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In the basement without windows, the rough and deep outline of Alger Wilson sits next to a long table with various utensils and sheepskin scrolls.

In front of him, a half-burning candle stands, and the dim and dim flames illuminate the surrounding objects and the surface of the long table.

Alger's hair was messy like a seaweed, and the color was dark blue and black. He wore a robes embroidered with lightning patterns, his hands were clasped, his thumb was opposite, and he leaned forward to stare at a bottle of dark liquid on the left side of the candle.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

There was a whistling sound from the sealed bottle, and sometimes the sound of the sea slammed, and the place where the dark liquid was not submerged, the faint mist permeated, as if the eyes and mouth were growing.

Alger looked at the wall clock on the wall and saw that the hour hand was pointing at three points.

He pinched his temples, his eyes suddenly darkened, and the various utensils on the table also showed a subtle sheen.

At this time, he found that the deep red radiance emerged, and emerged from the sky, drowning himself!

............

Beckland, Queens, Hall home luxury villa.

The Audrey anti-locking door of the dance teacher was sent out and sat in front of the dressing table.

The window was bright and the flowers were bright, and a blank notebook bound with hazel exquisite parchment on the table was quietly spread. On the right side of it, there was a pen with a golden tip and a red gem in the body.

Audrey tried it and decided that she would pick up the pen and record the recipe as soon as she got out of the “party”.

"I really look forward to it..." She took a breath, pressed her excitement and looked at the mirror.

However, she did not see the self-reflecting, only the deep red and illusory light from all around, from the body, at the same time!

............

Above the fog, the grandeur is like the temple of the giant king's residence.

The two sides of the bronze long table were dark red, and the fountains were rising and falling, and the two figures were blurred. Their positions were unchanged from the previous one.

The blonde is supple, and the tall Audrey instinct looks up. She sees the figure in the thick gray fog sitting back, sitting flat, touching the edge of the table, holding a hand and licking the chin.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool!~" Audrey shouted briskly.

Then she turned her head and looked at the opposite side, speaking in the same tone:

"Good afternoon, hang down Mr.~!"

This girl is really heartless, so I confirm that I am a good person, not afraid at all? Aristocratic girl who is well protected? Klein smiled and kept an inscrutable image:

"Good afternoon, Miss ‘justice.’

While speaking, he lowered his head slightly, raised his left hand with a virtual grip, and tapped twice in his eyebrows.

Seeing from the line of sight, in a moment, he saw the brilliance of the atmosphere of "justice" and "downside down"!

There is no change in the surrounding fog and deep red stars. There is nothing like a non-existent thing and a clear brilliance that seems to have a certain life.

With a gaze, Klein saw that the color of the "justice" was completely in line with the description of the old Neil, the red red, the purple purple, the blue blue, the white white, and the luster is bright and the thickness is appropriate. At first glance, it is a vibrant girl.

"Her emotions are red and yellow, happy, passionate, and exciting..." Kline made a judgment and turned his attention to "downside down."

The same as "justice", the color of the gas field of the hanging man is nothing special, but the mood is blue, mixed with a bit of orange.

“Calm, think, be cautious, and a little bit satisfied?” Klein was not too confident to go to the conclusion.

Just as he was about to look away, he suddenly found a strange thing.

The innermost layer of the "downside down" gas field seems to be completely unified in color and feeling!

Klein's spirit of cohesion, carefully squatting, vaguely seeing the "Ether Body" of the "upside down man" is a dark blue color like the sea, giving the feeling of madness and waves.

"His 'Star Spirit'? Or 'Star Spirit' surface? So it seems that he is extraordinary, and seems to be stronger than the old Neil." Kline's thoughts are full of confusion, the heart is full of doubts, "also Not necessarily, maybe just because of this special environment, just because this is my home, I can see this, not that Old Neil has no similar performance."

He turned his head and looked at "justice", confirming that it was a special thing that extraordinary people would have.

At this time, Alger also completed the greeting.

Audrey took a breath and asked with implied expectation:

"Is the slinger, is the blood of the box of ghost sharks received?"

Alger looked at Klein and saw him tapping his eyebrows as if he was thinking about something else.

"Thank you very much, it perfectly fits all my expectations. I really didn't expect you to send it so quickly, the blood of the ghost shark is not an ordinary thing." Alger calmly replied.

