"Lord of the Mysteries: : The Story Hidden Beneath Fate

After waking up, Jiang Yang discovers that his entire world has changed. He has arrived in a strange new world... Here, there are mysterious Beyonders, bizarre extraordinary creatures, and all kinds of magical items... He becomes a young man who has just inherited a noble title, with one goal: to find a way back to the real world... (A fanfiction novel based on Lord of the Mysteries)Chapter 1 Dreams and RealityTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2215 wordsUpdate time: 2023-04-09 16:34:52

Pen, a European medieval quill pen...

Jiang Yang woke up from his sleep. The dream was bizarre, as if it was a European city that had just experienced the steam industry. The dream ended with a feather pen.

How could I have such a strange dream, Jiang Yang murmured. Just when he wanted to recall the dream, he felt very tired, as if he was woken up just after falling asleep after staying up all night. He felt very uncomfortable, especially his head felt like a mess and he couldn't remember anything.

What's wrong with me? I haven't been staying up late lately. I've been going to bed early and getting up early. Jiang Yang raised his right hand, tilted his head to the side, stretched out his index and middle fingers and gently touched his temple. After a while, he felt a little more awake.

Hey, why am I sitting on a chair? Did I really fall asleep while staying up late? Jiang Yang, who was a little more awake, immediately realized his current state. He was sitting on a soft chair. It seemed that he had to stay up less late. His body senses were all wrong. There was no such soft chair in my house.

Jiang Yang shook his head, opened his eyes, and was about to get up and go back to bed, but what caught his eye was a huge wooden desk with an antique feather pen on the table...

Ah! Jiang Yang was startled and uttered a sound unconsciously. His body instinctively stepped back, and his calf hit the chair and he fell heavily onto it.

Following Jiang Yang's exclamation, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a strange language, like the language in a dream. The meaning of this sentence was: "Sir, do you need any help?"

In an unfamiliar environment, Jiang Yang instinctively chose to hide himself. He recalled the scene in his dream and answered in his new language, which was not very fluent: "No, it's okay. I just bumped into something. You can get off now."

"Okay, sir." Another voice came from outside the door. Jiang Yang's heart relaxed slightly. Then he looked around the environment he was in. The closest thing was a huge desk.

On the table was a leather-wrapped book, half-opened, with a feather pen on the right. It seemed to be a diary. There were patterns carved on the corners of the table, and reliefs of various creatures on both sides.

Further away, there was a huge window on the right side of the desk. Through the glass, it was pitch black outside. He could vaguely see his own appearance, blond hair, slender figure, wearing a slightly gorgeous nightgown. A name instantly emerged in Jiang Yang's mind, Robert Grallant, the protagonist of the dream...

The other sides were huge bookshelves, filled with all kinds of books. Looking up, there were patterns carved around the roof, and in the patterns were angels. Jiang Yang recalled his dream, and they should be angels representing the goddess of night.

There was a fluffy carpet under his feet, and not far from his feet there was a book placed randomly, as if it had fallen. The carpet felt very soft, but it was a pity that Jiang Yang had never come into contact with this kind of knowledge, and didn't know what material it was made of. In the previous dream, the original owner didn't seem to know about this either.

Jiang Yang picked up the book that had fallen on the ground. The touch of the paper was very real. He flipped through it casually and found it seemed to be a novel. He put it on the desk and picked up the diary on the desk. There were some beautiful words recorded on it, most of which were used to describe ladies.

"Is this a hint that I should pursue love?" Jiang Yang complained silently. Then he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he didn't expect that the first lucid dream he experienced would be such a strange world.

This should be a combination of all the Western cultures I have come into contact with. The language is probably modified from my half-understood English. I don't know how much I can remember after waking up, but before that, I will enjoy this aristocratic life that is the opposite of reality.

Jiang Yang stood up from his chair again, intending to check out other rooms, but as soon as he stood up, the confusion in his brain and the fatigue in his body made him give up the idea. It seemed that constructing this room was the limit of his brain. Jiang Yang could only sit back in his chair silently, closing his eyes and feeling the fatigue of his body and mind...

…

There was a sudden knock on the door, followed by a familiar voice, "Sir, it's already 10 o'clock, you need to rest."

In a daze, Jiang Yang instinctively answered, "Okay." Then, the door of the study opened and a young man came in. Jiang Yang stood up and felt someone supporting him in a daze, walking slowly. The last thing he remembered was a very comfortable bed...

…

The next day, Jiang Yang woke up early under the influence of his biological clock. When he opened his eyes, he saw a brand new scene: a big bed, a fireplace, and gorgeous lamps...

I am still in a dream, this thought flashed through Jiang Yang's mind, and then he pinched his face with his hands. It hurts, it really hurts... The feeling on his face made Jiang Yang sure that he was not dreaming, but all this seemed illogical.

In his memory, although life was not very good, he did not have any suicidal thoughts, nor did he save a girl who was about to be hit by a truck. At the same time, as a young man who had received nine years of compulsory education, he would not perform some inexplicable rituals or buy some strange things...

I slept and had a fantastic dream, and it was like I came to this world, a completely different world...

"Extraordinary" a word popped up in Jiang Yang's mind. This was a hobby of the protagonist in the dream. After carefully recalling the experience in the dream, this word seemed to represent a type of people who had special abilities, just like the superpowers in science fiction movies, but the protagonist in the dream seemed to have never seen such people.

The only thing he was sure of was that each church had an organization similar to that of the Beyonders. For example, the Church of the Goddess of Night he believed in had a special team called the Nightwatchers. The two major churches that coexisted with the Church of the Goddess of Night also had their own teams, the Mandated Punishers and the Mechanical Heart. In addition, the royal family also had...

But the original owner didn't want to join an organization, which meant he would lose his freedom. In addition, the various extraordinary people and extraordinary items he had been looking for and collecting seemed to be fake...

No, except this time, the quill...

Could this be the reason why I came to this world? Jiang Yang suddenly felt that he had found the key reason. He lifted the quilt and planned to go to the study according to the route he remembered.

The chill after the quilt was lifted reminded Jiang Yang of one thing. This world has religions, similar to Western culture. If they discover a person whose temperament has changed drastically, will they report it to the church immediately and then burn him as a heretic...

Jiang Yang paused and covered himself with the quilt. If my crossing through time was really due to my extraordinary ability, then the reason I came here was that the feather pen caused me to exchange souls with the protagonist in the dream, or did he kill the protagonist in the dream and lead to my coming here?

Although Jiang Yang had experienced his whole life, no, half of his life, it was like a dream. When he woke up, he had forgotten a lot, especially things like these that he had only had for a few days.

If it was a soul exchange, would I be able to get it back if I picked up the feather pen again? But if not, would it also lead to my death when I picked it up? This made Jiang Yang a little afraid to touch the feather pen. How about pretending to be himself, Robert Grallant, and collect some information on extraordinary abilities, which was also his hobby.

No, since I want to pretend that others can't see it, then this is my hobby. I am Robert Glint, a nobleman in his early 20s who has just inherited the title...Chapter 2 This WorldTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2588 wordsUpdate time: 2023-07-30 13:02:57

In a brand new world, if you want to avoid being discovered, the first step is to deceive the people around you.

Robert began to recall his life in his dream, a child born in Backlund, the Kingdom of Loen in the northern continent, the child of Viscount Grallint, who received a good education since childhood.

I like reading, and have organized and participated in many reading clubs. I am also interested in extraordinary abilities, and I often have private gatherings with my childhood friends for this purpose.

Both his father and mother were believers of the Night. His mother seemed to have died of illness a long time ago, and his father also died of illness, which led to him inheriting the title when he was just twenty years old.

Come to think of it, I seem to be a little thin. Most nobles are mainly engaged in spring hunting during this period, and I am reading books in the manor now. Could it be that...

Bah, bah, bah, don't think too much...

It should be around March now. Every June to New Year seems to be the "Backlund Social Season". According to tradition, the nobles of the Kingdom of Loen would gather in Backlund to attend various banquets, dances and salons. As a viscount who just inherited the title this year, there seemed to be a lot of activities...

"I'm most afraid of socializing," Robert muttered. Fortunately, there is still time. Maybe after collecting useful information in a month or two, I can go back and enjoy my phone, tablet, and computer instead of just reading books, watching plays and circus performances, or playing cards...

If I really stay in this world for a lifetime, I'm afraid the notes I write will become: Playing cards on July 13th, playing cards on the 14th, playing cards on the 15th, Robert, Robert! How could you be so depraved! Playing cards on the 17th...

Robert silently complained about the simple entertainment in this world, and then recalled...

