Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 310 Mr. Fool (Loser Version)
Klein lay back down in the hotel armchair and began to wait for Edwina's reply.

“Brother Ke,” Pado meowed.

When Klein looked at her, she pointed to her new phone on the table and reminded him:

"There is information."

Klein swayed, took out his phone, and opened his message history.

He didn't have time to check his phone while he was above the gray fog, but now that he has some free time, he can take a look.

He didn't know when, but he was added to a group.

"We are a loving family."

Klein's expression suddenly turned somewhat strange.

Ah this...

Open the group member list.

Group Owner: Sexy Melancholy Sow Prince (Successfully Created Alternate Fool Version)

Group members: Mr. Fool (Loser Version), Sweet Iced Tea Who Wants to Make Big Money, Miss Pink Fairy, Karen for Life, The Hanged Man, Derrick, The Noble Vampire Viscount, Face-Taking Ultimate Attack, Doesn't Want to Meet the Deadline, Spy, Magical Girl, Canned Food.

"What is this 'Loser' version?'" Klein pointed at the "Mr. Fool" account.

"Well, you wanted to create a group chat, so I registered another account for you," Padmo explained. "But the group name was changed by Boss Serres!"

Klein hesitated, then skipped over the account and started looking at the other group members.

Sweet iced tea is also me.

The pink fairy lady is clearly Alicia.

Karen... this is Otto.

The Hanged Man is very concise and clear, which is very much in line with his style.

Derrick... Little Sun, are you using your real name to go online?
Emlyn, the vampire, really wears his viscount status on his sleeve now.

Star takes the ultimate hit head-on, doesn't want to rush the deadline... Who is this? Let's look at others first.

The Seeker… Klein thought of the Hermit Lady when he first met her, and the Hidden Sage above her head. The Seeker was probably the Hermit Lady.

Magical girl is Miss Justice, canned food is Patto. And if you don't want to meet deadlines, then you're Miss Magician.

So the magician is also a writer.

Just then, he was suddenly struck by a spiritual awakening and looked to his side.

Ms. Renette Tinicol, carrying four beautiful heads in her hands, slowly emerged from the spirit world.

One of His beautiful heads had an old-looking notebook in its mouth, which was placed on the table.

Klein stood up, took out a bag containing eight thousand gold pounds and a rune coin, and handed them to Renette's two heads respectively.

"Thank you for your help," Klein said politely.

“No trouble at all... just pay me.” Renette’s two free heads responded in turn.

Klein smiled, watched Renette turn and leave, then lay back down on the recliner and stretched vigorously.

"How do I use this thing?" Klein flipped through the newly acquired "Grossell's Travels," but the last few pages still wouldn't open.

He closed his eyes and performed a brief, simple dream divination, seeing himself dripping blood onto the book cover.

"Oh, blood oath." Klein reopened his eyes, rubbed his chin a couple of times, and considered whether he should go in first to scout things out.

This isn't a breach of promise. Klein paid twice the amount, and the items were directly placed with him. This means he has priority in exploring the area. It doesn't constitute a breach of contract.

Klein's hand had just casually touched the cover when Padmon immediately stopped him.

"Brother Klein, let's wait a little longer." "Hmm?" Klein looked at Padma Meow, puzzled. "Is it that dangerous?"

“No, not at all.” Padmon shook her head. “It’s just that if we wait a little longer, we might be able to save a few more people.”

“Save people…” Klein repeated the word.

At that moment, a "tragedy prophecy" suddenly flashed before his eyes, mourning the actor.

Klein saw a nobleman with flaxen hair turn white rapidly, and noticed that his once smooth face, which looked no more than thirty years old, now had obvious wrinkles.

In the time it takes to breathe, the man had aged to the point of death.

Beside the man stood a beautiful girl with pointed ears, who seemed to be an elf. She appeared to be about to pounce on the man, but was shocked to find that her legs had somehow become weak, and her hands, which had been fair and delicate just a few seconds before, were now covered with the scars that only an old man would have.

The two men, along with the two human men and the male cyclops around them, underwent the same transformation, aging and dying within seconds, then ceasing to breathe. Their bodies decomposed rapidly, flesh and blood evaporating, leaving only bones and their extraordinary properties.

The scene ends here, and Klein exits the state of premonition of tragedy.

“This…” He looked at the book in his hand with a complicated expression, then put it on the table next to him after thinking for a moment.

He was very interested in exploring the world depicted in the book, but if his recklessness could lead to the death of others, he would rather waste the two thousand pounds.

“How can we save this…” Klein frowned in thought.

It looks as if time has been stolen.

"You can ask Boss Serres for help; he can help you get some cheat codes from the simulated universe tonight," Pado Miao suggested.

“That makes sense.” Klein nodded. “Isn’t Serres looking for something different from the ‘original story’? Well, saving a few people who died in the original story would definitely be fun, right?”

After saying that, he asked Padmon uncertainly, "They die in the original story, right?"

"Mm." Padmon nodded.

“Okay.” Klein leaned back in his chair. “Then there shouldn’t be any problems.”

He is now applying Serres as an objective law.

It's because he always has such a low profile. Anyone who didn't know better would think he's Klein's cheat code.

A crisp snap of his fingers rang out, and a cart "recalls" itself beside Klein. On it were displayed all sorts of pastries he had created using his "Candy Knight" abilities.

"Would you like some too?" Klein picked up a macaron, took a bite, and said to Padome, "I also have some zero-calorie ones here."

As he spoke, he "recalled" several "pastries" that would disappear in a few minutes.

"No need, this is fine." Padmon jumped onto the cart and started eating a piece of cake.

Time passed slowly as Klein and Padmon enjoyed a leisurely afternoon tea.

Suddenly, there was a loud knocking at the door. Klein immediately burned the shavings on his hands, and turned around to open the door, slightly confused.

The visitor was Captain Airland of the White Agate.

"Good afternoon, Captain. Would you like some afternoon tea?" Klein opened the door, stepped aside to make room for him, and said calmly.

Airland chuckled and said, "No, no need. I've already eaten."

Klein nodded without saying anything.

Airland turned halfway around and pointed to the aisle: "Are you free now? I'd like to take you to see someone. The White Agate is about to return to Prydz Harbor. If you need help or have any information, you can go to him. You can also hand over any pirates you catch to him. We're always generous when it comes to paying rewards."

Erlan had vividly remembered witnessing Klein's actions in Bansie Harbor. Especially after Erlan discovered that the Pleasure Church on the Rosed Islands had been renamed "St. Gehrman Church".

Therefore, he and the military behind him decided to befriend this adventurer. To befriend this adventurer who was very likely a saint of the church.

“Okay.” A pale purple flame flashed across Klein’s body, and his pajamas transformed into a tuxedo in the fire. Padmon jumped off the stroller and climbed up Klein’s trouser leg and onto his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)