6 Beyonder Gathering

Early in the morning, Ebner, who had spent a hard (?) night without any gains, once again came to the restaurant he frequented for breakfast. However, he didn't encounter Xio this time. It was likely that she was still verifying the information he had told her yesterday.

Following that, he busied himself throughout the day searching for supplementary ingredients for the Reader potion. The pure water, ball thread grass powder, and Chang Pu's juice were easy to find. There was no need to talk about pure water; all he needed to do was distill it with an experimental device. Ebner had yet to complete his graduation process, so he could use a public school laboratory to complete it. As for ball thread grass and Chang Pu, they weren't difficult to find. There were many wild plants in the suburbs that could be harvested. The more troublesome ones were pure white pixie flowers. Although they were ordinary plants without any spirituality, they only grew on the islands in the Sonia Sea… Therefore, Ebner had to travel all over Backlund to buy one from an herb store. This flower cost him one soli!

After dinner, dressed in the casual clothes and hooded cloak he had bought the day before, Ebner went out again and took the public carriage to Iron Gate Street on the bridge.

After taking a few steps, he saw a bar named Bravehearts. He saw a seemingly heavy black wooden door and a burly man who was nearly two meters tall with his arms crossed.

The gathering for Eye of Wisdom should be held in an apartment in an alley behind the Bravehearts Bar. However, I don't know which apartment it is, so I have to be like Mr. Fool in the novel and find the person in charge of the bar to lead the way. As he pondered, Ebner didn't stop and walked straight into the bar.

The burly guard sized him up but did not stop him from pushing the door open. He only cursed in a low voice when he heard the cheers inside.

It was the peak period of the bar's business. Before Ebner entered, he could already feel the heat waves rushing at him, smell the strong fragrance of malt, and hear the noise. To the atmosphere, this place was no different from a modern bar.

The fragrance of alcohol mixed with the smell of sweat came. Ebner looked around and identified the direction. Then, while protecting his belongings, he squeezed towards the bar counter.

Without waiting for the bartender to speak, he imitated Klein's tone and experience from the novel and said, "A cup of Southville beer." This was the best beer produced by the Loen Kingdom. Of course, Ebner didn't know if it was real or fake because it was from a novel.

"Five pence," the bartender replied with familiarity.

Ebner took out the five pence he had prepared earlier and gave it to the other party in exchange for a large wooden cup containing golden wine. The fragrance of the beer was rich and alluring.

"In front of it, many beers can't even be considered alcohol. They can only be considered beverages." The bartender chuckled.

Ebner took the cup but didn't drink it. He only observed it for a moment and looked at the fine white foam inside. Then, he asked, "Where's Kaspars Kalinin?" This person was the guide who led the protagonist, Klein, to the gathering in the novel.

The bartender stopped wiping his glass and looked up at him for a few seconds before pointing to the side. "Room Two."

Ebner nodded, picked up his cup, and walked out of Paper No. 2 House. He knocked lightly, and the door creaked open.

There were four people in the room, and all of them looked over when they heard the door open. Ebner didn't recognize any of them, so he had no choice but to speak in a measured tone, "Gentlemen, good evening. I'm looking for Kaspars Kalinin."

Hearing this, an old man with a big nose and a linen shirt limped over after covering the cards. He was a little impatient at first, but when he saw Ebner's face hidden under the cloak, he said in surprise, "Ebner? Why are you here?!"

What? This old man knows me? Why don't I have any impression of him? This script is not right! Ebner thought quickly and searched the Host's memories. Unfortunately, he still had no impression.

"This isn't the place to talk. Come with me!" Kaspars seemed to be unsurprised by Ebner's confusion. He led him to a private lounge before continuing, "You probably don't recognize me, but I know you, Ebner! Your father once helped me a great deal. I'm friends with him."

"Father's friend?" Ebner realized. No wonder he had no relevant memories.

"Yes, unfortunately, I found out about what happened to your family too late. Otherwise, I should've been able to help him. At the very least, I could've prevented him from signing that loan shark full of traps. At the very least, I could've prevented him from committing suicide. Sigh, when I heard about this, I could only secretly help you block those debt collectors so that they wouldn't pursue those unreasonable interest payments. It was also at that time that I saw your photo," Kaspars explained simply.

So his father had borrowed money from the mafia? That made sense. Under normal circumstances, even if he went bankrupt, as a former businessman, his father still had the connections to make a comeback. However, he had nothing left and had to shoulder a debt that was hard to recover from. He really had no way out! Furthermore, his mother was missing. No wonder he committed suicide… Abner sighed when he heard this. At the same time, he felt a little thankful for Kaspars. If what Kaspars said was true, it was thanks to him that he had been able to live so peacefully after transmigrating over the past few days.

