It's the same as not saying it, and it's not as detailed as the captain...... Pierrot complained in his heart.

But he also knows that in a situation like this, no one can say something very valuable for no reason.

After thinking about it, Pierrot still wanted to get more detailed information about the Extraordinary's loss of control, and preferably a way to avoid it as much as possible.

Originally, he didn't care about that.

Even if that crazy runaway is dealt with right in front of him, he doesn't care.

Because he never wanted to be extraordinary.

However, this is no longer the case.

He was pulled above this gray fog by this "Mr. Mystery...... Encountering transcendent events twice in a row made him much less resistant to becoming extraordinary.

In case there is a third time, it is better for him to be extraordinary than to be an ordinary person.

Just like buying insurance, it is not a loss to use a long period of low cost to prevent possible high risks.

After a brief thought, Pierrot said again:

"I'd like to know more details about the loss of control, and preferably how to avoid it as much as possible."

"I can accept the deal."

Sure enough, this guy has mastered at least one formula, but he hasn't made up his mind to become extraordinary...... Alger had a vague guess before, but now it is completely certain.

He turned his head to look at Zhou Mingrui, who was quietly watching without saying a word, and when he saw that the other party was noncommittal, he looked back at Pierrot and said thoughtfully:

"I need ghost shark blood, at least 100 ml of ghost shark blood."

"If you can help me find this material, I can answer your question in detail."

Speaking of this, he thought that the other party had already mastered the potion formula, and it was unlikely that he would not understand the value of the materials and formulas, so he added, "I can make up the difference." ”

"It's okay to compensate with other occult knowledge, or gold pounds."

"Okay."

Pierrot nodded in agreement, but secretly rolled his eyes, not even asking how to hand over the materials to the other party if he found them.

Joke.

How could he possibly find the material!

Even if he becomes a regular team member, he will not be eligible to apply for extraordinary materials in a short period of time.

He's stuck here.

If you don't become extraordinary, you won't get the knowledge you want; And without the knowledge he wants, he can't make up his mind to become extraordinary.

After thinking about it for a moment, Pierrot found another problem-

The powerful and mysterious Excellency, who had not yet promised to continue to drag them into the mist, began to talk to the other gentlemen about the deal.

Isn't this what Russell the Great said, "Du Juan robbed the magpie's nest"?

At this time, he realized that he had forgotten a certain question all along, and it was too impolite, so he hurriedly asked:

"Your Excellency, what shall we call you?"

Alger nodded slightly, and asked solemnly:

"Your Excellency, what shall we call you?"

Zhou Mingrui was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and his fingers on the bronze long table tapped lightly, and the content of the previous divination flashed in his mind.

He leaned back, withdrew his right hand, crossed his fingers against his chin, looked at the two with a smile and said:

"You can call me ......"

At this, he paused, and spoke in a light and flat tone:

"Fool."

The brief answer quickly faded into the majestic temple and the mist, but in the minds of Pierrot and Alger, the voice echoed for a long time, stirring up ripples and circles.

I didn't think of it, but I felt that it should be the name of this feeling, a title that perfectly reflects the image of mystery, power, and weirdness!

After a few seconds of silence, Alger realized that the gentleman next to him was not very interested in his trade offer.

But Alger didn't want to give up such a possible channel.

He had been searching for "ghost shark blood" for some time and had found nothing.

"Mr. Fool, would you mind a few more 'attempts' like this?"

Alger couldn't help but look at Mr. "Fool" at the head of the head, and proposed:

"Don't you think this kind of 'party' is interesting? Although your power is beyond our imagination, there are always areas in the world that you don't know and are not good at, and this gentleman and I have our own experience, insight, channels and resources, and maybe at some point in the future, we can help you accomplish insignificant things that are inconvenient for you to do. ”

Pierrot frowned.

This guy has a problem with his brain, right? It's such a strange thing as being pulled into the gray fog, and he can't run by himself, so he has to rush up and ask for more?

However, he saw that Mr. "Fool" seemed to be a little moved, and he did not dare to contradict it, and considering his status as a civilian of "Dawnbreaker", he finally suggested:

"Mr. Fool, I think this proposal can be considered, and besides, the 'gathering' should be done on a regular basis."

Long before they proposed, Zhou Mingrui was weighing the pros and cons and considering this issue.

More "gatherings" are, of course, more extraordinary mysteries and occult knowledge that will help to travel back in the future; But it also means more exposure.

Considering that the convening and dissolution of the "gathering" are under his control, even if any problems are exposed, they are within the controllable range, and the benefits obviously outweigh the disadvantages, Zhou Mingrui quickly made a decision.

He stopped tapping on the edge of the long table and said slowly:

"I'm a guy who likes to exchange for equivalents."

"I won't let you help unconditionally."

"The 'party' is set every Monday at three o'clock in the afternoon, oh, I mean Beckland time, when you try to be as alone as possible."

"When I try a few more times and figure out a few things, maybe you can take a leave of absence in advance without worrying about being in an inappropriate situation."

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When Pierrot heard that he was going to "meet" regularly, he had to say it against his will.

On the other hand, Alger also regretted it slightly, not knowing whether his proposal was correct or not.

Although it stands to reason that since he will be pulled in here unsuspecting and without resistance, it means that the initiative is in the hands of the mysterious Mr. Fool, and it makes no difference whether he proposes a regular "party" or not.

But what if you guess wrong?

In this way, the three of them were worried, and the gray mist became quiet.

After a while, Zhou Mingrui noticed that the atmosphere was gradually becoming cold and embarrassing, so he spoke decisively and said in a deep voice:

"Alright, that's all for today's meeting."

"Follow your will." Alger bowed his head and saluted.

"Follow your will." Pierrot followed.

Zhou Mingrui cut off contact and said with a smile:

"Let's look forward to the next meeting."

The "stars" brightened again, the crimson light shrank back like water, and as soon as Pierrot and Alger heard the words of "Fool", their figures became more ambiguous and illusory.

In less than a second, the "projection" shattered, and silence returned to the gray mist.

Zhou Mingrui felt that he was rapidly becoming heavier, and his surroundings were not there, and there was first darkness in front of him, and then there was bright sunshine.

He was still in his apartment room, still standing in the center.

"It's like a dream...... What the hell is that Grey Mist World...... Who or what kind of force created the change just now......" Zhou Mingrui sighed in a low voice, full of confusion, and walked to the desk with a yawn.

He picked up the pocket watch he had left outside and confirmed how much time had passed.

"One-to-one time flow rate." Zhou Mingrui roughly judged.

After a long time, he suddenly sighed and said in Chinese:

"It seems that there will be no going back anytime soon......"

"From now on, I'm Crane."