Wednesday night, 7: 55 p.m., the back alley of the Bravehearts Bar.
Klein followed his memory and finally found the dimly lit house after circling around for a while.
He had put on a certain disguise today. He was wearing a grayish-blue worker's uniform and a cap. His face was covered in a beard, so that no one would associate him with the guy who had previously bought the Black Snake item and gambled on his luck.
It's best if Eye of Wisdom and that fellow, the Apothecary, don't recognize me. Otherwise, a newly advanced person who had become a Beyonder by luck would be able to produce several potion formulas in just a week. It's bound to be suspicious … Klein put his hands into his pockets and touched Aztec's copper whistle, ordinary tarot cards, and the replenished charms.
His worker's uniform had also been specially modified by a tailor. There were many small pockets stuffed with small metal bottles, which contained herbal powder, extract essence, and other items.
After taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling, Klein took out the iron mask that could only cover the upper half of his face from the inside of his clothes and completed the initial disguise.
Then, with the help of his Clown powers, he controlled his expression and the minute movements of his body, changed his walking posture, and numbed his facial nerves, in order to be clearly different from his past self.
However, I don't know what Eye of Wisdom relies on to recognize people. This is all I can do. Sigh, if only I were already a Faceless … But if that were the case, there would be no need for me to participate in such low-end Beyonder gatherings … Klein stood outside and calmed himself down for a few seconds. He raised his right hand and knocked on the door. Seven hard knocks, one light, six long knocks, and one short one.
Without much waiting, the small wooden board on the door was pulled open silently. An eye appeared behind it, scrutinizing the visitor.
Two or three seconds later, the door creaked open, and the attendant of Eye of Wisdom handed a hooded black robe to Klein.
Klein maintained an expressionless state as he quickly put on the robe and pulled down the hood, allowing the shadows to cover his face.
On the way to the activity room, he deliberately adopted an unaccustomed pace and tried his best to eliminate the awkwardness.
In the dark and deep room with only a single candle flickering gently, there were already quite a number of members at the gathering. Klein didn't choose a corner seat like before. Instead, he openly sat on a high stool near the center.
In short, his outward appearance had to be different from the previous two times!
And this was precisely the area where a Clown's ability to reflect himself in his mind and gain initial control over himself.
The living room was so quiet that it was almost frozen. Time passed. Finally, Eye of Wisdom looked at the clock on the wall and said in an aged voice, "That's not right.
Let's begin. There's no need to wait for our late friend. "
Just as he said that, Klein immediately said in a hoarse voice.
"I want to sell the potion formulas.
Sequence 9 Bard and Sequence 8 Light Suppliant of the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun.
"220 pounds for the former and 450 pounds for the latter."
This was the most suitable plan after some thought. Spectator and Telepathist involved the Church of Psychological Alchemy, a secret organization that was rather active in the Kingdom of Rouen and Baekeland. If he were to take them out rashly, it might attract their attention. And the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun was blocked outside the Kingdom of Rouen by the Church of the Lord of Storms. The corresponding Beyonders rarely appeared in Baekeland, and there was almost nothing they could do. It was a very safe choice.
The potion of the Seer pathway involved Klein himself, so he naturally didn't want to expose his characteristics.
After experiencing and witnessing Beyonder battles so many times, he gradually came to a realization. Beneath the High-Sequence Beyonders, Beyonders of different pathways had their own characteristics and were different. In other words, they each had their strengths and weaknesses. Furthermore, their strengths and weaknesses were very obvious. The strong were indeed strong, and the weak were rather weak.
For example, the Spectator pathway lacked the ability to engage in head-on combat. However, if one were to ignore them and unknowingly be led astray, then no matter how strong one's combat skills and Beyonder skills were, it was possible for one to die without even knowing why. A clear example was Rear Admiral Hurricane Qilangos. He clearly had the mystical item, Creeping Hunger, and his overall combat strength had reached Sequence 5, but he still died a baffling death. Most of the credit was due to Azik's strength, but one couldn't ignore the role of a Spectator.
It was precisely because most Beyonder jobs below High-Sequence Beyonders had distinct characteristics but obvious weaknesses, such as weak bodies. Therefore, if one could conceal their strengths and figure out the enemy's situation ahead of time, and make effective arrangements to target their weaknesses, it wasn't impossible for the weak to defeat the strong. Under extreme circumstances, there was a very small chance of a Sequence 9 killing a Sequence 5.
Of course, this example was a perfect hypothesis. In reality, it was almost impossible. A Sequence 5 was already considered a powerhouse, and the corresponding Beyonder powers had their own magical aspects. "Strengths" could effectively cover up "weaknesses." It was very difficult for those below Sequence 6 to affect them.
On the other hand, many Beyonders below High-Sequence Beyonders were afraid of being besieged, even if their opponents were all below their own Sequence. This was because once they were flustered and failed to attend to one thing, their weaknesses would become a fatal factor.
