Draenor was more puzzled than excited, he looked at the back of the person sitting in front of the bar, and whispered to the host, "But, I'm not a champion......"

"It's a shame but Mr. Hirst is more about the process of the game, and very few people can beat Lafas and few can draw with him...... I don't know the specifics, anyway, Mr. Hearst meant it, please give me a face! ”

"That's for sure." Draenor smiled unconsciously, nodded at Dino, and walked to the bar alone.

"Two glasses of ice red wine, you know my taste, don't need to be heated."

As Draenor sat in the swivel chair, the scholar tapped his fingers twice on the table and instructed the bartender. Then, he slowly turned around and looked Draenor up and down.

"Hmm...... Chadwick. Delano, I saw the game very clearly, and I didn't think that you could still draw with Rafas as a new rao. At first I thought you were a good guy, sorry, but now I guessed wrong......" Hurst scratched his thinning hair and shoved one of the glasses of wine the bartender brought in front of him.

Draenor noticed that the other party seemed to be holding something in his left hand, faintly revealing a golden glow through his fingers, which should be a special sixteen-sided dice.

"Fortunately, Mr. Hearst......" Delaeno did not reach out to greet the scholar, but picked up his glass and touched it with the other party, taking a sip.

"It's ......so sweet," he couldn't help but mutter, and the moment the ice wine melted, it stimulated his taste buds like rock sugar melting, and the sweet taste almost covered the aroma of the wine itself, leaving him speechless.

"Hahaha...... It's sweet, and it proves that it's a good wine. Hearst took the wine glass and drank it down, and even licked the rim of the glass, not even a drop of nectar remained, "Actually, the doctor told me that it is best not to eat anything too high in sugar too often, I have a thirst quenching disorder, and I have lost ten kilograms since November last year." But that doesn't stop me from loving sweet wine, and even my urine smells sweet when I drink it this morning. ”

How do you know what urine smells like...... Draenor pursed the corners of his lips, not daring to continue to think deeply, and shifted the topic to business, "Mr. Hearst, did you call me just to taste the drink?" ”

"No, no, of course not, it's just a polite part......" The scholar shook his head awkwardly, opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at the other party, "You have good poker skills, are you interested in becoming my disciple?" ”

Draenor tightened his shirt, of course he would! This is a treatment that only a champion can enjoy! But then I think about it, this is not my original intention, I still have a lot of work to do, and I don't plan to become a gambler in the true sense of the word.

"I am very honored...... But I'm sorry, I may have to pass up this opportunity. ”

"Really...... It seems that you are really different, and all of you here are eager to be my disciples...... Maybe not everyone will like the gameplay I've invented. Mr. Hearst, looking a little disappointed, pushed the empty glass forward, and motioned for the bartender to refill it.

"No, that's not what I meant." Draenor hastened to explain, hoping not to offend the scholar, "It's a novel and skillful way to play, and I really like it...... It's just that now I have some other questions that I want to ask you. ”

"Oh?" Mr. Hearst looked sideways at him, finished another glass of wine and replied, "Well, if I can give you an answer." ”

Draenor smiled with satisfaction, collected his thoughts, and turned to face the scholar completely, "Actually, I'm not a local resident, I'm from Canaan, a country called Eichenryder to be exact...... I stumbled upon the existence of divinity and its origins, and you are an expert in this area, can you tell me more about divinity? ”

"O divinity...... This is a long story, its origin, the meaning of its existence and the principle of its existence, these are all the contents of my research. ”

Hearst frowned, rubbed his fingers in front of his eyes, and looked at the brightly colored glass bottles on the wine cabinet to return to their seriousness.

"Have you ever heard of the 'three-core fake'?"

"No Sakura," Draenor shook his head.

"Of course not, because I haven't published it yet." Hearst looked up and smiled, with a hint of pride on his face, "This is the result of my ten years of research...... In my opinion, human beings, like other living beings, were just animals completely controlled by animal nature. But man has reason, and under its effect, man breaks away from the inherent biological chain and becomes a human being in the true sense of the word. ”

"Well, that's true." Draenor nodded, exactly as he had thought.

"But reason alone is not enough, after the departure of the founder, man is endowed with 'divinity', which does not exist alone in an individual, in fact different races have it, but the role is different, and it is divided into two characteristics, explicit and implicit, because of the different content in the body. Its existence brings reason to the extreme, and it is precisely because of this that we can completely control the animal nature. This is the core content of the 'three-core fake'. ”

Mr. Hearst dropped the dice he was holding on the table, and they spun and glowed golden.

"Like this dice, no one can predict the potential of divinity, but I can guarantee that those who possess dominant traits will always master the art of using it, and it just takes an opportunity."

For example, the "White Tempering Fire"...... Draenor subconsciously pressed his left hand to his chest, knowing that it was because of the constant crises he faced along the way that he had truly mastered the art of manipulating his divinity.

"But this opportunity is not something that ordinary people can meet. I believe that divinity is like a manifestation of spiritual power, which is like a muscle that is constantly improving because of training, and it is somewhat similar to adrenaline, and when the wielder is faced with real fear and threat, he can burst out with true power and thus exert it to the extreme. And at that time, the 'three cores' that are free in your body can truly achieve balance, which is the rarest state of all—'perfect balance'. ”

It's a bit philosophical...... Draenor used almost every brain cell in his skull to force himself to understand the meaning of these words, and he probably knew one thing: his divinity had not been brought to the extreme, and it still had a lot of room for improvement. But if he could, he didn't want to be in a desperate "opportunity".

"That's all I can tell you, let's wait until it's officially released......" Just as he was about to raise his glass again, Mr. Hearst's gaze suddenly shifted to Langlano's chest, and he raised his hand and pointed at the chilling magnolia flower.

"This flower...... Why keep the divinity? ”

Draenor was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look at the flower in his chest, and suddenly remembered the familiar face.

"It was given to me by a friend as a talisman...... But she's gone for good. ”

"Are you she's dead?"

These words pierced Rano's heart, and he nodded reluctantly.

"No offense, but I think the original owner of this flower should still be alive."

"What?" Draenor frowned, a hint of anger in his incredulous expression. Yelena had long ago that Moran and Yakov were locked in a carriage by the Butley family and burned alive a long time ago!

"How dare you guarantee ......"

"Yes, divinity is an important part of the composition of the spirit, that is, it is equivalent to the spiritual embodiment of the bearer's original rao, and if the person loses his life, the nerves will also disappear. And that flower still has divinity, and it shows that your friend is still alive. ”

Moran...... Still alive......

Mr. Hearst turned his head and looked around, took out a business card from his bosom and quietly handed it to Lenlano, "Sorry for the delay in your precious time, this has my address on it, if you have similar questions in the future, you can always ask me for advice." I'm sorry you didn't make my disciple, but we can still be friends, and you are always welcome to visit my home. ”

"Gerton Union University, Professor of Divinity, Dillard. Hearst, 26 Myrtle Street"

Draenor came to his senses and took the business card to his coat pocket

"Thank you for the invitation, I learned a lot from talking with you, and I'll see you later."

With that, he got up and left the bar, and with the captain pushed open the wooden door. He decided to go to Caesar's "Palace of Forgiveness" again to find out the whereabouts of the desert witch.