In the hotel room.
"Whoosh!
Whoosh! "Joel saw the candlelight suddenly explode. Boundless illusory flames formed a gate made entirely of mysterious symbols.
"Clang!"
The gate slowly opened, and a trace of aura leaked out.
Like a rabbit encountering a dragon, the suppression from a higher level directly made Joel collapse to the ground, as if he had been paralyzed.
He felt as if his mind had been run over by a steam locomotive, and his head was splitting.
What was even more terrifying was that an indescribable feeling filled his body. It was as if his spiritual body had been grabbed by a large hand.
'I … have already sold my soul?'
Only then did Joel feel fear and intense regret.
Mr. Li Wei's notes didn't mention anything about this.
Then, he heard an illusory and vast voice in his ears, "As you wish!"
"As you wish!"
"As you wish!"
The voice echoed in his ears like a huge bell, causing his eardrums to vibrate and his heart to constrict. He almost fainted.
"Thank you, the great Lord of Shen-soo!"
Joel trembled all over and knelt on the ground, constantly praying and praising the Lord of Shen-soo.
Practically speaking, he was terrified.
Although the Clement Kingdom had always believed in the Lord of the Gate, and even he had gone to the church to pray, he had never seen the Lord give an oracle or reply.
"It's indeed difficult for the righteous gods to notice ordinary believers, but it's easy for the hidden ones to notice …
"I … I must sincerely believe in the Lord of Shen-soo …"
Joel didn't notice that his mind and thoughts had already been permanently changed a little.
For example, he would be forced to worship the Lord of Shen-soo and respect him from the bottom of his heart. He would no longer pray to another existence.
This was something that Chung Shen-soo couldn't stop even though he had tried to suppress his own level.
After a long time, the ceremony ended.
The candle had burned out, and Joel was still kneeling on the ground, praying.
Finally, he could feel his own body again.
He pressed his aching temples, and his expression suddenly became joyful.
A mysterious knowledge automatically appeared in his mind.
"1st rank – [Qi Practitioner]. Job requirements: After mastering the [Origin Breathing Technique], consume the [Qi Practitioner's Secret Medicine] …"
"Thank you, Master Shen-soo!"
Joel became very excited.
The Lord of Shen-soo was indeed a generous God. He had actually directly given him the precious breathing technique and secret medicine formula.
With these, coupled with a certain amount of training, he could definitely become a First Sequence Beyonder!
…
After casually bestowing a portion of mystical knowledge, Chung Shen-soo walked to the window and looked at the falling snowflakes in the distance. "The new year is almost here …"
Naturally, the occupation of Qi Refiner was something he came up with after studying the Eastern and Western systems.
He even deduced it to the fourth sequence — [Sword Dancer]!
After all, the Beyonder profession system was a chain of countless people constantly contributing their wisdom to the future development.
The Fifth Sequence was a huge threshold.
Chung Shen-soo was too lazy to waste his energy and continued to deduce. After all, it was just a by-product of research.
Furthermore, in theory, to be able to reach the fourth sequence of the profession chain was already very precious!
At least, it was much better than those who could not continue after reaching the second or third sequence.
"Indeed … whether it is Eastern or Western, the Primal Core and status are huge thresholds …"
"But … in this war between the East and West, countless Beyonders are just ants, and the Primal Core and Primordial Spirit are just pawns. Even a Dharmakaya can only affect some regional battles. Only Undead Immortals, or even higher, can truly influence the direction of the war and even determine the outcome!"
Therefore, at the beginning of the war, Chung Shen-soo did not think of anything else. He only wanted to protect his own people and then focus on improving himself.
Just as he was admiring the snowflakes, the butler, Old Brown, walked in and bowed. "Mr. Chris is here to visit."
"Hmm, according to my estimation, he should have already saved 80 gold pounds after working so hard? This speed, tsk tsk … Knowledge is indeed money … "
Chung Shen-soo turned and said calmly, "Let him wait for me in the living room!"
A moment later.
Chris, who was sipping his coffee, saw Mr. Li Wei, dressed in formal attire, walk into the living room. He quickly got up and greeted him. "Mr. Li Wei, you look good."
"I like winter. The falling snowflakes are very beautiful. It reminds me of the many beautiful places I have visited before …"
Chung Shen-soo sat on the sofa and exchanged a few words with Chris.
This student from the Royal Academy had unknowingly revealed a lot of information in his conversation.
After all, other than the servants and coachmen, private teachers were also a group that could easily detect the changes in the upper class.
"It looks like … after the setback, the upper class of the kingdom has begun to reflect and think that the war may not go as smoothly as expected …"
Chung Shen-soo thought to himself. He looked at Chris, who seemed to want to say something, and suddenly smiled. "Alright, Mr. Chris, are you here to fulfill that promise?"
"Yes."
Chris heaved a sigh of relief and quickly took out his money bag.
This was all the savings he had earned from his three jobs. After withdrawing it from the bank, he counted it several times.
"It's a total of 80 pounds, you can check …"
Just as Chris was about to speak, he saw Chung Shen-soo take the money bag and carelessly throw it to the butler, Old Brown.
"He, he didn't even count it … Is this how a real tycoon does things?"
Chris lowered his head in inferiority. Once again, he felt his own poverty.
"I believe in friends."
Chung Shen-soo laughed and asked the old butler to fetch a manuscript from the study.
"I've copied down all the mysterious knowledge about the [Spirit Child]."
"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Li Wei."
Since things were going so smoothly, Chris couldn't help but happily take the manuscript, his heart filled with excitement.
"Then … How about we talk about sacrificial rituals and rituals?"
Chung Shen-soo's smile did not change as he suggested.
"No problem … I recently became a tutor for a noble and was allowed to read some unimportant books. Some of them are very interesting …"
Chris answered excitedly.
Chung Shen-soo did not intend to directly sell the Master of Shen-soo to the other party. That would be too deliberate.
Moreover, Chris was not Johann. He had a rich foundation in mysticism and understood the risks of praying to an unknown existence.
Basically, unless he was forced into a corner, it was unlikely that he would attempt the ritual of praying to a hidden existence.
However, Chung Shen-soo did not care too much. After all, he had no need for faith.
He even suspected that the four main gods were the same.
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