Having said that, the landlord was about to leave.
That was why Mozo realized that he had been in the room for the entire morning.
After thanking the landlord, Mozo walked Qi downstairs and then went back to his room.
After tidying up a bit and saying hello to the landlord downstairs, Mozo went straight to school.
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Then Mozo, who was at school, helplessly discovered that he, who used to be just a transparent passerby, actually attracted countless people's curious gazes today.
It seemed that although he had made some efforts yesterday, these guys with excess hormones were still very interested in him because of Audrey.
To be honest, Mozo was very curious. In this era without mobile phones and the Internet, how did these people spread the news so quickly
Could it be that it is because there are no good means of entertainment that people spend all their time on scandals and gossip
Damn it! Are you really considered students of Cromwell University? How can you build a beautiful empire in the future
Fortunately, so far, there has been no brainless villain that is common in Japanese light novels, nor has there been any brainless school bully driving a pickup truck as in American campus dramas.
And in the library, Mozzo successfully waited for Audrey and received a satisfactory answer from her.
Tonight, he can attend the mysterious gathering of extraordinary people!
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According to the plan made in the library, Mozo left the university at dusk and went to the shopping street. After wandering in the crowd for a long time, he hid in a hiding place prepared by Audrey.
It was not until night fell that Mozo changed his clothes and headed for Rock Park.
And successfully found Audrey, who had also changed her clothes, sitting on the third bench in the tulip area of Rock Park.
After they met, Mozo, who remembered Kurt, said to Audrey:
"Is there any way to prevent occult tracking?"
Although Mozo doesn't think Kurt is an official superhuman, it's always better to be cautious.
After hearing this, Audrey waved her hand casually and said:
"Don't worry about that. Our party organizers will set up some useful little tricks in certain areas to block any possible tracking, whether physical or mystical."
"Otherwise, why do you think we have been able to live in peace for so long?"
Mozo heard this and said with confidence:
"That's good."
Audrey nodded in agreement. It was indeed reassuring to have such an organizer.
But she immediately said:
"But this comes at a price. You need to pay him fifty gold pounds at the end of each party!"
Mozo suddenly felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
Is he going to cut production by 50% in an instant after just one day of being generous
But Mozo has no problem paying for safety. But it really hurts!
Fifty pounds! That's fifty pounds!
The amount of black bread that could be exchanged was so much that it couldn’t even fit in a carriage!
But no matter what, Mozo was still looking forward to tonight. Following Audrey, they continued to walk through the relatively quiet downtown area of Sol.
Finally, under Audrey's guidance, Mozzo arrived at a beer hall on the edge of the old town.
Chapter 12 Please Call Me a Fool!
Looking at the beer hall where he had only been when he was working, Mozo thought with some emotion that it was a pity that he couldn't give a speech.
Audrey walked up and knocked regularly on the door of the closed beer hall.
Then the owner's voice came from behind the door:
"We're closed. Please come back tomorrow!"
Audrey counted five numbers in her mind and said:
"But I just want a cocktail with lemon juice."
“No lemon juice.”
After counting five numbers silently, Audrey continued:
"Then give me a cocktail."
“No cocktails either.”
Or count five numbers silently:
"Sugarcane liquor! Then I want sugarcane liquor!"
"No liqueur either."
This time, I recited ten numbers silently:
"There must be an underwater bus, right?"
“We have this.”
Mozzo thought it was over here, but Audrey took him into the dark alley of the apartment building opposite the beer hall.
Then after knocking seven times on an old door that looked like it had never been opened, the door opened.
But there was no one behind it, which could be some kind of extraordinary means, or it could just be a sophisticated physical design.
Passing through the dim and gloomy corridor, Audrey brought Mozzo to a bright room.
Here, the party organizers had prepared two masks and two robes for them early on.
Mozo suddenly asked:
"Why don't you wear a mask when you're on the road? Oh, that would be too conspicuous, right?"
"Yeah, there aren't many people out there at night, and he's wearing a mask. Isn't this obviously an invitation for arrest?"
Audrey put on her mask and robe as if she was familiar with the process, and then urged Mozo.
After that, they passed through another corridor and came to a hall with multiple doors.
Here, several masked men like them had already sat down.
Seeing the appearance of new masks, the others did not show any abnormality.
It seemed that the other party had known of his arrival for a long time.
Mozo made this judgment while observing the scene. At the same time, Mozo also found that the excitement he had been looking forward to when he came to the party had actually dropped a lot at this moment.
It turns out that this is what a gathering of extraordinary people is like.
