zhou Mingrui looked at the questioner and could vaguely see her figure through the blur. It was a tall girl with soft blonde hair, but her exact appearance was unclear.
He wasn't in a hurry to answer the girl's question. Instead, he turned to look at the man on the other side. The man's hair was dark blue and messy like seaweed. He was of medium build and couldn't be considered well-built.
At that moment, Zhou Mingrui suddenly had an epiphany. When he became stronger or had a deeper understanding of the Gray Fog World, he might be able to see through the haze and see the appearance of the girl and the man clearly.
In this case, they are guests, and I am the host!
With a change of heart, Zhou Mingrui immediately noticed some details that he hadn't noticed before.
The sweet-voiced girl and the calm and reserved man were rather illusory. They were dyed red, like the two crimson "stars" above the gray fog.
This projection was based on the connection between him and Crimson. It was invisible and formless, but he could clearly grasp the connection.
Once this connection is severed, the projection will dissipate, and they can return … Zhou Mingrui nodded indiscernibly, looked at the blonde girl, and chuckled.
"Of course, if you ask, I can let you go now."
Audrey, who didn't detect any malice in his words, was relieved. She believed that since the man who could do such a miraculous thing had made a promise, he would definitely strictly abide by it.
Now that she had calmed down a little, she was not in a hurry to suggest leaving. Her blue eyes turned left and right, flashing with a strange light.
She was nervous, expectant, and eager to try.
"What a wonderful experience … Yes, I've always been looking forward to something like this. I mean, I like mysteries and miracles that transcend nature. No, my point is, Your Excellency, what should I do to become a Beyonder?"
The more she spoke, the more excited she became. She was so excited that she became a little incoherent. The dream that she had grown up listening to all kinds of strange stories told by her elders when she was a child seemed to finally be coming true.
In just a few sentences, she had already forgotten all the fear and panic she had felt before.
Good question! I want to know the answer too … Zhou Mingrui mocked himself.
He began to think of an answer to maintain his inscrutable image.
At the same time, he felt that it was a little low to have a conversation while standing. Shouldn't such a scene have a divine temple, a long table, and many chairs carved with ancient patterns that gave off a mysterious vibe? Shouldn't he be sitting at the head of the table, quietly watching the guests?
Just as Zhou Mingrui finished his thoughts, the gray fog suddenly churned, giving Audrey and Alger a fright.
In the blink of an eye, they saw towering stone pillars around them, and they saw a wide dome above them.
The entire building was spectacular, grand, and lofty, like the legendary palace of giants.
Directly below the dome, where the gray fog clustered, there was an additional long bronze table. There were ten high-back chairs on each side, and the same seats were placed in front and behind them. The back of the chairs shimmered with dark red light, outlining a strange constellation that didn't correspond to reality.
Audrey and Alger sat opposite each other, closest to the head of the table.
The girl looked left and right, and she couldn't help but mutter,
"How magical …"
Indeed magical … Zhou Mingrui reached out his right hand and gently rubbed the edge of the long bronze table, his expression unperturbed.
Alger also looked around. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke, answering Audrey's question on behalf of Zhou Mingrui.
"You're from Rouen, right?"
"If you want to become a Beyonder, join the Church of the Evernight Goddess, the Church of the Lord of Storms, or the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery."
"Although most people don't see any Beyonders their entire lives, to the point of suspecting that the Church is in the same situation, and many clergymen in the major Churches have similar thoughts, I can tell you clearly that Beyonders still exist in the arbitration tribunal, the tribunal, and the execution office. They are still fighting against the dangers that grow in the darkness, but their numbers are much fewer than before the early Black Iron Age."
Zhou Mingrui listened attentively, but his body movements showed that he didn't mind listening to a child's story.
Relying on Klein's remnant knowledge of history, he knew that the Black Iron Age referred to the current Epoch, which was the Fifth Epoch. It had begun 1,349 years ago.
Audrey listened quietly and sighed softly.
"Sir, I know everything you said, and I even know more, such as the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, and the Machinery Hivemind. However, I don't want to lose my freedom."
