Audrey recalled the conversation between her father and brother when they discussed the situation, and continued:

"They believe that the current government structure is too chaotic. Every time an election is over, as long as there is a change of party, a group of people will be replaced from top to bottom, making things a mess and extremely inefficient. This not only led to the failure of the war, but also brought great inconvenience to the people."

Klein knew very well that because there was no reference object, the Kingdom of Loen had not yet evolved a civil service examination system, and the party's ruling form was still in its early stages. Therefore, after the election victory, many so-called transactional positions would be awarded to members and supporters.

Well, Emperor Roselle didn’t invent this kind of system in Intis. It’s totally inconsistent with his character... Could it be that he shifted his focus to other places in the later period?

Upon hearing this, Alger, the Hanged Man, laughed softly and interjected:

"What do they think? Their senses are really dull. Maybe it takes a year for them to feel itchy after being bitten by a black mosquito."

The black mosquito is a creature in the south of the Kingdom of Loen. It is known for its strong toxicity that makes people want to scratch their skin.

Audrey stretched out her hand and covered her mouth. She ignored the taunting of the Hanged Man and told him the core of the news:

"Unfortunately, they can't find a good way to replace this system for the time being."

Klein listened quietly. Feeling that the topic had entered his area of ​​expertise, he smiled and said:

“It’s a simple question.”

The Great Foodie Empire, and the British Country that is learning from the Great Foodie Empire, both have very successful advanced experiences.

"Simple?" Audrey asked in surprise.

Although her tutoring courses did not include politics, she often listened to discussions between her father, brother and others, so she had enough understanding on similar issues.

Klein seemed to have returned to the previous forum and said with a calm smile:

"The exam, like the college entrance exam, is an exam open to all the public. It can be divided into two or three rounds to screen out the elite in the most objective way."

"But..." Audrey vaguely knew what kind of opposition this would bring.

Without giving her a chance to organize her words, Klein continued:

"After that, we will use these elites to fill the administrative positions in the cabinet, county government, city government and various towns, that is, positions that directly do things, such as senior cabinet secretaries."

"In view of the different requirements of different positions, separate and differentiated examinations can be conducted in the second or third round. Professional matters should be left to professionals."

"But the political positions such as ministers, county governors and mayors are reserved for the party that wins the election. This is the cake they deserve."

Alger, who was not interested in the question, turned his head unconsciously and listened carefully, while Audrey frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

"Don't rush to replace everyone at once. The cabinet and governments at all levels will be paralyzed. You can hold an exam every year or every three years and gradually replace them. After that, you can plan the number of positions based on the expansion of the kingdom and the vacancies caused by the resignation and aging of government employees." Klein fully demonstrated his characteristics as a keyboard politician and said with his hands spread out, "This design can incorporate the knowledgeable elites in the kingdom into the government to the greatest extent. No matter which party comes to power or who the ministers are, the officials can keep the kingdom running at a basic and relatively effective level."

Of course, the side effect is the birth of the immortal demon of bureaucracy.

Audrey thought about it and asked doubtfully:

"In other words, even if those ministers turned into curly-haired baboons, it wouldn't have much of an impact?"

"No." Alger took the initiative to interrupt, "I think the curly-haired baboon is a better choice than the current minister."

He paused and added:

"After all, curly-haired baboons only need to eat, sleep, and have sex, and they won't come up with stupid ideas or stick to brainless plans."

Mr. The Hanged Man, it sounds like you have a boss who isn't a very good one... Klein sat at the head of the group and shook his head with a smile.

Audrey thought about Mr. Fool's description for a while before she said in astonishment:

"That sounds like it might actually work..."

"It's a simple, yet effective method!"

She looked at Klein and praised him sincerely:

“Mr. Fool, you must be an elder with rich life experience and outstanding wisdom!”

…Klein twitched his lips, looked at The Hanged Man and Justice, and said in silence for a few seconds:

"Let's end today's party here."

If Miss Justice can influence her relatives and make this happen, I will guide Benson in advance and give him the opportunity to become a "civil servant".

Come to think of it, Benson is indeed quite suitable for this line of work.

However, Justice will not take the initiative to do it, because if she does that, The Hanged Man and I can find out which noble made the suggestion and we can basically guess her true identity.

Of course, she could go around in circles and use a more covert method.

"We will obey your will." Audrey and Alger stood up at the same time.

Klein leaned back slightly, severing the connection, and saw the illusory and blurry figures of Justice and the Hanged Man quickly shatter and dissipate.

Above the gray fog, in the magnificent hall that seemed like the abode of gods, he was the only one left, sitting quietly at the head of the long bronze table.

Klein did not fall directly into the gray fog and leave like he did last time, because he was still energetic enough after becoming a Beyonder.