In terms of treating others, maybe it was because of his physical condition, his father was not strict with him and was kind to his own housekeeper and servants, so he was also kind to his own housekeeper and servants, without too much aristocratic airs. Apart from that, there seemed to be nothing to be aware of...

"Be careful, and then find an excuse to collect basic information about extraordinary people." Robert carefully recalled the memories in his dream and felt that as long as he didn't meet anyone he was particularly familiar with, he would not be exposed.

As for the servants, the butler used to follow my father and knows a lot of things. I can't find a more suitable one for the time being. He has only recently come into contact with me, so he probably doesn't know me very well. After all, Grallint seems to be more of a homebody at home, and he won't be accompanied by a butler when he goes out.

As for the valet, it is easy to detect abnormalities, but sudden dismissal will also attract attention. Yes, I think he performs well, so I promoted him to assistant butler, mainly to help me collect Beyonder items and books. Anyway, I was collecting them before, so it is reasonable to arrange a special person to collect them after inheriting the viscount.

Having made up his mind, Robert breathed a sigh of relief and planned to go to the study to see if there were any relevant records in the Beyonder data he had collected before...

He rang the bell at the head of the bed, and soon there was a knock on the door. Then the door was opened, and a young man walked in slowly, with black hair, brown eyes, and a white shirt. A name immediately came to Robert's mind, Bancroft.

With the help of the butler, Robert quickly finished dressing and washing. He also saw his current appearance clearly. He was a little thin, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a high nose bridge. He seemed to be good-looking. In addition, he was a noble...

Tsk tsk, Robert sighed in his heart, then adjusted his mentality and went to the restaurant to have breakfast. The food was already on the table, including cold grilled meat, cheese, fish and so on.

The breakfast looked quite rich. Robert was a little surprised. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this world regarded breakfast as a main meal. After all, it was not the same world. Robert sighed inwardly and walked to the main table silently.

"Alvin, do I have any plans recently?" Robert asked the butler standing beside him during the meal.

Just as I remembered, whenever I saw Butler Alvin, he was always wearing a neat suit, with his slightly graying hair combed back. His light blue eyes on his slightly thin face revealed a serious look that made people feel at first glance that he was trustworthy and reliable.

"Lord Greylint, there is no schedule for today and tomorrow, but there is one thing you need to pay attention to. You need to decide as soon as possible when to start learning the corresponding etiquette and culture. This will take at least a month."

"Since this is your first year as a duke, the social season starting in June will require a grand banquet. This is your first time hosting one, so a lot of preparation is required. For this reason, no one will come to disturb you during this period."

Hearing Robert's words, Butler Alvin immediately responded.

Viscount Greylint, when Robert heard the name, his first reaction was the original owner's father. After a moment of hesitation, he realized that he was being talked about.

That's right, I inherited the title, and according to etiquette, everyone should call me Greylint.

I want to change my name to Greylint now.

"This world's name is really troublesome." Grellint complained in his heart, but then added, "But it's good that there are no parties recently."

Logically speaking, I should also pay attention to this matter, and it is also a good opportunity to ask for a replacement of a personal servant. Thinking of this, Grellint said:

"Starting from next week, you will be in charge of choosing the teacher. In addition, Bancroft will be promoted to assistant butler, mainly to help me collect extraordinary items and books. Please also help me find a new male servant. I will choose one this afternoon."

"Okay, Viscount Greylint." Butler Alvin replied immediately without any change on his face.

But the valet Bancroft beside him showed surprise on his face, which meant that he was freed from his status as a servant.

After finishing his meal in silence and cleaning up briefly, Grellant stood up and planned to go to the study to see if there was any useful information. At this time, Bancroft spoke up.

"Vscount Greylint, thank you for your trust. I will do my best to help you collect the relevant items."

"Well, you can try to collect it now. Just ask the housekeeper, Ms. Lola, for money. I should be in the study in the morning." Greylint said casually and then walked towards the study.

…

The study was the same as I had seen it last night, but the books and quills that had been placed randomly on the desk last night were now neatly arranged.

Tsk tsk, this decadent aristocratic life, Grellant complained in his heart, and soon he remembered another thing, the feather pen. Since others had touched it and it was fine, did it mean that it would be fine for him to touch it too? Although this aristocratic life was quite fresh to experience, he still wanted to return to his own cottage. Although it was small, he still had his family and a place to return to...

He picked up the quill, but nothing happened. Was it to combine reading and taking notes? Grallint carefully recalled the scene at that time, picked up the book he read yesterday, opened the notes, picked up the quill, and wrote a sentence from the book: "You are as beautiful as the painting."

But still nothing happened. Do I have to wait until night?

Grallint took the quill and began to think non-stop. As far as I remember, it was at night, the book fell to the ground, and the quill was also placed randomly. He should have suddenly fainted while copying. Only these conditions combined to trigger the ability of the quill?

Thinking carefully about the scene at that time, the grain of the table was clearly visible, and a few pages of the fallen book were slightly deformed by the blanket...

Maybe I need to follow some kind of ritual, such as the placement of bookshelves. The bookshelf in front of me is the same as it is now. Think about the position of the books. The first one is a general continental history, and the second one... They are all the same. Recall the bookshelf on my left, the placement of the books...

Thoughts appeared in Grellint's mind one after another, as if someone was guiding him to think and helping him to observe.

…

Feeling a sharp pain in his head, Grellint put down his quill, closed his eyes, and raised two fingers to press lightly on his temple.

At this moment, he suddenly realized something. Last night, he scanned the environment while his brain was groggy. How could he see so clearly and remember so many details, unless...

He looked down at the quill. Was this its ability? To help with observation and thinking? But it would lead to endless thinking. If I hadn't put it down in time, what would have happened?

Overusing your brain and becoming an idiot?

If this is the case, then that is the second conclusion I thought of before, that the feather pen caused the death of the original owner, which led to my arrival?

So what is the reason for my coming?Chapter 3 TracesTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2510 wordsUpdate time: 2023-04-10 20:00:29

Unable to figure this out, Greylint decided to give up the experiment on the quill for now and try it again at night. Perhaps different conditions would result in different abilities.

After all, he didn't always remember to put down the quill before he collapsed, at least the original owner probably didn't.

Since I was able to buy this feather pen, maybe many of the things I bought before might be genuine extraordinary items, as well as books that introduce extraordinary abilities.

Thinking of this, Greylint had a new idea. Most of the extraordinary items were placed in Backlund's villa, and it seemed that they would not return during this period of time.

But the extraordinary books are all backed up here, so we can start with that. Thinking of this, Greylint stood up and walked towards the bookshelf behind him.

These books and documents are all about interests and hobbies, and are generally placed in the bottom corner where they are not noticed.

The most conspicuous places are usually filled with history, culture and philosophy books, which are easy to take and can show the owner's noble cultivation, although I don't remember flipping through them...

"The Secret of Extraordinary Abilities", "The Making of Extraordinary Items", "The Great Deeds of Extraordinary People"...

This feels like a scam for fools, Greylint complained silently in his heart, and what's even more uncomfortable is that I am the fool.

"Encyclopedia of Ancient Languages", after reading this book, Greylint suddenly thought that the extraordinary items in his memory seemed to require a spell to open. Although most of the time he was just shouting nonsense, such as "I command you to appear... obey my call..." and so on, maybe a spell really is needed to open them.

That feather pen is not a modern item. Maybe it needs an ancient language to be activated, such as the source language of all countries on the northern continent, the ancient Feysac language, and the Hermes language that seems to be used only in mysticism...

The former is the basic education for the nobility, and the latter is self-taught. Perhaps it could be other languages. Anyway, take a look at this book first.

Grellint took out the book and found a page of paper inside. Curious, he turned to the page. Maybe the spell was on this page...

Grellant turned directly to the page with the interlayer. When a page of notes full of words appeared in front of him, he was stunned. At this moment, Grellant could only see the words on the paper.

Familiar, extremely familiar!

At this moment, he felt that he had not come to a strange world. He was still Jiang Yang, an ordinary young man, in an unfamiliar library, opening a foreign book with other people's notes...

That was Chinese, the language he had been using until yesterday, and it was simplified Chinese that had been passed down and improved for thousands of years, a language that could not possibly appear in this world...

After coming to his senses, Grellint immediately picked up the page, letting the book fall, and read it carefully. There were words on both sides of the page:

"On May 21, the Church of the God of Craftsmen gave me two choices, the beginnings of two sequence paths. One is the 'Generalist', which belongs to the complete sequence chain they have mastered. The other is the 'Secret Peer', which was obtained from the Moss Ascetic Order and lacks a higher sequence."

