1913, June.
While inspecting the troops, His Majesty King George V suddenly fell from a galloping horse, causing his pelvis to be almost severely shattered.
This fall caused His Majesty's health to decline drastically, and I soon realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Perhaps I could use this incident to gain the right to rule the Newcastle Territory in a fair and just way.
By studying the activated vegetation, I prepared a potion that enhanced vitality.
These medicines full of active power quickly healed His Majesty George V's injuries and made him more energetic than before. I also got my wish, becoming the chief physician of the palace and gaining the right to rule Newcastle.
And what I paid was just a few square meters of turf.
Those stupid nobles have all been bribed by me, and no one can refuse such a mysterious bottle of potion. They are like maggots in the toilet, their bodies have long been rotten and smelly, and they can only rely on my life potion to continue.
The Whateley family has never been more popular.
But I don’t care about these illusory things. I am different from those politicians who are corrupted by power. What I pursue is only truth and knowledge, and everything I want is hidden in that land!
My intuition tells me that there must be secrets there!
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1913, October.
Bad news, I found that the activity of the land is decreasing.
I can't watch all this happen. Those greedy nobles are waiting for my potion. If the land and vegetation lose their vitality, then the ending waiting for me will be to be torn apart by those hateful wolves!
No...that's not what I want!
I tried to prevent this power from disappearing, but unfortunately no matter what method I used, it didn't work.
The activity contained in the land and vegetation is getting less and less, and it is expected that it can only last for three months at most, so I must find a way to prevent this power from disappearing during this time!
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1913, December.
Bad news came one after another, and the power was already very thin.
If there are no accidents, by the end of this month, that power will completely disappear, and the land and vegetation will return to their previous state. By then, I will no longer be able to produce that magical potion.
The fallen meteorite was not found.
Originally, I thought that after the meteorite fell, it was broken into pieces by the huge impact force and merged into the land, which produced this powerful and vigorous life. But now I have one last chance, which is to find the remaining material of the meteorite!
I built a factory in this area, claiming to be used to treat municipal sewage waste.
There are factories like this all over the UK, so no one will doubt me. Those stupid civilians are even thanking me. But in this way, I can dig and study this land openly, hoping to find something. The remaining material from that meteorite.
May the almighty and kind Heavenly Father bless your devout and faithful believers!
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1914, late January.
The excavation process went smoothly and no one discovered it.
The only regret is that I couldn't trust other people, so I had to dig by myself. Fifty meters above the surface, I finally found the meteorite. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a pure golden egg!
This golden egg is about three meters in diameter, and the outside looks like it is woven from some kind of velvet. It exudes extremely powerful and powerful mysterious energy, at least hundreds of times that of the previous land and vegetation.
Just taking a breath near the golden egg made me feel a steady stream of power flowing out.
But at the same time, I heard a strong heartbeat coming from inside this golden egg.
Something is gestating inside this golden egg, so the disappearance of the activity in the land and vegetation is because something in this golden egg is resurrecting?
I don't know what is hidden inside this golden egg.
But if I want this energy, I have to let the thing in the egg continue to sleep!
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1914, February.
Unfortunately, I tried every means but could not open this golden egg.
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1914, March.
The heartbeat inside the golden egg became stronger and stronger, and breathing could even be heard occasionally.
There was not much time left for me, and the things inside quickly revived. I remembered that there was some extraordinary knowledge recorded in the Whateley family book collection. Maybe they could help me open this thing.
I hope my grandfather didn't lie to me and those books are really useful.
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1914, April, London.
I found a book containing strange rituals.
But I had no choice. I followed the description in the book and successfully held the ceremony.
As I get closer and closer to the truth, I am already bathed in the glory of knowledge.
Human beings are simply too insignificant, and the truth they pursue throughout their lives are nothing but false illusions.
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1914, late April.
I used the knowledge in my mind to open the golden egg.
But the scene before my eyes subverted my understanding of the entire world.
I once thought that there would be no God in the world.
The almighty and merciful Heavenly Father is nothing more than religious belief.
But now, I realize that I was wrong. There are really gods in this world. They look at us from above and see human beings suffering from life, death and war, but they still refuse to show mercy to save us.
God cannot be both all-powerful and all-good.
If God is omnipotent, He must not be merciful.
If God is merciful, then He must not be omnipotent.
This...is not fair!
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1914, May.
Amazing!
It's incredible. There is such a creature in the world? !
1914, June.
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1914, July.
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1914, August.
God is neither omniscient, omnipotent, nor merciful.
1914, September.
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1914, late September.
A girl from the future is the perfect foundation stone.
1914, October.
The research is progressing smoothly, but there are no longer enough experimental subjects.
1914, November.
I want to thank Germany. If they hadn't caused the war, maybe I wouldn't have such a good opportunity.
Now that the untouchables in the city have noticed the truth, why not take this opportunity to turn them all into experimental subjects. Anyway, it is a time of war. As long as you use a little trick, you can hide it from those stupid politicians. .
1914, December.
I need to watch a lot of death!
1914, late December.
I didn't expect that the thing I got from the golden egg could actually summon things from another world, which would help me complete my plan.
January 1914.
Germany bombs London.
The hotel's renovation plan has been completed and everything is ready except for the final 'experiment'.
My plan to ascend to God...can finally begin!
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