Chapter Twenty-Six: The Diary of Russell the Great
Audrey, who returned to her room, looked at the dresser in front of her and was silent for a long time, and Mr. Emperor's reminders and emotions seemed to still be in her ears.
This made Audrey, who had always been optimistic about the extraordinary world, suddenly feel a little worried and frustrated.
"You seem to have some sense of something." Speak yes Susie.
Audrey couldn't help but hold her forehead, she still couldn't accept Susie who could talk.
But at this time, only Susie was the right person to talk to, and she touched Susie's head: "Susie, maybe our choice is not the right one." ”
But soon Audrey's eyes were occupied by firmness and optimism: "But since you have chosen, you can't complain too much." ”
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After Hobert, who had also been in Beckland, had left the gray fog and returned to his hotel room, he quietly watched the rush of carriages and the crowd of people outside the window.
Hobert suddenly missed his old life a little, although he felt bored every day except for going to work and watching videos.
In retrospect, mediocrity is also a manifestation of happiness, which is like now, the curse of the family, the role of the "lawyer", and the need for money, like someone whipping him behind him, so that he can only walk forward quickly, unable to stop and rest.
Hobert smiled helplessly, cleaned up his mood and went to check out, since he has already started the life of an extraordinary person, don't complain about the suffering that this world has brought to him, after all, he has also obtained extraordinary abilities.
Coming down the street, Hobert ordered a cab and headed straight for the mercenary club.
When he came out of the law firm in the afternoon, he had taken all his savings with him, a total of 71 pounds, 5 soles, and 8 pence, which he had counted several times.
However, this afternoon's trading may cost most of your savings.
Hobert patted the pocket of his wallet, and before the money was spent, he was already feeling distressed.
With the club's badge, Hobert entered the club smoothly, he opened his pocket watch and looked at it, and it was about ten minutes early.
However, the member of the club who sold dragon's blood grass and other materials also arrived early, and the other party was a man in his thirties who carried a huge suitcase.
He introduced himself: "You can call me Gal, I specialize in occult items, and my shop is at 51 Henry Street. ”
Hobert smiled and said, "Hobert, occult lovers. ”
The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling that the other had something to hide.
This is normal, after all, they have not yet established sufficient trust.
Under the arrangement of the waiter, the two came to a small reception room to trade.
Gal placed the suitcase on the table, and the box opened to reveal a series of bottles and jars one after another, containing all sorts of unusual materials that were more common.
"It's an essential oil extracted from the deep sleep flower, and chamomile petals, and I just saw that your pocket watch has the symbol of the goddess, so I highly recommend this 'Amanda' hydrosol, as well as the 'Holy Night Powder', and believe me, it will definitely please the goddess." ”
Hobert was stunned, man, what you just said seems to be a little ambiguous! Or is the word "please" played badly? Why does he always think of some indecent images when he hears this word?
He shook his head, banishing the thoughts of apparent disrespect to the goddess from his brain.
Hobert purchased the extraordinary materials needed for the ritual in order to get the response of the Goddess of the Night, and fortunately, when needed in the future, he asked the Goddess of the Night to help with channeling.
Of course, Hobart could have tried to pray to himself for power channeling, but the "country of disorder" is a symbol of order and disorder, and even if it can help him complete the channeling, it is very likely that it will be done in a distorted way.
When the channeling is complete, who knows what mess will be left behind?
After a period of friendly negotiation, Hobart finally bought a silver knife, a small bottle of "Amanda" hydrosol, a small can of "Holy Night Powder", as well as the essential oil of the sleeping flower, moon flower and chamomile petals, and three candles mixed with night vanilla, mint and other materials for 3 pounds and 18 soles.
Among them, the silver knife and the "Amanda" hydrosol were the most expensive, the former costing 1 pound 6 soles, and the latter a small bottle costing 1 pounds 3 soles.
At parting, Bill said, "If you need better and more amazing materials, you can come to my shop and pick them up." Of course, if you are not at ease, you can also choose to trade at the club. ”
Hoberton nodded and smiled, "Okay." "Looks like Bill has more advanced extraordinary materials there.
Hobart then proceeded to the next trade, with a soldier in his forties in a crisp military uniform: "This is the trophy of a battle." ”
As he took out a stack of Russell the Great's diaries from his purse, he introduced: "There are a few that still have the blood of the enemy on them, but they don't interfere with reading. ”
There are at least a dozen diaries in this stack, and Hobart has already made up his mind: I can't have them all, or I'll go bankrupt!
He cleared his throat: "I believe you saw my message on the information board, I have to briefly skim through the content to determine if I have a similar collection in my hand." Well, you should also know that there are many copied versions of Russell the Great's notes, and I don't need to repeat them. ”
In fact, the price he gives is slightly lower than the market price, and generally speaking, the normal trading price of a page of Russell the Great's notes is between £6 and £7.
However, the other party did not make a counteroffer: "Yes, but I would like to know why you bought Russell the Great's notes." ”
Regarding the buyer's request for simple browsing, the other party is not worried, because no one can read the content of the note, and even if it is browsing, there is no worry about the content of the note being leaked.
And the reason why the other party does not bargain is that the market for Russell the Great's notes is too small, and there are people who like to collect to buy it, of course, they must sell it immediately.
Hobart smiled, "I'm trying to decipher the symbols in Russell the Great's notes. ”
The other party showed an expression of "sure enough": "Very good idea, I wish you success." ”
But his expression was clearly saying: There are such fools in the world.
Hobert shook his head with a smile and didn't explain too much, he took the diary, skimmed through it roughly, and picked out some of the romances of Russell the Great, and then picked out some things that didn't seem to be too important.
There were also some extraordinary knowledge that Hobert had known for a long time, which he also singled out. After becoming a transcendent, his reading and comprehension skills also improved, and most of his diaries could be remembered at a glance.
Of course, the premise of all this is that he knows Chinese characters.
In the end, Hobert only had a page of diary left in his hand, and the scene was a little embarrassing for a while, even Hobert, who had strengthened his eloquence, couldn't find a suitable reason to explain to the other party for a while.
The other party spoke first: "I didn't expect your collection to be so rich." ”
Hobert let out a sigh, but luckily he had spent a short time browsing each page of his diary, and the other party hadn't noticed any clues.
If it is a page of diary to read for a long time, and then I am very sorry to say: Sorry sir, I have all these notes of yours.
The secret of his ability to read these "mysterious symbols" may be exposed.
Hobart took out six pounds of note, one of which was to make up for the guilt in his heart.
After completing the deal, he asked the waiter not to disturb anyone, and he perused the diary of Russell the Great, whom he deared, in the small reception room:
"On the twelfth of March, I heard from the Minister in charge of intelligence about a very interesting thing: most of the Quaternary ruins that appeared around Beckland were traps!"