"On May 22nd, my choice is very simple, the 'universer'! The 'universer' with a complete sequence! Although mastering more mystical knowledge will help me find a way to go home, the problem is that if I am not strong enough, I will have to rely on external forces to travel through time. Whether the external force is good or bad, kind or malicious, it is uncontrollable and very dangerous. In this case, it is better to make myself stronger and go back by my own strength. Therefore, the complete sequence is the primary factor I consider!"

"On May 23, I became a 'generalist'. With the power of the potion, I was able to completely recall all the knowledge I had learned before, including physics, chemistry, and so on."

"Not only did I recall them, I also deeply understood and mastered them. Haha, this is simply a 'career' tailor-made for a foreigner like me. It can maximize my advantages! I have to say, if I go back to high school in this state, I will definitely become the top scorer. If I have more standardized and in-depth professional studies, becoming a scientist is not a difficult goal."

"May 26th. I really enjoy being a 'universalist'. A strange thing is that when I call myself a 'universalist' and do things that are in line with its positioning, the whispers that almost drive me crazy become much quieter, and my temper that occasionally explodes is also under control. I remember the diary."

"Is this the 'acting' that the mysterious Mr. Zaratul mentioned to me? This may be the key to solving the hidden dangers of the potion." [1]

"Another time traveler?"

After reading the contents of this page of notes, this thought immediately flashed through Grellint's mind. Soon, the origin of this page of paper emerged in his mind. The Roselle Notes were left by Roselle Gustav, an executive officer of the Intis Republic more than 170 years ago.

Many people believe that the secret of the gods is hidden in it, and if one cracks it, one can gain powerful extraordinary abilities and become a powerful extraordinary person.

In his memory, after getting this note, Greylint also tried hard to crack it using text and cryptographic knowledge, but after several days of no progress, he gave up and casually clipped this page of notes into the language encyclopedia.

Speaking of the name Roselle, as far as I can remember, although they were an enemy country, many people secretly admired him, and Grallint was no exception. For this reason, he secretly collected a lot of Roselle's things, including this page of notes...

Roselle's history flashed through his memory, and Greylint realized that this man was extremely qualified to be a time traveler. He invented machines such as the steam engine and improved many existing tools, allowing the civilization of this world to run from the Middle Ages into the First Industrial Revolution, and changed the name of the "God of Craftsmen" to the "God of Steam and Machinery."

"Watt's coffin lid couldn't hold it down."

He also invented various mainstream card games today. If you think about it carefully, they seem to be the modern mainstream Upgrade, Landlord, Texas Hold'em, and even Gwent.

"Even games are not spared."

Also, he seemed to have found the waterway to the South Road, ushering in the colonial era.

"He did what Columbus did, too."

While recalling the great deeds of Roselle Gustav, Grellint silently complained...

Wait, it seems that Glint also copied his poems, that paragraph:

"She walked in beauty, like the night

The sky is clear and starry,

The most wonderful colors of night and day,

In her face and in her eyes."

Although I have little education, this seems to be a poem by Byron, which he had memorized when he was a student, a memory he could not bear to recall... and his famous sayings, such as:

"The only lesson humanity has learned from history is that humanity has learned nothing from history."

Why does it feel like this person doesn't let go of anything? Is this really okay? Aren't you afraid that someone who knows the truth will slap you in the face one day?

Although he was complaining about Roselle, the senior time traveler, Greylint felt relaxed after reading this note.

In this lonely world, having a spiritual companion is like meeting a fellow villager in a strange city, which brings an inexplicable sense of security.

This made him drop his disguise for the first time in this strange world, and he recalled the deeds of this "companion" while complaining about this "companion".

By the way, did this guy go back in the end? Grallint then remembered his business, but a sentence immediately emerged in his mind:

"When Roselle grew old, he was betrayed. In 1198 of the Fifth Era, he was assassinated by the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun, the Soran family of the Untis royal family, and other nobles. He died in the White Maple Palace."

An inexplicable sadness emerged from his heart, and Greylint couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, "Is this considered dying in a foreign land? Even after becoming a powerful Beyonder, I still can't go home?"

"What about my final outcome?"

"A wandering soul that dies in a foreign land will never have a home..."

Grallint silently picked up the fallen language encyclopedia, walked to the desk, put the book and notes on the desk, sat on the chair, his eyes were dazed, as if he had lost his soul...Chapter 4 ObjectivesTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2548 wordsUpdate time: 2023-04-10 20:30:07

The knock on the door and the familiar voice helped Grellint regain some energy after a long time, and he followed the servant mechanically...

After the meal, Glint stood up and prepared to return to the study. At this time, the new assistant butler, Mr. Bancroft, walked up to Glint and asked in a low voice if he had any requirements for the extraordinary items and books collected.

After his preliminary understanding in the morning, he found that the abilities of extraordinary items were varied. The task that Grallant gave him did not specify what it was required to do, so he had no choice but to collect a lot of relevant information and planned to ask Grallant to make sure that he could satisfy his master.

By this time, he had already prepared a plan in his mind. Once Greylint asked, he would tell him the sorted categories, and then explain in detail according to the categories that interested him, and then think of ways to collect such items.

But all he heard was one sentence, "Collect Roselle's belongings and the note with the mysterious symbol. I heard that he is a powerful Beyonder."

Although it was different from what he expected, he immediately replied, "Yes, Viscount Glint."

In any case, this was much easier than his previous plan, especially the notes of Roselle's mysterious symbols, which were circulated in many organizations. As long as he found a few bars to post the tasks, he would probably gain a lot.

After answering the new assistant butler, Greylint was about to go back to the study. He walked a few steps and then stopped, and said to Bancroft who had not yet left,

"Send all the things I collected about Roselle to the study."

"Yes, Viscount Glint."

Grellint returned to the study. After going out for a while, he felt a little more energetic. After all, no matter what, people still have to look forward.

At least he traveled through time as a viscount, a person of status and position. He didn't have to worry about staying alive, and he had the ability to find the reason. At least it was possible for him to go back.

Grellint perked up and began to look for clues from this senior time traveler.

The first thing was to determine the time of his travel. After carefully recalling Roselle's deeds, Greylint thought of one thing. He invented Gwent, a card game in The Witcher 3, and he was once addicted to it.

Grellint felt that he had grasped a key point. If my memory served me correctly, this game was released only a few years ago, which meant that the time he and I were in the real world might be very close.

This means that the speed of time flow in these two worlds is different. Russell lived two hundred years ago, and in reality, the time difference between him and I may be only a few years.

Thinking of this, Grellint put aside his worries. He had read many time-travel novels, in which the protagonists returned home. Their parents had already passed away, and there was no one in this world who knew them anymore.

So he had a sense of urgency before, especially after thinking of Roselle, the senior time traveler who spent his entire life without returning, an indescribable sadness filled his heart, making him extremely negative, and it became heavier.

Fortunately, he was interrupted in the middle, otherwise who knows what he might have done in the end.

But now, he can spend years, decades, or even his entire life looking for a way to go home. If he succeeds, he may only be missing for a few years. And maybe he can succeed tonight, which will be like taking a nap in reality.

Although it may sound counterintuitive, going from nothing to a glimmer of hope is much better than going from hope to no hope.

After Greylint cheered up and relaxed a lot, he even thought that Roselle might have known the difference in the speed of time flow in the two worlds, so after his life, he ended his identity here by faking his death and returned to the modern society.

This logic seemed full of loopholes, but at this moment, Greylint was willing to believe that, after all, he was the most powerful Beyonder I could come into contact with, and the only pioneer on the road home.

Grellint picked up the page of notes on the table and read it again. He then began to think about the information on the page, first of all about the start of the sequence, which should refer to sequence 9.

According to his memory, drinking the potion seemed to give him the corresponding extraordinary ability, as if it was a gift from God. But Grellint felt that there was a problem, just like a game, the freer the game, the more money he spent in the end.

But he has no choice now. Even though he knows that this is an abyss, as long as there is a glimmer of hope in it, he will jump in without hesitation. In this world, there is no one he cares about.

It seems that Roselle chose the "universalist". The machines he made made the Artisan Church renamed the Church of Steam and Machinery. Could he be a member of the church?

Is this 'generalist' sequence the best choice?

Maybe I should also join a church, such as the Church of the Goddess of Night that the original owner believed in, and become a Night Watchman?

Grellant felt that he had many questions. In his memory, there was too little knowledge of mysticism. And this "acting" was the key to solving the hidden dangers of the potion. What did it mean to act as a "common sense"? After that, the whispers became much quieter...

Too many thoughts flashed through his mind, but as far as he was concerned, there was no answer.

Maybe I should really join the church and become an official Beyonder, but will my identity as a time traveler be discovered? Grellint felt confused and couldn't find his next goal for a while...

