According to Goethe's prediction, Woody should appear at the 'Paradise Hotel' tomorrow morning or tomorrow night.
As for Woody coming?
Goethe was really not surprised at all.
Under his gaze, the other party was monitoring Van der Sar almost all the time.
Van Der Sar's continuous 'unusual movements' will naturally attract the other party's attention, not to mention leaving the 'college' with several carts of food - this is also another purpose of Goethe's request for food: to attract Woody.
What is the most profitable business in the world?
The answer is without a doubt: monopoly!
And now, when Goethe has a monopoly business, if he does not make a lot of money, he will be sorry for the favorable time, place and people.
In fact, it's not just Van der Sar and Woody.
Goethe intended to sell 'valuable information' to all those in need within the 'Academy'.
Therefore, Goethe welcomed Woody's arrival.
The more urgent the other party is, the greater the price they will pay.
And Goethe had more initiative.
jingle!
The newly installed wind chimes sounded as the door of the Paradise Hotel opened.
Woody, like Vandel Sar, chose to stand at the door and did not enter the hotel.
"Good evening, Moore Dodd."
The teacher with a carefully trimmed beard bowed slightly.
"Good evening, Woody."
Goethe responded.
Woody was not surprised at all that his name was known to Goethe. In Woody's view, this was only reasonable - in Woody's vision, Goethe was the winner who had been planning for many years.
It's not the end.
But the victory in the first half undoubtedly belonged to Goethe.
It is not unacceptable for such a winner to have an advantage.
Therefore, the male teacher took out his trading chips very frankly.
A piece of yellowed, folded paper.
"This is part of the 'Principal's' note. It was originally supposed to be inserted inside the cover. I took it out. The note was taken away by Van Der Sar. She didn't know it existed. I wanted to use it as a bargaining chip in exchange for
Some clues."
The male teacher said.
"Can."
"But, it's not some..."
"It's one."
"I can tell you the name of the potion I made, the real name."
Goethe emphasized.
Woody was stunned.
Then the male teacher had the same thought as Van der Sar in his heart.
Because Woody also laid out three times.
Every time it was perfect, but every time it failed.
Could it be that I was wrong from the beginning?
After having this idea, Woody nodded immediately.
Then, another contract was signed.
As a teacher of 'Academy' Tufuyu, Woody was naturally familiar with this. He just glanced at it and confirmed that there were no problems, then signed his name directly and handed the contract and the folded paper to Goethe.
.
"[Elixir of Life]."
Goethe said this.
"[Elixir of Life]? [Elixir of Life]!"
"So that's it!"
Woody's eyes lit up.
"formula!"
"What do I need to pay for the formula?"
Woody continued to ask.
"Philosopher's Stone!"
Goethe gave the same answer as before.
Unlike Van Der Sar, Woody nodded directly.
"Understood!"
"If I had the 'Philosopher's Stone', I would come to you to find the formula for the [Elixir of Life]."
After saying that, Woody turned and left.
The male teacher can't wait to mobilize all his strength to find the 'Philosopher's Stone'. As long as he finds the 'Philosopher's Stone' in exchange for the formula of the [Elixir of Life], he can resurrect Ailan.
As for the legendary functions of the ‘Philosopher’s Stone’?
There must be one, otherwise Goethe wouldn't want it.
But there must be conditions.
Otherwise Goethe would not have said it so generously.
Therefore, after finding the 'Philosopher's Stone', he would immediately come to exchange for the formula.
He must get the formula before Van der Sar.
Woody believed that Goethe would not make a deal with just him.
Van der Sar must have gotten the same message.
"Maybe, I should..."
Woody pondered, with an extremely dangerous look in his eyes.
Goethe saw it.
But Goethe didn't care.
It's not directed at him.
"Jerry is going to make a normal dinner. Slice the frozen beef and mutton, cut the potatoes and lettuce, and I want the peanut sesame sauce in a 28/20 ratio."
After Goethe ordered the female puppet like this, he sat back on his sofa again and opened the paper in his hand.