Alger chuckled and said vaguely,
"Who doesn't want to pay a price to become a Beyonder? If you don't consider joining the Church and accepting the test, then you can only look for the Royal Family, the few nobles with more than a thousand years of history, or rely on luck to find those evil organizations that are hiding. "
Audrey subconsciously puffed up her cheeks and looked left and right in a panic. After confirming that Mr. Mysterious and the person opposite her hadn't noticed her tiny actions, she pressed.
"Is there no other way?"
Alger fell silent. After a dozen breaths, he turned to look at Mr. Mysterious Zhou Mingrui, who was watching silently from the side.
Seeing that the other party was noncommittal, he looked back at Audrey and deliberated before saying,
"I actually have two Sequence 9 potion formulas."
Sequence 9? Zhou Mingrui mumbled to himself.
"Really? Which two? "Audrey clearly knew what a Sequence 9 potion formula represented.
Alger leaned back slightly and answered unhurriedly, "As you know, humans can only rely on potions to become true Beyonders.
"As you know, humans can only rely on potions to become true Beyonders. And the name of the potion comes from the Blasphemy Slate. After being translated in Jotun, Elvish, ancient Hermes, ancient Feysac, and contemporary Hermes, it has long undergone changes that match the characteristics of the times. The name isn't the main point. The main point is whether it represents the core symbol of this potion."
"One of the Sequence 9 formulas in my hands is called Sailor. It will give you excellent balance. Even on a ship shrouded in a storm, you will be able to walk freely. You will also obtain excellent strength, as well as illusory scales hidden under your skin. This will make you as difficult to catch as a fish, and you will be as agile as a member of the Sea Tribe in the water. Even without any equipment, you can easily dive for at least ten minutes."
"Sounds great … The Sea Blessed of the Lord of Storms?" Audrey asked, half expectant and half seeking confirmation.
"In ancient times, it was indeed called the 'Sea Blessed'." Alger didn't pause and continued, "The second Sequence 9 formula is called Spectator. As for what it was called in ancient times, I have no idea. This potion will give you an outstanding spirit and keen observation skills. I believe that you have seen operas and plays and can understand the meaning of 'audience'. Like a bystander, you can examine the 'actors' in the secular world and see their true thoughts from their expressions, their behavior, their idiosyncrasies, and their unknown actions. "
At this point, Alger emphasized, "Don't worry.
"You must remember, whether it is an extravagant banquet or a lively street, the audience will always be an audience."
Audrey's eyes lit up. After a long time, she said,
"Why? Alright, this is a follow-up question. I-I think I like this feeling. 'Spectator'. How do I obtain the 'Spectator' formula? What will I trade with you? "
Alger seemed to be prepared as he replied in a deep voice,
"Ghost Shark blood, at least 100 milliliters of Ghost Shark blood."
Audrey nodded excitedly at first before asking worriedly,
"If I can get it, and I'm saying if, how can I give it to you? And how can I guarantee that you will give me the potion formula after you obtain the Ghost Shark blood, as well as the authenticity of the formula? "
Alger said in a normal tone, "I will give you an address.
"I'll give you an address. When I receive the Ghost Shark Blood, I'll send you the formula or tell you directly here."
"As for the guarantee, I believe that with this mysterious sir as a witness, both of us will be at ease."
As he said this, he turned his gaze to Zhou Mingrui who was sitting at the seat of honor.
"Your Excellency, for you to be able to pull us here means that you possess unimaginable power. With you as a witness, be it me or her, none of us would dare violate it."
"Yes!" Audrey's eyes lit up as she agreed excitedly.
From her point of view, Mr. Mysterious, who had unimaginable means, was indeed a sufficiently "authoritative" witness.
How could she and the fellow opposite her have the guts to deceive him!?
Audrey turned her body halfway and looked sincerely at Zhou Mingrui.
"Your Excellency, please be a witness to our transaction."
At this moment, she realized that she had forgotten a certain question. It was impolite of her. She quickly asked,
Following that, she asked solemnly, "Your Excellency, how should we address you?"
Alger nodded slightly before asking solemnly, "Your Excellency, how should we address you?"
"Your Excellency, how should we address you?"
Zhou Mingrui was taken aback when he heard that. His fingers on the long bronze table began tapping gently as the contents of the divination flashed across his mind.
He leaned back and retracted his right hand. He interlaced his fingers under his chin and smiled at the two of them.
"You can address me as …"
At this point, he paused and said in a mild and calm tone, "You can call me …"
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