Phew, I finally passed... I passed just now...

After hearing Creste Cecima's announcement, Klein, who had been mentally prepared, first breathed a sigh of relief, then became a little confused, feeling that this was not real enough, like a dream.

In his estimation, the examination would be more difficult and longer, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the current state was what it should be like. If he had not digested the "Fortune Teller" potion in a month and sought promotion, but had waited step by step until three years later, the examination might not even alarm the Holy Temple, and would have been solely the responsibility of the captain of Tingen's Night Squad.

I thought there would be a step to investigate family situations and interpersonal relationships... Well, maybe Lord Cecima arrived in Tingen two days ago and secretly completed this step... I thought the test would include the completion of designated tasks. Haha, I really thought too much. The purpose of the test is only to confirm the extent of my digestion of the potion, whether there are any hidden dangers, whether I have a clear understanding of the "acting method", and whether I have shared my experience with others... One thought after another flashed through Klein's mind, making him smile sincerely:

"Thank you, Master Cecima."

"Praise the goddess!"

Creste nodded slightly and said, "Promotion is to better serve the goddess and better protect the kind believers. You must remember this. Believe me, it can also help you resist out-of-control desire. Remember, it is desire."

“**…” Klein chewed on the word.

Krestai looked at him with his dark green eyes and said very seriously:

"'Acting' can help you digest the potion and reduce the risk of losing control, but it's not a panacea. Sometimes, it can even cause you to confuse the role you're playing with your own existence. You know, such opera and drama actors are bound to have serious psychological problems. At a certain point, you'll really go crazy."

Remember, you are just acting... This is the only thing that the City of Silver has summarized, and it is basically consistent with Deacon Sesima's description... Klein nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he agreed with the other party's point of view.

"In addition," Krestai emphasized, "Loss of control is not only related to the potion, but also closely related to your own emotional state and mental health. Well, the most important thing for a Beyonder is to be able to control yourself. Only in this way can you resist the temptations of evil gods and demons, and resist the corrosion of emotions and desires such as jealousy and greed. Of course, I don't mean to completely exclude similar emotions and desires. This is something that humans, even demigods, cannot do. Well, perhaps only certain special sequences can achieve such a state."

"Do you want to keep these emotions and desires within a reasonable range, and not let them control you and make you do irrational and abnormal things?" Klein suddenly thought of Old Neil and couldn't help but ask back.

Krestel nodded solemnly:

"Yes."

After answering, a few wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes and he said:

"This is what I want to tell you. Next, I will give you the formula and corresponding materials for the 'Joker' potion."

He bent down and lifted the silver box onto the long table. Then he turned around and took a few steps to block Klein's sight.

When the surrounding light mysteriously disappeared again, Klein, who was standing in pure darkness, suddenly realized that the formula and materials were all in the box containing the holy relics. However, his eyes were completely attracted by the pure bone sword before, and he didn't pay attention or couldn't notice whether there were other items inside.

After a few minutes, the light of the gas lamp illuminated the alchemy room again. Kleist stepped back with the box, allowing Klein to see the things on the long table.

Among them, the most eye-catching is a palm-sized gray sheep horn. It seems to have shrunk from its normal size. The whole body is crystal clear and shining, with layers of strange patterns faintly visible inside.

Next to the sheep's horns is a blue rose with red lines on its petals, which are connected to each other, as if forming a grinning human face.

Hahahaha, woooo, hahahaha, woooo... Klein heard illusory laughter and crying around him and saw dots of gray light floating in the air.

The crystal of the horn of an adult Hornachis gray goat, the complete human-faced rose, well, the main ingredients of the "Joker" potion are all here! He nodded barely noticeably and walked a few steps to the front of the long table.

"80 milliliters of pure water, 5 drops of Datura juice, 7 grams of black-edged sunflower powder, 10 grams of golden cloak grass powder, 3 drops of hemlock juice..." Klein looked at the unfolded parchment and compared the contents written on it with the formula in his memory.

After confirming that everything was correct, he recalled Old Neil's original demonstration.

After taking a breath and exhaling slowly, Klein suppressed his emotions and used the device in the alchemy room to distill the pure water needed for the potion.

——In potion recipes, pure water refers to water that has been distilled repeatedly.

Then, he cleaned the black iron pot and put the auxiliary materials into it one by one, as skilled as when he was in high school doing the most chemistry experiments.

Due to the lack of catalysis from extraordinary materials, he did not find any obvious changes in the substance inside the iron pot. At most, he could see powder impurities suspended inside.