These problems were also the reason why Shepherds were ranked first below High-Sequence Beyonders. They were too well-rounded. If their Beyonder powers were combined and matched well enough, they had almost no weaknesses!
When I advance to Sequence 7, I'll have all sorts of magical Beyonder powers. Then, even if I encounter a Sequence 6, I'll be able to fight them head-on for a while. I might even have a chance of winning … If I encounter a Sequence 5, I'll also have a chance of escaping … Amidst his thoughts, Klein looked around, hoping that someone would speak.
If Bard and Light Suppliant can't be sold, then I'll have to settle for the next best thing. I'll consider Spectator and Telepathist, as well as the knowledge of Beyonder Characteristics Indestructibility and Conservation … I definitely can't sell the formulas of my own pathway, nor the Demoness pathway. That will cause many tragedies. Be it an Instigator or a Witch, they're the type that have to actively do evil … Klein felt a little uneasy, but he remained expressionless as he waited.
"Actually, I can consider buying it." At this moment, the chubby Apothecary laughed. "I can take in another apprentice and give him these two formulas. I'll get him to specifically pray for my herbs to be illuminated. Perfect! How extravagant! "
His words broke the momentary silence in the room. In the corner, a man with his hood pulled down deliberately said in a sharp voice, "Perhaps I can give it to my child.
At the very least, he'll be stronger than my Sequence. "
"Sequence 9,200 pounds. Sequence 8,400 pounds. If you agree, then it's a deal."
To be able to fork out 600 pounds in one go, he's quite rich. That's enough to buy a house in Tingen … Klein pretended to think as he looked at the other members of the gathering to observe their reactions.
Seeing that no one had the urge to raise the price, and that the other party's offer had reached his bottom line, Klein deliberated for a moment before saying, "I have an additional request.
You can't sell these two formulas at this gathering. Feel free to sell them anywhere else. "
The man said sharply, "Alright.
"Alright, Mister Eye of Wisdom will bear witness."
Klein didn't know how to prove that the formulas were real, but he didn't want to ask and expose the fact that he hadn't attended many gatherings. All he could do was silently pull up his robe, take out the two potion formulas that he had long written, and hand them to the attendant beside him.
The attendant didn't walk to the corner, but to the sofa in the middle, and handed the folded paper to Eye of Wisdom.
The old gentleman spread out the paper, but he didn't take a second look at it. He placed it on the small round table beside him.
Following that, he took out a handkerchief, wiped his right palm, and took out a ring that looked like it was embedded with many fine diamonds from his pocket.
The ring's design was complicated and exquisite. In the middle, there was a green gem that looked like an eye. Just looking at it from afar made Klein's head swell and his body feel uncomfortable. It was the same feeling he had when he saw the math test papers.
Eye of Wisdom solemnly wore the ring on his right middle finger, then closed his eyes, as if he was preparing something.
Suddenly, the emerald on the ring emitted a brilliant gold, a gold that resembled sunlight.
Eye of Wisdom quickly stretched out his right hand, allowing the gem to touch the potion formula that Klein had written.
The golden beams became purer and purer, finally turning into a projection that resembled a seal.
"Real and effective!" Eye of Wisdom announced in a deep voice. Then, he took off the ring, not daring to wear it for a second longer.
That tone sounds very much like a notary … That ring is Old Mister Eye of Wisdom's best collection, Sealed Artifact 2-081? It simulated the powers of a Notary? Klein looked at it thoughtfully. He was quite envious.
After the "notarization," the transaction was quickly completed, and Klein received a thick stack of cash, all of which were ten-pound notes.
After counting them three times, he didn't fold them into his pocket. Instead, he held them in his palm and waited for the next opportunity to spend them.
He planned to observe for a while and confirm that there were no items he needed before asking to buy them.
At this moment, the rotund Apothecary looked around.
"I brought some tranquilizers."
Did he really bring it? I forgot about it … In order to be different from the past, Klein could only pretend that he wasn't there.
After shouting a few times and seeing that no one responded, Apothecary muttered,
"That guy didn't come this time?"
"Maybe he died somewhere."
Thank you for your "blessings" … But it's a good thing that you didn't recognize me … Klein heaved a sigh of relief.
The Apothecary habitually requested to buy the Spring of the Elves marrow crystals again, but he still didn't find anything.
After he temporarily shut his mouth, a lady with her face covered by a hood and two boxes by her feet said, "I have two weapons with Beyonder effects.
Is this the lady who sold me the runic steel sword?
My spiritual intuition as a Seer tells me that … She has two similar weapons? My spiritual intuition as a Seer tells me that … She has two similar weapons? She's backed by a Beyonder arms group, right … Hmm, maybe she has an Artisan backing her, also known as a Mechanic, a Sequence 6 Artisan of the Savant pathway … Klein looked over in anticipation.
He had promised to give Sun a Beyonder weapon worth 500 to 700 pounds that could effectively increase his combat strength. He didn't promise any specific type or characteristics. Therefore, as long as it was similar and could be used, he could buy it. After all, Sun wasn't picky.
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