Hearing Mr. The Hanged Man's question, Derrick the Sun responded with some shame:

"No, I have been assigned patrol missions all the time and have never had time to investigate."

Alger was not surprised by this, but was puzzled by another thing:

"Why don't you ask a friend with whom you have some rapport for help?

"We can not tell them the real purpose, but break the whole thing into small tasks that will not attract attention, and let them collect intelligence from different aspects. This way, nothing will be exposed, and they will not be put in danger."

"Sun" Derrick was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I have no friends."

Before his parents died, he actually had a number of friends in general education classes and in the combat training grounds. After all, there were only a few people of similar age in Silver City, so they often met each other and even became teammates. But after that incident, Derrick shut himself off for a long time, and was burdened with the secrets of the Tarot Club. Unknowingly, he drifted away from his friends, became alienated, and no longer had any interactions. The last time someone came to visit his home was Dak Riggins, who was contaminated by the "True Creator".

Alger, the Hanged Man, was choked by the answer from the Sun. He took a breath and then reorganized his words:

“It’s not good for you to be like this.

"You can't save Silver City by yourself. You must unite a group of people and have some friends who can help you at critical moments."

"But this will make them suspicious..." "The Sun" said hesitantly.

Alger immediately said seriously:

“It’s better to be suspected than to be killed.

“Silver City is at a dangerous crossroads. You must think carefully about what to do.

"This kind of thing cannot happen without sacrifices. There may even be a lot of sacrifices. Do you hope that their sacrifices will be useless or valuable?"

He didn't say anything more, leaving "Sun" Derrick struggling inwardly as he thought about what he had just said.

Mr. Hanged Man always finds convincing reasons... Klein sighed and asked Gehrman Sparrow, The World, to turn his head and look at Audrey, Justice.

“Can you treat more serious mental illnesses now?”

His understanding of "psychologist" was limited to "madness" and "dragon power", and he was not clear about other aspects. He only heard Miss "justice" occasionally mention "comfort" and "psychological suggestion", so he was not sure to what extent the other party was capable of treating mental illness.

Audrey, who was justified, replied eagerly:

“Okay, no problem.

"Mr. World, do you have a friend who needs medical treatment?"

I'm just short of cases! she thought with a hint of excitement.

At this time, "Moon" Emlyn raised his right hand and covered his mouth and nose, as if he already knew the answer.

Klein sighed silently, causing The World to laugh softly:

"No, I need treatment."

The entire magnificent palace suddenly became extremely quiet.

"The Hanged Man" Alger, "The Hermit" Cattleya, and "The Magician" Fors all knew that Mr. World was a crazy adventurer, but they never imagined that he had developed a serious mental illness and was about to go completely crazy!

Is this the price of power? Fors shuddered, and became more and more afraid of Gehrman Sparrow.

Crazy adventurers can still communicate and reason, but there is really no way to deal with a madman!

The "Nightmare Candle" didn't completely cure his mental illness? Has it become so serious? Emlyn, who had expected this, felt that the "world" could go crazy at any time.

"Sun" Derrick didn't think too much about it. He was just concerned about Mr. "World". He wanted to say that there was a "psychoanalyst" in Silver City who could provide treatment, but then he thought that this would reveal too many problems, so he had to force himself to shut his mouth and look expectantly at Miss "Justice".

Audrey, Justice, was surprised, stunned, and confused. She said carefully:

"Mr. World, based on my observation, you don't seem to have a serious mental illness.

"If you are just a little anxious and under a lot of pressure, you can recover through self-regulation and proper relaxation at this stage, and you don't need direct treatment."

The World Gehrman Sparrow chuckled again and said:

“You didn’t find out because your previous mental illness had been cured.

"I am just making an appointment now. If similar symptoms appear again in the future, I hope I can get timely treatment."

I see... "Justice" Audrey nodded in relief.

She suddenly felt a little sorry for Mr. World. On the surface, he was a cold-blooded reaper who could kill several Sequence 5s in a week, a follower of the gloomy and cold Mr. Fool, and a Beyonder who was so powerful that he was frightening. But in his heart, he was closer to a normal person. He was under tremendous pressure, corroded by all kinds of negative emotions, and walked step by step into the abyss of pain.

After thinking for a few seconds, Audrey said sincerely:

"If you're within my reach, that's fine."

After her coming-of-age ceremony, she had gained a certain degree of autonomy. She could stay in Stoen, the capital of Eastchester County, while her parents vacationed in the family castle. However, this freedom was still restricted. She could not go wherever she wanted. Even in Stoen, there were many areas she could not go to unless she joined a charitable organization of the Church of the Goddess of Evernight in the future.

“Okay.” Klein, who was herding the Traveler, breathed a sigh of relief and let the World answer. “Then you will determine the location and prepare a way to avoid exposing your identity.”

