Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 321 Spring and Autumn Period Craving Refined Mushrooms

To calm himself down, Klein decided to check his phone to see if everyone in the Tarot Club's group chat was awake.

The opening ceremony was struck by lightning.

Sow Prince: "Ladies, beware of Mr. World."

Sow Prince: Leonard half out of control image.jpg.

Sow Prince: "Mr. World seduced and abandoned the innocent young man, almost causing him to lose control."

He took the hit head-on: "You're so mean, Mr. World!"

Magical Girl: The Dog of Imagination is shocked.jpg.

Pink Fairy: Fairy starry eyes.jpg

Klein clicked on the picture and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Out of control? How could that be!

Magical Girl: "How is that gentleman now?"

Sow Prince: "Now that I've adjusted my posture, I've decided to execute the unfaithful man."

Not wanting to meet deadlines: A lazy bum's frantic writing.jpg

Looking at these paragraphs, Klein wanted to say something, but hesitated and ultimately just breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that it hasn't gotten out of control.

Read on.

Karen's favorite: "I've arrived in Bayam, anyone want to come with me?"

Karen is my lifelong fan: Chen Gong recruiting teammates.jpg
He took the hit head-on: "Coming right now."

Klein noticed Otto's statement.

Bayam? What's he doing in Bayam?
Feeling a spiritual stirring, Klein looked in one direction.

Padmaw also turned his gaze in that direction at almost the same time.

"I have a feeling something's about to happen. It seems like Brother Ke is just a troublemaker; wherever he goes, trouble comes..."

“No, I don’t think it’s my fault.” Klein walked to the window. “Want to go join the fun?”

Padma wagged its tail without saying a word.

…………

Klein, accompanied by Paddo, quickly arrived at the general store from the world of collective unconsciousness, guided by his spiritual intuition.

As soon as he arrived, Klein saw Ding Xianyou preparing to elbow Darkwell.

"Disappear with the butterflies! Illusions of the old world!"

Ding Xianyou unleashed his quantum headbutt, slamming it into the stomach of the fat pharmacist Darkwell.

The effect was minimal; instead, it bounced back and slammed hard onto the table.

It seems the quantum sickle has truly become obsolete.

But that's enough.

With the bad luck of getting two points on the "probability die," Darkwell's hand slipped, and the die fell out of the box.

It fell into the hands of Chunqiu.

a little.

The store manager was horrified and immediately reached out to grab it.

But suddenly her throat became itchy, her hands and feet cramped, and her eyes became dry.

It was as if all the misfortunes had been concentrated on her.

As a Sequence Four demigod of the Fate Path, she hadn't experienced this feeling of being plagued by misfortune in a long time.

This is the absolute suppression of uniqueness over those who are extraordinary in this path.

The shop manager nearly fell, but gritted his teeth and quickly chanted, "The embodiment of luck, the monster that foresees the future..."

I tried several times but was interrupted each time because I bit my tongue.

"The embodiment of luck, a monster that foresees the future."

"The calamity that spreads misfortune, the witness to all the fates of Backlund."

"A guard in chaos and madness."

After repeating it several times, he finally managed to pronounce the complete name.

…………

Inside a house not far away, Triss and Edsack witnessed the entire scene.

The two people's spiritual intuitions were frantically warning them to leave immediately.

These two weren't there specifically to watch the spectacle; they were just passing by. Seeing that something big seemed to be happening, they immediately tried to leave.

But just then, a gray-haired creature appeared behind them, startling them.

Xing held a monocular telescope to his right eye, leaning forward as he looked at the accident scene ahead.

"So exciting! Seeing the uniqueness of the refining process is worth it, even if I die, it's worth it!"

Uniqueness?
Triss and Edsack exchanged a glance, then stopped in their tracks. They both looked towards the area.

A little further away. Otto stood on a rooftop, gazing towards the direction of Spring and Autumn Greed and the Dice of Probability. His eyes had already taken on the shape unique to a Herrscher.

The gears around the pupil slowly rotated, and the cross in the center of the pupil focused on the probability die.

I attempted to use half of the Herald of Reason's power to analyze the probability dice.

However, all you get is a series of repetitive, disordered, and constantly changing gibberish.

Suddenly, he turned his head slightly and looked at the distance not far behind him.

Suddenly, the waves surged on the beach, as if someone was rapidly approaching. It was Cardinal Aquaman, the Sea King, of the Wave Church.

Aquaman, who has an extraordinary sense of "natural disasters," arrived at the scene immediately.

But in the next second, the waves receded, and Yann Courtman's body fell back in a very strange posture.

Otto raised an eyebrow and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Layers of light clusters appeared in the air.

Inside the shop, the manager had just finished reciting Will Onsett's name when a hazy, illusory light appeared in his eyes. But after turning his head and seeing the ball of light in the sky, he retreated dejectedly, leaving the manager curled up, his head throbbing from the near-angelic descent.

