Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

Joyce, who opened the box, no longer doubted it.

He saw a pair of pale fish eyes, very penetrating and emitting a strange light, compared to the normal red blood.

In addition, there was a note inside, with completely unfamiliar handwriting on it: a pair of eyes of an adult manhal fish, and thirty-five milliliters of blood from a black horned fish.

This is a recipe for knowing the audience.

Deterrence, or a friendly reminder?

Before knowing whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, there will always be two diametrically opposite directions of understanding of a matter.

In addition, no matter whether it is an enemy or a friend, they all urgently need me to become a Beyonder. These two materials are proof... Thinking of this, Joyce suddenly realized that if he waited until he got the "Instigator" formula before buying , will it be so easy to get the main ingredient of the potion?

I feel like I lost a million dollars!

Many times, such things as luck and fate are really unpredictable, such as Miss Maid...Joyce said complicatedly:

"I think you should choose the 'monster' path now."

Sophia was wondering why she was called to the laboratory. Hearing this, she subconsciously recalled the mystic knowledge gained in recent days:

"The way to control luck, why?"

Joyce looked up to the sky and sighed, "Because your luck is so good!"

"come here."

Joyce waved at her, and the maid obediently walked to his side. Seeing the two materials on the test bench, she dazzled for two seconds and said in surprise:

"This is the main ingredient of the spectator potion!"

"Didn't you say that extraordinary materials are difficult to obtain?"

"That's why I say you are lucky."

Joyce was heartbroken for another second, and soon returned to normal, and said seriously:

"Get ready to join the brutal world of the Extraordinary."

On the laboratory bench, Joyce began to prepare the potion, adding 80 ml of distilled pure water, 5 drops of colchicum essence, 13 grams of bovine peony powder, and 7 petals of elf flowers.

These materials are very common, and some are even used as medicinal materials, and they are easily available.

After adding all the auxiliary materials, the liquid in the beaker becomes colored, and finally add the eyes of adult Manhal fish and 35ml blood of black horned fish.

The complete "spectator" potion is silvery white, viscous, has a mercury texture, and is constantly bubbling.

It seems that all the potions will bubble after the configuration is completed, what is this? The only regular event in the mysterious world?

Joyce was a little excited after successfully mixing the potion himself. This feeling was like buying his beloved figure in the previous life.

"Remember what I taught you?"

Sophia nodded heavily: "Use meditation to control spirituality..."

Then, she took the potion and drank it down.

From Joyce's perspective, it can be clearly observed that the maid first frowned tightly, and then opened her eyes, with a faint golden flash in her pupils.

"How does it feel?" he asked.

Sophia quietly appreciates the extraordinary ability brought by the potion, which can help her keep full of energy at all times, and the whole world seems to become clear before her eyes.

Joyce's appearance was reflected in the deep pupils. Now she can observe something different from usual. Mr. Baron seems a little nervous, but also a little relieved, and finally shows a sense of satisfaction.

With the help of the "audience" ability, Sophia found that she seemed to be able to accurately observe other people's hearts, emotions and thoughts.

Joyce noticed the state of the maid, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to block her sight:

"Try not to observe me, you can observe other people."

"The entire human world is the biggest stage, and everyone plays their own role in it. Although the 'audience' is destined not to be the protagonist, it will help you become the most popular one."

"The communication between people is the most worth observing. There is a dance tonight, you and I will go to it, and use the ability of 'audience' to help me find out some things."

Sophia exited the "spectator" state, and the novelty has not faded, so she happily agreed.

…………

Senator North lives on Conston Street, which is closer to Governor Bayam's mansion.

Riding an exquisite four-wheeled carriage and following social etiquette, Joyce stepped on the spot to attend the ball, and saw Senator North and his wife greet him from the front.

Congressman North looked to be in his fifties or sixties, but in fact he was only forty years old. His wife was a mixed race of Ruen and Rorsted, and her appearance and figure were well maintained.

Perhaps it is because of his wife that Congressman North maintains such a naive political opinion.

Joyce stepped forward quickly and said:

"Mr. North, I am very glad to be invited by you, and I am sorry that I am a little late."

Then, he took North's wife's hand and kissed it:

"Your brilliance lights up the night."

Finally, he took a gift box from Sophia:

"This is a small gift I brought from the manor, please accept it."

Congressman North took the gift box and said with a smile on his face:

"I hope tonight's dance can bring you a good mood."

"That's exactly what I was looking for."

After exchanging business compliments, Joyce entered the hall, where soothing piano music was playing, and all kinds of guests were chatting together in twos and threes. He took a glass of red wine and looked at the crowd around him with a smile on his face.

Councilor North has a relatively close relationship with the Rorsted people, so many dark-skinned locals were invited to the ball. Most of them are descendants of the original native chiefs and princes, and now occupy Rorsted's middle-level management positions.

For example, the Chief of the Bayam Police Department, he took the initiative to chat with Joyce, pretending to inadvertently talk about a policeman named Dean, and praised him.

Joyce naturally understood the tentative meaning in his words, and said half-truthfully:

"The growth of young people is inseparable from the encouragement and support of the elders. I still often recall the many teachings my father taught me."

The police chief hurriedly echoed: "You are right. Ten years ago, I had the honor to carry out a mission under the leadership of Mr. William, and I am still deeply impressed..."

Joyce was bored listening to his approach, and suddenly saw a familiar face, pulled away and said:

"Sorry, I saw a friend, I'll go say hello."

The police chief knew nothing about it, he had already got the answer he wanted, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: What kind of shit luck did this Dean have to get into the eyes of a baron.

In a few words, Dean's future in the police station has become bright, this is the class distinction... Joyce also felt emotional in his heart.

He didn't just make excuses to get away, but saw Charlie, who was following behind a middle-aged man in military uniform, exchanging greetings with others from time to time.

The middle-aged man is Charlie's father, a former rear admiral.

"Mr. Plank, nice to meet you." Joyce walked up to greet him.

"I'm also very glad that you cheered up." Plank looked it up and down, and said after a while.

Joyce laughed at himself:

"That's the price of growth."

Plank clinked a glass with him, and said to Charlie behind him:

"Seeing that you are also a little annoying, let's come here today."

Charlie smiled and did not refute:

"Then I can go."