Audrey "Hmm" said "Justice", and a scene naturally appeared in her mind:

She and Mr. "World" were in two boxes in certain places, talking and treating each other with a wall or wooden board between them.

In this case, Mr. World couldn't confirm whether it was me on the other side of the wall. For him, as long as I was effectively treated, it would be fine... In other words, if I couldn't get away, I could make Susie squat there! Mr. World would definitely find it hard to believe that the person who treated him might be a dog~! Well, Susie didn't know about the existence of the Tarot Club, but I couldn't ask her to help deal with Mr. World unless there was no other way... Audrey thought about it and suddenly felt a mischievous pleasure. She finally controlled the slight upward curl of the corners of her mouth.

After finalizing this matter, Klein thought of another question and asked The World to look at Cattleya the Hermit.

"Can you provide a box of explosives?"

He believed that as a pirate general, he would definitely have no shortage of resources in this regard!

"Sure, when do you want it?" Cattleya didn't ask why.

World Gehrman Sparrow has killed so many Sequence 5s. A box of explosives is just a small matter.

"Give it together with the 'severed finger'." Klein manipulated the dummy "World" and asked, "How much?"

Cattleya replied indifferently:

"Consider it a gift when you buy 'Severed Finger'."

A box of explosives is not expensive at sea, and is even relatively cheap.

I like this method... Klein the Fool said to himself, causing The World to nod and then remind him:

"Try not to think about the mural in real life, let alone draw it."

Audrey and other members of the Justice team subconsciously glanced at the top of the bronze table and found that Mr. Fool did not deny this statement. They were all dignified and did not dare to be careless.

This also made the idea of ​​"Hermit" Cattleya to write a letter to "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette for advice on this matter temporarily put on hold, and prepare to meet in person to consider whether there is a suitable way to avoid the impact.

Next, the free exchange session slowly came to an end, and the gray fog became silent again.

…………

Back on the "Future", "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya stood behind the window of the captain's room and obviously hesitated for a while.

Finally, she took a long breath, exhaled slowly, and left the captain's room while pushing her glasses, heading towards Frank Lee's room.

The first mate had recently been voted by all the crew to be "driven" to the bottom of the cabin to prevent the products of his experiments from suddenly spreading.

Frank Lee was quite satisfied with this because the new residence was obviously much more spacious and met the requirement of a dark environment.

Dong, Dong, Dong! Cattleya came to the first floor and knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute!" Frank Lee responded loudly, not knowing what he was busy with in the room.

After nearly a minute, he rolled up his sleeves and opened the wooden door, asking doubtfully:

"Captain, what's up?"

Cattleya did not answer directly. She used her "night vision" ability to look inside the pitch-black interior and saw a large blue fish lying on the table with its eyes wide open, looking upwards. Clusters of green seedlings grew in the gaps between its scales, some of which were already mature and bearing ears of wheat.

"Successful?" Cattleya asked, controlling the urge to step back.

Frank nodded happily, then shook his head:

“Not yet, but we have made significant progress!

"I hybridized wheat, mushrooms, and some 'Rose Bishop' cells together to obtain the first-stage product. I placed it in the stomach of a fish, and even without any light, it was able to absorb blood and flesh and grow to maturity.

"The problem now is that the target is the monster corpses. After absorbing their flesh and blood, how can we prevent toxins and madness from accumulating in the final food...

"Also, reproduction is a problem. It is impossible for so many 'Rose Bishops' to be willing to serve as materials. Therefore, they must be able to absorb blood and flesh and split themselves..."

After listening to Frank Lee's description, "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya pushed her glasses down in silence and said:

"If such food is eaten by humans, will it absorb blood and flesh and reproduce itself?"

Frank Li Huoran fell into deep thought, and after a few seconds he said:

"Theoretically no, because no one would eat them raw.

"Well, I have to verify their activity under high temperature. No, they don't have the ability to self-divide yet, so it doesn't matter whether they are active or not..."

Looking at the confused Frank Lee, Cattleya was once again in a dilemma.

After a while, she slowly said:

"I have a channel to obtain the extraordinary characteristics of 'Druid'. Do you need it?"

"Ah? Of course!" Frank was excited. "Many times, my ability has severely restricted my ideas!"

This... I kind of regret it... This thought suddenly popped up in Cattleya's mind.

PS: I recommend a novel written by a fellow book friend, "Faith: Twilight of the Gods". He said that he felt relieved after I recommended it, and that he could blame me for any mistakes in the future. The synopsis is: A young nobleman who wanted to go hunting and fishing awakened to a dream system at the age of seventeen and gained experience in another world. At the same time, a rich mine was discovered in the family territory and it was caught in a fight among the nobles. Was all this accidental or was it arranged by fate...