At last, he sighed and said silently: "I hope Bancroft can bring me good news."

Just as he was talking about Bancroft, there was a knock on the door. After getting Greylint's permission, he walked in empty-handed.

This made Grellint feel very strange. He remembered that he had collected Roselle's things. But before he could ask, Bankroford said:

"Lord Greylint, you sold off the Roselle items you collected before after confirming that they had no extraordinary abilities, leaving only a crystal pendant. You liked to put it in the study and play with it while thinking."

His words made Greylint feel a little strange, so after expressing his knowledge, he drove the new assistant butler out on the pretext of asking him to collect Roselle's belongings as soon as possible.

A crystal pendant. He searched all the places in the study where he could put things, but found nothing. Then he carefully recalled the end of the dream. In his memory, he seemed to have a crystal pendant on his left hand, and he had had it for a long time.

It was an unremarkable item. If no one had mentioned it, Greylint would have completely forgotten about the crystal pendant.

He had recalled the last memory in his dream before, but he had no impression of this item. To be more precise, he automatically ignored it.

Disappeared? Or taken by the servants?

These two thoughts flashed through Grellint's mind, and he quickly rejected the latter one.

In an aristocratic family like his, servants all have their own quarters and are generally not allowed to leave the master's courtyard at will. If they really want to take something, as long as they are discovered by the master, the matter will be discovered through a search.

Then there is only one possibility, that it disappeared. This thing has been in my hand for a long time, but it just disappeared yesterday. Could it be due to time travel?

But is this thing really Russell's? He remembered buying a lot of fakes, especially extraordinary items...

In addition, powerful extraordinary items are basically kept by the official, and there are almost no extraordinary items circulating in the outside world. This is why the original owner has not collected them in the past few years.

Of course, this might also be the protection of the original owner's father. At noon today, the assistant butler seemed to have prepared a lot. It seemed that as long as I asked, he would be able to help me get the type I wanted with a certain degree of confidence.

It only took a whole morning, while the original owner had spent several years without obtaining a single extraordinary item. However, not long after old Viscount Glint passed away, he obtained this quill, which led to his time travel.

Somehow, Greylint felt that the crystal pendant was the key to his time travel, but the thing had been lost. Was it a disposable item?

If it really is Russell's thing, perhaps I should also find a way to get into the "universalist" sequence like Russell, which will be the key to returning home.

But this is most likely from the Church of Steam and Mechanics. If a noble suddenly changes his faith, he will probably be targeted by the church, but now he can only take one step at a time.

But that thing may not be Roselle's. Now the streets are full of Roselle's relics...Chapter 5 ContactTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2471 wordsUpdate time: 2023-04-11 20:00:28

At tea time, from among the candidates provided by Butler Alvin, Grellant chose his new valet, a young man named Allen.

He is ordinary in every aspect, even his name is extremely common, and the reason for choosing him is also extremely simple and ordinary. Such a person may not be the best at his job, but there is no need to worry that he may have any evil intentions. After all, Greylint himself has big problems now.

That evening, after trying the quill again without success, Glellint had to temporarily give up his experiments with it.

After all, holding this feather pen in one's hand will make people think a lot unconsciously, and he happens to have too many questions. If he continues this experiment, he will become an idiot sooner or later.

In this case, Greylint decided to collect Roselle's diary first. This is the best way to find out the reason for the time travel. Hopefully, the sequences he can find out will be helpful for the time travel.

For the next few days, Grellint did not go out. Except for eating and sleeping, he stayed in the study almost all the time.

During these few days, he mostly recalled his life in his dreams, that is, his previous life in his original body, in order to cope with the social season that was coming.

The second is to understand this world through historical materials. After a few days of reading and supplementing his memory, Grellint has a certain understanding of the history of this world. Now this world is in the fifth era, generally known as the Iron Age.

The Fourth Age before this was called the Age of the Gods. The history of this era is shrouded in mystery, but it did exist. Many relics have been discovered, and since this was called the Age of the Gods, the original owner had collected some. But in Greylint's opinion, they were too mythical, and there was a high probability that the original owner had been deceived.

I have to complain that it is so easy to cheat the rich out of their money, even though the original owner doesn't care about that money at all.

The remaining three eras seemed like complete myths, and the original owner had never heard of any relics appearing, so it felt like history created by the church.

For example, the First Age, known as the Age of Chaos, is described in the Night Revelation of the Church of the Goddess of Night as follows:

"The Creator awoke from the chaos, broke the darkness, created the first ray of light, and completely merged into the universe, becoming all things. His body became the earth and the stars. One of His eyes became the sun and the other became the red moon. Part of His blood flowed into the sea and rivers, nourishing and nurturing life.

His lungs evolved into elves; his heart evolved into giants; his liver evolved into tree people; his head evolved into dragons; his kidneys evolved into feathered serpents; his hair evolved into phoenixes; his ears evolved into magic wolves; his mouth and teeth evolved into alien species; his remaining body fluids evolved into sea monsters, the essence of which was Naga; his stomach, his small and large intestines, and the evil parts of his body evolved into demons, evil spirits, and various unknown evil beings; his spirit became the Eternal Sun and the Lord of Storms...

From His wisdom came the birth of mankind. This was the first age, the Age of Chaos."[1]

This is similar to the creation myth of Grelint's original world, and even more detailed. The origin of each creature corresponds to the corresponding position of the creator.

But in essence, they are all myths. Maybe one day a man named Darwin will come up with the theory of evolution...

During this period, the butler's assistant Bancroft also collected a few pages of Russell's diary. Although they were in Chinese, they were completely garbled. It should be that someone deliberately edited it to defraud money.

But he couldn't say it was fake, otherwise it would reveal the secret that he could understand Roselle's ciphertext. He could only praise the assistant.

Feeling like a fool, Grellint's heart was bleeding silently. Although the money was not earned by himself, his previous life still reminded him that every penny should be spent on useful things.

I hope Mr. Assistant won't buy fakes again, otherwise I'll consider digging a hole and burying the guy who sells this thing.

…

Soon it was a new week, and the butler, Mr. Alvin, had made corresponding study arrangements. In the next four to five weeks, he needed to prepare for the banquet he was about to host.

A large part of the learning takes place in Greylint's own courtyard, such as etiquette and the preferences of the nobility. The butler sends a car to pick up the teacher in advance. According to the butler, this can show the nobility's background.

But there are still a few things that Graylint needs to go to Backlund to study, such as various types of literature. This requires visiting professors at Backlund University, which seems to reflect the nobles' cultivation and respect for knowledge.

In the morning, as soon as he entered the reception room, Grellint saw a neatly dressed middle-aged woman. This was his etiquette teacher, Ms. Donna.

After seeing Grellant sitting down, Ms. Donna began to explain Grellant's sitting posture and the requirements for his behavior...

After a morning of tormenting etiquette learning, Grellant began to worry about the upcoming cultural learning in the afternoon. According to the butler's arrangement, he needed to go to Backlund to visit the history professor, Mr. Steve, to learn cultural common sense.

To put it simply, you have to know a little bit about everything to ensure that you are not unclear about the origins of certain works or certain theoretical schools during a conversation. This is a sign of lack of background among the nobility.

Grellint felt that his life was dark. He had already passed the age of studying, but he did not expect that after coming to a different world, he would have to start learning more boring knowledge, even the kind of study that filled the mornings and afternoons.

Of course, this was not necessary, but the original owner had been finding various excuses to delay, and by the time he traveled through time, he had no choice. It was estimated that even if he disagreed, his butler, Mr. Alvin, would have arranged it for him.

The only thing that made him feel a little happy was that after reading for the past few days, Greylint found that his memory and comprehension abilities had improved significantly compared to his previous world. Perhaps this was the benefit of being a time traveler.

In the afternoon, Grellint, dressed in formal attire, accompanied by his valet Allen, took a carriage to Backlund to visit Professor Steve, with whom he had made an appointment in advance. This was the first time he left his manor after traveling through time.

As soon as he went out, the rare sunlight shone on his face, causing Greylint to subconsciously press down the top hat he was carrying. He had not been out since the time travel, and he felt that he was about to evolve into a person who would die in the light.

Fortunately, there are no vampires in this world, otherwise, if things continued like this, a vampire might come to my door and beg me to give him a hug.

After silently complaining to himself in his heart, he quickly walked towards the carriage parked at the door, and under the driver's driving, he headed towards Backlund.

The Grellint family's manor was located on the outskirts of Backlund, very close to the city of Backlund. This was generally where the nobles went on vacation and hunting in the fall and winter.

