I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

Mrs. Charlotte looked at Li Lin in disbelief: "But the doctors all said I..."

"If you're not sick, then what are you doing here?" Li Lin blurted out, "Has anyone ever told you that you look like Empress Sissi?"

Empress Elisabeth (Sisi), who facilitated the establishment of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, was considered the most beautiful woman in Europe.

Lady Charlotte was both anxious and delighted. She was anxious because she didn't know what illness she had, but delighted because Li Lin actually praised her as being like Princess Sissi.

"Really?" A blush crept across the military fortress's face. "No...no."

"That's because you don't look like it," Li Lin said coldly.

......

"I thought I would lose a customer from then on, and maybe even smash the clinic's signboard."

Li Lin watched as Lady Charlotte rode away in her carriage, waving goodbye to him, and murmured to himself.

“Your insults give her great pleasure,” Wilting said calmly from the side.

Mrs. Charlotte paid a very generous consultation fee, which undoubtedly reflected her desire for Li Lin's body.

The exiles were still preparing for the ceremony, the scent of burning years mingling with the aroma of mugwort, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

Li Lin turned to look at her, opened his mouth with difficulty, but couldn't say a word.

261 Home Delivery

Lady Charlotte's power was greater than the exiles had imagined.

Although Li Lin himself did not play any role, it was mainly the burning years that had the therapeutic effect.

In no time, Dr. Pavlov's reputation as a miracle doctor spread throughout Rostock's upper class, and he had gained a reputation that was no less than that of Count Janins.

This led many celebrities and powerful figures to start contacting them.

"We need to be selective; not all expensive things are worth befriending."

The exile stood up, picked up a tightly wrapped "gift" from the window, opened the outer packaging, and inside was a business card with gold patterns embossed on the edges.

His business card contained only a simple line of his name: Heinrich Friedrich Linke.

A renowned botanist, natural scientist, professor of chemistry and zoology, and the current dean of the College of Agriculture.

"The important thing is that there is a very magical antique in the University of Rostock."

It was from him that the exiles learned that the Rostock University museum contained something "that shouldn't be there," a painting, according to Professor Heinrich, that could evoke a deep longing in the viewer.

"History may have taken a different turn, and I don't care about that, but your foundation should have done a lot of research on it."

The exile said, "These are treasures that should not have appeared in history; they are traces left behind by the celestial beings after they have judged history."

If she were to bribe a Ligeia to open the door to ascension for her, the cost would be these remnants of the previous era, numbering seven—more than that, but never less.

Ligeia might show leniency out of consideration for the bloodline of the exiles, but she would never be willing to be a servant to be ordered around.

Li Lin's focus, however, was elsewhere: "Link?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"First and foremost, there's Zelda, who committed the sin of arrogance..."

"Alright, stop talking." The exile reached out and covered Li Lin's mouth, bringing the topic back on track.

Li Lin stuck out his tongue and licked wildly, while the exile quickly withdrew his hand.

"Uncle, I'm really getting angry," Li Lin said angrily, clenching his fist.

Just then, footsteps and knocking came from outside the door. The old butler, Franklin, appeared at the door with a somewhat anxious expression: "Someone has suddenly surrounded the villa, and the leader claims to be... the Hand of Reshaping."

"I'll excuse myself for now." Upon hearing this, Virtue stood up, picked up her suitcase, and went into the secluded basement.

The exiles and Li Lin maintain a fragile alliance with the Reincarnation Hand, but if they were to discover that there are Foundation members here, they might instantly become enemies on par with the Liquidators.

Once it was confirmed that Wilting had completely entered the secret chamber, the exile signaled to the old butler that the members of the Reconstruction Hand could be invited in.

The leader was the spirited Forget-Me-Not, dressed in a flashy silver-white hoodie with a metal badge symbolizing the Hand of Reconstruction pinned to his chest, looking radiant.

However, this composure gradually vanished upon seeing Li Lin, and his expression became somewhat unpredictable.

It is clear that the profound influence Li Lin left on him at the Vienna base still lingers.

However, he still bowed very politely to Li Lin and the exile: "It is a pleasure to see you two again in Rostock. The doors of the Hand of Reconstruction are always open to you."

“I’m glad you say that,” the exile replied, resting his chin on his hand. “But I remember our relationship was only one of commission, wasn’t it?”

The current aggressive move by the Reincarnation Hand to surround us will certainly have some impact—the worst possibility is that the Liquidators will come after hearing the news.

