Although Pan Long had played the game of "Simulating Esoteric Believers" back then, after all, time has passed, and too much time has passed. He remembers a lot of game guides, but he really doesn't remember some settings that he didn't care much about at the beginning.

For example, he remembered that in the world of this game, "immortality" was not a rare thing, and in the later stages of the game, players had to directly confront the immortals in a certain adventure location in order to obtain treasures or documents, and even in the second week and subsequent DLC, it was not uncommon to confront the immortals.

Immortals are not very remarkable in this world. The further "named" and even "Si Chen" are the real bosses.

But to be honest, even "Si Chen" is actually not much of a great thing, and the story does not mention which Si Chen has the ability to move mountains and seas and steal the sky, but it is mentioned that Si Chen was killed by an invisible cultivator (not sure whether it is an immortal or a named person or some other level) and took away the divine position.

Looking at it this way, the "gods" of this world really don't have much compulsion.

By the way, one of the multiple histories of this world seems to be that a group of immortals came together to reach a compromise with the gods and helped Britain become the world hegemon......

(hmm...... In this way, the immortals in this world seem to be good. Instead, it's the named person or Si Chen or something...... ）

He was thinking about it, and suddenly it dawned on him that he wasn't even an immortal, so what did he want to do so much!

After clearing out the confusion, he smiled and asked, "I probably understand what this Shedding Club is, and I will be careful in the future to avoid those cultivators I don't know." So, apart from this mixed club, are there any other organisations in London that I should care about?"

Mr. Iroh nodded and said, "Aside from the Shedding Club, the first thing worth noting is the 'Seven Stars' Tavern. This tavern hides a lot of powerful formless cultivators, or rather, it is a relatively high-end meeting place. But the purpose of this tavern is relatively peaceful, and most of them are no longer interested in earthly things. ”

"Sounds good, and that means I might be able to visit once in a while?"

"Absolutely. Then there's the 'Old Wheel' tavern, which is similar to 'Seven Stars'. But there are fewer people going there, and it always seems to go unnoticed. "I went there once, got drunk, slept all day, and then left in a daze. During the whole process, I didn't see any third person except one waiter. ”

Pan Long raised his eyebrows: "Sounds like a haunted house?"

"Pretty much, but it's safe there. If you want to be clean, this is the place to go. "And the tavern 'The Grapes of Saton'...... Don't wonder why they are all taverns, gathering places for practitioners of the invisible arts, and generally places for dogs and horses, after all, it is a good cover-up. ”

Pan Long smiled and asked, "How about that 'Saton's Grapes' tavern?"

Mr. Iroh frowned, looking a little hesitant. It was a few seconds before he said, "That place...... I can't say if it's dangerous......"

Pan Long was a little puzzled, danger is danger, not danger is not dangerous, even if the degree of danger is uncertain, it shouldn't be this kind of statement!

"Can you elaborate on that?" he asked.

Mr. Iello thought for a moment, and said, "I have not been to the tavern, but I have heard—some people who have been to the tavern have not liked the opposite sex since. ”

Pan Long was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "What do you mean by 'not liking the opposite sex'?"

That's what it means literally. Mr. Iello sighed, "It is said that from then on, men like men, and women like women......"

Pan Long suddenly trembled with fright, and his hairs stood upside down.

What's so ...... It's weird, isn't it?

It's not unheard of him being a human being in two lives, and his orientation is different from that of ordinary people - in his previous life, he knew more than one gay man and lesbian. But people were born, and some people later underwent genetic tuning and cloning surgery and replaced them with a body of the opposite sex...... In general, it is all their own private matter, and it has nothing to do with others.

But the day after tomorrow to change the orientation, let alone encountered, I haven't heard of it!

And the orientation is cultivated over a long period of time, how can it change just because of a trip to a tavern?

"This tavern is weird!" he couldn't help but say, "I'm definitely not going to go!"

"Who isn't!" sighed Mr. Ielloh, "when I heard about it, I reacted like you. Then I made up my mind to retreat from the tavern in the future, let alone go in, and don't get close!"

As he spoke, he took out a map of London and marked the location of the "Saton's Grape" tavern on the map.

"Remember, don't come close!"

Pan Long nodded repeatedly, memorizing the marks on the map.

With that, Mr. Elloh took another long sip of wine, this time quickly and violently, as if he had the intention of using it to suppress the alarm.

After a while, he said: "In addition to these three taverns, there are several noteworthy places in London, such as the 'Oliveram Auction House', the 'Montmelenzi-MacDonald Gallery', and the 'Calvinist St. Felix Church', all of which have their own organizations behind them. Some of these organizations are strong, some are weak, but even the weakest are too dangerous for a lone traveler to provoke. ”

Pan Long nodded and asked him to mark these places one by one on the map and remember them by heart.

"Finally, there are some lone rangers like you, there are too many to say for a while. "Two of them are worth mentioning, one is Stella Scoyne, a collector, and he can be sure that he is practicing the art of the Invisible, but no one knows to what extent." He was wealthy and a keen collector of all kinds of wonderful documents. I've heard that practitioners in the East are very focused on gathering knowledge, and you might be able to try to deal with them. ”

"Where can I find him?"

"He's often seen at Oliveram, and you can visit him at his apartment, but ...... If you don't have enough friendship, he shouldn't see you. He was a very cautious and cautious man. ”

Mr. Iello lifted the bottle again, craned his neck, and this time took a few seconds before putting it down, and sighed.

A bottle of wine has been drunk.

