The white-haired old man stood on the small stage, facing everyone, pressed his wrinkled hands to signal quiet, and then said in a strong voice that did not fit his old image:

"Thank you for coming!"

"In this lost world, the crazy world, the world of luck and bad luck, the 'house of cards' in every city is a place of peace for you."

"Of course, as one of the conveners of House of Cards in the City of London, I was under pressure all the time. It is necessary to follow the rules and ensure that the needs of every lost person are protected. ”

The old man said, looked around, and said in an emotional tone:

"It's not easy, but I've been doing it and doing my duty. Therefore, I also hope that every lost person, when sharing knowledge and insights, can occasionally give the house of cards some due respect and help. ”

As soon as his words fell, in front of the tavern door, the bald man who came in and leaned against the door said in an urn-like voice:

"Old Grindelwald, you should say that you hope that every transcendent with a conscience will usually give more information and materials for the house of cards to sustain! If you continue to be humble, we won't be able to do business! ”

Grindelwald, the old man standing on the small stage, smiled slightly, and spread his hands to face everyone, as if to express his helplessness.

The entire tavern burst into laughter. Some contain encouragement, others disdain, some ridicule, and more understanding and approval.

Sherlock sat in it, secretly observing, and could feel that the people who came to this tavern had their own personalities. Most of them don't hide their intentions and appear extraordinarily indulgent.

"Is it because of the disguise of your identity, so you have no scruples?" Sherlock pondered silently, continuing to watch the speech on the small stage.

Grindelwald waited for the audience to be quiet before speaking again:

"In accordance with the rules of history, it is necessary for me to tell the brief story of this world and the origin of the so-called lost."

"Because, every lost person who comes in does not necessarily know what the world is, does not necessarily know what he will face, and does not necessarily understand the rules."

"So, the house of cards rally that takes place every half month, this is the opening declaration!"

Everyone in the audience agreed by default, and it was clear that this was the usual rule.

Sherlock was immediately intrigued and listened attentively.

Grindelwald's wrinkled hands were clasped together, placed under his abdomen, and stood calmly, like an old and wise scholar, and said slowly:

"Lord of Creation, Awaken from Chaos......"

"His murmur tore apart the darkness of the end, His spirit gave the first rays of light, His body created the heavens and the earth, and His blood watered the seas, rivers, mountains, and rivers......"

"From this all things evolve, and the Creator ascends ......"

"His head became a giant; His hands were transformed into dragons; His legs and feet became tree men; His heart became a jinn; His hair turned into a fish-man; His ears were turned into werewolves; His eyes became ravens; His liver turned into a sea monster; His mind became the underworld; His Spirit became the sun and the moon; His last dissipated essence became the ...... of humanity"

"Chaos is gone, and the world is born. Endless and endless...... Praise the Lord, and praise the origin of all things......"

Sherlock didn't expect the opening sentence to be the creation song, but when he listened to it again at this moment, he felt that the voice of old Grindelwald was full of praise and piety, which made people feel deeply touched.

Grindelwald slowly recited the song of creation, and then said:

"As we all know, the 'underworld' is the embodiment of the mind of the Creator. In the First Age, the 'original God' issued the Old Testament book of Revelation to guide the way of the transcendent. Transcendents in the world can enter the underworld with special passages, seals, special material rituals, etc. ”

"From the first transcendent to enter the underworld, we call ourselves lost. Because here, you can search for the mystery of essentia! Here, you can use your extraordinary power without restrictions! Here we will all be given a way to climb the ladder of transcendence, whether that way is survival or destruction! ”

As Grindelwald spoke, some of them began to applaud, seeming to feel the same way. Others remained silent, each with their own expressions.

"Due to the speed of time in the underworld, it is synchronized with the reality of the outside world one-to-one. And because we are hurt here, it will lead to the loss of life and soul. So, for every transcendent who comes in, time is precious. ”

"Of course, if you don't care about the lack of your life soul, it's your own choice. Survival and destruction are the themes of this world, and there is nothing wrong with that. ”

Sherlock heard this, and thought to himself.

Does this mean that if you stay in the underworld for a day, the outside world will also spend a day? Time flows at a one-to-one rate, so I have to pay attention to this issue and can't stay too long.

And being hurt here directly affects your own life and soul...... Then the transcendent who can come in will also have a high probability of dying because of it......

"Thank the Lord and praise the Lord! His gifts, influencing us to enter the underworld transcendentally, have a perfect disguised identity. We don't worry about any malicious prying eyes, nor do we worry about our true nature being exposed. ”

"Here, everything is fair and just, and everything depends on how you choose! Luck or bad luck is your own choice! ”

Of course, don't trust the lost person in front of you, even if you think they are your friends. Because you or him, it may be a rookie of the 9th rank who has just ascended to the transcendent level, or it may be a 1st rank close to the gods! ”

"Here, anything is possible!"

