The same Loen language, the same solemn and tense feeling.

Where is this? What do I want to do? I also want to know Zhou Mingrui calmed down and silently repeated the two people's questions.

What impressed him most was not the sentences composed of words or the meaning contained in the sentences, but the panic, vigilance, fear and awe shown by the man and woman!

Two people were inexplicably pulled into this gray foggy world. Even as the "culprit", I was extremely surprised and shocked, let alone them who were the passive party!

In their opinion, this kind of thing and this kind of experience is probably beyond imagination, right?

At this moment, Zhou Mingrui thought of two options. One was to pretend that he was also a victim and hide his true identity in exchange for a certain degree of trust, then wait and see what happened and fish in troubled waters. The other was to maintain a mysterious image in the eyes of the man and woman, actively guide the development of things and obtain valuable information from it.

Without time to think or deliberate, Zhou Mingrui seized the idea that flashed through his mind, made a quick decision, and tried the second method.

Take advantage of the other person's current psychological state and seize your greatest advantage!

There was a brief silence above the gray fog for a few seconds. Zhou Mingrui chuckled lightly, his tone was flat, his voice was low but not deep, as if he was responding to a visitor's polite greeting:

"An attempt."

One try after another? Audrey Hall looked at the mysterious man shrouded in gray mist and felt that the situation was absurd, funny, scary, and weird.

I was just in the bedroom, in front of the dressing table, and then I turned around and "came" to this place full of gray fog!

How unbelievable this is!

Audrey took a breath, put on an impeccable polite smile, and asked nervously:

"Sir, is the attempt over? Can we go back now?"

Alger Wilson also wanted to make a similar attempt, but with his rich experience, he was more calm and suppressed his impulse, just watching in silence.

Zhou Mingrui looked at the questioner and could vaguely see the other person's figure through the blur. It was a tall girl with smooth blonde hair, but her specific appearance was not very clear. ..

He didn't rush to answer the girl's question. He turned around and looked at the man on the other side. The man had dark blue hair that was as messy as seaweed. He was of medium build and not very strong.

At this moment, Zhou Mingrui suddenly had an epiphany. When he became stronger, or had a deeper understanding of this gray foggy world, perhaps he would be able to truly see through the haze and see clearly the appearance of the girl and the boy.

In this incident, they are the guests and I am the host!

As his mentality changed, Zhou Mingrui immediately felt some details that he had not noticed before.

The girl with the sweet voice and the calm and reserved man were both quite unreal, tinged slightly red, just like the projections of the two crimson "stars" above the gray fog.

And this projection is based on the connection between himself and Crimson, a connection that is invisible but can be truly grasped.

Cut off this connection, the projection will dissipate, and they can return. Zhou Mingrui nodded slightly, looked at the blonde girl, and smiled softly:

"Of course, if you formally propose, I can let you go back now."

Audrey breathed a sigh of relief, not being able to detect any ill intention in his words. She believed that since a gentleman who could do such a miraculous thing had made a promise, he would definitely abide by it strictly.

After calming down a little, she didn't rush to leave. Instead, her blue eyes moved left and right, flashing with a strange light.

She said anxiously, expectantly, and eagerly:

"This is such a wonderful experience. Well, I've been looking forward to something like this. I mean, I like mystery, I like miracles beyond nature. No, my point is, Your Excellency, what should I do to become an extraordinary person?"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, even a little incoherent with excitement. The dream that had sprouted when she was a child listening to all kinds of strange stories told by her elders seemed to finally have the dawn of realization.

In just a few words, she had forgotten her previous fear and panic.

Good question! I also want to know the answer, Zhou Mingrui said to himself.

He began to think about what answer he should give to maintain his mysterious image.

At the same time, he felt that it was a bit strange to have this conversation while standing. Shouldn't such a scene have a temple, a long table, and many chairs with backrests carved with ancient patterns and full of mystery, with himself sitting at the top, quietly watching the guests?

As Zhou Mingrui finished his thought, the gray fog suddenly rolled up, scaring Audrey and Alger.

In an instant, they saw towering stone pillars around them and a broad dome above them.

The entire building is spectacular, grand and majestic, just like the palace of a giant in the legend.

Right below the dome, where the gray fog gathered, there was a long bronze table with ten high-backed chairs on each side, and the same seats in front and back. The backs of the chairs were shining brightly, with a deep red color that outlined strange constellations that did not correspond to reality.

Audrey and Alger were sitting opposite each other, closest to the top.

The girl looked to the left, then to the right, and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice:

“It’s amazing”

It was indeed magical. Zhou Mingrui stretched out his right hand and rubbed the edge of the bronze table with a small amplitude, appearing calm on the surface.

Alger also looked around. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke and answered Audrey's question on behalf of Zhou Mingrui:

"You are from Loen, right?"

"If you want to become an extraordinary person, join the Church of the Goddess of Night, the Church of the Lord of Storms, or the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery."

