Chapter 273: Handing Out A Formula

Wednesday night, five minutes to eight. In an alley behind Bravehearts

Bar.

Klein circled around for a while based on his memories before finally

finding the house with the dark candlelights.

He was disguised today in a grayish-blue worker's uniform, cap, and a

beard so that no one would connect him to the guy who had tried his luck

by buying Black Snake's item.

*It would be best if Eye of Wisdom and the Apothecary don't recognize

me.* Otherwise, a newbie who had relied on luck to become a

Beyonder and was able to come up with several potions after a week would

definitely be suspicious. Klein put his hands in his pockets and felt

for Azik's copper whistle, the ordinary tarot cards, and the charms he

had replenished.

His uniform was specially modified by a tailor. There were many small

pockets with metal bottles filled with herbs powder and extract essence.

After taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling, Klein took out the metal

mask that could only cover half his face and finished the first step to

his disguise.

Following that, he used the Clown's ability to control his facial

expression and his physical tics, as well as his gait while numbing his

facial nerves. He wanted to be vastly different from his previous self.

*However, I'm not sure what Eye of Wisdom relies on to recognize people.

This is all I can do. Sigh, if only I was already a Faceless... But if

that's the case, I wouldn't need to join such low-level Beyonder

gatherings...* Klein stood outside the door in silence for a few

seconds. He then raised his right hand and knocked on the door, seven

hard knocks and one light one, with six long pauses and one short pause

in between.

Almost without waiting, the small wooden board on the door was silently

pulled open, and an eye appeared behind it. It examined the visitor from

head to toe.

Two or three seconds later, the door creaked open and Eye of Wisdom's

attendant handed a hooded black robe to Klein.

Klein maintained his emotionless state as he quickly put on the robe and

pulled down his hood, letting the shadows cover his face.

On the way to the living room, he deliberately took steps he wasn't used

to and tried his hardest to eliminate the awkwardness.

There was only one candle in the dark and silent room and quite a number

of members at the gathering. Klein didn't choose a corner like the

previous time. Instead, he sat on a high stool right in the center.

In short, he wanted everything about his external appearance and

behavior to be completely different from the previous two times!

And it was precisely due to his identity as a Clown that gave him this

domain of expertise, allowing him to reflect his own body into his mind

and gain fundamental control over it.

The living room was so silent that it appeared frozen. Time passed by,

and finally, Eye of Wisdom looked at the clock on the wall and said in

his ancient voice, "It's time. Let's begin. We don't need to wait for

our late friends."

Just as he finished his sentence, Klein immediately said with a hoarse

voice, "I want to sell potion formulas.

"They are Sequence 9 Bard and Sequence 8 Light Suppliant from the Church

of the Eternal Blazing Sun.

"The former is 220 pounds and the latter is 450 pounds."

This was the most suitable plan that he could come up with after much

consideration. The Spectator and the Telepathist potions were related to

the Psychology Alchemists, a secret organization that was still active

in Backlund in the Loen Kingdom. If he recklessly produced them, he

might attract their attention. And the Church of Eternal Blazing Sun was

blocked out by the Church of Storms, so the corresponding Beyonders

rarely appeared in Backlund and could do very little. Therefore, it was

an extremely safe choice.

The potion of the Seer pathway involved Klein himself, and he certainly

didn't want to reveal his characteristics.

After having experienced so many battles and watched so many battles

with Beyonders, he gradually came to understand something. It was that

below the high Sequences, Beyonders of different pathways had their own

characteristics which didn't overlap. That was to say, each of them had

their own strengths and weaknesses, and their strengths and weaknesses

were all very obvious. The strengths were indeed strong, and the

weaknesses were indeed weak.

For example, the Spectator pathway lacked the ability to fight in actual

combat, but if they were ignored and were unconsciously misled, then no

matter how strong an opponent's combat skills were, it was possible for

them to die without knowing why. A clear example would be Hurricane Vice

Admiral Qilangos, who clearly possessed the mystical item "Creeping

Hunger" and had an overall combat strength of a Sequence 5, but he still

died in a rather inexplicable manner. Most of this was thanks to Azik,

but one couldn't dismiss the role of the Spectator.

Due to the fact that the majority of the Beyonder jobs below the high

Sequence had distinct characteristics and obvious weaknesses with weak

bodies, if one could conceal one's strengths and understand the

situation of their enemies beforehand, it wasn't impossible for them to

defeat someone stronger. In extreme cases, there was still a very small

chance of a Sequence 9 killing a Sequence 5.

Of course, this was a perfect hypothesis, but in reality, it was almost

impossible. Sequence 5 was already considered strong, and the

corresponding Beyonder powers could be considered miraculous. Strengths

could effectively cover up weaknesses, but before reaching Sequence 6,

it was very difficult to cause any effect on them.

On the other hand, many of the Beyonders below high Sequences were very

afraid of being attacked by a group, even if their opponents were all

below their own Sequence. This was because once one became flustered,

their attempts to avoid a fault would lead to failure of another. Their

weaknesses could lead to fatal outcomes.

