Chapter 342 Magician

Early morning.

As the sun slowly rose, Parrot knocked gently on the door next door as usual.

Not getting a response, he took out the spare key to open the door, put on slippers, put on an apron, and walked into the kitchen to start working.

A faint mist and curling smoke filled the air, and Parrot handled the ingredients skillfully. Today's breakfast was beef stew, roasted lamb chops, and fried shrimps that were peeled, cleaned, and wrapped in flour and put in oil.

This is a high-fat, salty, and high-carb food, not suitable for morning consumption, but as long as the person who eats it likes it, it is not a problem.

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Luke opened his eyes and felt refreshed after waking up. His nearly exhausted spirituality had been completely restored.

He lingered in the bed for five minutes, and finally got up under the temptation of the food aroma, dressed and walked slowly to the living room. Parrot had prepared the meal, filled a basin of water, and carefully wiped the blood stains on the floor.

After breakfast, he was going to go for a walk. He remembered that there was a circus stationed near the municipal square, so he could go and watch the performance.

After all, he was now a "magician".

The core principles of acting that everyone summarized were different. Klein's summary during the magician stage could only be used as a reference. It was better to deduce and act on his own.

Luke silently estimated the digestion process. It was estimated that it would take a month or even more to digest the extraordinary characteristics only by relying on the grace from the main body.

This was already ridiculously fast, but he still felt it was not enough.

After all, the main body was being hunted. If it weren't for the fact that "Original Hunger" had no brains and there were many planets as "snacks" to attract attention during the chase, the main body would probably not have the time to respond to him.

The mistakes in the ceremony yesterday were probably because the main body put all its energy on escaping and couldn't pay too much attention to the details in the response.

Sooner or later, I will kill that idiot who only knows how to eat!

Luke silently set a goal for himself. Then he changed into formal clothes, wearing a top hat, cane, watch chain, pocket watch and wallet. Just from the appearance, he looked like a decent gentleman.

The cast iron lamps still had a weak yellow halo in the morning light. The street was already quite lively, with hawking sounds coming one after another. Every vendor was shouting hard, trying to sell his products with "good quality and low price".

The smell on the street became chaotic, with the fragrance of bread, the fishy smell of fish, the smell of various fruits and vegetables, the faint stench from the sewer, and the unpleasant smell of sloppy beggars and vagrants.

Luke wandered away from the crowd and came to the municipal square, where a circus tent had been set up.

The circus prepared three performances every day, at 8 am, 2 pm and 8 pm. Most residents only had time to watch the performances at night, so the tickets sold best and were the most expensive at night. There would be fewer performances during the day, and the performances would not be particularly attentive, but the price would be much cheaper.

At the entrance, there was a clown wearing bright clothes, with his face painted with oil paint, and a funny smile. He held a bunch of balloons in his left hand, and exchanged two small balls with his other hand, showing his flexible palm.

"Sir, buy a ticket!"

The clown warmly welcomed, "I guarantee that you will get value for money!"

"How much?"

"Only 1 soli during the day."

"Are there any magicians performing?"

"Don't worry, sir, don't talk about magicians, we have animal trainers here!"

The clown answered cheerfully and humorously.

Luke admitted that he was amused for a moment, and smiled as he bought a ticket and walked into the circus.

The venue inside was not too small, and the bases of various performances were scattered everywhere. There were indeed a wide variety of performances. In addition to fortune tellers, clowns, magicians, animal trainers, there were also single-plank bridges, tightrope acrobatics, high-altitude actions...

It's just that some of them haven't opened yet. Those are performances that require cumbersome preparations and can only make a profit at night.

There were many children in the tent. Some of them behaved normally, laughing and playing in front of their parents. They were residents who took advantage of the cheap price on Monday to bring their children to play.

The other group was thin and yellow, as thin as a sponge with no nutrition sucked out. Only their curious eyes and expectant expressions were in line with their current age.

Those were apprentices hired by the circus. Some homeless people who had no money to survive would send their children to be apprentices to do some simple work. Although they were not well fed or clothed, at least they could survive. If they could practice their skills and be formally recruited by the circus, becoming a clown or magician would also be a way to make a living. At worst, stealing things would also be a way to survive.