"The last noteworthy person, 'Mrs. La Schelles,' she ...... She's dangerous. ”

Pan Long frowned slightly: "There are almost no people who cultivate the Invisible Technique that are not dangerous. ”

"She's special, she's dangerous. Mr. Iroh said, "This matter was confirmed by Mr. Norman, who once knew a very powerful cultivator, who was a rich kid who started an organization called the 'Blood Cup Order', and gradually gained a lot of momentum, and even fought against the Anti-Suppression Bureau. ”

"That's pretty impressive. ”

"Yes, quite impressive!" said Mr. Iroh, "Mr. Norman admires him too, and has consulted him more than once. But one day, while talking to him about something, he received a letter from Mrs. Lascheles, which contained only a few short words: 'My dear, the time has come, and the remnant sun is asking for his final man.' Come on. ’...... Mr. Norman swore that there were only these few words, but when he saw these few words, the cultivator suddenly turned pale and looked wooden, and he just walked out of the door, without a single member of the sect, and never returned. ”

He was silent for a few seconds, and said in a gloomy voice: "Never came back, no one saw him again, he just disappeared." ”

Pan Long was also silent, and after a long while, he asked, "That sect leader of the 'Blood Cup Sect', what is his strength?"

"According to Mr. Norman, he was no match for him, and he might even be able to kill him with a single look. "Mr. Norman majored in 'secret history' and was not well versed in combat. But as a figure who is already close to the realm of 'historians', he has not worked the 'blade', and there are always four or five orders. The people who can kill him in an instant are at least three orders higher than him—there are not many people in London who can cultivate the 'blade' or other combat phase to such an extent!"

Pan Long frowned slightly and looked at his character panel.

In the column of "Phase", it is clearly marked: blade phase, fifteenth order.

(Am I so strong?)

He couldn't help but be a little surprised, or even a little self-conscious.

According to his memory, the few very powerful immortals who appeared in the game were only the twelfth order.

In fact, even if it was the existence of the so-called "named one", which was probably similar to the existence of the god under the command of "Si Chen", their physiognomy was also only the twelfth order.

It's just that the immortals tend to have two twelve-order phases, and the named ones have three twelve-order phases—of course, it could also be that their strength has decreased due to being summoned to the human world from the wandering realm.

From this point of view, the twelfth-order phase should already be extremely powerful. His fifteenth-order blade phase may be almost invincible in the world, right?

Thinking about it like this, his heart suddenly became much more steady.

Pan Long is not a saboteur, nor is he the kind of person who wants to solve problems with violence. But in any case, having enough strength to protect oneself is obviously a very down-to-earth and reassuring thing.

When you have enough power to protect yourself in the world, when you pursue the path of immortality, you will naturally be a little more sure.

It's just that...... The path to immortality in this world is basically through a certain ritual through the three-pointed gate, and then back - in Pan Long's understanding, it is to go to meet Si Chen, obtain immortality after obtaining Si Chen's approval, and then return to the earthly world.

Such an immortality, no matter what the effect is, the way to get it alone worries him.

Go to meet Si Chen alone, or run to other people's territory, isn't this life and death in the hands of others?

Even if Si Chen may not have any ill will towards mortals, can he pin his life on such an ethereal thing?

Of course not!

Thinking of this, he felt a little distressed in his heart.

If you want to bypass Si Chen and gain immortality, how easy is it!

How should the ritual be designed, what kind of medium should be needed, what helpers should be found, and there is not even the slightest clue to everything.

Maybe...... Should I work closely with Miss Moran and Mr. Norman, and even join their "Society for the Study of History"?

I seem to have the ability to see history, and with this ability, I should be able to become one of the most important core figures in this organization, right?

In that case, if you want to find a way to skip Si Chen and gain immortality, you will have a little more hope.

He secretly calculated in his heart and said nothing.

Mr. Iello didn't know whether he was drunk or depressed, and he didn't say anything.

The middle-aged man, who looked quite strong and brave, sat down in his chair, and soon tilted his head back, leaned the back of his head against the back of the chair, and snored evenly.

He fell asleep.

Mr. Iroh slept for more than two hours, and during that time there was not a single customer in the shop, and Miss Moran never returned.

It wasn't until it was not as bright as it was at noon, and the clock struck four o'clock, that he woke up to the sound of the bell.

When he woke up, he looked a little dazed, and went straight to the pool behind him to get some water to wash his face - Pan Long noticed that there was a deep scar on the back of his neck, which stretched vertically from his hair to under his collar.

The scar was not as dark as a normal scar, but rather pale, as if it had been a long, strange-shaped piece of paper attached to the neck.

Looking at the scar, Pan Long suddenly felt a cold aura.

It was still autumn, but for a moment he felt as if he had entered a harsh winter, and the water around him was dripping into ice, and even his breath would be frozen.

Immediately, a stream of heat surged from the bottom of his heart, melting the cold feeling, and everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

This wound is obviously from some supernatural force!

Pan Long frowned slightly, and then pretended to mention the wound casually while chatting.

Mr. Iroh was unconcerned, and it was clear that the wound was no secret to him.

"It's a 'winter' wound. He said, "I was in a very dangerous situation in my quest for the nature of 'casting', and I almost burned myself to death. In desperation, Miss Moran performed a ritual for me, which caused me to suffer a very serious 'winter' injury, and left this scar. ”

"The scar still has a lot of power, and it gives me an extra 'winter' look. "I can't use this power very well, but at least it relieves my stress so that I don't burn to death with my own power." ”

As he spoke, he sighed again: "A person can only bear a maximum of three wounds, and it is a pity to waste one of them on this!"