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

While she wouldn't vanish into thin air instantly, she would inevitably be overlooked when she brushed past people.

Seemingly noticing the exiles' interested gazes, Virtue placed the perfume in her hand on the table: "Extracts from lepidopteran insects and woodland plants."

The exile said he didn't need it for the time being, but Li Lin, who loved to take advantage of others, never missed a good opportunity to do the same and quickly took it away.

......

University of Rostock.

Founded in 1419, it is the oldest university on the Baltic coast and the third oldest university in Germany, after Heidelberg University and Cologne University.

Countless scholars visited during this period. Its library, built in 1569, includes three regional libraries, ten specialized libraries, as well as the university archives, storage room, patent and standards center, with a collection of approximately 220 million books, including numerous ancient books, including 2800 volumes of manuscripts and signatures, 650 volumes of ancient printed books, and 14 estates.

Just as there are bound to be flies in a latrine, Li Lin could guess without even thinking that such a large place as the University of Rostock must have many apprentices and mystics who study the art of the invisible.

On the outskirts of the University of Rostock in this era, the city walls ordered to be built by Archduke Franz I still remain, their stone surfaces marked with traces, like tear stains.

Dr. Jannings studied here and received his degree here.

With a dumpling tucked in his arms, Li Lin followed the exiles, swaying all the way to the university gate, where he was stopped.

The gatekeeper pointed to the long queue and gestured for them to line up.

“We have Professor Heinrich’s invitation.” The exile showed his business card and invitation, but the doorman remained unmoved after looking at them.

"Everyone here has an invitation, which is why they are eligible to queue."

"Please do not disturb others' pursuit of knowledge," the gatekeeper said aloofly, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

The exile let out a long breath and gestured for Li Lin to come with her. The two of them went to the back of the line to wait.

“That’s why I don’t like school,” the exile said sullenly.

Li Lin revealed a disdainful smile, gestured for the exiles to wait a moment, and then walked away with the New Year's dumplings in his pocket.

The exiles waited in place with some doubt, only to see that a moment later, Forget-Me-Not with a grim expression and a group of non-human disciples hurriedly arrived and dispersed the long line.

Before the gatekeeper could say anything, he was tackled to the ground by two disciples who appeared out of nowhere, dragged into the bushes, and given a severe beating.

In an instant, the entrance to the University of Rostock was completely deserted.

The petty-minded Li Lin is always vengeful.

267. Don't dig when something happens.

Never forget that I never imagined I would one day become the target of being exploited, especially by the same person.

What's most infuriating is that, for the sake of the organization's overall interests and future, he still has to curry favor with Li Lin.

This is a classic case of a fox borrowing the tiger's power and a dog relying on its master's authority.

Forget-me-not approached Li Lin, her face sullen, staring intently at him: "What are you doing here?"

"What else could we be doing? I'm not going to tell you that we're going to treat the professor and scout the place out on the side."

Li Lin stood tall and straightened his back, his voice stern and stern.

Forget-Me-Not looked Li Lin up and down, then hesitated to speak.

Forget-me-not is not interested in what Li Lin and the exiles are trying to steal; it is insignificant to the reshaping hand that is determined to rewrite history correctly.

Moreover, putting all that aside, their relationship with the vast majority of immortals is not good. Those named individuals under Sichen basically maintain a spectator attitude towards the "great achievements" of the Reshaping Hand.

"It's time to go." The exiles came over to greet Li Lin, only to find that Forget-Me-Not had come in with them.

The little dumpling reached out her slender little hand, grabbed Li Lin's collar, and quickly climbed onto Li Lin's head, clinging to the edge of his clothes.

Li Lin quickly realized Forget-Me-Not's intention, turned around, jumped up, and hit Forget-Me-Not on the head: "What are you planning to do?"

Forget-me-not dared to move, letting Li Lin slap him on the forehead.

His pupils dilated in shock as he stared at the little dragon grabbing Li Lin's hair, his lips trembling, cold sweat dripping from his temples.

The leader of the Order of the Reconstruction in the Awakening World took a deep breath and forced a smile: "I've come to..."

The dragon's eyes opened slightly, and its blue-purple pupils seemed to hold a burning heat that it was holding back.

The oppressive aura of the born noble one hovered over the forget-me-not's head, gradually breaking its spine.

Like all those who forge immortality, they all possessed an arrogance that disregarded everything, regarding the waking world as inferior creations.

Forget-me-not racked her brains and desperately tried to argue: "...I came to be a guide."

The University of Rostock is filled with ancient buildings and lush old trees, all of which were planted by order of Emperor Franz I. Today, they have formed a continuous dense forest, where even professors from the University of Rostock sometimes get lost.

"I heard someone bragging." Li Lin looked around, showing no respect for Forget-Me-Not.

"So, Master Forget-Me-Not of the Reconstructed Hand, what will you use to guide us?"

Realizing that Forget-Me-Not was intimidated by the New Year's dumpling on Li Lin's head, the exile was secretly delighted, but asked in a nonchalant manner.

Forget-Me-Not's face turned pale and then red. He awkwardly pushed up his glasses and glanced at the New Year dumpling with a cryptic look: "I follow the principles of the lamp."