Normally in March and April, Greylint should live in his own fiefdom castle. This year he needed to learn a lot of things, so after going back for a while at the beginning of the year to arrange his affairs, the original owner came to his courtyard outside Backlund.

After that, he started a tug-of-war with the butler about the time to learn these things, until he traveled through time to learn for the original owner. As long as it was delayed until the end, there was no need to do it anymore. I just don't know if this is the way the original owner wanted, and Greylint couldn't help but complain.

Soon they arrived at the door of Professor Steve's villa. After Greylint got off the car, a two-story villa with a garden came into view. It was quaint and had a sense of age.

Following the announcement from the butler Allen, the door soon opened and his master, Professor Steve, appeared before him. He was a man wearing glasses, with slightly graying hair, dressed neatly in a black tuxedo, and his face bore some traces of time.

"Welcome our dear Viscount Glint."

"Dear Professor Steve, you are still so energetic. It seems that time has left no trace on you."

Upon hearing this, Greylint took the initiative to step forward, shook hands with the standard nobles, and then entered the villa under the guidance of the villa owner Steve, and began to learn cultural common sense...

On Monday, April 16, 1349, Robert Gleinant officially came into contact with the world.Chapter 6 New DiaryTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2698 wordsUpdate time: 2023-04-11 20:30:07

Grellant followed Professor Steve into his two-story villa and soon arrived at the study.

This is a pre-planned study place. Although it is not as formal as the reception room, it is the best choice as a place to learn knowledge.

As a university professor of history, Mr. Steve's study occupies the best location in his home. Today is a rare sunny day in Backlund. The afternoon sunlight shines through the glass, warm and soft.

Like most study rooms, there is a dedicated desk, and a small round table near the window, surrounded by a few chairs. There are bookshelves all around, filled with various history books.

Following Professor Steve to the small table by the window, when he was almost there, Grellant saw the books and papers scattered on the small table.

Those were language books and cryptography books, and the paper was Roselle's notebook. Grellint had a feeling that he had been discovered, and his eyes began to change slightly.

Professor Steve, who was standing by, quickly noticed the change in Graylint and said,

"It seems that our Viscount Greylint is also interested in Roselle's notes."

"Of course, this emperor is said to be a powerful Beyonder. Professor Steve, you know that I have always liked this kind of thing. I have also collected a few pages and tried to decipher them, but to no avail."

After listening to Professor Steve's words, Greylint found that his tone did not hint at anything, so he felt relieved and started chatting with Professor Steve.

"I can give you an idea. After many attempts, several professors in our history department have reached a common understanding."

Professor Steve approached the small round table as he spoke, and motioned for Greylint to sit on the chair next to it.

"This was first proposed by Professor Tanner. After repeated verification by us, we can basically confirm that this is Roselle's diary."

"journal?"

"Yes, the diary. This is Roselle's personal diary. We have deciphered these words."

At this point, Professor Steve picked up a page of Russell's notes, pointed to the symbols at the beginning of each paragraph and continued,

"These symbols represent dates. This one should be March 11th,"

After that, he picked up another one and continued,

"There are more times here, 1153, which should refer to the year. So as long as there are enough diaries, we can combine historical records and deduce more texts."

Professor Steve became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end he couldn't help but clench the notes in his hand.

Then, he let go of the wrinkled notebook, put it on the table, and smoothed it out with his hands. Then he raised his head, looked at Grellint beside him, and said with a smile,

"Viscount Glint, before you start formal studies, I want to make a deal with you. I will give you the table of correspondence between Roselle symbols and numbers."

"In return, I would like to share the Roselle Notes I have with you. As you know now, the Roselle Notes are essentially Roselle's diary. The more diaries we have, the easier it will be to decipher."

Grellant looked at Professor Steve in front of him, and his heart slowly calmed down. It turned out that he wanted to use me to collect Russell's notes. Grellant thought to himself, and then he said,

"Professor Steve, I am naturally happy to share with you. I have a question that I need your answer. Does each paragraph in Russell's notes have these numerical symbols at the beginning? Some pages I collected do not have this symbol, or are not arranged in this way."

"This is essentially a diary, and it must have a date at the beginning. If it doesn't have a date, it can be basically confirmed to be fake."

"Then it seems that I have been cheated. I will tell this to my assistant butler and ask him to pay attention to it next time he collects it."

"Well, have your manservant copy the notes, and remember to bring your notes over next time you come. We should start studying. After all, there is still a lot you need to learn."

Professor Steve nodded and began the formal teaching.

"As a noble, you need to have some exposure to most cultures. You are not required to understand every school and thought, but the relevant books and authors must not be confused."

"You should also read the main books of each school. In the next month, I will explain the development of each school in detail according to the time period."

"After each class, you will be given a list of books that represent the main ideas of each school. You need to read them. As a noble, you must have a minimum self-awareness of each school."

"Next, I will begin to explain the first genre, which is also the most famous genre at present, the Renaissance."

"It originated after Russell invented the steam engine to improve people's productivity. On the surface, it is an excavation and promotion of the old Quaternary culture, but in fact it is a reference to the past to represent the present..."

…

Grellint's painful time begins...

…

"..., this is the list of books on the main ideas of this school. Please read them carefully when you go back. I will ask you a few simple questions when we meet next week to see if your understanding is wrong."

After several hours of lecture, Professor Steve stood up and walked to the desk, picked up a list of books that had already been written and handed it to Greylint.

Grellant took the list of books numbly, said goodbye to Professor Steve, and walked to the gate under the professor's guidance. He got on the carriage that had arrived earlier and drove to his home.

…

At night, after dinner, Glellint explained to the assistant butler, Mr. Bancroft, how to authenticate the authenticity of Russell's notes, and forgave the previous mistakes. With Bancroft's thanks and assurances, he quickly went to the study.

After seeing his valet Alan close the door, Grellant took out the Roselle notes he had copied and began to read...

Most of these diaries were probably written by Russell in the early days after he crossed over, and they were crazy complaints about this backward civilized world.

As Grellint watched, he and Roselle complained about the backwardness of the world's civilization, but they had to admit that although the words in Roselle's diary were childish and full of the style of a novel protagonist, he had single-handedly dragged this world's originally medieval civilization into the industrial age.

The only thing that made Grellant dissatisfied was why he didn't copy a little more and invent the internal combustion engine and computer. By the time Grellant came, they had already started using mobile phones and computers.

In this way, with the experience of reading online articles in his previous life, Graylint could make some money. For example, he could write a story about a child of an old noble family who was divorced by a viscount's daughter, and then he started to work hard, shouted the slogan "Thirty Years", and finally became an angel...

Instead of being forced to learn boring knowledge like now and having to rely on collecting rent to barely make ends meet.

The one with a clear year seemed to be written after Russell became a Beyonder. Greylint picked out this page and read it carefully.

"January 1, 1153, it's another grand New Year's Eve party, and the noble ladies are still so open. When I calm down and think about it, I realize that I have been in this world for almost ten years. Fortunately, as a former generalist, I have never forgotten everything in my hometown. When I think back, it is as vivid as yesterday."

"On January 6, I was promoted to a craftsman. According to the church, it should be called Sequence 6: Mechanical Expert, but that's not important. As a craftsman who can make magical items, I must recreate the artifacts in novels and props in movies in this world."

"February 13th, almost a month has passed. Magical items are harder to make than I thought, but as the protagonist of this era, I will definitely succeed."

"February 14th. After reading yesterday's diary, I suddenly felt a little bit like a middle school student. Or maybe it was because that day was the tenth anniversary of my crossing into this world. I felt inexplicably sad... But when I thought about it, I remembered the mysterious silver medal I bought a few days before the crossing. With the help of the power of the magic potion, the symbols and patterns were firmly engraved in my mind. As a craftsman, after a month of acting, I think I have the ability to make it."

"On February 19th, after several failures, I successfully created the silver medal. I followed the instructions for using extraordinary items and tried hard to infuse spirituality and activate the silver medal. But all I saw was an endless gray mist, and nothing happened."

"On February 20th, I tried many times and carefully recalled my experience before the time travel. I thought I had restored everything, but there was still no reaction. I don't know if it was because of the wrong manufacturing materials, but how did I, as an ordinary person, trigger the time travel before?"

"February 21st. After fruitless thinking, I decided to destroy the silver plate. When I become a high-sequence expert, a demigod, or even an angel, I think I will be able to understand the secret on it. I will definitely become an angel. I am the protagonist of this era."Chapter 7: TestingTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2196 wordsUpdate time: 2023-04-12 20:00:28

Grellint leaned back in his chair, thinking back to the diary of Roselle that he had just read. Many questions came to his mind, the most important of which was the mysterious silver medal. According to Roselle, it was the key to his time travel.

