Chapter 434 Log
"So... one last question, about you and the name of your sect."
Fang Xian was secretly shocked.
In this world, there are simply too many hidden entities, special ancient gods, and sleeping ancient rulers.
Even the Secret Keeper Headquarters does not have complete genealogical records.
And now, he seemed to have discovered a very extraordinary cult.
This man with the silver mask is definitely a strong man. If he were to go against the Secret Keeper, they might not be able to handle it.
"Creator Lords, you can call me 'Silver Wing'!"
Mr. Silver Wing pressed his hands to his chest and saluted, then his figure disappeared into the void.
This time, Fang Xian did not intercept again.
He looked around, suddenly sighed, activated the secret key, and returned to the villa.
Love was still there, with Mr. Walter lying next to him.
The others fainted, and it was unknown how long they would remain asleep.
"Finally...what happened ?"
Luo Fu had completely suppressed his ghoul symptoms. When he saw Fang Xian coming back, he asked with a dry voice.
"Nothing, a pagan rescued it..." Fang Xian shrugged his shoulders and suddenly smiled: "Isn't that what you want to ask?"
"Why did you attack the branch? Are you... corrupted?" Sure enough, Luo Fu stared at Fang Xian with a complicated look and asked.
"To get rid of that annoying old man, it's that simple." Fang Xian spread his hands: "As for the keeper of the secret, I don't have any hostility towards him."
Luo Fu let out a long breath, and was a little bit unbelievable: "A few months ago, you were still an ordinary person... Your talent is really amazing. Next... What are you going to do?"
"I should be the one asking you this..." Fang Xian said with a smile, "If you choose to surrender yourself to the Secret Keeper, I will flee as soon as possible... Also, when you die, I will lay flowers on your grave."
"I……"
Love looked at his palms.
Although it was covered with human skin, he could clearly feel the 'non-human' hidden underneath.
It is ironic that an investigator whose lifelong ambition is to keep secrets and protect others eventually degenerates into an alien.
"I... I want to go out for a walk alone. Maybe before, I cared too much about some things and lived for others. This time, I want to live for myself." Love took a deep breath and made a decision.
"very good."
Fang Xian nodded. He originally wanted to recruit Love into his sect, but now he thought better of it.
He walked aside, mentioned the unfortunate Walter, and decided to hypnotize him to forget what had happened during this period.
"What about you? Are you prepared to stay among the Keepers forever?"
Luo Fu looked at Fang Xian hypnotizing Walter and asked.
"Me? I should probably also leave the Secret Keeper and start pursuing my real goal..."
Fang Xian answered.
His goal has never changed, which is to take back his own calamity power and take one step closer to eternal life!
The rich knowledge he had gained from the Secret Keeper's headquarters had already given him some ideas.
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"Congratulations on your discharge, Vivian!"
Vivian was dressed like a lady and had to maintain a polite and hypocritical smile to deal with each guest.
Thankfully, the bandage on her arm was finally removed and she was discharged from the hospital.
Her parents even held a banquet to celebrate.
Well, Vivian's family conditions are quite good. Her father is a professor of history at Shemir University, famous for archaeology, and her mother is the only daughter of a wealthy man.
The combination of knowledge and wealth has produced the sweet fruit of love.
At least, Vivian felt that her parents were living a good life.
Under the influence or guidance of her father, Vivian has been very interested in some strange records in history since she was a child.
For some reason, her father has always strongly opposed her exposure to this kind of content and even forbade her to enter the study to study those extremely rare materials in the historical community.
But it doesn't matter.
Vivian had enough pocket money to search for all the information she wanted.
Her brother Joan played an important role in these actions.
Although most of the items I brought back were fake and almost all of my sister's pocket money was cheated out of her, there was one item that was real, which was enough to make it worth the money.
After dealing with everyone, Vivian made an excuse to go back to her room and locked the door.
After drawing the curtains, Vivian couldn't wait to tap the table with her fingers, making a very strange rhythm.
This was an agreed-upon code that the gentleman she met while recuperating in the hospital taught her how to summon her own messenger.
Vivian felt her inspiration touched, and she looked towards the corner of the room.
There, a whirlpool was forming, and a Wind-Chasing Hound ran out, opened its mouth wide, and spit out a thick letter.
She took the envelope, praised the messenger, sat up straight, and began to study the information on the letter with the attitude of treating a college entrance examination.
"Dear Ms. Vivian, the mentor contacted me again and taught me a method to maintain sanity, called 'mental steel seal'. I think it is very effective. I will share it with you below..."
This is a letter from Smith.
"Great... I was worried that after casting the spell, my mind would inevitably fall into darkness... The teacher's knowledge is so rich and profound. Are all the apostles of the Lord so powerful?"
There were almost stars in Vivian's eyes.
'Mentor', this was the code name they all gave to that gentleman.
He connected the believers who were originally like isolated islands, taught them the knowledge of summoning messengers and maintaining rationality, and his character was as noble as that of a saint.
Boom boom!
Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Shocked, Vivian hurriedly hid the letter and messed up her clothes before opening the door. She said unhappily, "It's not gentlemanly to disturb a lady while she's changing her clothes."
She had already guessed who the visitor was.
Sure enough, a red-haired young man stood at the door, looking a little embarrassed: "Vivian...congratulations on your recovery. Um...actually, I have some news I want to share with you."
He is Joan, Vivian's brother, a naughty boy.
"What's the matter? Don't brag to me about how many girlfriends you have..." Vivian rolled her eyes: "Otherwise, I will tell them all about the time when you burned all the headmaster's hair when you were a child and got spanked by your dad..."
"That's not it……"
Qiao An shook her hands: "I want to say..."
He moved closer and lowered his voice: "The kind you are most interested in... Father recently auctioned off a log of a seaman, and he is currently locked in his study, studying it day and night..."
"Sea people, fishermen? Do they have things like diaries?" Vivian expressed her surprise.
"Our father does have a good eye for identification. He must be a great figure among the sea people... He is of great value in studying the history of fishermen in ancient times." Qiao An blinked: "I hope you like my gift!"
