,!
The rattan box, which had long been polished and patinated, reflected a faint light in the afterglow of the setting sun.
As the box opened, the faint light on the surface of the box moved, and finally condensed into a brighter light at the edges, giving the items in the box a touch of bright color.
Inside the box, there are three types of things placed according to their location areas:
The rectangular brown paper bag was tied tightly with a thin cotton string .
Next to it are a dozen books with different cover colors and thicknesses.
The last one is a palm-sized black diary.
Although this diary is the smallest, it occupies the largest space.
Van der Sar introduced.
"According to our deal, this is a summary of the roster and the outside world changes over the last forty-two years, and this?"
"It's the diary of the 'Principal'."
The old woman first pointed to the brown paper bag and the books, and finally picked up the black notebook.
journal?
Another diary?
Goethe muttered to himself.
Who of the serious people writes a diary?
The 'Mad King' writes a diary.
Is he a serious person?
Of course not.
Goethe guessed the approximate content of the diary almost instantly - the 'Mad King' who had suffered betrayal had no mood to write a diary anymore, and the 'Mad King' at that time was basically depressed.
As for the later stage?
It's even impossible.
The Mad King at that time had already become unpredictable.
Don't try to understand a madman's mind, just as you shouldn't try to guess what a girl is thinking.
The former is torment.
The latter is torture.
Which one is better?
Goethe couldn't tell, but he knew that now he needed to see what was in the diary.
Even if we can only make a rough guess, what if there is truly valuable content?
"Jerry, paper and pen."
As Goethe said this, Jerry immediately came out with a pen and paper.
When Goethe took the paper and pen, Jerry was about to turn his back and let Goethe write on his back, but Goethe waved his hand, and immediately the floor under his feet changed.
It's like it melted and turned into water.
The floor rose up and solidified into a small round table.
At the same time, a chair appeared behind Goethe.
Goethe sat down and began to write.
Looking at this scene, a gleam of light flashed in Van der Sar's eyes.
This is one of the powers she wants!
This is one of the powers she is looking for!
For this, she will do whatever it takes!
Now Moldod is one step ahead, she must catch up quickly!
otherwise……
Vandelsa thought of something and lowered her head slightly, trying to cover it up, but the old woman had no idea that the [Blood Raven Spirit] was watching her closely.
Her every move was within Goethe's sight.
"It should be the right stimulus!"
Goethe thought silently.
He could have written it in a simpler way, or even prepared it in advance, but why did he do it in front of the other person?
Naturally, it is to stimulate the other party.
Goethe needs to make the other party more anxious in order to gain more benefits.
trade?
Of course it couldn't have happened just once.
Thinking in his heart, Goethe handed the drafted contract to Van der Sa.
"Look, is there anything you need to add?"
Goethe inquired.
The old woman looked at the picture and words on the paper carefully.
"I give you the spy list, the information of the past forty-two years, and the diary of the 'Principal'. You tell me the real name of the potion... the real name of the potion? The clue you left is false?"
Van der Sar suddenly raised his figure, and his eyes lit up again.
The old woman, who had failed several times, had been looking for the reasons for her failure, but every time she strived to achieve perfection, and one of them was almost a 100% replica.
Even the people who use it are of the bloodline of 'Moldod'.
But it still failed.
This left her puzzled.
Now, the old woman understood a little.
What if the potion made by Moldod is not poison?
yes!
Why didn’t you think of this!
The old woman became excited.
Looking at the excited old woman, Goethe said that he did it on purpose - after seeing the old woman's performance on the "terrace", he knew what to do.
This is not a bluff.
It's just a reasonable use of information gap.
Under Goethe's gaze, the old woman checked it twice, and after confirming that there was no hidden secret in the [picture and language] above, she signed directly.
Goethe had already signed his name when he handed it to the other party.
With the old woman's signature, the contract was formed.
An invisible force bound the two people, preventing them from deceiving each other on this matter.
"What is its real name?"
the old woman asked impatiently.
"[Elixir of Life]."
Goethe named the remedy.
The tone was extremely calm, but thunder sounded in the old woman's mind.