These problems were why Shepherds were ranked first below high

Sequences. They were so all-rounded that if they combined and matched

their Beyonder powers well enough, they would almost have zero

shortcomings.

*After I advance to the Sequence 7, I'll have all sorts of magical

Beyonder powers. Then, even if I encounter a Sequence 6, I'll be able to

contend against them for a while, and I might even be able to win... If

I encounter a Sequence 5, there might still be a chance of escaping...

As his thoughts raced, Klein looked around, waiting for someone to

speak.*

*If Bard and Light Suppliant can't be sold, then I can only go for

second best and consider selling Spectator and Telepathist. In

consideration of Beyonder Characteristics Indestructibility and

Conservation... The formula of my own pathway definitely shouldn't be

sold. The Witch pathway wouldn't as well, for it would lead to many

tragic cases. Whether it's Instigator or Witch, they're the type that

necessitates committing evil deeds...* Klein was a little

nervous, but his face remained expressionless as he waited.

"Actually, I can consider buying it." At that moment, the chubby

Apothecary laughed. "I can also accept another apprentice and give him

these two formulas, making him specialize in praying for light to shine

on my herbs. Perfect! How extravagant!"

His words broke the momentary silence in the room. A man in the corner,

who had his hood pulled very low, spoke in a deliberately sharp voice,

"Perhaps I can give it to my child. At least it's stronger than my

Sequence."

"Sequence 9, 200 pounds, Sequence 8, 400 pounds; if you agree, we have a

deal."

*To be able to take out 600 pounds at one go means he's quite rich.

That's enough to buy a house in Tingen City...* Klein pretended

to think, looked at the other members at the gathering, and observed

their reactions.

Noticing that no one had the urge to raise the price, and that the other

party's bid had reached his bottom line, Klein thought for a while and

said, "I'll tag on an additional request: you cannot sell these two

formulas in this gathering, but you are free to do as you wish

elsewhere."

The man said sharply, "Alright, Mr. Eye of Wisdom will bear witness."

Klein didn't know how to prove that the formula was real, but he didn't

want to ask as it would expose the fact that he hadn't participated in

many gatherings. Therefore, he silently pulled up his robe and took out

the two potion formulas he had written long ago and handed it to an

attendant beside him.

The attendant didn't walk to the corner. Instead, he went to the single

sofa in the center and handed the folded paper over to the Eye of

Wisdom.

The old gentleman spread out the paper and, without taking an extra look

at it, placed it on a small round table beside him.

Then, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his right palm. From his

pocket, he took out a ring inlaid with many tiny diamonds.

This ring was complicated and exquisite in design. In the middle of the

ring was a dark green gem that looked like an eye. Just by looking at it

from a distance, Klein felt his head swell and his body turn

uncomfortable; it was just like back when he was taking his math

examination.

Eye of Wisdom solemnly wore the ring on his right middle finger and then

closed his eyes, as if he was preparing something.

Suddenly, the emerald-green gem on the ring bloomed with a resplendent

golden color which was as bright as the sun.

Eye of Wisdom quickly extended his right hand and let the gem touch the

potion formula written by Klein.

The rays of golden light became purer until they eventually turned into

a holographic projection.

"Authentic and effective!" Eye of Wisdom announced in a low voice. He

immediately removed the ring from his finger, not daring to wear it for

another second.

*His tone sounds just like a notary... That ring is the most prized item

in Mr. Eye of Wisdom's collection, Sealed Artifact 2-081? It emulates

the powers of a Notary?* Klein watched on thoughtfully, feeling

a little covetous.

After the "notarization," the deal was quickly concluded, and Klein

received a thick wad of cash, all in ten-pound notes.

After counting the bills three times, he didn't fold and put them in his

pocket. Instead, he held them in the palm of his hand and waited for an

opportunity to spend them.

He planned on observing for a moment to ensure that there was nothing he

needed before speaking again to mention his desire to purchase things.

At that moment, the Apothecary looked around and said, "I brought a few

bottles of sedatives."

He really brought it? I've already forgotten all about it...

In order to be different from his past self, Klein could only pretend

that he wasn't around.

After shouting a few times and seeing that there was no response, the

Apothecary muttered, "That guy didn't come this time? Maybe he's dead

somewhere."

*Thank you for your 'blessings'... But it's delightful that you failed

to recognize me...* Klein heaved a sigh of relief

The Apothecary habitually asked for Spring of the Elves marrow crystals

again, but it was in vain as usual.

Moments after he shut up, a woman whose face was completely shrouded by

her hood said with two boxes at her feet, "I have two weapons with

Beyonder effects."

*This must be the lady who sold the inscribed steel sword the last time,

right? My spirituality instincts as a Seer tells me that... she has

another two similar weapons? Backing her is some Beyonder armament

organization, right... Well, maybe she has an Artisan behind her, also

known as Sequence 6 of the Machinery Specialist and Savant

pathway...* Klein looked over with anticipation.

He had agreed to give The Sun a Beyonder weapon worth 500 to 700 pounds,

which could effectively his combat ability. He didn't promise the

specific type and characteristics, so long as it was similar and could

be used, he could buy it. In any case, the Sun wasn't picky about it.