Together with the materials, there was an envelope in the suitcase. Connor stared at the paper on the envelope. His intuition told him that the contents of the envelope were very important!
Slowly opening the envelope, Connor removed the ink pad and opened it. Inside the envelope, there was a letter and a piece of telepathic paper.
"Connor, when you received this letter, I have already started to take action. I believe that as my disciple, you have already smelled the scent of danger and opportunity. That's right, the Secret Society has already started to make itself great. Let's see what will happen next!"
"Connor, I don't need you to do anything now. You just need to be a spectator and watch this event quietly!"
"As your mentor, I may not be able to guide you during this period of time, but I have given you an assignment. You will find the answer on page 148 of my alchemy. Remember, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you!"
The two hundred words on the letter from Reyes took Connor a full ten minutes to read.
"Sigh …" Connor let out a long sigh. He suddenly felt like Sun Wukong couldn't escape the Buddha's palm no matter how hard he tried.
Shaking his head, Connor asked the chip in his mind, "Chip, what is written on page 148 of Reyes' Alchemy?"
[Beep! On page 148 of Reyes' Alchemy, the method of refining a level 2 magic artifact, Castilla Magic Staff replica! The materials required to refine the Castilla Magic Staff replica are Komoine Gem, Golden Poplar Wood, Mithril …]
Comparing the materials required to refine the Castilla Magic Staff replica, Connor checked the alchemy materials in the suitcase. He found that every item matched. The assignment that Reyes mentioned in the letter was for Connor to refine the so-called Castilla Magic Staff replica!
"Replica?" Connor muttered these words and began to think about the contents of the Castilla Staff in his mind.
After pondering for a while in the carriage, Connor's expression changed to one of astonishment. A magic artifact that could be imitated should have a great origin. However, Connor couldn't find any information about Castilla's staff in his memories.
"A.I. Chip, is there any record of this Castilla staff in 'Reyes's Alchemy'?" Connor ordered. He knew very well that the Castilla Staff replica that Reyes wanted him to craft was definitely not as simple as a teacher's homework. If that was the case, then Reyes would not be Reyes!
[Beep! In the book 'Reyes's Alchemy', there is only 148 pages of information about Castilla's staff replica and the required alchemy materials. The rest of the information is not recorded in the book.] The A.I. Chip's cold female voice sounded in Connor's mind.
The A.I. Chip's words made Connor even more suspicious. In Reyes's Alchemy, Connor thought that it was very comprehensive. For example, some alchemy techniques and magic artifacts were not only recorded in great detail, but also had a background and a description of the rest. There were only a few books that didn't have such information. He didn't expect that Castilla's staff was one of the few that didn't have such information.
"Castilla … Castilla …" Connor muttered the name a few times in his heart and shook his head helplessly. The information he had was still too little, and all the information came from Reyes. As long as Reyes didn't want him to know, it was as if he had become blind and deaf. It hadn't been easy to expand the Men Xing Club's channel, but in the end, it had to be adjourned indefinitely. Thinking of this, Connor had the urge to swear.
The lack of information made Connor put the Castilla staff aside. He actually cared more about the last sentence that Reyes had said in his heart. "When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you."
Connor's life as a writer on Earth had made him quite knowledgeable. If he remembered correctly, this sentence came from the famous 19th century German philosopher, the poet Nietzsche's "The Other Shore of Kindness."
The original text went like this: "If you fight with an evil dragon for a long time, you will become an evil dragon yourself. If you stare into the abyss for a long time, the abyss will stare back at you!" In this world, this famous quote from Nietzsche was known as the plagiarist "Emperor Laurel."
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you. Simply put, when you look at evil, evil is like a mirror that looks at your heart. Human nature was complicated. There was no such thing as pure good or pure evil. Most of the time, the two were interchangeable or coexisting.
In the letter to him, Reyes had used this sentence. What was he trying to imply?
Could the abyss be compared to the secret society? The secret society was a dark sorcerer organization, so it seemed possible.
Could Reyes be warning him that when he was using the secret society, the secret society was also using him?
After carefully pondering over Reyes's words, Connor felt that Reyes's words might or might not have the same meaning …
“FUCK！ F * ck you! " Connor cursed in a low voice. He then drove the carriage back to his apartment. Since he couldn't figure it out, he might as well not think about it anymore. As the saying went, "When the car reaches the mountain, there will be a way out."
After returning to his apartment, Connor used the key to open the anti-theft door of his apartment. He slowly walked into the living room. Connor's eyes subconsciously narrowed.
“SHIT！ I forgot to buy beer again. My memory is so bad! "Connor slapped his forehead and muttered in a low voice. He then turned around and walked towards the door.
However, after taking only three steps, Connor's expression changed abruptly. He turned around abruptly, and the light purple ring on his neck flashed with a dim light. A small light purple shield immediately appeared in front of Connor.
Bang!
At the same time that the light purple shield appeared, five light blue wind blades, wrapped in a huge force of impact, silently arrived in front of Connor and hit the light shield with a muffled sound.
"Huh? Although the Ferguson Family is starting to fall, I didn't expect them to equip Young Master Connor with a level two defensive magic item. Sure enough, the heritage of hereditary aristocrats cannot be underestimated! "A leisurely female voice entered Connor's ears.
Hearing this, Connor focused his gaze on the door of his bedroom. At that moment, the figure of a woman wearing a purple robe and a mask appeared. This woman was none other than the mysterious purple-robed woman who had asked Connor to refine the Moretti Blood Curse at the Prospering Club the other day!
(I've been dropping a lot recently. I plan to refine the content after tomorrow's exam. I'll fix a few things that everyone thinks are toxic, so I'll make sure to update at least one chapter tomorrow. I'll try my best to update twice on top of that! I haven't updated much recently, please forgive me!!!)
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