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

The exile turned to look at the superhumans who had followed her around. These superhumans, who belonged to the governor's office and the police department, could barely be considered official forces, and their numbers were extremely small, less than twenty.

But at this time, they still proved quite useful.

Upon hearing the exiles' voices, the somewhat weary superhumans perked up. The exiles' formidable power in the previous battles had taught them to obey orders and to be in awe.

"Tonight, kill all the extraordinary members of the National Liberation Front who show their faces, leave no one alive."

In the history books recorded by the new governor and later by the University of Algiers, this day is known as the "Day of Bloodshed in Algiers," while among the supernatural beings in the mystical world, it is also called the "Night of Bloodshed."

Nearly a third of the National Liberation Front's organization was destroyed, and almost all of its high-ranking members were wiped out. It did not resurface until forty years later.

The superhumans in Algiers suffered heavy casualties. All the superhumans who dared to show themselves that night, regardless of whether they belonged to the National Liberation Front, were ruthlessly turned into relics by the authorities.

The leader of the repression was known in history as "Roland's executioner," "the butcher of Algiers," and "the cruel devil," but her real name was never recorded.

As late as 1999, people in Algiers were still using female butchers to frighten disobedient children.

......

Late at night, Li Lin sat on the bed and turned on the bedroom light.

On his lap, four copies of the manuscript of "The Book of the Sun," totaling thirty-six pages, gleamed under the bright light.

323 Good news! I've drawn Merusin!

"So why are you squatting on the bed, uh,?"

Xingti asked in confusion, "You really look like you're here to take a dump."

Upon hearing this, Li Lin looked up, surprised, and then a look of joy gradually appeared in his eyes.

This kid could probably be trained to be a master of witty banter...

Li Lin certainly wouldn't bombard his own bed; he did it simply to adjust the angle.

The Book of the Sun differs significantly from any other esoteric text he has ever seen: it requires intense light as a medium.

Normally, people who obtain the Book of the Sun can see the words on it but cannot understand their meaning; however, Li Lin can understand the meaning of the words but cannot see them.

This book, "The Book of the Sun," seems to have its own personality; it can only be deciphered under intense light.

Li Lin had tried having Xingti and Weierting read it, write down the text, and then translate it... But no matter how hard they tried, the words written on the white paper would change in subtle ways, such as adding a dot or losing a curve at a bend—these subtle differences caused the true meaning of the words to change drastically in Li Lin's eyes.

Moreover, the harder Xingti and Weierting tried, the further their depictions became from reality, and the original memories in their brains became blurred and confused.

The more they try to prevent these things from happening, the more likely they are to happen.

"It's like in Vice City, the roads are wide, but you always end up driving your car onto a lamppost," Li Lin said.

Xingti was confused for two seconds, but after barely understanding what Li Lin meant, she nodded.

Li Lin, still not satisfied, gave another example: "It's like having sex during your safe period and then wondering if you might be pregnant, and you actually are. I've never had such an accurate intuition in my entire life."

Just then, Virtin, who had just entered, was struck dumb by Li Lin's words. He and Xingti looked at each other in confusion.

"Um," Wilting hesitated before tentatively asking, "Should I congratulate you on becoming a father?"

Li Lin stared with dead fish eyes: "I was just giving an example."

As the conversation in the room gradually veered towards the abyss, the newly bound manuscript of "The Book of the Sun" on Li Lin's lap finally found a suitable angle in the light.

It started to glow.

First came the cold glow, like the rising of dawn; then came the golden and red hues of the midday sunset, unlike anything before; next came the pale blue, mirror-like reflection of the crescent moon at midnight; and finally, a dim, blood-red glow.

Under the cover of four layers of radiance, something gradually rose from the rough texture of the manuscript surface—it was the human-faced sun engraved above each manuscript.

It is no longer a pattern engraved on the surface of the manuscript, but a real, rising sun.

In the blinding light, everyone's eyes turned red and tears streamed down their faces, but Li Lin was completely unaffected. He stared at the blurry human face in the blazing sun.

A distant roar, like rolling thunder, fell from overhead.