Boom!
The old woman stood there in a daze.
"[Elixir of Life]? [Elixir of Life]? It's actually [Elixir of Life]!"
"right!"
"Only the Elixir of Life can transcend it!"
"yes!"
"This is the only possibility!"
The old woman muttered to herself, a little nervously.
Then the old woman looked up suddenly.
"What is the formula for the Elixir of Life?"
the old woman asked directly.
Goethe smiled without saying anything, and the old woman reacted immediately.
"what would you like?"
"I can give you everything I have!"
The old woman gave an almost unlimited promise, but Goethe knew that such a promise could never involve the "college". Once it involved the "college", the other party would definitely turn against him.
so--
"'The Philosopher's Stone'!"
"Give me a 'philosopher's stone' and I will tell you the formula for the [elixir of life]!"
The world before our eyes also has the 'Philosopher's Stone'. In the memory of 'Moldod', the 'Philosopher's Stone' is regarded as a legend and has been mentioned more than once.
Whenever he was mentioned, the potion and alchemist 'Moldod' used a yearning tone.
"Are you kidding me?!"
"How can there be such a thing as the 'Philosopher's Stone'?"
The old woman raised her voice again with shame and anger in it.
The old woman thought Goethe was humiliating her, but Goethe continued to talk nonsense in a serious manner.
"How could there not be?"
"What is the Philosopher's Stone in front of the Academy?"
"Since I can make the Elixir of Life, why can't the Philosopher's Stone exist?"
Goethe spread his hands and said this.
Goethe naturally didn't know whether the "philosopher's stone" existed or not, but he thought he could try his best. If it didn't exist, he would take the initiative to exchange it for an equivalent. If it did exist, that would be great.
The old woman frowned, thinking about Goethe's words.
Under the power of the contract, Goethe certainly would not lie.
In other words, the other party really refined the [Elixir of Life], then...
Does the 'Philosopher's Stone' really exist?
More thoughts immediately emerged in the old woman's mind.
If the Philosopher's Stone really existed, she would have more ways to break through the rules of the Academy and control the entire Academy.
But why did Mordod tell her so frankly?
Is there something fishy about the Philosopher's Stone?
Unconsciously, the old woman glanced at Goethe secretly.
When I saw Goethe's half-smile, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.
There is something fishy about the 'Philosopher's Stone'!
The suspicious old woman confirmed this.
"I will help you find the Philosopher's Stone!"
She said.
The old woman realized that she had to make a new plan.
And here in front of me?
Not appropriate.
Therefore, when the four security guards carrying food reappeared, the old woman left the "Paradise Hotel" with the four security guards.
Goethe did not watch the other person go away.
He picked up the box and returned to his room.
The first thing Goethe opened was a brown paper bag, which was filled to the brim with names, photos, and everything else. There were students, teachers, security guards, chefs, and all the departments, a total of more than 50 people.
"With the departure of the Mad King, the 'College' has been infiltrated like a sieve."
"Um?"
Goethe flipped through the pages casually, and was startled when he saw the name and photo of 'Seth'.
The name was correct and the person in the photo was correct.
They all prove the identity of the fighting teacher "spy" who was previously designed by Woody and Van der Sar.
"Could he be a spy?"
"Do Woody and Van der Sar know his identity?"
"Seth was acting, and then, it became real?"
Goethe thought, but to no avail.
Finally, he shook his head.
At this moment, Goethe suddenly felt that there were no good people in the "academy" - this was a bit absolute, but this was indeed Goethe's true feeling at the moment.
Shaking his head, Goethe put the information back into the brown paper bag, and temporarily skipped over forty-two years of historical development. He picked up the diary of the "Mad King".
Goethe felt extremely close to the familiar language of his hometown.
The above content made Goethe read it with great interest -
I finally became a 'legend'!
It’s too difficult!
Why is it so hard to become a legend?
Three years!
Do you know how I have been through these three years?
It's really unbearable to look back.
According to them, I have barely escaped the category of a rookie now. I only need to complete the last step to truly get started.
And 'they' had already prepared it for me.