But when Greylint recalled his memories, he had not come into contact with any strange things before he traveled through time. He was just an ordinary person with social anxiety. He basically did not go shopping in the commercial streets and seldom went out.

My daily hobbies are reading and browsing B station to learn about the latest technology, and then reading novels and fantasy worlds...

No, that crystal pendant. Greylint suddenly remembered this thing. Like Roselle's mysterious silver medal, it was also a mysterious item that disappeared after the time travel.

At this moment, a bold idea emerged in Grellint's mind. Is it possible that the original owner Grellint was the time traveler, and the current Grellint, that is, Jiang Yang, was just a by-product of the time travel. Is the so-called time traveler really the result of soul exchange?

This was completely different from the novels he had read. According to the logic of time travel in novels, it was basically because the original owner died that they traveled through time...

Grellint shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of these thoughts from his mind, but a strange idea kept growing in his mind.

An aristocrat from the industrial age travels through time to become an ordinary office worker in the modern era, working overtime every day...

Is this the life you, Robert Glint, want?

There are no extraordinary abilities in that world. I wonder if he can still find the mysterious silver medal.

Oh, and he also discovered that the Emperor Roselle he worshipped was actually a 'mover'...

For some reason, perhaps because of the original owner, he now needs to study every day, and he feels a sense of revenge at this moment.

Let you stop being a noble and study mysticism, and experience the baptism of modern industrial civilization. May the God of that world bless him to accept those messy memories.

Wait, he's going back...

Glint's eyes became determined. He wanted to go back and kill Robert Glint...

Greylint took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and began to think about the other information revealed in Roselle's diary. Sequence 6: Mechanical experts, also known as craftsmen, can create magical items. It is unknown whether this ability to create extraordinary items is exclusive to craftsmen.

Should he also try to make the crystal pendant? But one thing is certain, he needs to become a high-sequence person.

Russell thought that to become a demigod, what level was this? Also within the sequence? Higher than sequence 6, it was sequence 5, or even higher, sequence 4, sequence 3? What was the end of the sequence? God?

I still know too little, so for now, the best option is to follow the path that Russell has taken and become a "generalist".

According to the information the original owner had collected before, once the sequence was chosen, there was only one way to go. Generalists could make extraordinary items in the later stages, and they had the best chance of making that crystal pendant and finding a way back.

The sequence that Roselle chose should be the one mastered by the Church of Steam and Machinery, which is different from the church that the original owner believed in.

Although he didn't care about losing his freedom, as a noble who believed in the Goddess of Night, changing his beliefs would require a long process, step by step, and it would be best not to attract the attention of the Beyonders.

First prepare for the upcoming banquet without attracting other people's attention, then find a way to participate in the gatherings of extraordinary organizations, slowly become interested in the creation of extraordinary items, and try to obtain the potion formula of the 'universalist'.

It is best not to change your faith. The social circles of the Grellint family basically all believe in the Goddess of Night. In this era of prosperous religion, if you change your faith, disaster will probably follow.

In addition, for a noble who often donates money to the church, can the Church of the Goddess of Night really let me leave? As far as he could remember, there had never been a noble who changed his faith.

It is also unclear whether the Church of Steam and Mechanics would accept a person who changed his faith. As one of the three official churches of the Kingdom of Loen, would they accept him? Especially for someone who wanted to join the Beyonder team?

"Ah…" Thinking of this, Greylint couldn't help but sigh. For ordinary people, even if he was a noble, he knew too little about Extraordinary People. There were many fictitious and half-true and half-false things that greatly affected his judgment.

It was as if an invisible hand secretly wiped out everything, but was afraid that people would be unprepared, so it left some parts behind.

Grellint suspected that this might be done by the church. As an existence that can influence the entire country to a certain extent, the strongest Beyonder must also be in the church, and only they have the ability to do such a thing. Now my only accurate Beyonder information source is probably the diary written by my fellow countryman Roselle. After all, in a world of alphabetic writing, hieroglyphics, especially those that have evolved for thousands of years, should not be so easy to decipher. I hope Roselle won't leave any holes in it.

"I hope Mr. Bankroft can bring me some valuable Russell diaries." Greylint muttered silently, and added in his heart that it would be best if it was after he became a demigod.

But in fact, he also knew in his heart that if he was hiding extraordinary information and couldn't read Russell's notes, he would choose to hide them all.

Although he didn't know why the diary was leaked, maybe it was a bait deliberately set by someone, but he could only take the risk. At least now he had an extra layer of insurance, which came from Professor Steve.

…

On the morning of April 19, 1349, according to the previous schedule, Grellint went to Professor Steve's villa in Backlund again.

Thanks to the benefits of being a time traveler, he finished reading the list of books given by Professor Steve in three nights, and he understood them well, which shocked Professor Steve a little, and he even praised him for his talent to become a scholar.

…

After another boring period of study, Professor Steve wrote a longer new book list.

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On Saturday, April 21, Glint finally got the new Russell diary from Bancroft. With the verification of the date symbols, there was no garbled or forged code in the diary this time.

However, the information was not what Greylint needed. It just recorded that Russell plagiarized the novel in the newspaper he made, which caused a sensation. He lamented that no matter which world, people's spiritual needs are the same.

On the afternoon of April 23, Monday, Grellant visited Professor Steve again. After studying, Professor Steve also wrote a new list of books and gave Grellant a book.

Looking at Grellant's puzzled expression, Professor Steve explained,

"Lord Glint, today I am talking about Neo-Romanticism. This book, The World as Will and Representation[1], is a representative work of pessimism within it. Given your age, I think it may be difficult for you to understand. I have some notes in this book that I left behind that may help you understand."

After thanking Professor Steve, Greylint took the book and turned to leave.

He didn't notice the slight change in Professor Steve's eyes when he and his valet turned around,Chapter 8 HalfTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2418 wordsUpdate time: 2023-04-12 20:30:05

On the night of Monday, April 23, Grellant began to read the books listed by Professor Steve as usual. The first one he read was "The World as Will and Representation" given by Professor Steve.

"The world is my representation": this is a truth valid for every living and knowing being; but only man can bring it into reflective, abstract consciousness…[1]

Professor Steve had made many notes on it, starting with the theory of the world as representation, and whenever Grallant encountered uncertainty, he could always find his notes on the side of the page.

It's like there's a teacher right beside me, giving me guidance whenever I have questions.

If Professor Steve doesn't teach in the future, just give this kind of book directly. Grellant thought in his heart, Grellant, or should I say Jiang Yang, had a special problem when he was in school. If he got a new textbook and read it by himself, no matter how difficult it was, he could think slowly and read it. But when the teacher taught, the knowledge would be broken down and explained, and it would become a lullaby.

Unfortunately, he brought this problem with him when he traveled through time. So no matter what class it was, it was a torment for him, mainly because he had to prevent himself from falling asleep.

After all, he is Greylint now, and the original owner doesn't have this bad habit in his memory.

The book is not thick, but Grellant spent much more time than he usually spends reading a book. The content of the book itself is the school of consciousness, plus Professor Steve's notes and a certain degree of expansion.

For example, in the second part of the book, "An Introduction to the World as Consciousness," he mentioned a new concept, the spiritual world, calling it a collection of consciousness.

This is different from what Grellant knew about mysticism. According to mysticism, the spirit world is the residence of the soul. However, this is not a book about mysticism after all, so Grellant didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After finishing the book, Grellint felt a little tired.

Maybe Professor Steve's comments made me think too much, Grellant thought to himself. In this case, he decided to go to bed early today.

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On the afternoon of Friday, April 27, Greylint met Professor Steve again. As a time traveler, his progress in learning knowledge was much faster than expected. Perhaps he could finish it by mid-May and have a few days of rest before the banquet.

When Grellant and Professor Steve sat at the round table by the window in the study, Professor Steve tested Grellant's mastery of the books on the list by asking questions as usual.

Perhaps out of concern for Glellant's experience, Professor Steve focused on asking him about his understanding of the book "The World as Will and Representation". Glellant combined the knowledge in the book with Professor Steve's annotations and gave his own insights.

…

Professor Steve patiently listened to Grellant's interpretation of the book, and then said something that shocked Grellant.

"Lord Glint, do you want to become an extraordinary person?"

Hearing this, Grellint did not say anything, but his shrunken pupils betrayed his inner unrest. He did not know how to start, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

The thought that frightened him the most was that Professor Steve had discovered the secret that he was a time traveler...

"Of course, I know it's very sudden to speak like this. I am a member of the Knowledge Society. We respect knowledge and are happy to share it. Of course, as a secret organization, we will not expose ourselves in front of others."

