It's the same as not saying it. The captain hasn't said it in detail... Piero complained in his heart.
But he also knew that in a situation like this, it was impossible for anyone to say something valuable without any reason.
After thinking about it, Piero still hoped to get more detailed information about the Extraordinary being out of control, and preferably ways to avoid losing control as much as possible.
Originally he didn't care about this.
It didn't matter to him even if that crazy out-of-control man was being dealt with right in front of him.
Because he never thought about becoming an extraordinary person.
But that's different now.
He was pulled above this gray fog by this "mysterious gentleman"... Encountering extraordinary events twice in succession made him less resistant to becoming an extraordinary person.
If there is a third time, it is better that he is an extraordinary person than an ordinary person.
Just like buying insurance, using long-term low-cost to prevent possible high risks is not a loss in his opinion.
After thinking briefly, Piero said again:
"I want to know more details about the loss of control and, ideally, ways to avoid it as much as possible."
"I can take the deal."
Sure enough, this guy has mastered at least one formula, but he hasn't made up his mind to become an Extraordinary yet... Alger had some suspicions before, and this time it was completely confirmed.
He turned to look at "Mr. Mysterious" Zhou Mingrui, who was watching quietly without saying a word. When he saw that the other party was noncommittal, he looked back at Piero and said thoughtfully:
"I need ghost shark's blood, at least 100 ml of ghost shark's blood."
"If you can help me find this material, I can answer your questions in detail."
At this point, he thought that the other party had already mastered the potion formula, and it was unlikely that he did not understand the value of the materials and formula, so he added, "I can make up the difference."
"You can use other occult knowledge or gold pounds as compensation."
"OK."
Piero nodded and agreed, but secretly rolled his eyes and didn't even ask how to hand it over to the other party if he found the materials.
joke.
How could he possibly find the materials!
Even if he becomes a formal team member, he will not be eligible to apply for extraordinary materials in a short period of time.
He's stuck here.
If he doesn't become an extraordinary person, he won't get the knowledge he wants; and without the knowledge he wants, he won't be able to make up his mind to become an extraordinary person.
After thinking randomly for a moment, Piero discovered another problem——
This powerful and mysterious Excellency has not yet promised that he will continue to drag them into the gray mist. He has begun to talk about transactions with other gentlemen.
Isn't this what Emperor Russell said, "Du Juan robbed the magpie's nest"?
At this time, he realized that he had forgotten a certain question, which was too impolite, so he quickly asked:
"Sir, what shall we call you?"
Alger nodded slightly and asked solemnly:
"Sir, what shall we call you?"
Zhou Mingrui was stunned for a moment, then tapped his fingers lightly on the long bronze table, and the contents of the previous divination suddenly flashed through his mind.
He leaned back, took back his right hand, crossed his fingers and put it on his chin, looked at the two of them with a smile and said:
"You can call me..."
Having said this, he paused and spoke in a gentle and calm tone:
"The Fool."
The brief answer quickly disappeared in the magnificent temple and the diffuse mist, but in the hearts of Piero and Alger, the voice echoed for a long time, stirring up ripples in circles.
I didn't expect it, but I felt it should be the title of this feeling, a title that perfectly reflects the image of mystery, power, weirdness, etc.!
After a few seconds of silence, Alger realized that the gentleman next to him was not very interested in his transaction offer.
But Alger didn't want to give up such a possible channel.
He has been searching for "ghost shark blood" for some time, but has found nothing.
"Mr. Fool, do you mind doing this 'try' a few more times?"
Alger couldn't help but look at Mr. Fool who was looking up and suggested:
"Don't you think this kind of 'party' is interesting? Although your power exceeds our imagination, there are always areas in the world that you don't understand and are not good at. This gentleman and I both have our own experiences. With the knowledge, channels and resources, maybe at some point in the future, we can help you complete trivial things that are inconvenient for you to do yourself.”
These words made Piero frown.
Is there something wrong with this guy’s brain? Being dragged into the gray mist was such a weird thing that he couldn't even run away, so he had to rush to beg for more?
However, he saw that Mr. "The Fool" seemed to be a little moved, and he did not dare to go against the grain. Considering his status as a civilian employee of "Dawn Breaker", he finally suggested:
"Mr. Fool, I think this proposal can be considered. Moreover, it is best for the 'party' to be held regularly."
Even before their proposal, Zhou Mingrui was weighing the pros and cons and considering this issue.
More "gatherings" are of course equal to more extraordinary mysteries and occult knowledge, which will help to travel back in the future; but this also means more exposure risks.
Considering that the convening and disbanding of the "gathering" was under his control, even if any problems were exposed, they were still within the controllable range, and the benefits clearly outweighed the disadvantages. Zhou Mingrui made a quick decision.
He stopped tapping the edge of the long table and said slowly and pretentiously:
"I'm a person who likes equal exchange."
"I won't let you help unconditionally."
"The 'party' is scheduled every Monday at three o'clock in the afternoon, oh, I mean Backlund time. You should try to be alone by then."
"When I try a few more times and figure out some things, maybe you can ask for leave in advance and don't have to worry about being in an inappropriate situation."
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When Piero heard that regular "meetings" were really going to happen, he had no choice but to express his feelings against his will.
On the other side, Alger also felt a little regretful and didn't know whether his suggestion was correct or not.
Although logically speaking, since I would be pulled in here without any defense or resistance, it means that the initiative lies in the hands of the mysterious Mr. Fool. It makes no difference whether he proposes regular "gatherings" or not.
But what if I guess wrong?
In this way, the three of them each had their own worries, and the gray fog became quiet.
After a while, Zhou Mingrui noticed that the atmosphere was gradually becoming cold and awkward, so he spoke decisively and said in a low voice:
"Okay, that's it for today's party."
"Follow your will." Alger bowed his head and saluted.
"At your will," Piero imitated.
Zhou Mingrui cut off the contact and smiled and said:
"Let's look forward to the next party."
The "star" shined again, and the crimson light shrank back like water. As soon as Piero and Alger heard Mr. Fool's words, their figures became more vague and unreal.
In less than a second, the "projection" shattered, and silence returned above the gray fog.
Zhou Mingrui felt that he was getting heavier quickly, and his surroundings were drifting away. His eyes first dimmed, and then there was bright sunshine.
He was still in the apartment room, still standing in the center.
"It's like a dream...what is that gray mist world...and who or what kind of power caused the changes just now..." Zhou Mingrui sighed in a low voice, full of confusion, and yawned as he walked towards the desk.
He picked up the pocket watch he had put outside and checked how much time had passed.
"One to one time flow rate." Zhou Mingrui roughly judged.
After a long time, he suddenly sighed and said in Chinese:
"It seems I won't be able to go back in a short time..."
"Then from now on, I am Klein."
