After Eli Walker horizontally compared the basic values of the Sea King and Spectator, his mouth twitched slightly. Was the Storm pathway really that strong in the early stages?
He started at Sequence 5, so he hadn't really thought much about how low-Sequence Beyonders fought.
No, that's not right. The Storm pathway isn't just strong in the early stages; it's always strong.
A certain dual-Pathway true god, wielding the profane slate and herding the Uniqueness of Error, didn't gain much advantage even in his first challenge against the Elf King.
So, the problem is still due to the Shame of the Tyrant?
What do you think, Lord Of Storms?!
When Eli Walker thought of the Lord of Storms, who was still scuttling sideways like a crab during the Age of Strife, he felt a sense of unappreciated talent and being born at the wrong time.
The old pigeon, Storm, occupying his position and suppressing newcomers, was quite vexing.
"We can invite this esteemed gentleman to witness our transaction."
"Once you obtain the Ghost Shark's blood, I will give you an address."
Alger instinctively learned how to fleece "the Fool."
"Sir, may I?"
This Sequence 8 Folk of Rage stood up and requested of the gentleman seated at the head of the table.
"Sir, may I?"
"How should we address you?"
Audrey also rose, slightly lifting her skirt, and performed a standard curtsy.
Eli Walker, who was sharing everything he saw and heard at the Tarot Club with his past self in the Age of Strife through the crimson star, was only slightly stunned before the other two stood up.
This crimson star connected Eli Walker to the two eras, maintaining the synchronization of his consciousness and thoughts.
Eli Walker silently looked at Klein, feeling it wasn't his business. Then he saw "Klein" lightly tap the long bronze table with his finger, giving sufficient pressure, then withdrew his hand, interlaced his fingers, rested his chin on them, and said in a measured tone:
"You may call me..."
A natural pause.
"The Fool."
Eli Walker witnessed the entire process. He withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyelids, and looked down to admire the strange patterns on the long bronze table...
Hmm, the design of these patterns is really nice, like waves, with an elven style...
"The Fool?" x2
The simple title stirred ripples in Audrey and Alger's hearts. They inexplicably associated it with mysterious, powerful, and bizarre—these positive adjectives.
I'm also a Sage.
Eli Walker's lips twitched. The more he looked at the patterns on the long bronze table, the more pleasing they became.
"A small matter."
"You may continue."
Facing their respectful requests, "the Fool" gestured with his right hand and responded with a smile.
Alger sat back down and looked at Audrey, saying:
"The address is Pelican Street, White Rose District, Pritz Harbor, the 'Warrior and Sea' bar."
"Tell the owner there that this is the goods the Captain wants."
"Once I confirm it, I will mail you the potion formula you desire."
Alger said, glancing at Eli Walker.
"You can tell her directly here. I know the Spectator's potion formula; I'm just too lazy to sell it."
Eli Walker waved his hand. He had eaten the brain of a Mind Dragon, with spices and sea salt, and it tasted like his hometown's tofu pudding.
"With Mr. Fool as a witness, I really do know it."
Eli Walker added.
Klein was startled but still nodded. Of course, he couldn't refuse, because he also wanted to hear the Spectator's potion formula.
Whether Eli Walker truly knew it or pretended to know it, Klein didn't care. Anyway, after this gathering, they wouldn't have any further interaction.
"With Mr. Fool as witness, I will definitely fulfill the agreement. Even if I can't get the Ghost Shark's blood, I will compensate you with an equivalent amount of gold pounds."
Audrey followed up.
She always learned quickly.
Although Alger wanted to wait until he received the goods before revealing the formula, given the current situation, he couldn't continue to delay. So, he simply said:
"Main ingredients: the eye of an adult Manhar fish, 35 ml of horn black fish blood."
"Auxiliary ingredients: 80 ml of purified water, 5 drops of autumn crocus essence, 13 grams of ox-tooth peony powder, 7 petals of elf flower."
"Preparing the potion is very simple. Just add them in the order I tell you. The order is..."
"For main ingredients, it's better to have less than too much. For auxiliary ingredients, a little less is fine."
"80 ml of purified water, 5 drops of globe daffodil essence..."
Audrey recited while recalling, with Alger assisting. The young girl quickly memorized the correct order for preparing the potion.
To Eli Walker, who preferred eating raw, a potion formula that required auxiliary ingredients to be precise down to milliliters was not suitable for their elves.
Perhaps even the Sanguine would shake their heads at an Apothecary's potion formula?
Eli Walker saw the young girl softly reciting it over and over. He felt as if he was seeing his past self acting as a repeater, and he took over, saying:
"Potion preparation isn't that complicated. Just throw in the main and auxiliary ingredients. The key is to relax your mind and meditate after taking the potion."
"Meditation is also very simple. The simplest meditation is to close your eyes. You can imagine yourself as a painter, imagine using spirituality as a brush to draw the contours of your facial features. The key is to guide spirituality. If you can't draw, you must have other hobbies."
Eli Walker casually offered guidance.
"I have a dedicated painting teacher, and my works have been praised by my teacher."
Audrey was a little secretly pleased. Painting was her strong suit, and she never expected that being good at painting could also help her become a Beyonder.
"Then I wish you an early collection of the necessary potion materials and becoming a true Beyonder."
Eli Walker blessed her.
"Thank you again for your guidance."
Audrey smiled. She looked at the Fool, her eyes sparkling with some anticipation, and said:
"Mr. Fool, do you mind having a few more attempts like this?"
Well done!
Eli Walker applauded in his heart.
He also wanted to try whether the rituals of sacrifice and bestowal could directly reach the Fourth Epoch!
How could "the Fool's" attempts stop here?
"Mr. Fool, perhaps we can help you accomplish some trivial matters at certain times."
Alger followed up with a suggestion.
In his opinion, rather than being so unclear and potentially being pulled into this mysterious space again at any time, it was better to be proactive and try to use this opportunity to gain some benefits.
"I think your attempt hasn't been completely successful yet."
Eli Walker said, looking at "the Fool."
He was very much looking forward to subsequent attempts.
Facing the requests of the three, Klein pondered.
He had already freeloaded a potion formula, and even if he refused their suggestions, there would be no loss.
It's just that the main ingredients for those two potions seemed to be deep-sea creatures, and he had no way of obtaining them.
He had already obtained a potion formula in this first gathering. What if he held a few more? Wouldn't he be able to get more?
"Mr. Fool" chuckled and said:
"Your suggestion interests me somewhat."
"I am someone who likes equivalent exchange; I won't let you help me unconditionally."
"Every Monday, at three in the afternoon."
"I will hold a gathering."