Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 575 Arrival in Calderon City

Klein grasped the doorknob, twisted it, and pushed it open, then entered.

Deep within the spirit realm, beyond the thin mist concealing the city of Calderon, Klein, who had already completed his ascension, appeared.

The scene before him was no different from other parts of the spirit world. Rich and vivid colors overlapped, and a thin mist permeated some places. In various dark depths, pairs of eyes moved away one after another, not daring to look directly at this "mysterious servant" who had completely digested the magic potion at birth.

Klein didn't spare a single glance for those spirit creatures.

He simply stretched out his palms, feeling the new abilities he had just gained.

Whether it's the Ethereal Ghost or the Mysterious Servant, I'm already familiar with these abilities, so there's nothing more to say.

As his own Fool's Mask appeared on his face, Klein felt a new ability within him.

Sure enough, I can also possess the abilities of a useless scholar, which means that I will inevitably become a useless scholar in the future.

First, useless scholars can create a large number of seemingly useless and absurd spells.

Simply put, he can only do what he is "capable of doing".

For example, if he could make a stone float by some means, then he could make the stone float directly without using that ability.

But just as Klein could not kill the Fallen Mother Goddess no matter what, the "useless scholar" could not create any spells that could affect the Fallen Mother Goddess.

Second, useless scholars possess eyes that can analyze everything in the world.

He can learn extraordinary abilities to be analyzed; he can make the analyzed world absurd, distorted, and incomprehensible; he can see through the course of all things in the world and become an 'omniscient' being to a certain extent.

Of course, it is also limited by the amount of spiritual and divine reserves.

Third, it is the most core ability of a useless scholar.

It is creation at will, creating everything one imagines based on one's own knowledge.

He can make pencils that can tell stories; put a few together and they can put on a great show of heroes defeating the apocalyptic monster. He can also forge cleaning machines that can dance, so that the moment they begin their dance, the floor that has just been cleaned is covered in dust again.

This is the embodiment of the authority of "childlike fun".

In the hands of useless scholars, knowledge has no chance of bringing prosperity and a future.

To useless scholars, knowledge is nothing more than mud in the hands of a child. No matter how the children mold it into an ugly or beautiful form, as long as it brings smiles, all efforts will be rewarded.

This is the "useless scholar," the ability that Klein once described as the "invincible scholar."

"Heh." Klein chuckled.

He seemed to be beginning to understand why this ability was called "useless".

This is not useless in the literal sense, but rather childlike, seemingly "hopeless" in the eyes of the public.

With a soft chuckle, Klein lowered his hand and stepped into the mist before him. Passing through the fog, Klein's eyes revealed a magnificent city that seemed to exist only in myths and legends.

Unlike normal cities, this one doesn't rise upwards but extends in concentric circles towards the end of a deep pit, giving the overall impression of an "inverted mausoleum."

"Hmm...it looks a bit like...a larger bird's nest," Klein commented. "Sure enough, even after becoming a god, the Phoenix Ancestor still couldn't shake some of his habits."

The buildings inside come in all sorts of styles, but they are all equally strange.

Some of them are towering, pale stone pillars, with huge single houses carved out of their tops. Some are long and rectangular, with doors on the roof and no windows. Some are built underground, with a tombstone at the entrance. Some are built with bones, in a messy and disjointed manner.

In this city so quiet it seemed as if the entire city had died, Klein walked at a leisurely pace, looking like an old man taking a stroll in the park after a meal.

Klein glanced at it and caused a faint gray-white mist to appear around him. He directly resisted Calderon's rule of turning all living beings into the dead by relying on the status of "Source Castle".

Becoming a dead person wasn't a particularly negative impact on him; it's just that he disliked that cold and indifferent feeling.

Because the "Miracle Master" possesses the ability to resurrect, having the "Useless Scholar" ability allows one to resurrect directly without ignoring prerequisites.

Therefore, becoming a dead person had no effect on him.

Then he took a step, just one step, and entered the depths of Calderon, which was visible to the naked eye.

This is also the ability of a "useless scholar".

Because battlefield magicians can jump through space, Klein only needs to take one step to teleport without using any extraordinary abilities.

Ignore the process and go straight to the result.

This seems to be a partial manifestation of the power of the absurd.

Klein felt as if he was developing a liking for the abilities of the "useless scholar".

"Of course, it could also be the novelty of just getting a new ability. Even though I can use any ability, I just want to try out the new one." Klein defined the nature of his behavior.

As they ventured deeper into the strange city, none of the various monsters hidden within dared to appear. The aura of the "Source Castle" allowed their survival instincts to overcome their madness and predatory habits.

The deeper Klein went underground, the quieter it became. The strange buildings, though well-preserved, seemed to have been dead for many years, and even their atmosphere had become cold, gloomy, and decaying.

He intuitively believed that once he adapted to this environment and his mind and body became stagnant, he would die little by little in a truly irreversible way.

The closer you get to the ground, the stronger this feeling becomes.

So Klein took out his phone and then conjured a megaphone out of thin air.

“Okay, then let’s listen to… the song of the robin.” Klein nodded, casually opened the playlist that Serres had shared with him, and then amplified the sound with the megaphone. With the addition of his extraordinary ability, the sound was so loud that the entire city of Calderon could hear the song.

(End of this chapter)