Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 281 A Severe Blow to Qiao San's Hemorrhoids
“You need an invitation before visiting someone’s home,” Serres said with a serious expression. “This is a top hat.”

After he finished speaking, he placed the boxes one by one on the table.

He made quite a commotion, waking Padma. She got up and looked at the box curiously.

"Ta-da!" Serres opened the box. "Fully automatic curse machine."

"Just put in a photo... or even a very similar hand-drawn picture, and then press the button. At the same time, say a certain body part. Then that part will feel like it's being attacked."

"Anywhere is fine?" Padmon asked.

“Either is fine, but the more a person subconsciously protects that part of their body, the worse the effect will be,” Serres replied. “So what you’re thinking of is basically not going to work.”

"I haven't said anything yet..." Padoma tried to explain.

“Heh.” Serris scoffed.

"Heh." Klein also chuckled.

Padma Cat began to ponder deeply.

"Can I try?" Klein asked.

“Of course,” Serres stepped aside, indicating that there was no problem.

Klein conjured up a photograph in his hand.

George III.

Mr. Fool had already told him in the simulated universe about all the terrible things George III had done.

He thought that if the machine was so good, he had to try it.

After inserting the photo, Klein began to consider which part of his body to attack.

Padma cat perked up at this moment.

"I've got it!" she exclaimed excitedly.

“Then you do it.” Klein indicated that he needed to think for a while. “Go, Paddo. Attack His weakest point.”

Padmaow stretched out her paw and slammed it hard against the machine, uttering a single word at the same time.

"hemorrhoid."

…………

In the vast ocean of the collective unconscious.

After a long night of exploration, the Trash Can Hero Squad, led by the hero Audrey, ventured deeper into the trash can.

With the trash cans protecting her, Audrey was safe enough.

However, she really couldn't figure out what the connection was between the trash can and "Poseidon".

"Because authors use trash to pad their word count whenever they run out of things to write. That's why the God of Trash Cans is the Sea God," the Trash Can Knight told Audrey.

But for some reason, Audrey couldn't understand. It was as if her mind was shrouded in mist, with a wall in front of her. She couldn't see through it to the essence of things.

“This is what happens when you don’t break the fourth wall,” the trash can assassin explained. “Breaking it grants you [My Thoughts Power].

In the vast ocean of the collective unconscious, those whose minds are not strong enough are easily influenced and lose their own will. But Audrey clearly remembered that she had come to find the mental dragon and the traces of Levihard, the "City of Miracles".

After an unknown amount of time, Audrey and her group passed by dozens or even hundreds more consciousnesses of others. Gradually, she became so exhausted that she could hardly move forward.

But the gentlemanly Trash Can Knight offered his mount so that Audrey could ride the Trash Can Warhorse.

After an unknown amount of time, a shadow suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Those were two enormous, gray wings!

What Audrey had seen was the Mind Dragon, the Flying Lizard.

Beneath its wings lay a slender, lizard-like monster. Its entire body was covered in enormous, grayish-white, stone-like scales, and it had four thick, powerful legs. It seemed to be bathed in nonexistent sunlight, shimmering with a light like the afterglow of a setting sun.

Although it is night, the sun is still shining.

This may be due to the unique nature of dreams themselves, or the biological instinct of phototropism.

Whoosh.

An arrow struck the Mind Dragon, but failed to cause any damage.

The arrow couldn't even pierce the scales.

The Mind Dragon glanced downwards. Its eyes were pale gold, its pupils vertical, cold and arrogant. The next second, its grand, epic figure swiftly vanished, disappearing into the subconscious ocean of all living beings.

Audrey wasn't disappointed; she had only come on an adventure. She was happy enough to have met them.

But the trash cans don't think that way.

One of the trash cans unfolds into a map.

“Once an enemy unit deals damage, its location will be displayed on the minimap,” he said.

There is a red dot on the map, moving rapidly away.

…………

It was still early morning when the passenger ship arrived at the port of Glasgow in the dim light of dawn.

Klein didn't change his appearance and walked off the ship openly and honestly.

Instead of entering the city, Danitz and Klein took a detour to a private harbor, boarded a simple fishing boat, and headed out to sea.

Nearly two hours later, around breakfast time, Klein came into view of a clean and tidy sailboat, several tens of meters long, which reflected a golden hue in the sunlight.

Golden Simp Number.

This is the name given to the ship in "The Wild Roses of the Five Seas and the Untold Little Stories of Three Pirate Generals". Its original name was "Golden Dream".

It is said that all the men mentioned above are sycophants of Lieutenant General Edwina, whose loyalty is comparable to that of Lieutenant General Tracy, who suffers from disease.

What's even more remarkable is that Edwina never provided benefits to the crew like Tracy did. Therefore, the author of that book assessed Edwina's personal charm as far superior to Tracy's.

Compared to its kind, it is quite special, with a main cannon arranged along the central axis, and the symbols and patterns on the cannon barrel are layered, flowing with a faint but pure light.

This is a mystical cannon, something ordinary forces simply can't handle. Serres has mentioned it before. It's quite difficult to manufacture and very valuable. Based on this, Klein deduces that Edwina likely has a powerful force behind her.

But thinking about it, it makes sense, considering the ship is full of sycophants. Last time, Klein even saw Danitz secretly studying late at night. Such discipline is practically impossible for anyone but a powerful force.

Soon, the "Golden Dream" launched a small boat and quickly approached the fishing boat.

Danitz opened and then clenched his fists, then jumped down, landing steadily on the small boat with almost no turbulence.

He whistled, high-fived the pirate pilot, and rediscovered the feeling of navigating the ocean.

Klein followed closely behind.

Of course you could fly there directly, but that wouldn't be polite. A personal visit definitely requires observing proper etiquette.

Before long, he boarded the deck of the "Golden Dream" and saw "Iceberg Admiral" Edwina Edwards standing quietly on the side of the ship.

This pirate general was almost identical to the one I met in my dream last time. Her hairstyle and makeup were unchanged, except that she had changed her skirt into a pair of dark trousers, which, paired with leather boots, added a touch of dashingness to her intellectual beauty.

Understandably, the moment the God of Poverty, Klein, boarded the "Golden Dream," the ship could be renamed the "Dream."

This is the God of Poverty, great, no further explanation needed.

P.S.: Updates might be a little later and shorter recently. Why? Well, mainly because I recently found a really good pornographic film, you know what I mean. So I'll be putting in much less effort on updates. I've been feeling a bit dizzy these past couple of days.

(End of this chapter)