Chapter 25: Russell's Notes
Lu Ze spread a piece of white paper on the table and wrote something on it with a pen.
"Current combat means:
1. Revolver (normal bullets and enchanted bullets).
He frowned at the words, paused, and awkwardly added, "There's a lot of room for improvement in your marksmanship."
He went on to write:
"Second, the ritual of secret prayer."
"Special note: Most are extremely evil, requiring life sacrifice or extreme emotions. These rituals invoke the true Creator, and the effects gained will cause one to become corrupted and insane."
Lu Ze wrote after this line, "It can only be used for understanding and absolutely cannot be used."
He had already deeply realized this point. The tragic consequences of the rituals performed by Sirius and Heinas were still vivid in his mind.
Moreover, the number of these rituals he had acquired was truly enormous. Or rather, simply too numerous. He even suspected that ordinary secret praying practitioners wouldn't master so many rituals. These things being forced upon him were simply madly encouraging him to jump into the fire pit.
The real creator of this dog thing has caused a lot of harm to people.
Lu Ze cursed inwardly and continued writing.
"In some rituals, the object of prayer is not the true Creator, so the effect is relatively weak. You can try it, but still be cautious."
"three,"
When he wrote the third one, he hesitated for a moment, but still wrote it down.
"Three, the hidden sage."
"An equally dangerous evil god, the only difference is that he is not the true Creator. Perhaps if you encounter a threat from the true Creator, you can't. It's still too dangerous. Unless your life is at stake, don't try it."
Lu Ze put down his pen and looked at the three items he had written, gradually revealing a look of uncertainty. This was because most of them were extremely dangerous and strictly prohibited abilities. For the rest, such as the pistol, he was simply a novice with no talent.
But based on this review, he roughly figured out the direction of his future efforts.
First of all, you still have to keep practicing your marksmanship, at least to the point where every shot hits the target, not to mention higher accuracy;
Secondly, learn some less burdensome rituals, or auxiliary magic, such as divination. Well, the talisman that Luo Yao used before seemed to have been obtained through a ritual related to the goddess. He could try to learn it.
Finally, stay away from dangerous things.
Lu Ze still hoped for a stable life. He now felt that if he couldn't go back, staying here and living like this with Cecilia would be just fine. He would go to work, occasionally encounter minor challenges, and rely on the captain and the others to handle them, while he would cheer on the back. Then, after work, he would go home. Once he had saved enough money and his sister finished school, he could settle down a bit.
"hey-hey."
At this moment, he heard a twisted and malicious laugh. He lowered his head and saw Sirius in the shadow of the desk, with his bloody and shattered head on his head, reaching out his tumor-covered hand to grasp his ankle!
Oh shit!
Lu Ze felt like his scalp was about to explode. He pulled his legs out suddenly and kicked hard, but he only kicked the air.
"You've already been a believer in the Lord and have received His grace. Do you still want to live an ordinary life? Stop dreaming!"
Luze's legs passed through Sirius' body. He laughed and kept saying vicious words.
It seems to be an illusion.
Lu Ze couldn't help but take a step back.
"Bang, bang!"
There was a knock on the bedroom window. Lu Ze looked up and saw a figure pressed against the second-floor glass. It was Hainas, covered in blood. His mouth stretched to his ears, his head repeatedly banging against the window. Beneath his black robe, two twisted faces squirmed and screamed.
The world went dark. There was a rustling sound in the corner, and irregular black lines were wriggling at the edge of the vision.
Is it the erosion of the true creator?
Lu Ze shook his head, but there was no illusory sound of the tide in his mind. On the contrary, he felt a little drunk and confused.
If it's not an external erosion, could it be a problem coming from myself?
He recalled the mysticism course he had taken before. Old Neil once said that excessive spiritual consumption or falling into a state of fatigue and sleepiness might reduce the mental resistance of the Beyonder, making it easier for him to lose control and have hallucinations.
I see, maybe it's because of drinking?
Lu Ze thought of the bottle of champagne on the dining table. The alcohol had affected his mind and caused him to hallucinate. He couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that he would have to quit drinking in the future.
So he sat on the bed in his bedroom and tried to meditate and relax his mind. As expected, as his mind became calmer, hallucinations like Sirius gradually disappeared, and only some shadows in the corners remained in his vision.
Lu Ze finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up, lit the piece of paper with his handwriting on it, then crushed the ashes into crumbs and poured them into the wastebasket. Then he washed up and went to bed.
When he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes, he seemed to see the faces of the two people he had killed again, but fortunately he didn't care. He just turned over, threw them aside, and fell asleep peacefully.
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A few days later, in the armory of Blackthorn Security Company.
"Excellent! You've completely mastered Hermetic." Klein clapped his hands softly and praised with a smile, "Your talent is simply incredible. At this rate, Ancient Hermetic and Ancient Feysac will probably be no problem for you."
"It's mainly because you're a good teacher."
Lu Ze smiled and put aside the test paper with completely correct handwriting.
Jokes aside, he didn't consider himself particularly gifted. Learning English in his previous life was incredibly difficult. The fact that he was learning Hermetic so smoothly this time was likely due to the "Secret Prayer" potion within him, as Hermetic was the language and writing used in occult rituals.
"If you say so, I might even consider teaching foreign languages at Tingen University." Klein laughed along with his words, not taking them seriously. He probably guessed why Luze was learning so quickly. "Okay, that's enough for Hermes. I should go to the Divination Club."
"I hope you have many guests today."
Lu Ze said.
Klein's Path Sequence 9 is a fortune teller. No one knows what he was thinking, but he actually went to the fortune telling club to tell fortunes for people. It is said that he earns very little money every day, but he enjoys it.
Meanwhile, Old Neil's property had been officially transferred to Lu Ze's name, but he hadn't moved in. It wasn't for any other reason, but mainly because the suburbs were too far from his sister's school. So, Lu Ze had asked Dunn to find someone suitable to rent it out, paying 18 soli per week. This money not only covered the rent at 6 Narcissus Street, but also provided some extra for pocket money.
After seeing Klein off, Luze didn't go upstairs because he was on duty at the armory today. While he was supposed to be on duty, he was basically just slacking off, so no one usually bothered him. So, he casually brought a bunch of occult materials from the adjacent library and began studying on his own. There were both internal Nighthawks materials and some collected from the public. It was quite interesting to just browse without any specific purpose.
For example, he found something called "Roselle's Notes". It was said that this was a coded note left by a time traveler who made him hate him so much, and no one has been able to decipher it so far.
Lu Ze opened the box with curiosity, and was shocked to see what was written on it - Chinese?
Stopped