It’s still the notes of the ‘Mad King’.
However, it was a lot more scrawled——
I already have the strength of a "titled legend" and am no longer a rookie, but why am I always so frightened inside?
In the dead of night, I always wake up.
It's like an invisible hand has been controlling me.
When I wanted to tell 'em', the warning signs in my heart made me hesitate.
I told myself that I was overthinking all this.
But I couldn't help but investigate some things.
I hope I'm overthinking it.
…
The investigation of the matter has not made any progress, but my inner uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger.
It was as if my men, my puppets, my contractors, and my divination all lost their effect at this moment.
it's out of the question!
There is only one answer left.
But I don't want to face this answer.
…
I started to build my own 'sanctuary'.
Not for myself.
It's for my descendants.
My contractor brought back some not-so-good news.
More than 30% of my descendants died before reaching adulthood.
Those things made me feel like death was coming.
I have to do something.
…
I have prepared many ‘shelters’, and here is one of them.
I don’t know which one can play a role, so I try to leave some information that is less eye-catching. If my descendants can see this information, then please forgive me for being an unscrupulous father. I will try my best to
I try to protect you as much as possible, but accidents keep happening.
What's even more frightening is the source of these accidents.
well.
Hope there will be good results.
Come, let's talk about something happy.
This place will be a very good 'shelter'. It was formed by combining several roads that I accidentally discovered during my travels and combining them with a 'secret fragment'.
Here, you can isolate yourself from most prying eyes. As long as you hide well enough, fate will ignore you.
However, if you want to get it, you have to solve the puzzle set by me as an old father.
As for what the puzzle is?
Hey hey hey.
you guess.
…
I am worried, but I still remain optimistic.
The 'Mad King' at this time should be in the early to mid-stage stage, and the 'Academy' is naturally the result of the 'Mad King''s habit of spreading and hiding things...
One of the legacies.
Hiding things scattered is a good habit in Goethe's opinion.
When an accident occurs, not putting all your eggs in one basket will be your best preventive measure to reduce losses.
but!
This habit of half-talking and leaving people guessing is really bad.
Especially those that show off.
It's really bad.
How can one let people guess without even telling the puzzle itself?
"If you stand in front of me, I will punch you."
Goethe said to himself.
Then, Goethe raised his hand and picked up the notes of the previous ‘Mad King’.
In Goethe's opinion, the mystery is most likely hidden in these lines.
But unfortunately, when Jerry brought dinner, he still got nothing.
Sliced beef and mutton are piled one on top of another, neatly arranged on a white porcelain plate.
The potatoes were cut into half-month-old slices, and the lettuce was broken into whole pieces and washed.
What pleased Goethe the most was Erba Jiang.
The proportions Jerry prepared were exactly right.
"Jerry, can you pickle sugar and garlic?"
Goethe asked.
The female puppet looked confused.
Although she looks the same as a human, she only looks the same.
There is still a big difference between being a real person.
However, the attitude is much better.
"I can learn, Master."
Said by the female puppet.
"Well..."
"I also want to teach you, but I don't know how to pickle sugar garlic - I can only eat it."
Goethe showed a helpless smile.
"Maybe we could ask for some chefs?"
"The chefs at the 'Academy' might know."
Jerry suggested.
"Well, I'll ask."
Goethe nodded, then thought.
The vase on the table in front of me immediately turned into a steaming copper pot. The charcoal fire was emitting sparks. After adding some shrimp skin, seaweed, wolfberry and dates, the purified water turned into pure soup in the copper pot.
Rolling.
After the mutton slices are put into the pot, they change color as soon as they are turned.
After the beef slices are put into the pot, they rise and fall with the soup.
Go down with a chopstick, hold the mutton and beef together, and put it in your mouth.
Chewing the completely different texture of beef and mutton, Goethe raised the corners of his mouth, picked up a second chopstick, dipped it in Erba sauce, wrapped it in a thick layer, and put it directly into his mouth.
The taste of sesame sauce, peanut butter and beef and mutton instantly gave Goethe a sense of happiness.
