Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 409

[Chapter 408: History (please order the full version!)]

September 7, Tuesday.

Aaron put on a rare formal suit and walked out of the room.

The proprietress Adele has already prepared breakfast, with the latest newspaper next to it.

She looked at the bowler hat and cane in Aaron’s hand with a slightly surprised expression: “Jack, are you finally going to start doing business?”

Formal attire is usually used for formal visits and some public occasions.

The casual clothes Aaron wore before were quite casual.

“Going to meet a friend.” Aaron picked up the newspaper and explained.

Today is the day when he meets with the ‘Historical Research Association’.

“That’s good… After you came here, you neither looked for a serious job nor did you come here for tourism. You seemed to have come here specifically to have fun.”

The landlady covered her mouth and smiled softly, with a charming look on her brows.

Aaron took a sip of hot cocoa and began to destroy today’s breakfast.

As a producer of spices, the price of spices in the South Indonesian Colony is more than 10 times cheaper than that of Inves. Therefore, the cooking style here is very heavy, with spices sprinkled freely and a large amount of sugar added.

After a few bites, he felt full and began to read the newspaper.

[Governor McCall destroyed many rebel strongholds and won another glorious victory! 】

The newspaper devoted an entire page to reporting on the military operation of the Governor’s Mansion against the rebels.

“It is said that… these strongholds belong to the ‘Kumar faction’ of the resistance!”

Aaron drank hot cocoa while reading the newspaper: “Aren’t these the same group of people who attacked the Governor’s Mansion?”

“Yes, Mai Governor Kaul did a good job. When the Governor’s Palace was bombed, I was scared to death.”

Mrs. Adele patted her plump chest, making the curves tremble.

Aaron looked away, put the newspaper on the table, and put on his hat: “It’s time for me to go out…”

Beautiful leisure time is always short, and he was already preparing to make up any excuse to move out.

Well, because of the reverse use of the spirituality of ‘red’, he can control himself from allowing women to give birth to children.

This is also the reason why there were no descendants left when he was an earl thousands of years ago.

After all, in this world, Aaron has not yet achieved true invincibility, but he does not want to have his bloodline contaminated by an evil god one day, and then reversely divine himself.

…

The taxi moved forward slowly and stopped in front of a two-story villa.

Aaron took his cane and came to the garden gate in front of the villa.

“Is this Mr. Jack Corsini?”

A butler in a tuxedo and his male and female servants were waiting at the door.

“It’s me.”

Aaron came to the door and was greeted by the butler with a bow.

“Mr. Corsini, my master has been waiting for a long time.”

Under the leadership of the old butler, Aaron walked into the villa and saw a scholar wearing formal clothes, brown curly hair, and tortoiseshell glasses. A man in his fifties is waiting in the living room.

“Welcome, Jack!”

When the man saw Aaron, his face showed an expression of joy, as if he were seeing a close nephew.

“Good day, Uncle Marcel!”

Aaron also smiled, shaking hands and hugging the other person warmly…

This man’s name is Marcel Quinn, and he is a well-known archaeologist who enjoys a high reputation in the New World.

Of course, the other party’s secret identity is a member of the ‘Historical Research Association’, who is responsible for the intelligence and news of the New World.

“Come, let’s go to the study and have a good talk. I don’t know what’s going on with your father and Mary now.”

Marcel invited Aaron into the study, asked the butler to bring coffee, and then closed the door.

He raised his glasses, and a spiritual wall was immediately released, blocking off the inside and outside.

Marcel turned around, his sharp eyes behind his glasses were slightly scrutinizing: “Although I have verified some before, I still want to confirm your identity one last time!”

Aaron nodded and pretended to reach out to his arms, but actually he was Take a test tube from ‘Guardian’s Treasure Box’.

In the test tube, there was a hint of cobalt blue mist.

“This…this…”

Masai adjusted his glasses, his face trembling with an expression of disbelief.

In the end, he knelt on the ground respectfully: “Praise the guardian of the secret history, the inheritor of the ancient civilization, the great Motura!”

Masai’s voice could not hide his excitement: “I received the oracle before… I didn’t expect it. The Divine Envoy has just arrived. According to the order of our great Lord, we must fully cooperate with all the actions of the Divine Envoy. “

‘The ninth essence – [Sealing], can not only engrave marks in the spiritual world, but also for this path. The influence of the middle and lower sequence Beyonders is truly terrifying. ‘

Looking at Masai who turned into a fanatical believer, Aaron said calmly: “Get up and tell me about your power here.”

“Your Majesty, your Majesty the Envoy of God!”

Masai stood up, thought for a moment, solemnly Answer: “Our research association is mainly developed among archaeologists and history enthusiasts. Since I opened the fourth essence and became a non-human, I have been committed to developing the religious order, exploring ancient ruins, and summarizing the hidden historical knowledge of the New World… At present, we have a total of 37 members, including 1 member of the Fourth Particle and 8 members of the Third Particle…”

‘Motula asked you to explore the secret history of the New World, in fact, to track down the clues of the ‘Keeper of Secrets’… Of course, You don’t need to know this. Aaron

knew this very well and sneered.

And Masai became more and more excited as he spoke: “Based on long-term field visits, research, and data summary… I believe that the period of ‘star convergence’ in the eyes of the indigenous people is coming, in other words – ‘gates of multiple histories.’ It’s about to be reopened!”

“Wait a minute…what is the ‘Multiple History Door’?” Aaron asked, not being embarrassed.

Masai glanced at Aaron strangely. If Motura’s aura and will were not genuine, he would have thought that the ‘God Envoy’ was a liar.

However, since the token was real, he began to explain: “If you want to explain what the ‘Gate of Multiple History’ is, you must first explain the concept of ‘History’… the fourth essence of the pure ‘secret’ path, They are called ‘History Experts’! They are people who study ‘History’!”

“History is a mighty river, and the influence and interference of some major events are key nodes in the river! If we go in different directions and get different endings, history will also go off the road and form different tributaries – this is the concept of ‘histories’.”

“The changes of ‘histories’ can only be made by ‘experts of history’. Only in this way can we observe… In different histories, each place may have different buildings, and each person may have a different ending. “

“For example, in a certain history, Inves may not have colonized South Indonesia, so we have. The villa I am in may be a thatched house of an indigenous person somewhere, or it may be a wilderness… And I may not be an archaeologist, but just an ordinary worker or farmer…”

“Oh, it’s like in some fantasy novels Parallel world?” Aaron suddenly realized.

“How can history be such a shallow thing? The interference and branches of history involve mystery and information state, as well as changes in dimensions…how to describe that…?” Masai scratched his head frantically, and finally He spread his hands helplessly: “Okay… it’s a parallel world!”

(End of this chapter)