"An interesting trick?"
Klein asked out of curiosity.
Old Neil chuckled.
"I'll patrol the weapons, materials, and documents warehouse. Use the two cups on the table to brew two cups of coffee. Put something bad in one of the cups. As for what it is, you can decide for yourself. Use your imagination. The only requirement is that you don't waste too much coffee powder. I ground it myself using coffee beans from the highlands!"
"Alright." Although Klein didn't quite understand what Old Neil was up to, he still happily agreed.
As he watched Klein take out a copper key and open the armory's metal door, he heard the drawn-out footsteps echoing inside. He slowly set up the cups and confirmed that there was hot water in the kettle.
Removing the lid of the silver-inlaid tin can, Klein used a small spoon that suffused a metallic luster to scoop a spoonful of fragrant coffee powder into the two cups. Then, he poured in hot water and stirred it.
As a transmigrator who had come from an era with abundant resources, he wasn't a stranger to coffee.
After doing all of this, Klein thought for a moment before sitting down. He crossed his right leg and used his hand to scoop up some of the dirt on his leather boot before placing it into the cup on his left.
Then, he carefully stirred it again until the two cups of coffee were almost identical in terms of color and fragrance.
A few minutes later, Old Neil walked out of the armory with his key string in hand and closed the metal door with a clang.
"It's done." His slightly turbid dark red eyes turned as he looked at Klein across the table.
"It's done." Klein nodded in reply.
Old Neil chuckled as he undid the silver chain around his wrist and sat down.
His expression quickly turned calm as he extended the chain in his left hand, letting it hang vertically over the coffee cup on his right. The pure white crystal was just short of being stained by the liquid.
Amidst the relaxing tranquility, the white crystal inexplicably began to sway slightly as the silver chain began to spin counterclockwise.
"This cup is for letting off bad things," Old Neil said with certainty.
Without waiting for Klein's confirmation, he put away the silver chain and took a sip of the coffee beside him.
"Do you like bitter coffee? I have a spoonful of sugar and a spoonful of milk. "
Klein didn't answer. He asked with great interest,
"Your divination results are very accurate. Did you rely on that White Crystal? Is it a white crystal? "
"This is the pendulum pendulum in divination, also known as spirit pendulum. It relies on one's Astral Projection's connection with the spirit world and the cosmos. It uses natural materials to communicate with spirituality, such as crystals, gems, and special metals to divine the good or bad of an object … Let's go back to the two cups of coffee. Shaking it counterclockwise is bad, and shaking it clockwise is good. Not shaking it means it's neither good nor bad. You can also write the incident on a piece of paper. Take note, it's an incident, not a question. "Old Neil put down the coffee cup in his hand and explained in detail.
As if in thought, Klein said, "Yes.
"In other words, don't use questioning sentences?"
"Yes, you can't use 'who is willing to be my fiancée.' You have to use 'who is willing to be my fiancée.' Write it on a piece of paper and place it flat on the table. Then, use your non-dominant hand to hold the pendulum chain. Take note, use your dominant hand." Old Neil chuckled. "At this moment, straighten your arm and adjust the length of the pendulum chain. Let the crystal hang right above the piece of paper, almost touching the incident we wrote. Then, close your eyes and recite the sentence seven times in your heart. After you finish, open your eyes and see if the spirit pendulum is spinning. If not, close your eyes again and repeat the previous process until there is a pendulum."
Klein nodded slightly.
"Counterclockwise 'no' and clockwise 'yes'?"
"It can also be interpreted as' not going well 'and' going well, '" Old Neil corrected him and taught Klein the other uses and details of spirit pendulum divination.
Klein thought about it a few times and realized that it was a very practical divination technique. For example, in an unfamiliar environment, he could use it to quickly determine if food was poisonous. He didn't need to "learn" skills like Field Biology.
Of course, this form of divination was too simple, and there were only two or three answers. There was no way to conduct in-depth research and interpretation. For example, although some things were harmful to the body, they could become extremely beneficial after certain treatment. For example, some ingredients were indeed harmful to the human body, but it wasn't serious. When one was about to starve to death, it wasn't too much of a problem to eat. These were things that couldn't be determined with spirit pendulums.
"I have to quickly save up money to buy crystal or pure silver to create a spirit pendulum …" Klein sighed.
Old Neil looked at him in surprise.
"You can directly apply for it. It's a standard equipment for Beyonders, especially support-type Beyonders like us. There's also a topaz and a pure silver spirit pendulum in the armory."
"But I'm not considered an official member of the team …" Klein's heart palpitated as he hesitated.
Old Neil chuckled.
"For Beyonders, regardless of whether they are official members or not, since they aren't getting a raise, they definitely have to be given some convenience in other aspects."
"It might be more appropriate to use 'benefits.' I'll apply to Captain later!" Klein secretly clenched his fists and made up his mind.
Without giving it a try, how would he know if Captain would agree?
