The next day, it’s 8 o’clock in the morning.
Mies and Gropius have already returned to the Pier of Pritzker Harbor to start a new round of portage work. Irene has not forgotten her brothers' instructions and will take a public carriage to the post office from today on.
After breakfast, Weinerson sat leisurely on the sofa with a copy of "The Great Geographic Discovery" in his hand. This was the second time he opened a book other than Jason's diary.
The Federal Mountains, where the headquarters of the Honavitch Church is located, starts from the 9643 train platform and goes all the way south through the Moller Freshwater Lake and the Rust Plains, Hellenbosch, the Dark Forest, and finally arrives at the Sleeping and Crimson Holy Land. The journey takes about 6 hours. .
6 hours?
Is it because of Super Train?
I remember that it would take about 5 hours for an ordinary steam train to reach the Rust Plains from Faslanka.
With his mind spinning, Weinerson looked through other geographical knowledge and truly understood the vastness of the Phaedras continent.
I crammed in some "geography" knowledge until it was almost noon, and my stomach growled before I stood up again, stretched and walked to the kitchen.
After heating up the leftover potatoes and beef from last night, eating a loaf of black bread, and drinking a cup of tea made with the cheapest tea leaves on the market, Weinerson entered the bathroom with a book.
More than a week has passed since time travel to now. Every time like this, he couldn't help but sigh that he didn't have a mobile phone or a game console, so he could only read newspapers or books.
Seven or eight minutes later, a loud pumping sound came from inside. He walked out refreshed, washed his hands, returned to the bedroom on the second floor, and locked the door.
Then, Weinerson closed the curtains on the bay window and tried to exercise his mental strength in a dark environment.
He discovered that after touching the blasphemous cards, it was just like what was written in Jason's diary. A lot of unfamiliar knowledge appeared in his mind, accompanied by occasional intermittent whispers that were not frequent.
The sounds are illusory, overlapping, and disorganized. Many times I can only understand one or two sentences. But just when I want to stop, my head will feel a stabbing pain, and my whole body will become hazy. It will take at least a long time to slowly recover. .
Although it can't be compared to the murmur when entering the royal court in the old days, it is indeed annoying enough to hear it in your ears from time to time.
He tapped the corners of the wooden table with his fingers, trying to recall the inexplicable extra knowledge.
Mental power, telekinesis, spirituality, control...
Thinking about it carefully, at first it seemed that there were only descriptions of mental power and spiritual power in my mind, and there was no mention at all of the telekinesis power mentioned by Gorod, nor the control power that I had figured out by myself.
The specific changes came from the knowledge that there was "psychic power". It was just words. The scenes describing these powers seemed to have really formed in my mind.
Could it be that a spiritual master’s control over extraordinary power requires first knowing the name of the extraordinary power before he can understand it?
The white quill floats in mid-air, rotating at high speed at the top of the pen tip, emitting circles of airflow, and constantly changing the direction of the pen tip according to the direction of Weinerson's finger.
I now control my power more skillfully than the night before, and can control 2 items at the same time.
After half an hour of repeated control exercises and an hour of spiritual power release, Weinerson fell on the bed exhausted, breathing heavily.
He did not systematically and formally learn extraordinary knowledge, and could only explore bit by bit. This efficiency cannot be said to be fast, because as the extraordinary knowledge is digested by the blasphemy cards, various abilities will automatically form corresponding learning methods and pictures in his mind. But it is undoubtedly much slower than the clergy who study and exercise systematically.
In addition to the use of one's own power, there is also knowledge in the field of mysticism. However, to do these things, it is safer to wait until college and study under the guidance of a teacher.
Weinerson thought this way, and he dispersed some light groups that stayed in the shallow memories of his mind. Before he is truly proficient and learns more, he does not intend to try occultism rashly, because it will waste the required materials. It is easy to attract danger...
.........
Hutton Mall, Castleton District, inside a luxurious villa.
Lilith walked gracefully from her bathrobe to the makeup mirror, staring at the black wooden box. The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became peaceful.
Huh... She let out a breath of turbid air, calmed her excited and restless heart, stretched out her left hand, and explored the mysterious playing cards in the wooden box.
"It's really amazing. This is indeed a blasphemy against the cards!" The girl held the cards in her hands and said happily to herself.
I spent 50 ml of dead vine juice and 1,300 pounds in exchange for blasphemous playing cards. I'm really lucky. I don't know if the old man has received anything from me.
Hmm... I remember it was written in the book that profane cards are played by touch. Where should I start?
The ruby-like eyes focused on the center of the card, where the light emitted, the feathers clustered, and the gems formed.
No matter what, let’s touch the extraordinary first!
She took a deep breath, and when she was about to try to touch it with her fingertips, there was a knock on the door, and Lilith frowned.
Here it comes again, my crimson god, did they do it on purpose? Every time I have something to do, I'm always interrupted.
She put the card back into the wooden box, turned around, and walked to the door.
"Who is it?" Lilith turned the handle and stuck out half of her head.
Nia, wearing a black and white maid uniform, stood in the corridor three steps away as usual.
Lilith walked out wearing a pure white bathrobe, closed the white wooden door with her backhand, looked at Nia and said:
"Didn't I say that? Don't disturb me during this time."
Nia replied with a wry smile:
"I'm sorry, miss, but the valet of His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales came over just now. He said that His Highness asked you to go there tomorrow morning to attend the ceremony."
"Ceremony?" Lilith rolled her eyes, took a few steps forward, and approached Nia.
"Yes, a ceremony, a ceremony held by the royal family." Nia said familiarly.
I'm going to see those short-haired prairie dogs again. I hate dealing with them.
Lilith frowned slightly and said:
"Is there anything else? If not, don't bother me. This period of time is very important to me."
As she spoke, she clasped her palms together vigorously and emphasized three very important root words.
"No, miss, there is nothing else to do today except dinner time in two hours." Nia quickly added.
"Okay, please leave me alone until dinner arrives." Lilith said quickly, then quickly turned around and entered the room.
At the same time, she was muttering silently in her heart.
No one can disturb my extraordinary touch today, unless there is a fire in the house and an explosion in the backyard, otherwise... Bah, bah, there is a fire in the house, Lilith, how can you have such an idea? Even if the sky falls, don't try to stop me today.
Looking at the young lady leaving quickly, Nia breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and left the second floor.
Standing at the door, holding back her temper, she watched her personal maid go away through the crack in the door. It wasn't until she came downstairs that Lilith closed the door with a creak and turned back to the dressing table.
"As long as I touch it with my fingers, I can have extraordinary power!"
Lilith clenched her pink fist, and after three seconds, she suddenly stretched out her fingers and pressed towards the gem in the middle of the card.
Um? no change....
Boom!
Boom!
Strong heartbeats suddenly came from all around, and shadowy figures appeared on the wall. What she could see was a colorful world like an oil painting, constantly rotating, disintegrating, and reorganizing.
Immediately afterwards, she saw an overwhelming number of deformed and mutated corpses, hanging on the burning trees and in front of the devil's castle. Broken limbs, internal organs, hands, feet, heads, everywhere under her feet...
Lilith stood dumbly in front of the ancient bronze mirror, her eyes empty, like a statue.