After completing the preliminary preparations, Klein turned his attention to the two main materials and sincerely rejoiced in his heart:

"Whether it's the Horned Goat Crystal or the Human-Faced Rose, there's no quantitative description... Maybe the quantity of an adult goat horn crystal or a complete human-faced rose is no different from that of the same kind, and just meets the requirements... Well, in this mysterious and extraordinary world, this is something that is absolutely possible..."

"This way, I don't have to worry about adding too much main material!"

After calming down for a few seconds, Klein picked up the rose with a human face and threw it into the iron pot.

As soon as this strange flower touched **, it immediately made a sizzling sound, and the illusory laughter around it became sharper:

Hahahaha, hahaha!

Klein didn't delay and quickly grabbed the crystal clear and mysterious goat horn and threw it into the iron pot.

puff!

The hair-raising laughter suddenly disappeared, and the gray dots floating around quickly shrank into the iron pot.

Klein looked down and saw that the liquid inside was dyed with gold, yellow, and red. They were intertwined but extremely clear.

Gurgle, gurgle, bubbles rolled and surged in the body, but could not escape and could only break sadly.

This scene reminded Klein of Sprite and the sparkling drinks in his previous life.

It tastes delicious... an idea that is in line with his national characteristics flashed through his mind.

Restraining his nervousness, excitement, and anticipation, Klein used a device to transfer the liquid in the black iron pot into a glass bottle.

What surprised him was that there was not a trace of potion left in the iron pot.

It is indeed a potion that can make people achieve extraordinary things... Klein raised his right hand and stared at the beautiful cup of golden, red and white wine in his palm.

Creste Cecima, who had remained silent, smiled and said:

"Don't worry, at least I don't see any problem with the way you mix the potion."

"I am waiting here to deal with some unexpected situations after you take the potion. You can rest assured that as long as the problem is not serious, I should be able to save it."

"Well," Klein nodded, but put the "Joker" potion back on the long table.

He untied the silver chain from his left cuff and held it with his non-dominant hand, then let the topaz pendant hang steadily above the potion, just barely touching the **.

For Extraordinary Personas of other professions, the pendulum method can only tell "yes" and "no". Of course, when there is not enough basic information and the elimination method is used forcibly, the pendulum will stop there and will not rotate, which is the so-called divination failure.

As a "fortune teller", Klein had already experimented with it, and his pendulum method could vaguely determine the degree of "yes" and "no".

His eyes darkened as he silently said:

"This potion is harmful."

"This potion is harmful."

…

After seven times, he opened his half-closed eyes and saw the topaz pendant rotating clockwise, but the amplitude was very small.

Clockwise means affirmative, which means that this potion is harmful... The amplitude is very small, which means the degree of harm is low... Well, potions will cause loss of control, so there must be harm. The low degree proves that there is no problem with the potion... Klein breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped the pendulum around his left wrist again, covering it with his sleeve.

At this time, Krestai couldn't help but sigh:

"...You are truly a professional fortune teller."

"You should make full use of your strengths, but you shouldn't rely on them too much and think they are omnipotent." Klein answered in a low voice and picked up the cup of "Joker" potion again.

If I drink it, I can become a Sequence 8 Beyonder...

The thought flashed through his mind, and Klein no longer hesitated. He raised the cup, tilted his head slightly, and drank the potion.

Bitter! So bitter!

It doesn’t taste good at all!

He instantly understood what it meant to look good but taste bad. He felt his whole face wrinkled and he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Then, Klein found that his face was flushing, and other parts of his body were experiencing similar changes.

He was very sure that he was now like a steamed shrimp, but his spirit was pulled out and turned into thin needles, which merged into drops of magic potion and pierced into each cell.

It was a feeling of being able to "observe" cells without a microscope. Klein stood there and "saw" the invader enter the most subtle area of ​​his body.

During these few seconds, he felt like a robot, undergoing transformation of parts and circuits.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw his own reflection in his mind, just as he heard his own singing through his earphones.

With the help of this strange reflection, Klein found that he could accurately grasp facial expressions and body movements.

At the same time, his ears were buzzing, and he could hear mutterings and shouts that had not been heard for a long time echoing around him:

"Honakis...Flegera...Honakis...Flegera...Honakis...Flegera..."

Huh, Klein imagined layered balls of light and slowly entered a meditative state, gradually getting rid of the slightly out-of-control situation of his spiritual energy.

At this time, he clearly knew that he had been promoted successfully and knew that he was a Sequence 8 "Joker".