"Although most people will never see an Extraordinary in their lifetime, and even suspect that the church is in the same situation, and even within the major churches, many clergy have similar thoughts, I can tell you clearly that in the arbitration court, in the inquisition, and in the execution agency, Extraordinary people still exist and are still fighting against the dangers growing in the darkness. It's just that the number is much less than in the early days of the Black Iron Age or before."

Zhou Mingrui listened attentively, but his body movements tried his best to show that he didn't care about the children telling stories.

Relying on Klein's remaining historical knowledge, he knew that the "Iron Age" referred to the current era, the Fifth Age, which began 1,349 years ago.

Audrey listened quietly, then sighed and said:

"Sir, I know everything you said, and even more, such as the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, and the Mechanical Heart, but I don't want to lose my freedom."

Alger chuckled and said vaguely:

"Who wants to become a Beyonder without paying a price? If you don't consider joining the church and accepting the test, then you can only look for the royal family, the nobles whose family history is more than a thousand years old, or rely on luck to find those evil organizations that are hiding."

Audrey puffed up her cheeks subconsciously, then looked around in panic. After making sure that neither the "Mysterious Mr." nor the guy opposite her noticed her little action, she asked:

"Is there no other solution?"

Alger fell silent. After a dozen breaths, he turned his head and looked at the "mysterious man" Zhou Mingrui who was watching quietly without saying a word.

Seeing that the other party did not comment, he looked back at Audrey and said carefully:

"I actually have two series of potion formulas."

Sequence? Zhou Mingrui muttered to himself.

"Really? Which two?" Audrey was clearly aware of what the sequence of potion formulas meant.

Alger leaned back slightly and answered in a moderate tone:

"You know, if humans want to become true Extraordinary, they can only rely on potions. The name of the potion comes from the 'blasphemous slate'. After being translated into Giant, Elven, Ancient Hermetic, Ancient Feysac, and Contemporary Hermetic, it has long been changed to suit the characteristics of the times. The name is not the point. The point is whether it can represent the 'core symbol' of this potion."

"I have a sequence formula called 'Sailor'. It can give you excellent balance. Even on a stormy ship, you can walk freely like the ground. You can also gain excellent strength and phantom scales hidden under your skin. This will make you as difficult to catch as a fish. You are as flexible in the water as a sea creature. Even without any equipment, you can easily dive for at least ten minutes."

"That sounds great, the Storm Lord's 'Sea Blessed'?" Audrey asked in anticipation and in verification.

"In ancient times, it was indeed called 'Sea Blessed Ones'." Alger continued without pausing, "The second sequence formula is called 'audience'. As for what it was called in ancient times, I don't know. This potion can give you outstanding spirit and keen observation. I believe that you have watched operas and dramas and understand what 'audience' means. Like a bystander, you can observe the 'actors' in the secular society and get a glimpse of their true thoughts from their expressions, their manners, their habits, and their unknown actions."

At this point, Alger emphasized:

“You have to remember that no matter it’s a lavish banquet or a bustling street, the audience is always just the audience.”

Audrey's eyes lit up when she heard this, and after a long while she said:

"Why? Well, this is a follow-up question. I think I like this feeling. How can I get the formula of 'audience'? What can I exchange with you?"

Alger seemed to have been prepared and replied in a deep voice:

"Ghost shark blood. At least 100 milliliters of ghost shark blood."

Audrey nodded excitedly at first, then asked worriedly:

"If I can get it, I mean if, how can I give it to you? And how can I guarantee that after you get the ghost shark blood, you will give me the formula of the potion and the authenticity of the formula?"

Alger said in a normal tone:

"I'll give you an address. Once I receive the ghost shark blood, I'll send the formula back to you, or tell you here directly."

"As for the guarantee, I think if this mysterious Excellency witnesses it, you and I will both be reassured enough."

When he said this, he turned his gaze to Zhou Mingrui who was sitting at the head of the table:

"Sir, you are able to bring us here. You possess a power that we cannot imagine. The testimony you have given is something neither I nor she dares to disobey."

"Yes!" Audrey's eyes lit up and she agreed excitedly.

In her opinion, the mysterious man with unimaginable means was indeed a sufficiently "authoritative" witness.

How could I and the guy opposite me have the courage to deceive him!

Audrey half turned around and looked at Zhou Mingrui sincerely:

"Sir, please be a witness to our transaction."

At this time, she realized that she had forgotten a certain question. It was so impolite, so she hurriedly asked:

"Sir, what should we call you?"

Alger nodded slightly, then asked solemnly:

"Sir, what should we call you?"

Zhou Mingrui was stunned for a moment, and began tapping his fingers lightly on the long bronze table. The content of the previous divination suddenly flashed through his mind.

He leaned back, took back his right hand, crossed his fingers and placed them on his chin, smiled at the two of them and said:

“You can call me”

Having said this, he paused and spoke in a gentle and calm tone:

"Fool."