This is a treat for the taste buds.
It feels more like ‘home’.
"Should add a spicy kick."
Goethe thought about it and arranged for Jerry to do it.
I also brought chopped green onions and coriander.
This is a habit that Goethe developed in his hometown. The first bite of meat must not be dipped in sauce.
The second bite is dipped in pure Erba sauce.
Other things will be added only after the third mouthful.
Because by doing this, you can enjoy the deliciousness of the meat.
Zhila!
Hot oil is poured on the dried chili peppers.
Every dried chili is intact, without any modification or cutting.
When the spicy aroma hit his face, Goethe put the oil, chopped green onion, and coriander in the sesame sauce bowl. After stirring vigorously, he scooped out a bowl of broth from the copper pot and ate and drank.
After the meat is eaten, it’s time to eat vegetables.
Potatoes are soft and glutinous.
Lettuce is crispy.
But it is not as good as adding vinegar to the broth in the copper pot to cook noodles.
The noodles should be served in small slices.
The soup base needs to be very hot.
While tossing, pour the vinegar on top and it's a perfect meal.
At this moment, Goethe experienced this perfection.
It was the same for the next few days.
Apart from eating and drinking every day, he also did business with those restless people in the 'college' - not everyone could offer up a bargaining chip worthy of Goethe telling them the news.
But no matter who appears, it will prove that Moore Dodd is alive.
Time passes day by day.
When Goethe was about to let Jerry study fried noodles, the "convoy" arrived.
It was Sunday morning.
Woo!
The whistle sounded from the clouds, and an old-fashioned steam locomotive broke through the gray-black fog, dragging sixteen wooden carriages, driving on the invisible track, quickly approaching the 'college'.
When the first whistle sounded, the teachers from the 'college' appeared at the school gate.
Many security guards dispersed the students.
Even if this train brings letters from family members.
These letters must be checked by the teachers of the 'college' before they can be handed over to them.
The same goes for letters from teachers.
Check each other and supervise each other.
That was all that was needed twenty years ago.
Now?
It must be reviewed by Van Der Sar.
This time is no exception.
"Vice Principal Van Der Sar, this letter."
A bloated man with a pipe in his mouth, wearing a captain's hat and a red nose handed two bags of letters to Van der Sar, one from the teacher and one from the students.
"Thank you for your hard work, Conductor Edward."
"Every time I see you coming, it is the happiest time for me."
The old woman said with a smile.
"Me too, because every time I arrive here successfully, I am extremely lucky."
Conductor Edward turned his head and looked behind him as he spoke.
"Young men, please move your goods down. Those in need can come and buy them. For those in the tour group, you can move around freely and return to the car before sunset. If there is a delay, we will not wait for you."
When Edward said these words, the conductors on the train took action.
Small stalls appeared along both sides of the train.
Most of them are canned food and the like, and a few are books.
There are also some handicrafts and the like.
Students in the 'college' can purchase freely, but they cannot leave the train area or board the train. They are supervised by teachers and security guards - it is a shift system. Teachers and security staff are divided into two shifts, staggered in the morning and afternoon, to ensure that all
People can buy what they want, this is also the rule set by van der Sar.
However, Goethe did not fall into this rule.
When Goethe showed up with Jerry, many guys in the crowd looked at him.
Goethe saw it.
There are some that I have never seen before.
At this time, they all looked at Goethe without leaving a trace while passing on the news they knew to the person they wanted to pass on.
Goethe noticed this.
But what he cares more about is a flight attendant.
The other party also has a stall.
There are various cans on display.
When he saw Goethe, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Goethe.
The strange look on his face made Goethe stop in front of this stall.
Goethe selected the cans with great interest. The cans on the steward's stall in front of him were quite complete, including canned beef, mutton, pork, dried beans, vegetables and fruits.
Goethe was particularly fond of canned peaches and pears.
Of course, Goethe did not forget to look at the other party.
From Goethe's perspective, the man with his head lowered looked pale and felt awkward.
When he caught Goethe's gaze, he shrank suddenly and said in very low words——
