Mystery: The Stars Returner

"Susie, I'm about to finish digesting the operator's potion." Audrey was in a good mood after leaving Damier Island.

In this storm operation, she is equivalent to an organizer and fits the performance needs of the operator very well, which speeds up the digestion of her operator potion.

"Audrey, are we going back?" Susie could see what Audrey was really thinking.

"Susie, you are getting smarter and smarter now."

"Wang!"

Susie wagged her tail proudly, then followed Audrey and returned to the suburban manor in the Southern Continent through the Travel Gate.

On the second floor, Hastur, who was reading a book in the study to kill the boring time, glanced at the Travel Door emerging in the garden, put down the book, came to the window, and looked at Audrey and Susie who came out of the Travel Door. .

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Susie shouted enthusiastically to Hasta who was standing at the window. Audrey smiled slightly and shook the exquisitely wrapped gift box in her right hand.

Hasta's figure flashed and he appeared in front of Audrey naturally, and said with a smile: "Is this a gift specially prepared for me?"

"No, this is for Sharon and Azshara."

"It's so biased."

"Where are Sharon and Azshara?"

"They just went out to take care of some things."

In the evening, Hasta personally cooked a table of delicious dishes for Audrey.

During the period of seclusion here, what he practiced most often was cooking. He cooked all the delicacies that he had tasted or heard about in the original world, and his cooking skills improved greatly.

"No, I can't eat anymore, it's not elegant at all."

Audrey struggled to resist the temptation of the delicious food. She glanced at Hasta who was suppressing a smile while tasting the delicious food, and pretended to be annoyed: "Mr. Hasta, you are not allowed to cook casually in the future."

"I also miss Miss Audrey's craftsmanship."

Audrey seemed to have thought of something, and her eyebrows slightly arched, "It just so happens that I have seen many local specialties during this trip, such as fried bugs, spiders, etc., and I have always wanted to let Mr. Hasta taste them. arrive."

Hastur took a slight breath and said, "In this case, that's really my luck."

"Mr. Hastur, then you are not allowed to waste food."

Hastur said with a serious face: "Miss Audrey, please be merciful."

Audrey raised her chin slightly, thought for a while and said, "I will think about it carefully."

"Susie, you also hope to taste the delicious food made by Miss Audrey, right?"

"Wang?"

Susie trembled slightly and hurriedly ran to the other corner to avoid eating dog food and hurting innocent people at the same time.

After the chat ended, Hastur and Audrey walked hand in hand in the garden.

Sharon likes to plant many flowers in the garden with her own hands. Hasta collects flower seeds from all over the world, covering basically all types.

To this end, the entire garden has been expanded several times in size.

"Mr. Hastur, what's new lately?"

"There happens to be something related to your Tarot Society."

Hastur informed Audrey about the time-travelers who did not belong to this era.

"Are they really from the same era as Mr. Fool?" Audrey asked in surprise.

She had also heard of such a special group, and members of the Tarot Club had mentioned this before during meetings, but they had not yet had in-depth contact with it.

"They came from the depths of the place where you held the Tarot meeting, and were liberated and descended by the Fool himself."

"Is this a way for Mr. Fool to wake up?"

"He just doesn't want these people to still live the fate of sleeping."

"Have Mr. Hastur contacted them?"

"Well, I've joined one of these interesting little groups." The corner of Hasta's mouth raised as he remembered something interesting.

……

Intis, the Curly Baboon Research Association once again held a meeting in a secluded manor. Even with the isolation of a secret room, a tragic sound could be vaguely heard.

"Dadi, you, please don't be so excited now. In this mysterious world with extraordinary power, everything has its own solution. Your problem may be properly handled in the future."

Faced with Miss Frenk's soft words of comfort, the earth fell silent from wailing and screaming. At this moment, he squatted in his position, hugged his knees with his hands, and buried his head deeply inside.

It's like a wall of nuts stuck there.

Robert showed a look of fear and lingering fear. For the first time, he was glad that he had chosen the path of a generalist.

It's too dangerous!

It’s too weird!

When the Assassin Path is promoted to a Sequence 7 Witch, he will forcibly change his gender and become a real woman.

For women, this is actually a good thing, because it will greatly enhance their appearance and charm.

Being able to elevate a passable appearance and figure to a level of over 80 is simply an extraordinary path that many women dream of.

But such changes and gifts are definitely the cruelest torture for a man, especially a burly and masculine man.

Of course, we do not rule out the possibility that some male compatriots will readily accept it.

It took a long time before the trembling sound of the earth seeped out from the knees.

"I only like to play female characters in the virtual online world, but I have never thought about becoming a Thai ladyboy."

"Well..." Miss Frenck said apologetically: "I didn't know at the beginning that this assassin route would be so terrifying..."

"When I think that one day I will become a girl, I will have to wear women's clothes, put on lipstick, speak like a girl, and be looked at with hot and malicious eyes by men..."

Dadi shivered and couldn't speak anymore.

Frank really didn't know how to comfort the earth at this moment, so he could only look at Robert, Russell, and Claude for help.

Robert opened his mouth, but closed it anyway. If he thought about it from his perspective, if he knew that he would become a witch in the future and forcibly change his gender... he would definitely collapse.

After looking at the bustling Russell for a long time, he chuckled and said, "Actually, you don't have to be so pessimistic. Just treat this world as a virtual world and you are just a lucky player."

"Trying to be a girl is also a fresh experience. A new life is not a waste of time for us to come to this world."

"Relax, I heard that all witches are very good-looking. Have you never thought that one day you will have a face that surpasses Fan Bingbing, Liu Yifei, and Gao Yuanyuan?"

Dadi's body trembled, and then he buried his head deeper.

He had once fantasized about changing his face, but he preferred to be called Yanzu. If it was Peng Yuyan, it would not be unacceptable.

"Do you think there are gender distinctions among existences like gods?" Claude asked a question that made people daydream.

"Probably not. Gods have no form, and formlessness means thousands of appearances. They are a more noble existence, and they should not and will not be limited to male and female gender." Miss Frank said thoughtfully.

Robert also interjected: "Just like Guanyin Bodhisattva, although his image in many movies and TV dramas is female, he also has a male incarnation, neither male nor female, neither human nor strange."

"This statement is indeed interesting, and for gods with magical powers far beyond the imagination of mortals, changing from male to female is just a matter of a thought, and the body is just a way station for the soul."

"That's right, as long as you advance to a higher level and have stronger power, changing from male to female is just a small matter."

As Miss Frank and Robert sang together, Dadi slowly raised his head and showed hopeful eyes, "Really?"

Miss Frank and Robert hurriedly affirmed.

Russell chuckled inwardly. For a high-sequence being, changing from male to female is indeed very simple.

But, wearing women's clothing is addictive, let alone becoming a real woman.

This is the scary thing about the extraordinary path of a witch. No matter how much you hated becoming a witch in the past, you will enjoy the joy of becoming a witch later on.

Human nature, reason, and desire are crawling in an ever-twisting abyss.