Mystery: Becoming a Creator Through the Doorway

An Ruowang noticed Audrey's rare embarrassment and, unexpectedly, found it somewhat amusing, so he casually explained:

"Those occult knowledge items aren't that expensive."

Part of that £30,000 was to buy my friendship; to be precise, it was a favor I could do within my means.

Even if you wanted to buy it now, it would cost more than this price. Information and investments are time-sensitive, and I'm sure you understand that.

"Is that so..."

Faced with An Ruowang's smile, which was not malicious at all, Audrey, who had just lost her composure, felt her face and ears getting hot.

However, because of An Ruowang's smile, she felt the atmosphere became more relaxed, and the relationship between the two of them became a little closer.

Even those who are extraordinary seem to be no different from ordinary people in this respect.

Then, Audrey remembered the stimulation and fright the other person had just given her.

Mr. Aleister seems to have a slightly cunning side.

"Then, if I want to acquire this knowledge...?" Audrey looked at An Ruowang tentatively.

"Knowledge is something that's hard to price."

Thinking about this, An Ruowang did indeed have a headache.

The names and abilities of the 22 pathways, the characteristics gained after promotion, and the power to control them.

Collecting this kind of information is neither particularly difficult nor particularly easy.

It's unfair whether the price is set too low or too high.

Setting the price too low would inevitably make An Ruowang feel uncomfortable. He didn't want to do anything that would make him uncomfortable or cause him distress.

But if the price is set too high, it would be taking advantage of the other party, and not only would Audrey feel uncomfortable, but he would also feel equally uncomfortable.

Greed for such petty gains—what kind of behavior is that? It's utterly disgraceful.

If you're really going to be greedy, you should aim for something big; this kind of thing is pointless.

Furthermore, this is something that must be considered if you want to maintain a friendly relationship in the long term.

Putting yourself in someone else's shoes, empathizing with them, that's something you learn in elementary school.

After thinking for a moment, An Ruowang simply offered a similar, friendly price:

"Let's say 100 pounds for one route, plus 200 pounds for a Sequence 9 potion recipe, that's 2400 pounds in total, how about that? Oh, and also, please help me find a way to legally and reasonably avoid taxes."

"Can."

Audrey felt that £2400 was perfectly acceptable.

There are 22 paths in total, and a Sequence 9 potion recipe only costs 200 pounds?

So cheap!

Tax avoidance is even easier for her, given that she has a father who is a big banker.

"But how can I be sure that the recipe you gave me is authentic?" Audrey asked her final question.

Generally speaking, potion recipes are rarely traded if this cannot be confirmed.

What should I do if I bought a counterfeit product?

Not only would I be swindled out of my money, but what if I ate a potion made according to this fake formula and died...?

An Ruowang said disdainfully:

"I won't give up my stable life in Backlund for such a small amount of money. If you don't trust me, you can refuse this deal. I don't need the money at all; I just find you more agreeable."

"Then I'm all set."

Audrey chose to believe him, after all, this was the only chance she could have at the moment.

Moreover, judging from his appearance alone, she didn't think he was a fraudster, and she was willing to trust him to a certain extent.

Now that the deal was done, An Ruowang had Glelint bring out the notes he had taken earlier, and Audrey read and copied them, while also checking and filling in any gaps in Glelint's work.

As for the tarot gathering, Audrey, who is illiterate in occultism, will ask about everything. But what about Klein, who is also illiterate in occultism and knows nothing about this world?

Only God knows.

Hopefully, Klein can keep his composure.

Let Klein suffer, I'll bear the blame!

After a while, Audrey, having completed her basic education in occultism, found herself struggling with making a choice.

Among the options available to her, the sleepless, the lawyer, the fortune teller, the reader, the audience, and the pharmacist all seemed quite good.

However, the apothecary has already been chosen by Grylls.

Considering that the diversity of extraordinary individuals in the circle can complement each other, pharmacists can also be ruled out, but the remaining ones are still difficult to choose from.

Audrey looked at An Ruowang with her pitiful eyes, as if seeking help:

"Mr. Aleister, do you have any suggestions?"

"I don't like making choices for people or giving advice on such life-changing decisions. It's a thankless and foolish thing to do."

An Ruowang resolutely refused: "If the other party goes well or succeeds in the future, that's fine, 'it must be because of my own hard work.'"

However, if the other person encounters setbacks or failures and regrets it, but lacks the courage and ability to take responsibility for their mistakes, they will turn around and blame you for making the choices and giving advice to them.

"It's all your fault. If only I hadn't listened to you, I would definitely be successful now." Just thinking about things like that makes me want to vomit.

In the end, An Ruowang's expression revealed undisguised disgust and revulsion.

"I totally agree!"

Audrey nodded vigorously at An Ruowang.

She recalled some of her past experiences and felt a deep connection to his words.

"It would be best if you could understand, Miss Audrey," An Ruowang shrugged. "So, please make your own choice."

Even if Audrey doesn't choose the audience, it doesn't matter to him; he's actually completely indifferent.

"this……"

Audrey, having returned from empathy to the act of making her own choice, suddenly became troubled again.

This feeling of having to choose a path, if we were to draw an analogy, is like a high school student who has studied in the ivory tower for more than ten years and is basically completely out of touch with society. After the college entrance examination scores are released, they are faced with thousands of majors and an unpredictable future, but they have to make a choice that can affect their future. That feeling of confusion and fear.

Although sometimes it may seem nagging and unnecessary, the experience and reminders from those who have been there are indeed indispensable.

Human society itself is built upon the experience and foundations accumulated by our predecessors, and it will continue to develop and progress in this manner.

Audrey had no choice but to turn to An Ruowang for help once again:

"Mr. Aleister, I swear to the goddess, whatever the final outcome, I will never shirk responsibility or blame you for the mistake. Please give me some advice!"

Actually, if she could, Audrey would like to buy all the potion recipes and then choose them slowly.

Even as a family legacy, it can leave more room for choice for the descendants of the Hall family who want to become extraordinary.

However, this idea is clearly somewhat offensive.

"Is that so..."

An Ruowang remained noncommittal: "Then let's go with the audience. According to the records, the audience's potion tastes relatively good; it's sweet."

The new information he provided became a strong reason for Audrey's choice of audience.

After all, they were originally extraordinary individuals driven by interest, so it's normal for them not to want to endure hardship.

Now that Audrey had made her choice, An Ruowang wrote down the recipe for the audience's potion and handed it to her.

The recipe for the audience's potion:

主材料为一对成年曼哈尔鱼的眼睛和35毫升羊角黑鱼的血液；辅助材料为80毫升纯水、5滴秋水仙精华、13克牛齿芍药粉末、7瓣精灵花。

Afterwards, they chatted for a while, exchanging some occult knowledge, mainly some precautions for making potions, and the reason why ordinary people find it difficult to use divination and ritual magic is due to insufficient spirituality, etc. It was quite pleasant.

Even though she wasn't an audience member, Audrey had high emotional intelligence, knew how to avoid making hurtful remarks, and was also very pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that it was almost time and she had nothing else to do, An Ruowang decided to leave.

"It's getting late, so I'll take my leave now. I have things to do tonight."

Audrey glanced at the several colorful handkerchiefs and scarves in An Ruowang's suit pocket and realized something:

"Mr. Aleister, have a pleasant evening."

An Ruowang noticed the subtle changes in her eyes and tone, and casually corrected her:

"No, it's a secret gathering of extraordinary friends."