“If you’re worried about the Liquidators, then there’s no need to be so wary.” Forget-Me-Not pushed up her glasses and gave a somewhat insincere smile. “According to our intelligence, the Liquidators’ leader, Defour, and his army are currently gathered in Krakow, seemingly searching for something.”

Forget-Me-Not paused: "It is still unknown whether his actions were motivated by a commission or were spontaneous, but Krakow is very far from Rostock."

The exiles were invigorated.

This is really good news.

I just don't know what Diffoul was looking for in Krakow.

"So besides this, is there anything else?" the exile asked.

Forget-Me-Not glanced at Li Lin subtly, then put on a stern face: "Perhaps you don't know yet, but the Foundation's agent, that usurper who can freely traverse the ages, has already arrived in the present."

According to the agreement made in Vienna, they should have arrested the "Sichen" of the foundation on the spot upon discovery.

Forget-me-not surveyed the interior of the villa.

“If they do, of course they will shoot,” the exile said confidently.

“I have always trusted you.” Forget-Me-Not smiled at the exile, then looked at Li Lin, hesitating to speak.

"What about me?" Li Lin pointed to himself. "I think I can still do something."

"You..." Forget-me-not hesitated, but finally managed a forced smile, "You just need to be a good mascot."

Li Lin thought so too.

He nodded in satisfaction: "This kind of arduous and dangerous work is very suitable for a model worker like me who has reshaped hands."

Forget-Me-Not's eyes were filled with a strange mix of emotions; he simply couldn't understand how Li Lin had the nerve to say such a thing.

In short, he realized one thing: Li Lin was still the same Li Lin, and the old man was still the same old man. The more he talked and did, the easier it would be for Li Lin to find a weakness and attack him.

Losing one's life is not the worst thing; the real issue is social death—the shocking and ultimate insult on the streets of Vienna has spread, and the Key Hunter's insult to the head of the Purifiers has instilled a deep sense of dread in all mystics and supernatural beings.

Even if he is an expert, and there is an immortal standing behind him, what does it matter? I think that with Li Lin's personality, even if an immortal is right in front of him, he will not hesitate to attack.

Don't forget I didn't know I guessed right.

He had to leave behind a large sum of operating funds to get rid of the unreasonable Li Lin.

After hastily retreating a long distance, Forget-Me-Not stretched out her palm. Beneath her silver-white long sleeves, a metal wire was wrapped around her fair wrist, and a yellow crystal was hanging there, rotating clockwise in a regular pattern.

During his previous encounter with the exiles, he used his pendulum to detect the two people in front of him.

As per the pre-set program, the pendulum rotates clockwise, indicating that Li Lin and the exiles are hiding something, but are not lying.

As for concealment, I don't see anything wrong with it. Which mystic or supernatural being doesn't have their own secrets? The important thing is not to betray.

Disciples who concealed their inhuman appearances with invisibility magic stepped forward, but Forget-Me-Not gestured for them to disperse and continue searching for Virtue's whereabouts in Rostoklee.

Li Lin and the exiles were temporarily spared.

......

Jannings' private residence.

Li Lin sat on the sofa, watching the mysterious atmosphere surrounding him turn to ashes one by one, and the candlelight on the dark green table dimming little by little.

A certain force is lingering around Li Lin and the exiles, probing their secrets.

262 Remnants of Overprinted Painting

“A beam of light from Mansu.” The exile suddenly spoke.

She looked at Li Lin, and the two remained motionless. The sunlight projected onto the glass became even more intense and scorching, as if some metaphysical will, through the form of radiance, passed through the vast and boundless wall of starlight and projected onto them from the angle of time.

All the utensils and cups reflected intense light, but this was merely a sensory illusion; the light was not scorching, yet it was mesmerizing.

The exiles' red eyes reflected the light, like flowing blood, inspiring awe.

The illusory candlelight on the dark green table in front of Li Lin went out one by one. The defense of the secret atmosphere seemed so weak when it came to resisting the power of divination. Forget-me-not was casting its gaze from the vast expanse through the spiritual body formed by the principles of lamplight.

When mystics and supernatural beings enter a dream, their bodies in the dream world are "spiritual bodies" composed of radiance and its principles. The stronger the spiritual body, the greater their freedom in the dream world.

As the light grew stronger, the effects began to appear.

[Impact: The initial brilliance]

[First-order lamp phase influence.]

Behind the world, there is a light that shines above all, capable of piercing glass and skin. It has appeared here.

[A first-order effect. Obvious to a discerning apprentice, it can be immediately identified.]

When it disappears, it will transform into fascination!