At this point, Professor Steve looked at Greylint carefully.

"But you are different. You are already a member of knowledge. We believe that since knowledge has chosen you, you must have talents in this area that others do not possess..."

Having said this, Professor Steve looked at Greylint and waited patiently without saying anything...

Grellint was silent for a long time. Finally, after preparing for the worst, he spoke slowly.

"Why do you say I am a member of knowledge? Knowledge chose me."

"In fact, after I discovered during the second class that you read far more than an average person, the list I left at the end was far beyond the genius standard. My purpose at the time was to test your limits so that I could arrange the course reasonably."

"But you surprised me the second time. You actually finished reading it again. This made me doubt that you were already a member of the knowledge. So I deliberately gave you the book after that class, and added a little thing to it."

"This is a little secret technique within our school. It has a hypnotic effect, making you unconsciously forget the notes I wrote."

"This secret technique is extremely hidden and can only affect ordinary people. It will not be noticed by Extraordinary people, and Extraordinary people will not be affected by it. In addition, I hide the content that I am about to forget in the notes, which will not attract the attention of the readers. We often use this method to determine whether a person is a gifted person or already an Extraordinary person."

"So, this is how you determined that I was a member of the Knowledge, Professor Steve. Because my answers contained annotations that showed you had performed secret techniques."

"Of course, Viscount Glint, this secret technique has been improved many times by us. Even if you use extraordinary items to read it, you will forget it afterwards."

Professor Steve's face was full of pride, but after seeing Graylint's slightly serious expression, he paused and did not continue speaking. Instead, he changed the topic and started talking.

"As for being a member of knowledge, this means that you are already half a Beyonder. According to my judgment, you are most likely half a 'Reader'. Of course, this still needs further verification."

Grellint suppressed his thoughts. No matter what, the worst situation did not happen. But he was not clear about this "Reader" sequence and did not know what abilities it had. And it was the first time he heard that someone could be half a Beyonder. After thinking for a moment, he spoke,

"Professor Steve, I have two questions that need your answers. The first is about half a Beyonder. From what I know, one becomes a Beyonder after taking the potion. How did this half Beyonder come about?"

"Second, I heard that you can choose the sequence at will before taking the potion for the first time, but according to what you said, it seems that I can only be the 'reader'."

"Of course, I'm happy to answer your questions. First of all, the source of our Beyonder status is the potion, but to be more precise, it is the Beyonder qualities contained in the potion. The potion is just a means to assist us in absorbing it. So there are lucky or unlucky people who come into contact with Beyonder qualities or Beyonder items, absorb part of them, but do not die or go crazy, thus becoming half Beyonder. In this case, taking potions of other sequences will inevitably conflict with the Beyonder substances already in the body."

Professor Steve paused and looked at Greylint again.

"As for whether you have absorbed the 'Reader' pathway, I can verify it with a secret technique."

After hearing this, Grellant's expression changed slightly, because he suddenly remembered something, the medieval quill pen. He was sure that the quill pen was an extraordinary item, could it be that quill pen?

Before Grellant could speak, Professor Steve noticed the change in Grellant's expression and said:

"It seems that you already have some clues. Can you tell me about it? This can help us determine which sequence's extraordinary characteristics you have absorbed."

After thinking for a while, Greylint felt that it would be okay to expose the ability he discovered on the quill. But he certainly would not give the quill to others to see. After all, before he was finally sure, he would not give anyone else an item related to his time travel, for fear of being discovered.

After thinking carefully about what to say, Grellint said,

"I got a quill earlier this month, and using it guides me to observe and think..."Chapter 9 SecretTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2352 wordsUpdate time: 2024-10-03 01:13:27

Grallant told Professor Steve in detail how he felt when he picked up the quill. Of course, he hid the content about time travel and trying to open other abilities.

After listening to what Graylint said, Professor Steve thought for a moment and said,

"Grillant, your quill is most likely of the Reader Sequence. It improves observation and logical thinking abilities, which is in line with the Reader Path. I can't make a definite judgment without the real thing."

He paused, then continued,

"But what's curious is that, generally speaking, the ability of a reader with a low sequence does not improve the strength of a Beyonder. In addition, the three major churches are all collecting such items, and I have basically never heard of outsiders obtaining such Beyonder items."

"So, there's something wrong with the origin of my quill?"

Greylint understood the hidden meaning of Professor Steve's words, but this matter concerned his own safety, so his already limited aristocratic manners were thrown out the window, and he did not ask any subtle questions.

Professor Steve didn't care about his directness, or rather, he expected his directness. He picked up the brewed black tea on the table, took a sip, and slowly spoke,

"As for the Extraordinary items of low-sequence readers, in addition to what we have learned in our society, in the land of Loen Kingdom, basically only the three major churches have them. In addition to collecting them openly, the three major churches have also been collecting them through unofficial Extraordinary organization gatherings, and the prices they offer are higher than those of ordinary low-sequence Extraordinary items. Generally, Extraordinary people who accidentally obtain them will choose to sell them to the three major churches."

After saying that, Professor Steve glanced at the doubtful Graylint and added,

"Do you know what abilities a reader of low-sequence items can have?" Without waiting for Greylint to speak, he continued, "It can improve memory, observation, and logical thinking abilities. What kind of person do you think such a person is?"

After listening to Professor Steve's description, Greylint was about to say, "I don't know how to manage talents, so how can I know what to do with such talents?"

But when the words came to his lips, the abilities that Professor Steve mentioned flashed through his mind, and a word appeared in his mind, and he blurted out,

"detective."

"Yes, it's a detective. This is also what we call a Sequence 7 reader now. In Loen, only the three major churches need to deal with special cases all the time, so they collect a large number of such items."

"But for Extraordinary people from other organizations or in the wild, that is, Extraordinary people who accidentally became Extraordinary people and did not systematically learn Extraordinary knowledge, these items cannot improve their strength, so they are not so necessary. Wouldn't it be better to use them to exchange for an Extraordinary item that suits them?"

"This means that no matter whether it is an open transaction or an underground extraordinary organization transaction, it will fall into the hands of the three major churches."

"But, Professor Steve, if I understand correctly, the underground extraordinary organization should be hiding from the official authorities, right?"

Grellant stared at Professor Steve. He always felt that Professor Steve was misleading him and trying to find loopholes in his words.

But Professor Steve's expression did not change after hearing his words. He just looked at Greylint, chuckled and said,

"These underground extraordinary organizations are tacitly approved by the three major churches. As long as there are people, there will be transactions. Since we can't stop them, we can just allow some of them with good performance to exist and just attend every gathering. They will buy the extremely dangerous and necessary ones, and can also monitor these wild extraordinary people. Otherwise, we will wipe them all out. Who knows when these guys will organize another gathering in an unknown location."

Grellint was shocked and said, "I am still too young. Whether as a young man who has just started working or a well-protected noble, his world is very simple."

I have never seen this kind of operation, or I don't know it exists.

However, what Professor Steve said was indeed reasonable, and it was better to have a party knowing about it than not knowing about it. But Grallint didn't intend to dwell on this matter now, or it could be said that this matter still needed a long time to investigate.

But now, compared to the quill that seemed harmless as long as he paid attention, he was more concerned about his current status as a half-exceptional person, and Professor Steve's attitude also made him feel uneasy.

He always believed that there is no free lunch in the world, just like the sentence he read when he was in school.

"Every gift that fate bestows upon us has a price tag on it."[1]

Although he could no longer remember the title and content of the book, this sentence was deeply engraved in his mind. But in Grellint's previous memory, he vaguely knew that the church only had a part of the sequence formula, not optional.

He still had to speak up. After all, for him, this was also an opportunity to become an extraordinary person, or even the only chance.

"Professor Steve, I am very grateful for your reminder. I will go back and investigate this matter carefully. So, if I join your Knowledge Society, what do I need to pay?"

"Mr. Glint, do you know what our Knowledge Society mainly does?"

Professor Steve looked at Graylint calmly.

"The Knowledge Society was founded about two hundred years ago. Our philosophy is 'knowledge has no borders.' Our president once said, 'Science has no borders because knowledge belongs to all mankind and is the torch that illuminates the world.'[2]"

"Science has no borders because knowledge belongs to all mankind." Greylint murmured in a low voice, but a sentence flashed through his mind, is knowledge really borderless?

"Yes, do you know who the members of our society are? They are usually university professors. We explore secrets and share knowledge. The society provides a platform for communication."

"In fact, most of the people in our society are readers of Sequence 9. We share research and conduct joint research through the society. We do not specifically emphasize what each member should contribute. The society is a platform for communication. We advocate the exchange of knowledge for knowledge, but we also agree that members can use knowledge to exchange for money."