A ball of light flashed in the sky and spread out, revealing a figure that appeared out of nowhere.

The figure was dressed in a simple and plain linen robe and had long silver hair.

He was a man with gentle features, a beautiful face, and eyes that were tender yet tinged with indifference, as if he were observing fate and everyone in the world from the perspective of an outsider.

Behind Him, beams of light formed illusory, layered, pure wings that spread outwards, obscuring the entire sky above Bayam.

King of Angels, Angel of Fate, Tail Eater, Urelius.

The wave had broken free from its retreating momentum and continued its headlong charge in that direction.

This Saint-level Storm Pigeon seems to be attempting a blitzkrieg against the Angel King.

Ulorus turned his head slightly, looking at the Sea King rapidly approaching on the sea not far away. At this moment, Ulorus's silver eyes had already reflected the figure in the distance: a majestic and tyrannical figure wearing a bishop's crown and a dark blue bishop's robe with wave patterns, and the waves surging beneath his feet.

A shimmering river appeared simultaneously in Urolius's two eyes, encircling the figure of the Sequence Three Sea King and the waves beneath his feet.

Without a sound, Aquaman's figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared in the distance.

His fate was restarted, and he fell into a cycle.

Ulorus lowered his gaze again, following his intuition to look at Otto.

Otto's image was already reflected in Ulrich's eyes, and he was about to throw him into the ever-repeating "river."

But Otto smiled slightly and gave an elegant bow.

The "fate" that was originally affecting him was dispelled by an invisible force.

No, it's not dispelling them, it's restraining them.

They were firmly suppressed and unable to move at all.

Otto straightened up again, now wearing a simple, blank smiling mask.

Ulorus intuitively understood that he could no longer do anything to his opponent. So he stopped wasting his efforts.

He shifted his gaze to the probability dice, just as he was about to do something, a hand suddenly reached out and snapped its fingers in front of him.

The river in Urolius's eyes was cut off, and he looked at the man who had suddenly appeared beside him with some confusion.

Serres.

He did not launch an attack because this was the Lord's friend.

He even had a custom-made upside-down toilet made for the owner; he's a good person.

“No rush, let’s watch the show,” Serres said.

Ulorus thought about it and agreed.

He wasn't actually that interested in the probability dice. If he came across one, he'd take it. If he couldn't, it was fine.

Inside the shop, Chunqiu Chan had already picked up the die.

The shop owner quickly stopped it.

"Caution! The probability die for complete unlocking cannot be touched directly!"

"Otherwise, you will be trapped in an endless, chaotic fate!"

"We have the method to seal it; you just need to..."

"It's not necessary."

Chunqiu smiled wickedly, his mouth crooked.

Suddenly, he grabbed the probability die and, amidst laughter that seemed to come from nowhere, instantly refined it.

The assembled heroes were shocked.

Such an aura... how is this possible? He's refining mushrooms! He's definitely refining "immortal mushrooms"! Using the dice of probability!
A mushroom that isn't even a Sequence Nine monster is actually refining the uniqueness of the Fate Path!
This seemed like a complete fantasy to them.

What exactly is he?! Could he be a reincarnation of the Key of Light?

Spring and Autumn felt a sudden inspiration, spread their wings, and flew into the air.
Ding Xianyou and Zhu Junzi were having a quiet discussion in a corner of the store.

"I feel like this part of the story should belong to me," Ding Xianyou asked.

"I won't take it," said Bamboo Mushroom, shaking its head.

At this moment, Chunqiu Chan, flying in the air, was filled with boundless pride.

The mushroom, lacking lofty ambitions, is merely a waste of its naturally small, three-inch body.

Thinking this, Chunqiu Chan couldn't help but feel his heart surge with emotion, and he blurted out a long poem:

"Back then, when I was young, I ate with gusto, and the flavors were pungent: sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy."

"Add the spicy broth along with the soup base, and then add oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and ginger."

"The hot pot is a long river of ingredients, but when you pick up the spoon, the soup is already gone."

"Today we refine the fate dice, and await the aroma of the hot pot among the myriad mushrooms."

P.S.: This chapter feels cramped. There's a lot of content, yet it's all summarized.

After all, everything happens in an instant.

The Dice of Probability escaped its grasp, but the arrival of the small serpent was interrupted by Ulorus. Ulorus clashed with Poseidon and exchanged blows with Otto. Otto's attempt to analyze the Dice of Probability failed, and Serres prevented the serpent from advancing further. The bloodthirsty spectators, Triss and Edsak, followed suit. Chunqiu coveted refining the Dice of Probability…

Do you all want me to continue writing directly in the next chapter, or do you want me to rewrite each paragraph separately in detail?
(End of this chapter)