Money that angels won't earn, fools shouldn't earn either.

Chapter 87 Money that angels won't earn, fools shouldn't earn either.

Mr. Angel, you have such a strong personality, why don't you take my seat?

Mr. Fool's lips twitched when he heard the angel's lewd words.

Alger, the "Hanged Man," frowned slightly, estimating the "angel's" strength.

At the very least, an "angel" should be a Sequence 7 Extraordinary, possibly even a Sequence 6, with a small chance of being a Sequence 5; otherwise, they wouldn't say something like that.

Miss Justice was stunned, but also a little disappointed.

If Mr. "Angel" can become a high-ranking member of the Psychological Alchemy Society, the audience will have a way to obtain the potion recipes later on.

Audrey, undeterred, continued to persuade her:

"Mr. Angel, you must have some kind of need for you to join the Psychological Alchemy Society."

"If I could join the Psychological Alchemy Society, perhaps I could offer you some assistance?"

Chael tapped the surface of the bronze table lightly with his fingers, seemingly deep in thought.

When Audrey met the "angel," she didn't immediately agree. She had already guessed the final outcome. Although she still had some hope, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"I refuse."

"Even if I give you a clue, you still won't pass the Psychological Alchemy's test."

"You are merely an observer; those who are truly examining you are perhaps 'mind readers' of a higher order."

Xia Er shook her head. "Miss Justice going to the Psychological Alchemy Society is definitely a waste of time."

"I see."

"Does Mr. Angel have a follow-up formula for the audience approach?"

Audrey didn't dare say she could pass the test of a "mind reader," but if she became a mind reader, the probability of passing the test would be higher, right?

"I have."

"Sequence 8 potion recipes are mostly priced between 500 and 600 pounds."

"700 pounds, is that acceptable?"

Shael looked at "Justice" beside him and asked.

Do angels really exist?

Audrey was delighted and quickly said:

I accept.

Although Mr. Angel added 100 pounds, Miss Justice believed that as long as Mr. Angel was willing to sell, adding 100 pounds was not a problem at all.

She has about enough pocket money left this month.

That's 100... no... 700?

The Fool at the top said it was impossible not to envy.

The captain's annual salary is only around 1000 pounds.

Without further ado, Xia Er conjured a blank sheet of paper with a spell-like technique, wrote down the mind reader's potion recipe, and handed it to Audrey beside him.

After thanking her, Audrey took the item and eagerly began to examine it.

Formula: Intact pituitary gland of an adult rainbow lizard, 10 ml of cerebrospinal fluid from a Farsman rabbit...

"Mr. Angel, how should I give you the money?"

She only looked at it once, then looked at the "angel" and asked.

"Let's put it on credit for now, just remember it. If I need your help later, I'll offset part of the payment."

"If you don't need it, you can give me the money later, it's the same."

"I think about it and then I say it," said Xia'er.

He doesn't really need the money right now.

"I will remember that."

Although Audrey was surprised, she quickly nodded.

She didn't mind paying the bill, and she was very happy that Mr. Angel trusted her so much.

Did you not sell the formula to the audience last time because you didn't need the money?

Alger thought to himself as he watched "Justice" and "Angel" make their quick deal.

Having obtained the formula for the next sequence, Audrey was in a good mood. She looked at the "Fool" and asked:

"Mr. Fool, how long will it take to digest the potion within my body?"

"It's not impossible that it could happen within six months, or even within a month."

The "Fool" provides the standard answer.

Actually, it's not impossible to live for a day.

For example, the clown potion that brings joy to people.

Xia'er's lips curled up, feeling as if she could digest even three bottles of clown potion after that encounter with the Elf Queen.

I should have forced myself on him... Oh... He couldn't beat him back then.

"Mr. Fool, do you have any plans to add new members?"

Audrey suddenly asked.

"This will require some testing."

"The Fool" thought that even the entry-level training at Psychological Alchemy required an examination, he casually remarked.

"I heard that a 'listener' from the Aurora Society is searching for traces of the true Creator, specifically the sacred site in the Aurora Society's legend."

Seeing that "Justice" had no other problems for the time being, Alger took the initiative to look at "Angel" and spoke.

"This is normal; believers always yearn for the Kingdom of God."

"How could the divine kingdoms of great beings be built in a place easily accessible to mortals?"

"On the path of exploration, all setbacks are tests given by the Lord."

"This is the common mindset among pilgrims."

Xia Er didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"A true creator?"

Audrey asked curiously.

"That is the great being that many secret organizations believe in. They believe that the Creator did not die completely, and that the remaining part is the true Creator."

Alger explained it simply.

He was actually more looking forward to the fool's reaction.

"I prefer to call him the Fallen Creator."

"The Fool" chuckled.

"Is the power wielded by this hidden being related to 'corruption'?"

"Truly worthy of being called Mr. Fool."

Xia Er readily complimented him.

So that's what it meant?

Audrey and Alger seemed thoughtful.

"Mr. Fool is really something," both of them said, looking at him.

At this moment, Klein's smile became somewhat stiff. Was that what he meant?

It wasn't written in the Emperor's diary!

"Degeneration...that sounds terrifying."

"Mr. Angel, could you give me detailed information about the various secret organizations and cults?"

"If you don't mind that I can only offer money as payment."

Audrey instinctively chose to ask the "angel" she felt closer to.

"I don't want to earn this money."

"trouble."

As she spoke, Xia Er looked at Alger, her meaning clear: Are you going to make money from this? If so, be our commentator.

Alger chuckled. "Angel" is such a good person.

"1000 pounds, and I can answer your question."

"I need it urgently, so the price is negotiable."

Alger wanted cash, and he didn't inflate the price arbitrarily.

£1000?

Mr. Fool, who was at the head of the table, pinched his thigh hard.

He can earn that money!

Although he's been very busy lately, he's almost finished reading the information about the secret organization within the Night Watch!

Are those documents really that valuable?

Klein couldn't help but glance at the "magnificent" "angel".

Even angels wouldn't want to earn that kind of money, so how can a fool earn it? What about his dignity?!

But that's 1000 pounds!

"£1000, no problem. Same address as before?"

Upon hearing the offer, Audrey did not haggle and replied in a lighthearted tone.

Anyway, "Angel" doesn't seem like the type to chase after debts. Her financial situation is quite healthy. Are you really not going to haggle?

Alger was stunned for a moment before nodding.

He glanced gratefully at the "angel" who was willing to let him "eat meat," and without hesitation, began his introduction:

"The Morse Order, once a respected organization, has now become an evil one, supposedly because their 'hidden sage' has survived."

"He has become a personified evil god!"

He's alive? How...how could he be alive?

Audrey was so frightened that she withdrew from the audience once again.

A fictional god can come to life? Klein found it hard to believe.

"Isn't this how deities are described in the scriptures of the seven major orthodox churches?"

"The Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom—didn't they also 'live' in the spirit of the Creator?"

"Perhaps, the 'Hidden Sage' performed miracles before he 'came back to life,' which is why believers came to worship him."

"If we simply rearrange the order, this matter won't seem so strange anymore."

Shael tapped the bronze tabletop gently and said calmly,