Immediately, an old voice sounded:
"Newbie, give yourself a code name. That way it will be easier for everyone to call you. By the way, I'm White Dove, and you should know the one next to you, she's Rose. To the left are the flower garden, the river, the apartment, and the cemetery."
"To the right is champagne, cocktails and vodka."
Mozo looked at the names the old man had called out, then pulled out the chair next to Audrey and sat down. He adjusted his mask and said:
"Please call me a fool!"
Just kidding, although the excitement has subsided a lot, but such a secret gathering of extraordinary people is indeed for fools!
It has been decided that the unknown Path of God prepared for me will be renamed the Path of Fools!
Also, dear Miss Audrey, please don't call me Mozzo anymore, call me Mr. Klein Moretti!
Watch, Servant Audrey Hepburn, the Fool's Path to the rise of the one true God is about to take the first great step without your knowledge!
As if infected by Mozo's aura, the others showed a certain degree of emotion after hearing this name.
It seemed as if this title had great magic power. Even Audrey, who knew Mozo inside and out, moved slightly.
This situation made Mozo feel a little strange. Was there something wrong with this name
Soon, the masked man called the cemetery couldn't help but say:
"The Fool in the Tarot card? My friend, I advise you to change it. This one is unlucky."
No, you already call it a cemetery, and you still have the nerve to say that others are unlucky
Audrey on the horse tugged at the corner of Mozo's clothes and said:
"Well, we invited other people to our party before you, and they also used tarot cards as their names. And..."
Mozo was surprised, then looked around. There were other tarot cards, but these people were not here
"Let me confirm. Where are they?"
The old voice paused and then said:
"There were a total of thirty people in our party. The twenty-one people other than us, miraculously, all used the remaining twenty-one major arcana cards of the tarot deck. They all lost them in a very consistent way."
"So, new guy, let's change it."
Thirty people, except for the one called Tarot Card, the other nine were completely fine? The remaining twenty-one were all dead? The only one missing was the Fool, me? ?
Mozo immediately said from the heart:
"Okay, call me Lucky."
The fool's first big step fails, and the fool's path is stillborn.
Hearing this, the others all smiled kindly, and then the old man said:
"Well, you will be Mr. Lucky from now on, and Miss Rose has also told you the rules of our party, right?"
"Yes, no matter where the money comes from, transactions are in cash or equivalent. After the transaction, no one will be held responsible."
The old man nodded, and then said to the others:
"It just so happens that there are new people coming tonight, so I will give you a piece of information for free. It is the ruins I mentioned before. The damn ruins that caused Mr. World and Mr. Hanged Man to unfortunately leave us."
"It is not from the Cromwell period as I predicted before. It is an elven relic from a more distant and ancient time."
"And the official superhumans have already noticed this relic. In the next few months, don't go to Hawke Street in the old city unless you have nothing to do."
"The lackeys of the nobles and the minions of the Queen must be staring at that place!"
In response to this news, everyone else, including Audrey, who aspired to become a noble lady, cursed the noble lackeys. Because in this special zone, they, the wild extraordinary people, have always been the targets of oppression and attack, at least in their opinion.
The old man held his hands in the air, suppressing everyone's curses, and then said:
"Since our gathering place is also in the old city, I plan to hold the gathering next month in the new city. I will inform you of the specific location and contact information later. And if you have anything to exchange, please say it now."
At this point, Mozo's eyes lit up. But he didn't rush to speak, but decided to see what the others would do.
What made Mozo speechless was that he watched for several minutes and these people didn't say a word.
After a while, the old man Bai Ge shrugged and said:
"It looks like everyone doesn't have any needs, so how about we adjourn tonight?"
Mozo twitched his lips, and could only stand up and say:
"I need one, no, three sunflowers! I can exchange them for some knowledge of the occult!"
Chapter 13 (4,000 words) Magic Potions and Relics
After hearing the words sunflower and mystical knowledge, Vodka on Mozo's right moved slightly and said:
"I only have one."
Seeing someone speak, the cemetery on the right also said:
"I have one here, too."
"By the way, if you don't want to pay gold pounds, what kind of knowledge do you want to exchange for it?"
Mozo was still rather nervous about this question. Relying on the dream world, he indeed knew a lot of secret and immeasurable occult knowledge, but due to ambiguous memory and other issues, Mozo only remembered some of the very important and interesting ones.
Moreover, too much of this knowledge is biased towards high-end games. Given the current level of the gathering, Mozo is a little skeptical whether these wild extraordinary people can keep up with what he knows.