"Alright." Old Neil smiled and said, "Let's begin the official mysticism course. One of its basics is symbolism. Do you know what symbolism is?"
Klein recalled the bits and pieces he had heard before, as well as what he had seen and heard in the spirit world and above the gray fog.
He deliberated and said, "Be it the spirit world, the illusory cosmos, or the unknown realms, they are all beyond the World of our senses. It's not something that can be accurately described by our ears, nose, or eyes. What we get are indescribable, intuitive revelations and experiences. They also appear as abstract symbols and graphic symbols. These symbols represent different things and different meanings."
"It's very accurate. As expected of a Seer." Old Neil nodded solemnly. "Only by grasping the ability to interpret symbolism can one be considered to have truly entered the door of mysticism. Yes, the patterns on the tarot cards and every element on the pattern are a symbol, a man-made symbol that helps us understand and interpret the primordial revelation."
He took out a piece of paper, picked up a fountain pen beside him, and drew a short arc.
Following that, he added a few vertical lines below the arc and looked up at Klein.
"Do you know what this symbol represents?"
Klein looked at it again and again, and after a while, he said hesitantly,
After a while, he hesitantly said, "Eyelashes?"
"…" Old Neil exhaled and said, "This is the symbol of the Harvest constellation. This is the symbol of the Thunder constellation, and this is the symbol of the Hoarfrost constellation …"
He casually drew a few more symbols.
As Klein memorized them, he couldn't help but say,
"The names of these constellations are really … really simple. Yes, simple!"
How rustic and primitive …
Old Neil revealed a smile.
"Back then, Rosell The Great thought so too. He always wanted to change the constellations' names to something like Virgo, Cancer, or Scorpio. Unfortunately, he was unable to resist the power of tradition. At least the ancient names of these constellations and the dates they represent can guide farming and harvest."
"I have to say, Rosell The Great is a person with ideas." Klein didn't know how to lampoon.
Yes, Rosell The Great was probably a decent person when he was alive …
Old Neil couldn't understand Klein's humor. He continued explaining the various basic symbols, such as the various constellations, such as the Sun, the Crimson Moon, the Brown Star, the Scarlet Star, and the Blue Star.
As he spoke, he also taught Klein how to draw a divination astrolabe and things to take note of. He also taught him the production and materials of the crystal ball, and the choice of incantations. It was a feast for Klein's eyes.
If he hadn't discovered that the Seer potion could slightly improve his memory, he would have gotten Old Neil to stop long ago to make it easier for him to digest what he had learned.
"That's all for today's mysticism lesson. Think about it yourself. If you have any questions, you can come to me." Old Neil took out a golden pocket watch and snapped it open. "Don't forget to read the historical information I prepared for you. Frankly speaking, I feel fear when I see it."
"Alright." Klein took the draft that Old Neil had written with symbols and quickly went through the mysticism knowledge he had learned today to prevent himself from forgetting it.
Old Neil took another sip of the coffee he had brewed and said, "Just memorizing it won't do.
"Memory alone won't do. You have to use it often. Only then can you turn the knowledge into your instinct. Also, meditation has to be done every day. Only by practicing and using it often can you truly grasp the power of the potion, dig out its hidden mysteries, and eliminate the negative effects."
At the mention of this, Klein thought of acting and the Divination Club.
He probed, "My potion's powers are related to divination. It's impossible to practice it alone. I have to interact with a large number of people and divine for them separately to quickly grasp it. I plan on joining the Divination Club on Howes Street in North Borough when I have extra money. I want to become a true Seer. "
This matter would definitely not be hidden from the Nighthawks in the future. It was better to lay the groundwork ahead of time.
"Your thoughts are very similar to Daly's. She keeps saying that she wants to become a true Spirit Medium. Old Neil shook his head and laughed. "But why wait until I have extra money? You can write an application to Dunn and get him to approve the fees! "
"Organizations like the Divination Club might have cultists and members of evil organizations mixed in. As a civilian member of the Nighthawks, you are a standard Beyonder. Joining them will make it easier for you to monitor them. It's a job requirement! We used to patrol these places regularly, but due to a lack of manpower, it was difficult for us to follow them for long periods of time. Now, I'll leave it to you. "
Was there such a thing? Looking at Old Neil's serious expression, Klein was stunned.
This was an open and aboveboard excuse to claim expenses for his personal affairs!
I don't know anything about such things …
I'm just a keyboard warrior after all …
"You want to use your own money to do this?" Old Neil saw this and added with a smile.
Klein immediately shook his head and replied in a firm tone,
"I'll report it to the captain later!"
Old Neil nodded in satisfaction and looked at the cup of coffee that had yet to be poured out.
"What exactly did you put in there?"
Klein smiled in embarrassment.
"It's just, it's just a little bit of mud on the soles of my boots. It's almost the same color as your coffee powder."
Old Neil was startled. He suddenly covered his mouth with his hand and growled in a low voice,
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