Lu Mingfei then turned to the next page, and the text on the note suddenly switched from a beautiful hard pen to a bizarre and bizarre text.

He recognized this script, a special blend of Latin and alchemical runes, a special vehicle used by medieval alchemists to record important knowledge, and in those days of human life, heretics were often burned at the stake to die, but the search for truth would not be melted by the flames.

They will choose to record and hide the knowledge they have, waiting for those who can read it to pass it on.

It is said that the alchemy of the first master originated from an ancient and huge manuscript, which cost the old fellow 2 florins, made of some kind of extremely smooth bark, which no one could read, and he called it the "Jewish Book of Abraham", and the most understandable part of the book is recorded in this text, as for the more esoteric content.......

The old man spent decades just collecting information to decipher it.

Lu Mingfei took out a pair of glasses from his arms, and leaned closer to look at the complicated words, looking quite like an old man wearing a presbyopia to read a newspaper.

"The following text is about some of my achievements in alchemy."

"The 'truth' that all warlocks yearn for the most, like the root described in a certain anime, I didn't feel anything when I wrote this note, maybe I'm still alive after something next, maybe I'll go further into this nihilistic aspect, but now it's different."

"Because I tend to think that it is impossible for human beings, or even half-breeds, to know the truth."

........

Chen Mo glanced up at the old man who was focused on the night watchman's forum, and after confirming that he was not paying attention, he wrote such a very "pessimistic alchemist" sentence on the paper by the candlelight of the bell tower.

You must know that the Flamel line has always been at the forefront of the alchemy world, and their names will inevitably be left on the stele of seeking truth.

Well......

Probably, maybe, probably, the night watchman would be left out?

The old man didn't know what he saw, patted his thighs and laughed, laughed and lifted the bottle of whiskey and stuffed it into his mouth, blew the remaining third in one breath, burped in satisfaction, and took out another bottle from under the table and opened it.

If it weren't for the bloodline of the night watchman, a normal half-breed would have to drink like this, at least they would have a fatty liver, and a packaged package for a stomach ulcer would not be a problem.

Where is the source of his "pessimistic alchemism"?

Where did the cowboy who galloped the American West, carrying a large alchemy revolver and carving out territory for the secret party in the native half-breed family?

Chen Mo didn't think about those obscure manuscripts that were dug out of pornographic magazines, he was very pragmatic, what if there was a dead end ahead? Hang yourself if you can't get over?

If you can't get through, you will find a way to fly over.

Before he could fly, he had to find a way to grow a pair of wings.

.......

"In front of the half-breed alchemist is a moat, spiritual vision is already our limit, but the talent of the high-ranking dragon clan in the non-material world is far above that of humans, without a higher-dimensional perspective, we can't get in touch with deeper theories, and without theories, we can't develop further technologies."

"So the direction of my alchemical research has evolved."

"Most of the hybrids that exist are seeking the purification of dragon blood, the blood of dragons flowing in our bodies, giving health, giving vitality, and even giving mythical abilities such as speech and alchemy, there is no reason why we should not pursue more dragon blood until it is sublimated into a dragon."

"But it's hard for them to succeed, because the dragon's blood flows tyranny, ** and aberration, and the experiment will only end up in collapse, and all you get is the screaming Deadpool."

"Pure-blooded dragons without reason are not more noble than humans, only high-ranking dragons, and even dragon kings are the choice of human evolution, and purifying dragon blood is just biological weapons, which does not involve the evolution of life."

"This is the real ascending god rank."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, and his hands holding the book trembled slightly.

He glanced suspiciously at the door of the dormitory, there was no movement in the hallway, Fingal had left home the previous evening and had not returned.

Maybe you won't be able to come back for a while?

Lu Mingfei continued to watch.

......

Fingal snuggled up in a computer chair, holding a cold beer in his right hand, silently stared at the boy in the projection screen, who was unaware of the darkness of his notes.

The girl in the long silk dress stood quietly behind him, her long black hair hanging down to her feet, and the tips of her hair fluttering in the air with light and shadow.

"Eva," the man asked, taking the last sip of the can, casually turning the can into a sheet of aluminum cake and placing it in the corner of the table, "Have you read the notebook?"

"No, there was no text or image in my database before that."

"He's been so cautious." The man smiled and staggered the subject: "Ascending the god rank, what a glamorous word, just like the appearance of our mission."

"According to the alchemy knowledge that Senior Brother added to my internal AI composition, the content of the note is a theory derived from that alchemy matrix, and he is trying to get the theoretical support behind the matrix."

"What do we see at the bottom of Greenland......" the man muttered, his eyes fixed on something that didn't exist.

"I can't answer your question, because you've deleted this part of the material, and as a personality I still have access to a general picture of the events in Greenland, and Norma doesn't even know about it."

"It's better to forget some memories, at least not all the time." The man sighed, "I saw the door, there was a door at the end of the long staircase, we shouldn't have gone in, but the embryo gave us hallucinations."

"According to the records, you cut the safety cord of the diving bell yourself, is that the effect of hallucinations?"

"No need to ask." The man shook his head.

"I know you don't want me to know too much, but there's a lot of ..... in the secret party's database," the girl gently rubbed Fingal's messy iron-gray hair, "I'm not the girl I used to be."

"But I only think of you as my girl." The man said: "Chen Mo has given him enough guidance, Konstantin will inevitably cause some changes, Lu Mingfei will seize the opportunity and help him."

"You know you're not helping him?" Eva's voice was a little heavier: "You're pushing him into the fire pit."

"He's going to have to go in sooner or later." The man leaned back in his chair and responded: "Come in early, at least others won't be burned by his flames, this is the best choice for someone like him."

"He's a lot like you." The girl said softly.

"Like my fart," the man pouted, "not as good as half of my original wisdom."

The girl just laughed silently.

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