Luke came to the stage where the magician was performing and found a seat to sit down.

The top of the circus tent was covered with copper rust spots in the sun. The young magician wearing an opaque black vest and a cloak appeared gracefully and bowed deeply on the stage.

On the simple venue, he took off his hat and showed the audience that there was nothing inside. Then he clenched the hat and crumpled it into a ball, showing that there was no mechanism in the hat.

Then he turned his wrist, and a deck of playing cards appeared in his hand. The magician calmly threw the playing cards into the sky, and the flying playing cards immediately attracted the attention of all the audience.

At this moment, the magician tapped the hat, and four pigeons flew out of the hat without warning. They flew in the air and picked up four playing cards as if they had been trained and flew back to the magician's shoulders and hat.

The magician took the cards from the mouths of the four pigeons and spread them out. They were exactly four cards of the same card with different suits. He blew a breath into the hat, and the four pigeons obediently got in again.

Then he showed a serious expression, stamped his feet hard, and made sure that there was no problem with the floor. Then he turned the hat with the pigeons upside down on the ground, and stepped on it hard the next second!

"Ah——"

Some children in the audience screamed, and some ladies closed their eyes. They might still think that there was a mechanism on the floor, but the magician's movements were too fast. He stepped on it immediately after putting the hat down, and there was no time to do anything.

The moment the shoe stepped on it, a dull sound and a rapid sound similar to the scream of birds were heard. The magician showed a sad expression on his face and stretched his hand heavily to the hat.

He exhaled, lifted a corner of the hat, covered his eyes, showing a sad and unbearable look, and then repeated this action several times.

The audience couldn't wait to know the result. It wasn't until Luke couldn't help but complain that it was like a variety show in his previous life that the magician finally quickly lifted his hat.

Nothing!

There were boiling exclamations and cheers from the crowd, followed by a wave of compliments, praising the magician's superb skills.

The magician gracefully bowed and slowly stepped back, and then the clown and the ventriloquist who stepped on the ball came to the front of the stage and began to perform, taking his place.

Amid the laughter caused by the clown's deliberate fall, Luke thought thoughtfully about the performance just now.

Even if we don't mention the blessing of the "Magician" extraordinary characteristics, this level of magic is quite rough in Luke's eyes, but this magician still shows the characteristics of magic well.

His skills are not sophisticated, but his acting skills are good, his expression is just right, and he can move the audience's emotions at the right time. He is "performing" rather than just showing off his skills.

All the tricks he used were to divert the audience's attention, such as throwing playing cards into the air, and making exaggerated expressions, all for the purpose of changing cards and diverting pigeons.

Hiding the real intention, achieving the goal quietly, and arousing the audience's emotions, this is the essence of magic.

Luke felt that the digestion process of the potion was speeding up a little, and nodded slightly. Next, he had to prepare a large-scale magic show to digest the "magician" in one go.

It must be a little dangerous... There must be high-sequence audiences or a lot of people watching... It must be able to arouse the audience's emotions... It would be best if I could get extraordinary materials of Sequence 6 and Sequence 5.

Where can I find such a stage at this stage?

Luke thought while watching other performances carelessly. Although it didn't seem very interesting now, looking for the flaws of the performers could barely kill time.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the circus show ended.

Luke walked out of the tent with the crowd. He walked around the street and bought some cat food such as cakes, sweet iced tea, and Chasi pies on the street to take back.

Today is Monday. The three people at No. 2 Narcissus Street are not here. Benson and Klein are at work. Melissa will not be back until the evening. Luke gave the food to Parrot and asked him to wait for Moretti to come back before delivering it.

After lunch, he read the Honest Man newspaper in Tingen City for a while. It reported that some places had newly opened trains, the economy of some places continued to improve, the number of poor people was further reduced, and the air pollution in Backlund was further controlled.

Luke read it for a long time, looking at it horizontally and vertically, and always felt that the newspaper he was reading seemed not honest. Finally, he threw it aside with disgust and lay on the bed.