"So, let's cherish every opportunity to come in!"

"Praise the Lord again! He left behind a mind that shaped the world and allowed us to pursue the path of divinity without fear! May luck be with you! Thank! ”

Grindelwald's infectious voice was spoken, and the entire tavern fell into a rare silence. After a few moments, most of the people couldn't help but give a round of applause.

Grindelwald smiled and spread his hands:

"Alright, I announce, the House of Cards deal has officially begun!"

The tavern fell silent again, and then on everyone's tables, a sharp-beaked quill dipped in ink emerged.

Sherlock looked confused and held his playing cards, not knowing what to do. Sneak a glance and observe what Nicholas is doing next to him.

It can be seen that Nicholas frowned and pondered for a moment, then picked up his quill pen and brushed what was written on his cards. But every handwriting disappears quickly after it is written, and it is difficult to catch it even if you want to peep.

However, Sherlock still saw Nicholas's card, which was a "9 of diamonds".

"Let's make a move first...... Sherlock thought for a moment, and picked up the quill pen, but instead of writing anything, he did it in contemplation.

After a few moments, Nicholas finished writing and glanced up at Sherlock.

His vision is also good, and when he saw that Sherlock's card was a "Jack of Spades", he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, leaned over, and said in a low voice with envy:

"Prophet, you've got a good hand!"

After a pause, Nicholas lowered his voice and said, "If you are not satisfied with the transaction content of the house of cards, you can find me alone in the future, and I may be able to meet your conditions!" ”

Sherlock nodded noncommittally in thanks.

However, from this conversation, it can be heard that what everyone writes on the board should be related to demand trading.

Sherlock couldn't say what he needed for a while, so he chose to wait and see for the time being. After all, there are many things he hasn't figured out yet, so let's see.

After about ten minutes, the entire tavern had stopped writing and sat quietly.

Grindelwald still stood firmly on the small stage, looked around, waited for a while, and then said:

"Alright, follow the rules of history and let's give priority to the highest hand."

As he spoke, there was suddenly a stack of playing cards in his wrinkled palm.

Grindelwald drew the top three cards, glanced at them, and said with a smile:

"'Plum K', secretly acquire one B2-grade seal, or two D3-grade seals. and released a team call-up for the exploration of the Paddington Inland Tunnel. ”

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he lifted it to the crowd:

"Is there a catch?"

There was silence in the tavern.

But Grindelwald seemed to sense something, smiled and took out two more cards from the cards in his hand, looked at them, and then put them together with the "King of Clubs".

"Alright, the deal for the plum K is complete. Let's move on, the next one, the release of 'Q of Hearts'......"

"'Red Heart Q' has secretly acquired a recipe for any essentia rank 6 material, and released a team call for information about the exploration of the royal palace Platinum Han Palace."

"Is there a catch?"

Hearing this, after Sherlock watched, he already had some vague speculations in his heart.

Obviously, the highest digits of the hand have priority and are traded in secret.

As for why this is regulated, it is not known.

Are there any other privileges? There should still be privileges, otherwise there would be no routine rules for picking cards.

Thinking of this, Sherlock immediately stopped hesitating and wrote a paragraph on his card.

As Grindelwald finished trading the Queen's of Hearts, he looked down at the last high card:

"'Jack of Spades' Releases ......"

He paused when he said this, because in front of his eyes the board read:

"A conversation with Grindelwald."

Grindelwald was stunned.

But then he stretched his brows and said with a smile:

"'J of Spades' secretly acquired some news, but someone has already taken the cards. Well, here's the normal trading hours. ”

As he finished speaking, the bald man walked up to the small stage and took the remaining cards from Grindelwald's hand.

Nicholas sat next to Sherlock, waiting for the "Jack of Spades" to trade. When he heard that someone had already picked up the cards, he couldn't help but glance at Sherlock in surprise.

Sherlock, on the other hand, continued to remain calm, staring at Grindelwald.

After Grindelwald got off the small stage, he walked directly into the small door on the side.

A few others got up and walked through the small door.

Nicholas still leaned over and said in a low voice:

"Your transaction is truly curious, but I respect your privacy. After the House of Cards rally, I would like to talk to you more. ”

Sherlock nodded slightly, then got up and walked towards the small door.

He came to the door and looked at it, but it was very dark inside, and he couldn't see the specific path.

Sherlock tried to take a step forward.

In an instant, the fog shrouded in front of you, as if you were walking in a space full of shadows and fog. Then a copper-encrusted log chair appeared, and nothing else.

Sherlock thought for a moment and sat down in his chair.

In the blink of an eye, on the card in his hand, Grindelwald's clanging voice came out:

"Mr. J of Spades, what do you need to talk to?"

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