“Travelers from far away time and space,

The contradiction between logic and wisdom,

The reflection of knowledge, the back of truth.”

The name recited in Guchmith echoed in the spiritually blocked room, and a lonely candle made a crackling sound.

Snow lit two drops of men's perfume and fell on the flame, and suddenly splashed a blue-white flame, mixing with the fragrance to make a vortex, madly absorbing Snow's spirituality.

“I beg you;”

“Pray that you give me strength;”

"Give me the power to complete the paradox spell."

"Brandomain, please pass the power to me talisman, ambergris, please pass the power to me trait..."

As Snow chanted the mantra, layers of whispers echoed in his ears. As his spiritual infusion was injected, a white cloud with the shape of a horse rushed in his mind.

Without hesitation, Snow picked up the carving knife and sharpened the avatar and text, and re-carved the complex pattern of the penny coin with "∞" symbol. A strange, distorted force that seemed to be contrary to all the principles also poured into it.

The continuous spiritual consumption is not worth mentioning to Snow, who is about the same as the unique spiritual energy. With the consumption of spiritual energy like flowing water, talismans transformed from one penny coins are arranged in front of him.

"Huh, it's much smoother than I thought." Snow played with coins one by one, felt the spirituality carried in it, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. I don't know if he had higher authority on the source quality, or because the white horse is self-contained in his soul, and the process of responding to himself was much easier than always.

There is no need to summon yourself, nor do I need to push the door to summon. Even the pure dew and vanilla he used is replaced by a bottle of male perfume.

By the way, the ambergris and cardamom in his spell are actually the ingredients of his perfume.

After all, I pray to myself, just be as easy as I am. Anyway, I am spiritual enough, and I don’t need to use spiritual materials to reduce consumption.

But everything has good and bad, for example, he cannot store things in Baima Feimali.

After excluding labor, the paradoxical talisman, which costs one penny, is stuffed into your pocket, and Snow wanted to find a place to test the power of this talisman.

Unfortunately, he cannot guarantee that he has now left the surveillance of the night watcher. Moreover, as a person who has been living in a hotel for half a month and has not gone out, he must be aware of his sudden departure.

Slightly suppressed the naughty child's mentality of getting a new toy, Snow returned to the bedside and began to tease Lily. By the way, Lily (Ruri) is the name of his Ruin shorthair cat.

In fact, he had planned a perfect schedule for himself—

I woke up in the morning and prayed to Mr. Fool, and then started to write. After lunch, I started to learn the ritual knowledge I gained from the potion. In the afternoon, I used the ability of [Papluv Dog] to attach my consciousness to Lily for a walk, and then fell asleep on time before nine o'clock in the evening.

By the way, he must drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed, then do half an hour of physical training, go to bed, and go to bed immediately, and never leave fatigue and stress until the next day.

However, like most schedules, this plan did not last long, not because Snow had no perseverance, but because on the next day, a twisted spirit with a long mouth appeared in Snow's room.

"It seems that Mr. A's messenger is not as fast as the train..." Snow complained in his heart, but immediately took the envelope from the other party, watching the spirit that did not meet the new standards of Aurora recruitment disappear again. Then he tore open the envelope and shake the letter that was not too long inside-

“Mr. Panredax:

I have received your letter. You do not have to feel guilty or fear for your decisiveness, nor will the Lord blame any devout believer.

Even if we devout believers are in the Lord's call, we need a lot of preparation. There is no need to pay too much attention to a fraudster who is not even a lamb.

The notes you intercept are of great value, which is enough for a listener potion.

I guess your potion digestion is about to end, and I look forward to your return.

Your friend, Mr. A.”

"Friend? When it's not involved in the real Creator, Mr. A is really polite!" Snow looked at the beautiful and elegant words on the letter paper and grinned, and at the same time he felt a little relieved. Fortunately, he had already made a connection with the great Mr. Fool, otherwise he would have thought about carrying the bucket and running away.

After all, he is a seedling that Mr. A has high hopes for!

As mentioned before, once you drink the secret prayer potion, your personality will inevitably be distorted. Therefore, the extraordinary people of the Aurora Society are either madmen or hidden deep madmen.

But he is also a madman, but he has a different status in the Aurora Society.

Ordinary madmen are at the bottom of the Aurora Society. The only consequence of these guys who can't control themselves is to consume them as cannon fodder in battle. Anything that involves some conspiracy will not be allowed to touch them.

The second is the lunatic who looks like normal people. Such people can often have a relatively reliable identity, be able to hide in the crowd, slowly develop lambs, and strengthen the power of the Aurora Society. They are the backbone of the Aurora Society.

But Snow is the third type of rational madman above this, with an excellent identity.

As a veterinarian, Snow has been in the upper class for a long time and has a considerable connection with many wives and ladies from noble families.

Such an identity allows him to easily get in touch with the upper circles of the Ruen Kingdom. For the Aurora Society, such an identity is undoubtedly quite rare.

More importantly, he also has a handsome face that represents the aesthetics of Aurora Club!

It is precisely because of this that in order to allow him to pray to the Lord more frequently and be promoted to a listener who can better utilize this identity as soon as possible, Mr. A transferred him from Beckland, who could even throw a stone into a demigod, and arranged to Tingen, a "peaceful" city that is rare in the seventh sequence.

According to Mr. A's meaning in his letter, as long as he digests the potion, he can immediately return to Beckland, and then become a listener, and begin to tell the glory of the rap master to his wives and daughters.

Snow put the letter paper in front of the candlestick and lit it, but turned his head and looked at the calendar placed on the bedside table. Looking at the red circles on the calendar, a gloomy smile appeared on his face-
Chapter completed!