The highest point of the Flourishing Abode is radiance, and the definition of the principle of the lamp is so broad that it encompasses everything.

To give a very simple example, all the apprentices can use their knowledge of lamps to find their way when they first enter Mansor.

Using divination as a navigation tool is a bit of a luxury.

“It’s not extravagant at all.” Nian nestled on Li Lin’s head, tying his hair into a knot with her little hands. “What you’re seeing isn’t the real Rostock University.”

Without a word, Forget-Me-Not took out a citrine pendulum and made it spin counterclockwise.

“Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun?” Li Lin interrupted from the side, “Hey, why don’t you take four steps counterclockwise? That’s disrespectful to the God of Poverty.”

Before the words were finished, a dim yellow light radiated from the forget-me-not crystal pendulum, emitting a gentle glow like a bright lamp, enveloping the four of them.

Where the dim yellow light swept across, the trees, radiating new green, turned to ashes and vanished. The surfaces of the surrounding buildings were quickly covered with moss. A light rain began to fall from the sky, and a pale moon hung in the black night sky. A huge tower covered with plants pointed straight to the sky.

Between the dark woods and the dark sky, in all directions around the tower, there floated lights that looked like stars. But upon closer inspection, they were not lights at all, but living creatures that looked like tiny human figures.

“Ifrit,” Forget-me-not said simply, “These are spirits from Islamic classics. They are lower in status than angels, but they possess certain peculiar abilities. I think you have all heard the story of the genie, who was an Ifrit.”

The real Ifrits were not some pitiful experiment; they floated freely in the air like a cluster of burning stars.

“This is the real University of Rostock,” the exile said without much emotion. “I had a similar experience when I was at the Tigris School.”

Their earlier guesses came true: Rostock University not only has scholars who study the intangible arts, but many of them are highly accomplished.

"The University of Rostock was destroyed once. The Basel Council ordered the entire University of Rostock to relocate. Seven years later, the University of Rostock returned here, but the original site had been bulldozed and destroyed."

Li Lin suddenly remembered his experience in the Mansu Hotel: "Could this be a secret realm?"

“That’s exactly right.” Forget-me-not habitually pushed up her glasses, intending to tell a riddle, but seeing Nian’s unfriendly gaze, she immediately spoke her mind. “In order to no longer be influenced by the church, Rostock University chose to build a semi-secret realm.”

"What is this semi-secret realm?" the exile asked.

Forget-me-not walked at the front, carrying a pendulum, bathed in the gentle glow of the dim yellow light, the pendulum in her hand spinning steadily counterclockwise.

"They first found a secret realm, then completely conquered it, and transformed it into what they wanted... This is still a bit rudimentary compared to the damn Foundation's technology."

Just as Li Lin would never miss an opportunity to use a tired old joke, Forget-Me-Not would never miss an opportunity to insult the foundation.

The exile nodded slightly, seemingly pondering as he pinched his chin, but in reality, he had already secretly placed his hand on the gun handle at his waist.

One can imagine how dangerous a completely controlled secret realm would be.

"I'm ready."

In the silence, Li Lin's abrupt voice suddenly rang out.

Forget-Me-Not stopped, slowly turned around, and cast an incredulous look at Li Lin. Exiles are often similar; both of them had doubts in their eyes.

"Okay... in what way is it good?" the exile asked tentatively.

"Don't you guys think this is really lewd?" Li Lin shrugged. "A newly established secret realm is like a little girl who has never experienced anything, but is brainwashed and drugged by a group of old men with vicious methods, becoming their color, and finally losing her mind and becoming a vessel for their desires."

Li Lin waved his hand: "I'm not going to talk about it anymore, let's apply some glue first."

268 Are you guys even purebred humans? (annoyed)

"Don't apply glue, hit me!"

The dumpling on Li Lin's head suddenly leaped down, baring its teeth and claws as it pounced on Li Lin's face, trying to suffocate him with its belly.

Mr. Li, stunned by the New Year's Day facehugger attack, stood there dumbfounded. The New Year's dumplings didn't seem so bad after all...

"Don't act crazy here." In the end, only the exiles gritted their teeth and signaled to Li Lin that this was not the place to use traditional skills, and urged him to quickly rejoin the team to tackle the Rostock University dungeon.

Li Lin, who has a bad temper and is petty, was very unhappy, mainly because someone had interrupted his fun.

“For beakers like this, you should first stir and tap until only silver remains. Then, hold the paper while stirring with various types of strong alkalis until the water at the rim of the beaker is touched again. The beaker will then be filled with liquid silver and gold.”

Li Lin, a master alchemist and alchemist, summarized his alchemical journey.

"This secret realm is responding to us; we must hurry," Forget-Me-Not, who was leading the way and navigating, said simply. After confirming that there were no hidden alien species nearby, they trudged forward with difficulty.

A few minutes later, the forget-me-not stopped walking, and a bright and clear view opened up before it.

Before them stood a small building surrounded by a dark forest. Giant ivy entwined around the entrance, and dozens of Ifrits floated overhead, casting golden firelight.

"Where is this?"

“Mr. Burns’s research workshop.” I wrapped the citrine pendulum around my wrist again and again. “He once sought help from the Reshaping Hand.”