Jiang Xilin remembers a saying his grandma often said: To serve other people's bowls, you must obey other people's control.

The current situation is that he is holding Angria Tongen's bowl, so naturally there is no reason to refuse the task assigned by her.

Fortunately, Tong En only gave him this task, but did not set a specific time.

Therefore, he used this as a reason to fish with pay in an honest and fair way these past two days.

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"I turned around to see those souls. They were attacked by monsters. Rain, snow, and hail hit them from time to time. In order to relieve the pain, they twisted their bodies desperately, but the pain never ended."

"I walked into a wide cemetery. The dense tombs made the ground undulating. The coffins were all open. There were flames burning inside and the sound of mourning was heard."

"Kandersbronn, which benefits the world, has always had two suns, shining on two paths respectively, the mortal path and the divine path."

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No. 13 McDerlin Street, in the study on the second floor.

This room, where the books collected by Wofk are stored, has almost become Jiang Xilin's second living room.

Jiangxi Lin, wearing a coffee-colored nightgown with light brown horizontal stripes, was sitting at a pine board desk, flipping through a work similar to a collection of prose poems.

The author's name and identity are unknown, but the content of his works is almost always related to "soul", "death", or "historical legends".

I won’t talk about the first two topics. Regarding “historical legends”, Jiangxi Lin also went out to look up some information out of curiosity.

For example, in the paragraph he just read, "Kandersbronn who benefits the world," according to the relevant information he checked, Candesbronn is a country that exists in legend.

Legend has it that houses in this country can be built higher than the mountains, the average life span of ordinary people is more than a thousand years, and the length of rule of some emperors ranges from thousands to tens of thousands of years.

Regarding this country, if Jiangxi was forced to describe it, he felt that it would be more appropriate to use the analogy of the "Xia Dynasty" or "Sumerian Civilization" in his previous life.

There are references to its existence in history books, but there are very few powerful things that can prove its existence.

So, then again, why is Jiang Xilin reading these books in the middle of the night?

Because in Wofk's study, in addition to history, there are books on myths or legends related to history.

In fact, he didn't delve into it very deliberately, just read it as a story.

He watched until late into the night.

He stretched his arms and stretched himself, then stood up and walked to the window and opened the curtains.

At some point, a layer of fog filled the street, and the phlogiston street lamps were looming in the mist.

If I remember correctly, he should have come to this world at the beginning of the month.

Counting it all together, before I knew it, it had been almost three months.

After silently sighing in his heart how time flies, he lowered the curtains, lay down on the soft sofa in the study room, and hummed twice in comfort.

Bata, Bata, Bata...

The faint sound of the mechanical clock seemed to be infinitely amplified after Jiang Xilin closed his eyes.

He has insomnia.

I got up a little irritably, walked to the clock, squatted down, and observed the appearance and structure of the clock in boredom.

After watching for a while, he found that he was still not sleepy at all, so he stood up, put on his coat, and planned to go out for a walk.

Compared with Dongting City, the security of the Royal Capital is much better. In addition, McDerlin Street is a middle-class urban area, and there are several waves of night knights patrolling the night, not to mention the patrol team of the Public Security Department.

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Jiangxi Lin, wearing a coat and jacket, was walking idle in the mist. His mind was full of thoughts. He sometimes thought of the plot of the movie "The Fog" in his previous life, and sometimes he went back to the scene of walking to school on a foggy morning in elementary school.

boom--

A loud sound caused by a heavy object falling to the ground came from behind.

Jiangxi Lin immediately turned around.

A hundred meters away, in the dim area between two street lights, a vague, tall and ferocious shadow, as if covered with spikes, loomed in the mist.

Jiang Xilin squinted his eyes slightly, and he could feel that the tall and blurry shadow was also looking at him.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

After almost more than a minute, the ferocious shadow turned and left.

Jiang Xilin, who was full of vigilance, slowly loosened his clenched fists and at the same time dispersed the arcane elements surging in his body.

"Forget it, even if you have insomnia from now on, you can't wander around anymore."

Jiangxi Lin warned himself secretly in his heart, and at the same time turned around and returned along the way he came.

What he didn't know was that not long after he left, a group of three fighting priests carrying flying crosses appeared on the street.

"Which way did it escape?"

"According to the detection device, it should be heading towards the West District."

"Walk."

The three of them stood in the middle of the foggy street, muttering to a circular compass device that emitted a faint white light, and then continued running in a certain direction.

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When Jiang Xilin returned home, he was still not sleepy, so he took out the metal coffin box again.

Considering that he still didn't know whether the "test space" was real or an illusory simulation, he didn't dare to rashly inject arcane elements into it to activate it.

All we can do now is start with the texture on its surface.

Compared to when we were in Dongting City, the economic conditions and research conditions in the royal capital were countless times better than those in Dongting City.

Especially the library of the Kingdom Scholars Association, as long as you have any qualification certificate issued by the Scholars Association, you can enter and read it after paying a certain fee.

Jiangxi Lin has an assistant-level arcanist qualification certificate, but he has no money.

But this does not mean that he will always be out of money.

When he gets rich, he will still go to the library of the Scholars Association. Maybe if there are hundreds of thousands of books in it, he might even apply for a monthly membership.

Of course, before going there, you must make some preparations, such as tracing the remaining two sides of the small coffin box.

This is not an easy job, after all, the lines on it are weird and complicated, but since he had already traced the six sides when he was in Dongting City, the difficulty has been reduced a lot.

After being busy for most of the night, when Jiang Xilin took out the six pieces of paper he had traced in Dongting City and put them together with the two pieces of paper tonight, the hour hand of the mechanical clock next to him happened to point to the "3" position.

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After finishing, he stretched and yawned, finally feeling sleepy.

So Jiang Xilin got up, left the study, and returned to the bedroom.

"Take a nap, I have to go to work early tomorrow morning."
Chapter completed!