At the same time, Ebner had a strange sense of familiarity with this matter. After all, he had just analyzed it for Xio yesterday. Hence, he said to the old man in front of him, "Thank you for your help… Can you tell me who Father borrowed from?"

"It's Dual-Faced Lawson! You don't have to thank me. Firstly, I'm returning your father's favor, and secondly, I'm only saving them from unreasonable interest. They've already taken the principal and normal interest from your villa's auction," Kaspars replied.

It's really this Lawson. I didn't expect us to have such 'fate'. It looks like I'll have to help Miss Xio teach him a lesson after I become a Beyonder.

Kaspars was not surprised to see Ebner remain silent after hearing Lawson's name. He asked, "By the way, Ebner, how did you find me? And why are you here?"

Upon hearing that, Ebner snapped out of his daze. Thinking of serious matters, he straightened his expression and said, "I'm here to look for a Beyonder organization's gathering. Yes, the kind of Beyonder you know. I heard that you can lead the way!"

"How do you know about Beyonders?! And why are you looking for them? Could it be…?" Kaspars looked at him in bewilderment.

"Yes, I was involved in a supernatural incident. I can only solve it by finding them!" Ebner saw through Kaspars' intentions and avoided the main point. He did not mention how he knew Kaspars was the guide.

Kaspars muttered to himself for a moment before taking a closer look at Ebner. Then, he said, "They happen to be having a gathering today. I'll lead you there! The people there are quite powerful. As for whether you can gain anything, it has nothing to do with me. However, I have to warn you in advance not to anger them. Otherwise, you might not see tomorrow's sun! Remember that, Ebner?"

Ebner nodded and said, "I won't be so rash!" Then he asked sincerely, "Do I need to pay for you to lead the way?"

Kaspars nodded in satisfaction. "You know the rules very well! Well, for the sake of our acquaintance, I'll give you a 50% discount. Just one pound will do."

Without hesitation, Ebner handed over a one-pound note, then took an iron mask from Kaspars that covered half his face.

' Put it on,' said Kaspars, and led Ebner away, limping towards the kitchen position of the bar. From there they entered the alley behind them and went round to a dark house.

Seeing that Ebner had already put on his mask, Kaspars took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and knocked on the door. Eight heavy, one light, seven long, and one short.

Seven or eight seconds later, a small wooden board on the door was suddenly pulled open, revealing the brown eyes behind it.

After being scrutinized for a while, Ebner finally saw the door open. A man wearing an iron mask stood there and said to them in a hoarse voice, "The gathering will begin in a minute or two. Hurry up!"

He closed the door, turned around, and led Ebner through the dark living room and into the activity room on the first floor. A candle was lit on the coffee table there, its faint yellow light casting shadows across the room.

There were already more than ten people sitting on the sofas and chairs around the coffee table. They were all dressed in iron masks.

Ebner found an empty chair and sat down. He looked around and soon noticed an old man sitting in an armchair. The wrinkles on his cheeks were deep, and his skin was slightly shriveled.

From his looks and the reverence the surrounding people have for him, this elder should be the Great Detective Eye of Wisdom Isengard, right?

While Ebner was thinking, the old gentleman suspected to be Eye of Wisdom looked at the clock on the wall and said in an old voice, "It's time. Let's begin. We don't have to wait for our late friends."

Just as he said that a lady rushed to say, "I want to sell a weapon. It's a dagger. As long as it stabs you, Beyonders below Sequence 7 will immediately lose their Beyonder powers. As for those above Sequence 7, they will also be affected, causing the effects of their Beyonder powers to decrease. In addition, it's sufficiently sharp and firm."

"What's its negative effect?" someone asked.

"Every time we successfully use it to seal the enemy's Beyonder powers, it will make the user feel as though there are electric currents running through their mind, forming a barbed whip that constantly strikes their souls. It's painful and numb. However, as long as we are prepared, this pain can be endured," the lady replied.

"What do you want to exchange it for?" It was obvious that someone was tempted. This dagger had a surprising effect in battles between Beyonders.

"550 pounds or Sequence 8 Barbarian formula!"

So it's the original lady who has been changing the Barbarian formula. Although I have this formula in my memories, I'm here today to sell another formula. It would be too eye-catching if I were to take it out again. Besides, melee weapons aren't very suitable for me. After all, I don't know any combat techniques. It would be perfect if Xio holds it…

While Ebner was lost in his thoughts, the dagger had been bought by a middle-aged man for 550 pounds.

After that, a few people proposed the deal. Some succeeded, while others failed. Ebner looked at the interval between the deals and slowly exhaled. He suppressed his voice and said,

"I want to sell potion formulas!"