"Is it about time?"

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Blackthorn Security Company.

Klein, who was reading documents in the civil servant office, got up on time and went to the bathroom.

He locked the door, walked four steps backwards, walked out of a square, and silently recited the corresponding Chinese characters and honorific names, repeating the first experience, but without preparing staple food.

Suddenly, the air around him seemed to stop flowing, becoming sticky and strange. Then, Klein heard all kinds of endless whispers.

…

Above the gray fog, in the grand palace, the bronze table was mottled and old.

Three figures slowly emerged at the bronze table. The figure at the top, shrouded in thick gray fog, sat back, with his hands flat, touching the edge of the table.

Audrey, with smooth blonde hair and tall stature, spoke in a brisk tone.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

Then she turned around and spoke in the same tone:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man, Mr. Emperor~"

Luke nodded slightly to her as a return gesture, and the Hanged Man next to him did the same.

After the greeting, Audrey asked Alger expectantly whether he had received the ghost shark's blood. After receiving a positive answer, she breathed a sigh of relief, and Alger kept his promise and told her the formula of the Sequence 9 "Audience" potion.

Klein at the top quietly opened up his spiritual vision that he had just learned not long ago, a skill that can observe auras and judge information, and he looked at them one by one.

Miss Justice is still an ordinary person. Her aura is red where it should be red and purple where it should be purple. She is a lively, cheerful and healthy girl.

Mr. Hanged Man's aura is also normal, but his emotion is calm and thoughtful blue. However, the innermost aura has been unified, which means that he should be an extraordinary person, a powerful extraordinary person!

At least stronger than himself and Old Neil, Klein silently made a judgment.

As for his mysterious fellow countryman, Klein originally thought that he was a big shot at Sequence 6 or above, but he told him that he was just a Sequence 8 scammer.

According to official information, the Thief Path is weak in the early stage of combat, at least Sequence 9 and Sequence 8 are very weak, probably not as good as Alger.

He looked expectantly at the last person, the powerful Beyonder who appeared in the mysterious black star and seemed to be able to leave the gray fog freely.

The aura is also normal, but the color is abnormally deep, which means that the other party's health is far beyond that of ordinary people, and the breath of life is abnormally strong. There is a faint golden light outside the aura, with a sense of neutrality and harmony. Looking at it will slowly make your heart peaceful and calm.

This feeling inexplicably reminded Klein, who was a keyboard expert in his previous life and knew a little but not too much in all aspects, of a term.

Refiner!

And he is the kind who follows the orthodox Xuanmen and is the direct descendant of a famous family!

"Tsk... How could I think of the elements of cultivating immortals in a Victorian-style alien world? It's as outrageous as the appearance of the Faded Ones in the Taiwu Painting Scroll."

Klein laughed dumbly and shook his head, denying his strange thoughts.

In short, I can only know that Mr. "Emperor" is a powerful Beyonder!

"Do you know how to meditate?"

Alger, who successfully advanced to Sequence 7, spared no effort to take care of the after-sales service and pointed out the precautions for Audrey after taking the potion.

"I don't know what meditation you know is like, I will describe it first... After taking the potion, start meditating as soon as possible to control your spirituality and strength... You must practice every day to truly master the power of the potion and dig out its symbolic meaning and more mysteries. Only in this way can you avoid the danger of losing control to the greatest extent, and the focus of the symbolic meaning of the potion is its 'name', such as 'audience'!"

Audrey kept nodding, trying to remember Alger's words.

Klein's heart moved when he heard this, and he just organized his words and was about to tap the table to install a wave.

Mr. "Emperor", who had not participated in the conversation, noticed that the Fool seemed to want to raise his hand, and suddenly coughed lightly, and spoke slowly.

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

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

"The name of the potion is not only a symbol, but also an image, and it is the key to digestion."

Audrey, who had just entered the extraordinary world, didn't quite understand it. Alger, who came from the Church of the Lord of Storms, was stunned. He had a brainstorming session, his face was full of excitement of figuring it out, and his eyes looking at Luke became wrong.

Klein was stunned.

No, you said all my words!