When Professor Steve spoke, he kept looking at Grellant, his eyes full of sincerity. When he finished speaking, he did not take his eyes off Grellant. Seeing that Grellant had not spoken for a long time, he slowly spoke,

"Lord Glint, on behalf of the Society of Knowledge, I sincerely invite you to join."

Greylint thought about what Professor Steve said. In fact, he had his reasons for becoming an Extraordinary, but he hoped that he would join the Extraordinary Organization instead of the Extraordinary Organization finding him.

Although Professor Steve described it as an extremely relaxed organization, he always felt that something was wrong.

But if he really encountered the current situation, he would not choose to escape. He did have a memory far beyond that of ordinary people, although it was not clear whether it was due to the influence of the reader sequence.

At present, becoming a universalist is the best choice for Greylint. Unfortunately, his family believes in the Goddess of Night. Changing his beliefs might attract official extraordinary people. Who knows if they will have the ability to read memories.

Wild organizations are very likely to be monitored by the church, and it is basically impossible for there to be sequence potions for the generalists. He can probably only come into contact with this one truly secret organization. For a moment, it seems that he only has two choices: join the Night Watchers of the Church of Evernight or join the Society of Knowledge.

As a time traveler, he has secrets that cannot be exposed, so he has a natural resistance to the church. If he has a choice, he naturally prefers secret organizations.

"Professor Steve, finally, before I make this decision, I want to know, as a secret organization, what will you do if I am not the 'member of knowledge' as you said?"Chapter 10 ReaderTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2564 wordsUpdate time: 2023-04-13 20:30:13

Greylint dared to ask this question because he was not worried that Professor Steve would kill him or turn him into an idiot. At most, he would forget this memory.

As a noble of the kingdom and an important believer of the church, he was not in secret contact with Professor Steve, and Professor Steve was not alone.

If anything goes wrong with him, the authorities and the church will certainly conduct a detailed investigation, which will expose Professor Steve and may even expose their organization. Of course, the church may also know about this organization.

"After confirming whether you will join, we will sign a notarized document to guarantee that you will not tell anyone about our organization."

Professor Steve saw that Graylint was a little confused, and added,

"You know the Eternal Blazing Sun Church among the six major churches, right? The name of the Eternal Blazing Sun contains the word 'God of Contract', which is his authority. I have a special item belonging to their church - a notarization. As long as you put your hand on it and promise not to tell anyone, it will be notarized and a contract will be formed to ensure that you will not leak it. Similarly, if you join us, you only need to promise not to disclose the knowledge of the society to outsiders."

Grellant was wary of this secret organization that approached him, but he also understood that this was the best choice for him in his current situation. Moreover, Professor Steve had always been very friendly to him and explained the conditions very clearly. As long as he did not let down his guard, he could withdraw early if there were any problems. After all, he was still a viscount.

"Professor Steve, I am willing to join the Knowledge Society."

Professor Steve seemed to have anticipated Grellant's answer. After hearing his answer, Professor Steve stood up and made a gesture to Grellant, who was a little confused, to follow him, and said,

"After all, I am a university professor. The study is where I receive guests. Naturally, I won't keep things like extraordinary items here. I will take you to the secret room where I keep extraordinary items."

Grellant followed Professor Steve to the back of his solid wooden desk. When he saw Professor Steve walk to the bookshelf at the back, some parts of the bookshelf seemed to light up.

Starting from the middle, the books and wooden boards of the bookshelf on both sides were automatically placed to the outside of the bookshelf. After a while, an archway that could be passed through was formed.

Looking through the archway, there was a small room inside. Although it had no windows, it was as bright as the study. It was the first time that Grellant saw this unnatural scene, and he felt curious and scared.

Professor Steve walked in and came out after a while, holding a piece of orange paper with many symbols on it. Grallint's eyes naturally moved to the paper, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it looked...

"This is the notarization. You just need to place your hand on it and make a promise to complete the notarization. The promise to join the society is fixed. I will say it again. If you have any questions, you can ask them. I promise that after joining the Knowledge Society..."

Professor Steve's words rang in his ears, but Grellant was not listening carefully. His thoughts were still on the piece of paper called the notarization.

After accepting Greylint's memory, he always thought that he had never come into contact with any other extraordinary items except the feather pen and the mysterious crystal pendant.

However, this notarized certificate had been used when the original owner's father introduced him to business. The original owner's father did not state it explicitly at the time, and he always thought it was an unnecessary formality.

Is this a kind of protection? Why not let him contact the extraordinary? Greylint realized that this was a kind of protection from the original owner's father. Is there any hidden danger in becoming an extraordinary person?

But he was also more certain of one thing, that there was definitely something wrong with the origin of the feather pen.

When Professor Steve found that Grellant was not listening, he stopped talking. This woke Grellant up. He suppressed the thoughts in his mind and apologized to Professor Steve.

Professor Steve was not angry and repeated what he had said before. The conditions were indeed very loose, and Grellant had no doubts about it. So, according to his memory, he placed his right hand on the blank space in the notarial certificate and said seriously,

"I promise not to reveal the knowledge society to outsiders after joining it."

As Grellint spoke, he saw the symbols on the notarial certificate light up one by one. With his current knowledge of mysticism, he could only roughly determine that they were some kind of symbolic symbols and magical signs. When he finished speaking, the symbols on the entire paper all bloomed with bright and warm light, like the sunlight shining through the glass in the afternoon.

The light formed by the symbols gathered together to form a seal-like image, which passed through Grellant's right hand. Grellant felt a warm current flowing through his body. He felt that he had a subtle and invisible connection with this notarized document. He raised his right hand and looked carefully, but found no mark.

At this moment, he discovered that a seal pattern appeared on the blank space of the paper, which was slowly disappearing over time...

Professor Steve picked up the notarial certificate and motioned for Grellant to follow him into the hidden room. When Grellant entered the room, he did not restore the archway, which made Grellant feel relieved.

Professor Steve first pulled out a rolled parchment from the bookshelf and spread it out on the table. It was covered with symbols that Greylint did not recognize. Then he took out a glass bottle filled with some kind of blood, placed it in the middle of a parchment, and then pressed a hand on it.

Not knowing what happened, Grellint only saw the symbol on the parchment light up and form a silver-white arrow above the paper.

The arrow first rotated around itself, then pointed at Mr. Steve. After a while, the arrow turned and pointed at Greylint.

Seeing this, Professor Steve took his hand away from the parchment and the arrow disappeared.

"Grelint, I can now confirm that you are a member of the Knowledge, and you are now half a reader. As I said before, this secret technique can point out the path of the reader to the Beyonder, and the arrow is pointing to you, proving that you are already a member of the Knowledge."

"So, Professor Steve, if I want to get the reader's potion formula, what do I need to do?"

Since he had agreed to join the Society of Knowledge and confirmed that he was half a Sequencer, Greylint naturally would not try cautiously any more, so he spoke directly.

"Like I said before, knowledge for knowledge, or money for knowledge. You can choose to exchange it with other Sequence 9 formulas that we don't have, or buy it with money. Of course, we advocate knowledge exchange. If you buy it with money, it will be slightly more expensive than other similar formulas."

"I choose to buy it directly."

Grellint spoke decisively. After all, the money was not earned by himself. He didn't know how much the butler's assistant spent on the fake Roselle notebook he bought last time. At least Grellint bought the real one.

"The general price of a sequence 9 potion formula is about 200 to 300 pounds. So, if you want to buy it, the price is 300 pounds. I guess you don't have that much cash on you, so I can give you the formula first, and you just need to bring the money next time you come."

Professor Steve put the glass bottle and parchment back to their original places and left the secret room with Greylint. When they walked out, the books and bookshelves automatically returned to their places.

After a while, it was no longer possible to tell that there had once been an archway here.

Professor Steve picked up a rolled-up parchment on the desk, handed it to Grallint, and said,

"Here is the potion formula I wrote. Quite a bit of time has passed, and now we are going to start today's lesson."

Grellant took the parchment and was about to open it, but Professor Steve's words dispelled his idea. It seemed that he could not escape the class.

…

After finishing today's class, Professor Steve gave Greylint a list of books as usual, and said jokingly,

"Don't worry, Mr. Glint. There will be no probing this time."

Grellant didn't know how to answer, but fortunately Professor Steve didn't care. As usual, he sent Grellant to the door and said goodbye to him.

Grellant got on the carriage that had been waiting for him, and the driver drove the carriage to the suburbs as usual. At this time, Grellant remembered that he seemed to have a private chemical laboratory in Backlund's home in Queens, so he asked the driver to change the route to Queens...