Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 345 Go, Mikachu!
Backlund, the sanctuary, a simple guest room.

Klein sat up in bed and stretched vigorously.

Last night, after completing his ascension ceremony, Klein was invited by Ariana to stay in the sanctuary to rest.

Thinking that he could save on a night's accommodation fee, Klein agreed.

He slept very comfortably and seemed to have a dream, but he couldn't remember the specifics of the dream.

All I know is that I woke up feeling completely refreshed, all the fatigue I had been carrying vanished. My recently advanced, scattered and unstable spiritual energy also stabilized, and I even digested 99% of the "Master of Puppets" potion.

Hmm? "Master of Puppetry"?
Klein's somewhat dazed mind suddenly cleared up.

He carefully examined his own body.

Indeed, the "Master of Puppets" potion was extremely difficult to digest, and it was almost completely digested.

Huh? Is Zun Du fake Du?

Klein felt his head buzzing.

He had considered that his prior role-playing might have helped him digest some of the material, but digesting 99% of it in one night was probably a bit far-fetched.

He opened a crack in the air, reached into the theater of domination, touched it, and pulled out a mirror.

He tapped the mirror with his finger, and the mirror immediately became fogged up with a gray mist. Bright red characters appeared on the surface, revealing a sentence: "Good morning, great master. You seem to have had a good rest last night."

Klein asked directly, "Good morning, Arodes. Do you know why my potion was digested so much last night?"

"Oh, great master, you are so kind to me. I only need to answer 'I know' to this question. Well, let me expand on that: I know, and I will show you the reasons. I... may I do that?"

Klein smiled. "Of course."

The fog on the mirror surface immediately dissipated, revealing the image.

Hermes first communicated with several “punishers” who seemed to be from the Church of Storms, helping them heal the pollution and solve their problems.

In the next scene, after returning to the church, the Punishers immediately sent an urgent telegram to the Commander-in-Chief of the Punishers at sea, Sequence Three Sea King Arn Cortman.

When Courtman heard about the information about an "angel on earth," he immediately reported it to headquarters.

In one night, the entire Storm Church, along with the Night Church and the Steam Church, knew about it.

“Ah, this…” Klein hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

Create an angelic doll or avatar, give it an identity, memories, personality, and humanity, and make its image deeply ingrained in people's hearts, so that dozens of demigods or even angels know and acknowledge its existence.

“Hmm…” Klein stroked his chin. “So playing the role of a puppet master is this simple. I’ll write this down and share it with other diviners later. First, you need an angelic puppet…”

He turned to look at Paddo the cat by the bedside: "Paddo, remember to remind me to publish a book later. I want to publish an autobiography describing the role-playing method of the Diviner Sequence. Hmm, let's call it 'My Struggle.' Pen name... let's call it Shampoo."

Padma didn't answer, but wagged its tail, contemplating whether to report it to the church and nip the devil in the bud.

Klein suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have entered the simulated universe last night.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Serres.

Want to make big money: "I don't think I entered the simulated universe last night. Did something happen to you?"

Serres replied to the message instantly.

Sow Prince: "Don't you want to look at what you're saying?"

Sow Prince: "You are in the sanctuary of the Goddess of Night, asking me why I don't enter your dreams?"

"Oh." Klein used the Faceless Man's ability to alter his facial features, turning himself into someone with beady eyes. "It seems so."

"Brother Ke, you're ruining your persona," Pado Meow reminded her. "You're about to become a comedian."

Klein immediately tilted his head back, though he didn't know why he was doing so.

"Yes, that's why I took action."

…………

Backlund, the tavern at the end of the world. At the bar, Xing taps the table less forcefully.

"I want to drink, I want to drink."

“No.” Serres pushed a glass of juice over. “Minors are prohibited from drinking alcohol, and two-year-old babies are even more prohibited.”

"How dare you!" Xing immediately straightened up and slammed her hand on the table. "How dare you speak to a demigod like that?"

She pointed to her phone: "I'm telling you, I went back and finished updating the storyline last night. Now I'm the demigod of Onpharos."

Behind the bar, bartender Amon watched this scene with great interest, repeating, "A demigod?"

“No seats,” Xing proudly raised his head, pointing his thumb to his nose, “the demigod of time.”

Mimi appeared beside Xing, hands on her hips: "Demi...god!"

Amon pushed up his monocle: "Hey, this pink puppy can talk now."

"A little...puppy?" Mimi looked at Amon. "Mimi!"

Mimi uses vulgar language.

This is infuriating! Mimi is going to give Amon an awful nickname.

Mimi transformed into a Haki fan, breathing wildly at Amon.

Serres looked at Mimi who was constantly panting and said to Star, "Hmm, I heard that a lot of Mimi will be released in the next version."

"Yeah, there are just as many stray dogs as there are on the roadside," Xing replied.

"Mi Mi!"

Next, I'm going to kill a real wild dog.

Ah Xing, guess who it is?

“Hey, do you think there might be some light gray-blue ones?” Serres suddenly said.

“Miss Faded Beauty?” Xing thought for a moment. “There might be. After all, I’ve heard there are quite a few.”

"Huh?" Alicia, who was playing with Sharon not far away, turned around in confusion. "Why do I feel like I heard something bad?"

"Is it because Ellie has gained weight?" Sharon said expressionlessly.

"No!"

“I remember Mr. Serres gave me a weighing scale that could be accurate to one ten-thousandth of a milligram,” Sharon said, unusually speaking a few more words.

When Sharon is with Alicia, she becomes more talkative without even realizing it.

"It's already broken."

"Did Ellie break it?"

"certainly not!"

Sharon's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, by a single pixel.

"There can't be 76, can there?" Serres guessed.

"Where did you get this number?" Xing asked curiously.

"Think about it, I reckon the next version will introduce the Book of Mysteries, and we'll need to find 76 Lana Mysteries."

"That's terrible. We might as well ban 76 Silver Wolf accounts."

Seeing that Mimi was still breathing heavily on Amon, Xing suddenly pointed and said, "Go, Mimi, use Mimi Hundred-Fist!"

"Mimi?"

ah? I?
I hit Amon? Really?
(End of this chapter)