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

“…do it as soon as possible,” Veltin said.

No one questioned her commands; in fact, everyone could tell that Virtue was much more reliable than Li Lin.

Leslie nodded and left the living room.

“He was a soldier, wasn’t he?” Wilding said after Lester left. “He’s already entered the gates of the superhumans.”

“The first mark,” Nian said casually. “It seems to be the image of a lamp. Faith should be an inviolable god.”

The inviolable god, one of the honorific names of Colonel Sichen, whose domain is primarily composed of blades, but whose knowledge of lamplight and radiance is also noteworthy.

"Who opened the mark for him? It shouldn't be Si Chen or the person who gave it the name, right? Otherwise, the impact wouldn't have been so quiet."

“A lamp-born being known as the Diary Author.” Li Lin glanced at the dark green desktop. “You know him?”

“I don’t know him.” A comical expression appeared on Nian’s face. “But the people of Baldomergan certainly do.”

The named Night Watchman, and perhaps one of the beings who will participate in the pilgrimage in the future, Teresa Garmier of the Bardom is naturally a know-it-all in Mansor. She can talk to everyone from the Hourmaster to the apprentices who have just entered Mansor, so contacting a Long-lived Lampkeeper is not difficult.

"So what's our action?" Wilding suddenly asked. "We can't just stand by and watch, can we?"

Virtue's words made sense, so Li Lin began to think, his mind somewhat stuck. After a moment, he first pointed to the ground, then to the ceiling, then to the front, and finally clenched his fist and slammed it down.

Everyone was confused, so Virtue could only continue, "There's no one else here, you can just say it."

Li Lin had no choice but to switch back to his normal way of speaking, gritting his teeth and saying with exasperation: "You and Snyder will act as an ambush to surround the governor's rear and block every respawn point; you go to Mansory to create influence from top to bottom to prevent him from calling for reinforcements, and then I will rush in and send his whole family to their deaths with tanks!"

Wilting: "Why didn't you just say so?"

"Have you gone mad from being soaked by the rain? Who knows if Roland has any eavesdropping devices planted here? If he knew, he would be on guard."

Wilting was speechless. Although Li Lin's arguments were far-fetched and his wording was incongruous, what he said did make sense... Who knows if Roland had noticed Lester?

However, the action plan proposed by Li Lin this time was indeed not problematic, and with Nian in charge, it was almost a complete reversal of fortune.

Whether Governor Roland was Ali, the commander of the National Liberation Front movement, he was doomed.

“But what if he isn’t? Wouldn’t we have to go and kill the leaders of the National Liberation Front again?” Virtue questioned again. “And what identity should we use to assassinate the governor?”

“That’s easy.” Li Lin made a phone call in front of Virtue.

Forget-Me-Not, who had already returned to the Walden Pond bar in Vienna, suddenly felt a chill. Before he could put down his newly made pendulum to do some divination, a telephone rang from beside him.

Forget-me-not turned her head and saw a golden electrocardiogram floating above the landline, indicating that this was a call from the mysterious world.

After adjusting her facial expression, Forget-Me-Not swayed her pendulum, using her spirituality to construct a transparent barrier that distorted her five senses in front of the bar, before reaching out to pick up the phone and answer it.

"Hello, this is Walden Pond Bar. May I ask who you are...?"

A few seconds later, upon hearing the voice on the phone, Forget-Me-Not gasped and nearly fainted.

313 You're quite cunning (no offense intended).

"What do you want to do!"

Forget-me-not shouted into the phone with a contorted expression. The thought of Li Lin laughing triumphantly on the other end made his eyes ache.

Looking back now, as long as Li Lin was around, no matter how serious or proper the matter was, it could become absurd, unreasonable, illogical, and indescribable!

Just like a scavenger among fish, a husky among wolves, or a dung stirrer in a cesspool... no matter how normal a person is, there is a risk of being led astray by Li Lin.

Forget-me-not wanted to hang up immediately, but remembering Arcana's instructions, she patiently exhaled and said, "Damn it, what exactly do you want?"

“Give each of us a mask of the Reshaping Hand and an identity card.”

Li Lin's request was so outrageous that Wu Wangwo doubted she had heard correctly: "What did you say?"

"I'm your father." Li Lin, losing his patience, blurted out on the other end of the phone, "Good son, call me father."

This time, however, Forget-Me-Not wasn't angry. He asked nervously, "Is Si Chen from the Foundation with you?"

"What Si Chen? I don't know." The shameless Li Lin spouted nonsense without batting an eye.

"Hahahaha." Forget-me-not laughed happily, "Give it to me, I'll give it to you."

Whether voluntarily or not, the fact that Virtue, as a member of the Foundation's roster, has placed her number on the Reconstruction Hand's side means that the Reconstruction Hand's bargaining chips have greatly increased, which can play a significant role in the confrontation with the Foundation.

