Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 399 Magnetic Field Minions Alger

Klein looked at his hands and felt something was off.

Previously in "The Travels of Groselle", the feel of teleporting with Alger always felt strange.

It's like if teleporting someone else is just like teleporting intestines, then teleporting Alger is like sending intestine sashimi with small toppings. It feels like something's blocking my view.

Moreover, compared to their first meeting, Klein felt that Alger seemed to have grown taller and stronger.

But Klein was concerned about Alger's own progress and didn't think much of it.

"Is there a problem?" Alger noticed Klein's strange behavior.

"No, no." Klein shook his head, not revealing his true thoughts, which felt rather disrespectful.

Padma asked, "I remember, didn't Serres give you a book on 'Magnetic Field Rotation'? How's your practice going?"

“Yes,” Alger nodded, “it’s still in the electric-driven stage.”

"Oh." Padmon nodded thoughtfully.

Oh, it's just a small fry from the magnetic field.

During their interaction, Klein appeared nonchalant but was actually observing his surroundings with unusual caution.

He found the place extremely quiet; there were no birdsong, wolf howls, or even insect chirps, giving it a deathly stillness.

Klein raised his hand and threw a handful of candies forward.

The candy beans fell to the ground and immediately transformed into beetles that flew deep into the forest.

Alger noticed Klein's actions and seemed to guess what Klein was feeling. He raised the lantern, illuminating the overgrown path ahead, which revealed a natural trail marked with animal tracks, and said, "The nights here are different from the days."

"If you come during the day, it's quite lively here, and you can even see some bird creatures that only exist in myths and legends flying in the sky above the forest."

“But at night, the power that dominates this place seems to change, and many extraordinary species will hide away and wait for dawn.”

“They might be sleeping,” Padmo offered her opinion. “If there’s human intervention on this island, then the animals’ routines are likely to be altered by the habits of the person interfering.”

This was a perspective Alger hadn't considered. He paused for two seconds, then nodded in agreement.

Mr. Hanged Man had been here more than once, and had at least one visit during the day and one at night... Klein nodded silently, saying nothing more.

Padma felt a little bored, wagged its tail, but didn't make a sound.

She was extremely timid and afraid of trouble.

I just had a gut feeling... that I might be able to get a Sequence 5 potion today.

Alger thought for two seconds, then pointed ahead: "We'll follow this path into the Black Forest, always moving forward until we reach that ancient ruin whose exact age is unknown..."

At this moment, Alger's ears twitched twice, but he seemed to have no reaction and continued speaking to himself:

"Along the way, we will hunt down any extraordinary creatures that we are capable of dealing with. If we kill one alone, all the corresponding materials will belong to the killer. If we cooperate, you will keep the harvest. After we leave here, we will distribute them in a round-robin manner, and the priority and number of times to choose will be adjusted according to the specific contributions made."

He didn't rush into action, but first clarified the route and allocation plan to avoid disagreements and conflicts during the exploration. At that point, he knew he certainly couldn't defeat Gehrman Sparrow. This would not only hinder the exploration but also pose a significant challenge to survival itself.

Klein's attention was slightly diverted by a few candy beetles. He paused for a few seconds before raising his right hand, adjusting his half-high silk hat, and chuckled in a low voice, "No problem."

I'll keep the loot from our cooperative kills... Mr. Hanged Man is quite sincere...

Alger secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Our main purpose this time is to explore that ancient ruin. Any gains along the way are secondary. Once we finish exploring, it's best to leave directly without going to other areas or taking other routes."

"As for when you want to come and which area you want to go to after that, that's all up to you and you can decide for yourself."

Klein's lips curled slightly upwards, his expression taking on a sinister air in the darkness: "You're overthinking it."

"In today's exploration, we will either encounter no danger or we will encounter the danger of angels."

"Neither of them requires any caution."

The former is unnecessary, the latter cannot be avoided.

Alger shifted his gaze to Padma, the cat perched on Klein's shoulder, and roughly understood what Klein meant.

Lucky? Well, let's put it another way...

Padmaw nodded in agreement: "Boss Gehrman's mental illness has just been cured, and he won't relapse for a while."

Klein's brow twitched.

It's true, but what you're saying sounds so strange...

“I am a polite person.” Klein pressed down on Padmon’s head. “It is impolite to stay too long when visiting someone’s home for the first time. So I will not explore further.”

"Is it polite to kill your master and take away their extraordinary traits?" Padmon asked.

“Of course, this is cleaning,” Klein replied matter-of-factly.

These two guys' way of thinking and their logic are completely different from normal people... No wonder they're called mad adventurers. Alger thought to himself, then picked up the lantern and stepped forward in the dim, crimson shadows, leading the way:

"Let's go."

Alger's steps were very light, but the light emitted by the lantern in his hand was much brighter than that of a normal lantern, which was obviously very unusual.

Moreover, if you listen carefully, you can hear a "creaking" sound coming from the lantern.

Is this some extraordinary item created by Alger using the extraordinary abilities of a "Wastelander"? Won't it explode...?

Klein lagged slightly behind, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, walking beside Alger as if on a picnic, but always maintaining a certain distance from the lantern in Alger's hand, keeping Alger between himself and the lantern.

Padmaw climbed onto Klein's other shoulder, shielding him in front of her, with two people between them.

Defense is coming!

(End of this chapter)