Audrey is modest and smiles:

"I am very happy to see this result."

Because she likes mysterious things since she was a child, she also made friends with the same hobbies in the aristocratic circles. They exchanged information, books and rare objects with each other, but before that, no one gained supernatural ability and became a real extraordinary. However, several princes have hinted that if she is willing to become a king, she will get the gift she wants.

However, this time the ghost shark blood was taken directly from the family treasure house. Anyway, the registration on the list is "a big bottle". I didn't record how many milliliters, and I didn't say that it was full. She believed that she would take a little one. In the second half, no one will notice that even if there is an accident, the matter will be revealed, and the parents should not pursue it.

Alger looked at the fool in the fog and looked back. He smiled and said:

"According to the agreement, I will tell you the formula of the spectator's potion."

"I'm ready, let's get started." Audrey took a breath and concentrated all her attention.

“The low-sequence potions are very simple to prepare, and they can be placed in the order given, but it must be remembered that the weight of the material is rather less, not much, it will cause big problems, you should have heard of the extraordinary. Out of control, don't you repeat it again?" Alger first talked about the precautions.

Audrey nodded lightly:

"I fully understand."

While speaking, she looked at Mr. Fool’s side and wondered if the mysterious powerhouse had added it. Unfortunately, in her sight, the “fool” sat quietly like a statue.

Alger thought about it:

"Less doesn't mean too much deviation... If you don't have a helper, I suggest taking the time to familiarize yourself with the chemistry experiment."

"I have a tutor in this area." Audrey answered without any burden.

Alger also talked about the maximum degree of deviation, and then fluently recited:

"'Audience', sequence 9 potions, 80 ml of pure water, add 5 drops of colchicum essence, add 13 grams of burdock powder, add 7 petals of elves, add a pair of adult Manhal fish eyes, add 35 ml The blood of the shofar blackfish."

“The latter two are the main materials, all from the extraordinary species of the ocean, so be careful.”

"Yeah." Audrey reciprocated and repeated. "80ml of pure water, 5 drops of colchicine essence, 13 grams of burdock, oxen..."

"Powder powder." Alger gave a reminder.

With the help of the other side, Audrey gradually returned the formula in the correct order, but she was still not at ease, whispering there, repeating it over and over again.

"Do you know meditation?" Alger nodded with "justice" and continued. "I don't know what meditation you know. I will describe it first... After taking the potion, start meditation as soon as possible, control the spirituality and Strength... must practice every day to truly master the power of the potion, unearth its symbolic meaning and more mystery, only then, you can maximize the risk of losing control, and the focus of the potion symbolizes its name ', like 'audience'!"

Klein quietly listened to their communication, originally did not intend to interject, only secretly remember and learn, can hear here, the heart suddenly moved, have an idea.

Audrey listened carefully to the explanation of "downside down" and was planning to ask a few details, but suddenly heard the sound of tapping the table.

She and Alger turned their heads at the same time, looking at the "fool" Klein sitting at the top, only to see the mysterious strongman tapping his fingers, and he said:

"It's not mastery, it's digestion."

"It's not excavation, it's playing."

“The name of the potion is not just a symbol, it is an image, it is a 'key' to digest.”

Audrey was so stunned and awkward that she didn't understand what Mr. Fool wanted to express.

She subconsciously used the corner of her eye to see the reaction of "downside down", but suddenly found that the other body's body trembled and stiffened there, as ordinary people heard huge and sudden thunder.

"Digestion, play... digest, play... digest, play, key..." Alger whispered over and over again, as if he had caught something key or had a weird curse.

After a while, he raised his head and hoarsely said:

"Thank you, Mr. Fool, your tips are as precious as my life, which made me understand a lot of things. Of course, I believe I have not fully understood and fully understood."

Klein maintains a mysterious and profound image and smiles and says:

"This is a prepaid payment."

In fact, he himself still does not understand the exact meaning of the few words just now, but he is sure that Russell is stronger than the ordinary ones and stronger than the "downside down".

Prepaid remuneration... Audrey saw the reaction of “swinging the person” and knew the preciousness of the reminder.

"Mr. Fool, what do you want us to do?"

The opposite Alger followed and nodded:

"What do you have to entrust?"

Klein leaned back and looked at each side. The voice was low and soothing:

"Help me collect the secret diary of Russell Gustav, even if there is only one page."

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