In other words, their initial goal was achieved in this way.

Forget-Me-Not clapped her hands happily, took out five strange black masks that looked like overlapping wings from under the bar, and five blank identity cards, and put them on the landline.

Raven Express, dedicated to serving you.

The sound of flapping wings echoed from the void, black feathers flashed before my eyes, and something swept past the forget-me-not, carrying away a stack of things.

It was impossible to tell from which angle or time it came; the only way to identify it was by the mottled shadows falling on the retina—it was a giant raven.

Forget-Me-Not seemed much more relaxed after delivering the package, and even the inexplicably cute Li Lin appeared adorable in her imagination: "By the way, what do you need these for?"

The sound of bird feathers flapping came from the other end of the phone, followed by Xingti and Nian's familiar shouts, clearly indicating that the package had arrived.

"We're going to blow up the Governor's Palace in Algiers," Li Lin told him truthfully.

Forget-me-not stared blankly, conjuring up a scene in her mind, and suddenly felt as if Li Lin had blasted her chest with a shotgun.

"Hello...hello?"

Enraged, Forget-Me-Not was about to argue with Li Lin again when she discovered that he had already hung up.

......

“This thing is very dangerous,” Nian commented.

"How dangerous is it?" Xingti, who was holding the mask up to his face, froze and flung the mask away as if he had encountered a cockroach.

"Once you put it on, it will subtly change your mindset, making your way of thinking more inclined toward the Hand of Reshaping... Then, when the waves come and the rain falls, it will shape your bodies from the inside out according to your inner emotions, thus turning you into their disciples."

Nian Tuanzi patted the mask with its tail: "But it's useless against the knowledgeable... and it's useless against that exile too."

Because the essence of the earth's blood cannot be influenced by these little things that can induce emotions and forcibly shape desires.

"What should I do?" Xingti was a little confused. After learning that she would be fine as long as she didn't wear it, she boldly ran her fingers over the surface of the mask, feeling the hard texture and faint patterns on her fingertips.

She discovered that her alchemy had absolutely no effect on her.

This means that its properties are more stable than imagined.

Veltin looked at Nian.

"Oh, I mean don't expect me to do this for free..." Nian flicked his tail.

The girl calmly looked at Nian and uttered a short sentence: "Please."

Nian got angry.

The main thing was that being stared at by Virtue with such a calm gaze and tone, and hearing him say such things, was really making one's skin crawl.

Just then, Virtin reached out and hugged Nian, stroking Nian's belly expressionlessly.

"Ugh—" Poor Nian was being played like a puppet by the villains of the foundation.

"Li Lin, save me!"

"Year?" Li Lin turned around indifferently. "Maybe it's just my imagination."

The giant raven in front of them did not fly away immediately. As an expensive courier service in the mysterious world, they charge a delivery fee, which varies from a Spentrian iron coin to a valuable heirloom depending on the distance.

The delivery fee was naturally recorded in Forget-Me-Not's account, but the problem was that Li Lin discovered that this raven seemed to be able to communicate.

Being able to communicate is a good thing.

"What's your name? Whose child are you?"

The raven perched on the windowsill and tilted its head.

A flash of light appeared on the dark green table in front of Li Lin, and a simple drawing of a raven appeared on the table.

[Summoned Item: Raven]

[Sexual aspect: Qi, Bei]

[Current Stage: The Third Imprint.]

On the desolate plains, a single call evokes a hundred responses, the crows' shadows darkening the sky. The followers of the crow-collecting gang, driven by lewd curiosity, flocked to the scene. The laws of the real world held sway over them like fragile paper.

The wandering birds never generously share their treasures, while the homeless scavengers always boast about them in secret.

You can pay a certain price to summon and command this messenger who belongs to you.

[Characteristic: Follower.]

[Your students, partners, guards, supporters, those you deceived, those you sacrificed...and all that belongs to you.]

Seeing that Li Lin had no intention of having him deliver the goods, the raven nodded to Li Lin and flapped its wings.

In that instant, its form transformed into a mottled patchwork of light—the shadow on the retina remained the shape of a raven, but it had already pierced through the thin laws of reality and returned to where it was meant to be.

Li Lin pursed his lips, not because he had obtained such a readily available messenger, but because the raven ran too fast, leaving Li Lin no chance to show off his skills.

Li Lin lifted the thick curtains hanging in front of the balcony window and immediately saw Nian being held by Virtue, looking utterly hopeless.

"I'm already a useless dragon..."

The mask of the Reconstructed Hand would be troublesome even for ordinary Forged Transcendents, but for Nian, it only takes a snap of his fingers to destroy and reconstruct its internal structure.

The key point is that Virtue learned the technique of smoothing hair from who knows where.