Can……
What kind of path is "having many children and grandchildren"?
Why is there such a situation where as long as you have sex, the other person will definitely get pregnant and give birth to your child?
I absolutely do not recognize such a path. Although I don’t hate it, I must pursue my own path!
Happiness must be in your own hands!
…
Well, I had a friendly chat with 'them'.
I talked to them one by one in a friendly manner.
I just like the way they can be unruly one moment and call me the next.
I've wanted to do this for a long time, but before I became a legend, I didn't have the physical strength to do so.
Now it’s finally here!
It’s really great!
I love legends!
…
Finally I left and can take a short rest.
Recently, I always feel pain in my waist.
Kidney deficiency?
Impossible!
A legendary strong man will never suffer from kidney deficiency!
I plan to go to Rudes first. According to them, Rudes is the country with the deepest cultural heritage and is also the country that inherited the legacy of the previous generation.
Maybe there will be the path I need.
…
disappointment!
So disappointed!
Rudes' woman refused to even sit on it!
I only accept such traditional postures... However, the blushing Rudes woman is also very cute. She was wearing armor and wanted to swing her sword at me just a moment ago.
…
After spending three wonderful months in Rudes, I waved goodbye to the six sisters "Ailili" and gave them all the valuables I had, hoping that they could live a prosperous and peaceful life.
I also hope that my children can be safe.
…
The food in Lidal is really good!
I tasted the most satisfying food since I came here in the capital 'Aimuda', especially the head chef 'Jorgia' who was so excellent that I couldn't help but linger.
I felt my heart beat faster at this moment.
…
Georgia said I was a playboy, but the romantic Liddar doesn't hate playboys, hehehe.
Afterwards, we had a great time.
…
No matter how delicious the food is, there will come a day when you get tired of it.
A woman's perfection lies in her freshness.
So, I met Sarah, Martina, Juliet, Nigel at Georgia's restaurant...
They are all great.
I'm great too.
…
Happy days are always short. When I was looking for Nigel for a date, the terrible Georgia showed up with a kitchen knife.
I have to leave.
I could feel that Georgia wanted to kill me.
…
Martina gave me a parting gift, her grandmother's necklace. I didn't want it, but it actually had the scent of the road on it.
Lucky!
…
With the help of this lingering breath, I came to Fabol.
It went better than I thought. I learned from my experience in Lidal and didn't make the same mistake again. I just went to the club two more times and then I got everything done.
Ah~ the passionate Faber~
hiss!
I'm melting~
Yeah!
…
The time passed so quickly at the Fabol Club that before I knew it I had been there for more than a year. 'They' sent me messages urging me to go back quickly, but I pretended not to be there.
It’s definitely not that I’ve lost contact with you. I’m just enjoying these days that make me feel peaceful and happy.
…
Guess what I found?
Another breath of road!
And more importantly, it actually had a miraculous reaction to the 'life and death' path I found earlier!
I want to find it!
But I didn’t forget the important things!
…
Mrs. Nikita was so wonderful that I kind of forgot what I was doing there.
What was it?
It's nothing.
When it’s time to remember, you will remember it naturally.
However, I was not interested in Yatuk's seafood fried rice.
Should I slip away?
…
Lady Nikita actually took my drunken words seriously and actually wanted to build a 'Ladies' Invincible Armada'.
I just said KanColle.
Why did this happen?
Never mind! Never mind!
I have to leave quickly!
'They' got angry.
I clearly replied to the message a year ago.
…
The whole article is written in a boastful tone.
Goethe was prepared for this.
The only thing that Goethe felt sorry about was that there were no "pictures".
This makes little Liu Bei feel very incomplete.
Compared with the 4 Ts in the basement of Xiongbao, it is not as good as it seems.
Moreover, Goethe always felt that something was missing.
According to the Mad King's ostentatious character in the early days, after showing off so much, he would definitely leave something for the readers, but there is nothing in this diary.
Goethe immediately began to read it carefully.
Still nothing.
"Isn't that all?"
Goethe guessed.
At this moment, outside the hotel, a figure walked in under the cover of darkness.
yes--
Woody.