Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 280 Klein wonders if he can find a partner.
At this point, the final simulated universe was about to end.

It was Derrick, watching several tiny girls, no bigger than his palm and resembling dolls, cook.

These girls look exactly alike, with visible seams at their joints. The craftsmanship is almost indistinguishable from that of humans. If it weren't for the joint seams, Derrick would never have been able to tell they were dolls.

They cooked all night, though Derrick thought they were concocting potions.

“It won’t fit.” A little figure tried to stuff a radish that was barely chopped, a potato that was almost halved, and a few pieces of meat that hadn’t thawed into a small pot.

"Don't rush," another small figure called to Derrick, "Big guy, come and lend a hand."

Derrick put on his gloves and reached down to press down.

The material below was mashed into a paste, barely managing to stuff all the ingredients inside.

But the areas that weren't pressed down were still large.

“Going inside.” Derrick stepped back and continued watching the little ones cook.

"This radish you cut will never cook through," the little man began to argue. "It's too big. Some pieces are as thick as bricks."

"Stop arguing, stop arguing, it's definitely cooked." The little person in charge of cooking strongly disagreed, and she was very confident in her cooking skills.

"Actually, eating some potato chips isn't a big problem," one of the little ones suggested. "Do you have a peeler? We can peel them."

A little figure took out a small bone knife: "If you don't have one, use this."

Removing the skin from the bones should be easy.

boom.

An explosion came from the pot.

Something seems off.

"It's turned into mud."

"It's normal, it's pretty much what the book says."

At this point, another little person raised a question: "Was pineapple not added?"

"It seems so, the book says there are pineapples." A few little people came over carrying a red fruit.

Is this a pineapple?

"It seems to be called this name."

"Then throw it in."

thump.

The pineapple was thrown into the pot.

A few minutes later.

"How come you can make everything this color?"

"It turned into a thesis defense."

"It feels like the beef might think you're blanching it."

"Did you throw stones into the pot?" one of the little figures asked, looking quite sarcastic.

"Are you kidding me? We're just dolls, we don't have those kinds of functions."

But the sarcastic person wouldn't let it go: "Do you have diabetes?"

"Don't rush, let me reduce the sauce first."

"Why is it fast-forwarding to the point of reducing the sauce?"

"Simmer it for a while first, then simmer it some more." The cook was very confident.

"What exactly did you add to it?"

"How can you make everything look like a defense?" the sarcastic man relentlessly pursued.

Did you eat the wrong battery the night before last?

"I just added some fermented bean paste and soy sauce. How did it turn black?"

"Next time you can add cinnabar, it will turn red. It will look quite nice."

"Try it next time."

Derrick blinked.

It seems their potion-making wasn't very successful.

He hadn't realized he was cooking. Because Silver City didn't eat this kind of food.

"Can't waste it."

"Ms. Black Tower will definitely be able to tell; she's used to it."

"Put it into the cake and give it to Ruan Mei."

"Impossible, she could tell as soon as she smelled it."

"Can Screwgoom digest this? He has no sense of smell."

"He might scan the ingredients beforehand."

"There is no problem with the ingredients."

"But it doesn't look like it's edible."

"Disguise it as a fruit pie and give it to Stephen!"

"Good idea." ...

hum.

The phone vibrates.

Shortly after waking up, Klein received a text message from Serres.

Klein casually picked up his phone and opened the message.

Sow Prince: "Congratulations!"

The accompanying emoji is a black cat wearing a top hat setting off fireworks.

Want to make big money? "Congratulations on what?"

Klein had a general idea of ​​what Serres was congratulating him on, but he still wanted to ask to confirm.

As expected, Serres's reply came quickly.

Sow Prince: "Congratulations on breaking the fourth wall!"

really.

"Could you tell me what my novel is called?" Klein was very curious about the title of his novel.

Serres sent me a cover with the words "Lord of Mysteries" written on it.

"This is the one. You're too inexperienced to know the exact meaning of 'Lord of Mysteries' right now. I'll tell you when you become an angel."

Klein nodded without asking further questions. He knew that some knowledge was poisonous.

He asked another question that concerned him more.

Who is the female protagonist in this book?

This is his biggest concern.

Could it really be Gehrman and three female pirate generals?

“It’s Arodes,” Serres answered decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

"Ah... ah?"

Klein turned the screen off and on again.

The content above remains unchanged.

What does it mean that Arodes is the female lead?
“Since they all slept together at the end, it’s obviously the female lead,” Serres explained.

Klein recalled the mirror he had seen in the simulated universe, the one next to Mr. Fool.

"Phew." He let out a long sigh of relief.

Scared me.

"Then who is my partner?" Klein pressed.

After a few seconds of silence, Serres sent an audio message.

Klein clicked on it, and all he heard was the sound of frogs croaking.

"Gugua gugua gugua".

Then there was an emoji that appeared to have been drawn on the spot.

Under the streetlights, two trash cans sat side by side, with a small trash bag in between. In the darkness not far away, a lone black cat wearing a top hat lay.

Klein, who was very good at interpreting revelations, suddenly became a hot topic.

That's a good drawing; don't draw it again next time.

Klein closed the image, hesitated for a moment, and then clicked save.

Then, he glanced at Padomao, who was still sleeping.

Want to make big money: "Paddo, is she also a character from a novel?"

“No, she’s a game character,” Serres replied. “A positive, cheerful, healthy, and uplifting little game.”

Klein glanced at Padmo again, not wanting to discuss whether her story was positive or cheerful.

Want to make a lot of money: "And you? Are you a character from a novel too?"

Sow Prince: "Me? I'm probably a fan fiction character from a novel-game crossover event."

"Are you so sure it's a novel and not something else?" Klein asked.

He was somewhat curious

“It can’t be a notebook, can it?” Serres replied immediately.

"Anyway, congratulations and the like are useless. Can't you say something more practical?" Klein said, indicating that empty congratulations were not sincere.

"Of course, I'm just waiting for you to tell me." Serres recovered very quickly, it seems he had been looking forward to it for some time.

"Bring it here quickly."

"Send it."

A portal appeared not far from Klein, and Serres walked directly out of it.

"No, you can teleport?" Klein glanced at Serres, then at his phone. "Then why don't you chat with me on your phone for a long time?"

(End of this chapter)