The reason why he ended the meeting of the "Tarot Club" early was because he knew the true attitude of the "Night Watchers" towards the Antigonus family notes. He decided to pretend to be searching seriously instead of just lying down and sleeping, which would make Dunn Smith and others suspect what he had done at home.

And today’s harvest is not small.

Klein sat in a high-back chair at the head of the long bronze table. He rested his arms on the armrests, crossed his fingers, and looked at the endless gray fog calmly. He felt that this place was empty and quiet, as if no one had set foot here for millions of years.

As he established the connection and "summoned" the projections of "Justice" and "The Hanged Man", he keenly noticed one thing.

That is, as an extraordinary person, I have enough energy to touch another "Crimson Star"!

"In other words, I can 'summon' another one?" Klein recalled that feeling and said to himself with almost certainty.

But he had not tried impulsively before, because he did not know the identity of the newcomer and what attitude he would have. After all, not everyone can blend in as quickly as "Justice" and "The Hanged Man" because of their unique personalities. Everyone gets what they need and seems willing to hide it. If he brings in someone like Dunn Smith, then his newly established "mysterious organization" will be immediately exposed to the "watch of the church."

As the big boss of an "evil" organization, my future is worrying.

——Klein knew that this gray fog was very special and understood that it was not something that a Beyonder of Dunn Smith’s sequence could “crack”. But the problem was that since he had Beyonder powers, he had to consider the existence of gods.

Klein currently cautiously believed that the seven orthodox gods actually existed. Of course, he was more inclined to believe that these gods were only slightly stronger and more powerful than the High-Sequence Ones, and were subject to certain strict restrictions. At least since the Fifth Epoch, except for a few oracles, they had not shown any deeds.

“Heh, forcing people to join you isn’t a good idea. No one wants to be involved in a mysterious incident for no reason… Let’s wait and see…” Klein sighed and stood up.

He unfolded his spirituality, sensed the existence of his body, and began to imitate the heavy feeling of falling rapidly.

The light and shadows in front of his eyes changed immediately. The gray fog and crimson disappeared in an instant. Klein seemed to have penetrated an endless film of water and finally saw the real world and the darkness that filled the room.

This time, he was completely awake and experienced the process seriously.

“Strange… The gray fog and the spirit world are still a little different…” Klein moved his hands and feet, feeling the reality of flesh and blood.

He pondered it carefully for a while, shook his head, walked to the desk, and reached out to pull the curtains.

brush!

The curtains drew back, letting in sunlight and illuminating the room.

Looking at the street outside the oriel window and the pedestrians coming and going, Klein took a breath and muttered to himself silently:

"It's time to go out and work."

"How do I play the role of 'Fortune Teller'?"

"Don't be too hasty... For now, I can only use clairvoyance..."

…………

Backlund, Queens.

Audrey Hall saw herself in the mirror, her cheeks flushed with excitement and her eyes so bright that no one dared to look directly at them.

She didn't bother to examine these, and quickly recalled what had happened before. Then she picked up the gem-studded pen and quickly wrote the recipe for the "audience" potion on the delicate parchment:

"80 ml of pure water, 5 drops of Colchicum essence, 13 grams of Oxtooth Peony powder, 7 petals of Elf Flower, a pair of eyes of an adult Manhar fish, 35 ml of Sheep Horn Blackfish blood."

Huh... Audrey let out a breath, looked at it several times, and finally confirmed that it was correct.

She felt the urge to dance again, but told herself to be reserved.

After thinking for a while, she began writing the names of various chemicals around the potion formula, disguising the page as complicated, confusing scientific knowledge.

Well, as long as they don't read it carefully and consciously, people who just flip through it will definitely not find the details I hid... Great! Audrey praised herself and turned her thoughts to how she got the materials:

"First, look for the missing parts in the family's several treasure houses and try to exchange them with other people..."

"If we still can't gather enough people, we can only ask Mr. Fool and Mr. Hanged Man for help at the next gathering... What will they pay us for?"

After thinking for a while, Audrey closed the notebook and placed it on the small bookshelf in the bedroom. Then she walked briskly to the door and opened it.

A big golden retriever was sitting outside obediently.

Audrey's lips curled up, revealing a smile as bright as the sun:

"Susie, you completed your mission very well!"

"In the serial stories in the newspaper, the detective always has a capable assistant. I think the real 'audience' also needs a big dog following behind them~"

…………

In the basement with only a flickering candlelight, Alger Wilson raised his palm and looked at it carefully.

After a long time, he sighed:

"It's still so magical, I can't grasp the details at all..."

Even though he had made sufficient preparations in advance, he still could not understand how the Fool completed the "summoning"...

He lowered his eyes to look at the parchment scroll on the long table.

On the yellow-brown header, a line of Hermetic text was written in dark blue ink:

"7, Navigator."