Its language is obscure and ancient, like the clattering of coals rolling by a stove, the crisp sound of metal colliding, or the rustling of wind blowing through the forests of an ancient continent.

That was a language long before the modern order, but now, with the changes in celestial phenomena, the splitting of the sun, and the abolition of the calendar, it has long been abandoned and is as scorching as yellow sand.

[Learning: Aramaic]

[The language used by Aramean and the many children she raised over the past three thousand years requires Aramaic translation for some of its texts to be understood.]

Aramaic possesses power; the arts of the invisible and secret teachings are more effective when used in Aramaic!

You have learned Aramaic.

In that instant, Li Lin understood the language; he comprehended the meaning of the roar.

It was a prophecy that lay somewhere between a prophecy and a curse.

—The sun will rise from the night watchman.

Immediately afterward, the illusion and the roar dissipated, and the Book of the Sun fell in front of Li Lin. The light on it had dimmed, and only by getting close could one see that its surface was still emitting a faint glow.

“What did you see?” Veldine asked.

They had previously perused the Book of the Sun under bright lights, but the disjointed fragments offered no insight and seemed to serve only as mental exercise.

To some extent, for them, "The Book of the Sun" can be considered a coffee with no side effects.

"I saw some great stuff, and I can even teach you how to wait for Dua Lang."

Li Lin casually said, then snapped his fingers at Xing Ti: "Little Xingzi, prepare some sage for me."

Xingti rolled her eyes, picked up the incense burner containing sage from the side, and slammed it onto the bedside table: "I thought you didn't need these at all."

Li Lin waved his hand, completely ignoring Xingti's complaints.

A layer of grayish-black plants was placed in the small incense burner. These plants looked like fluffy substances, giving a light and airy feeling.

This is a medium called sage. More than 70% of superhumans must rely on this special plant from the forest, burning it and smelling its fragrance to fall asleep.

This sage not only amplifies spiritual awareness and strengthens the spiritual body of extraordinary individuals in the wilderness, but also enhances the effects of certain intangible arts, forming a stark contrast with its kind.

Yes, its counterpart is the Black Thread Grass, a plant that can suppress spiritual senses and intangible arts, and dull the influence of the extraordinary. It also grows in the woodlands, and both originate from the blessing of Sichen Si Ning. However, it is said that another Sichen Huan Shan also contributed to the creation of these plants.

For those with higher marks of transcendence, sage and black thread grass have negligible effects, but for beginners, these two plants can be extremely beneficial.

Normally, almost every superhuman hovering under the Third Mark should have a sage, but apart from Star Antimony, none of the members of the exile's group are normal people.

The exiles themselves cannot enter the Mansor, but Li Lin has a shortcut. Nian actually lives in the Mansor, so there is no need for Virtin to enter the Mansor. The only ones who need to enter are Xingti and her apple.

"To be honest, I was quite surprised that you asked me to borrow this," Xingti muttered.

She stood to the side with her hands on her hips, intending to see how Li Lin would operate.

As Xingti and Wilting's eyes widened, Li Lin silently grabbed a sage and stuffed it into his mouth, silently got up, silently dipped it in water and wrote crookedly on the wall, "Don't stop...", then silently opened the dark green desktop and collapsed onto the bed.

"This thing... can't be eaten, right?!" Xingti rushed over and grabbed Li Lin by the neck. "Spit it out!"

324. Bad news, I don't have enough QP or enough seed fire.

Sage is poisonous and has a cumulative addictive effect.

A higher dose of sage can make ordinary superhumans fly high, but for Li Lin it's just a slightly better sleeping pill, and probably not as effective as melatonin.

Since getting the dark green desktop background that allows him to surf the internet, Li Lin has rarely had a full night's sleep. This dark green desktop background is truly indispensable in allowing people to experience the nightlife of 2020 in the 1920s.

A vast expanse of colorless starlight enveloped Li Lin's spiritual body—growing ever larger and more grotesque as Li Lin's power matured, resembling a colossal machine with countless metal gears riveted together. This enormous machine was constantly in motion, deforming, drawing in more metallic structures from some unknown corner, assembling into an even larger metal structure...

As a result, Li Lin now appears to have become a hollowed-out metal celestial sphere.

Normally, if Li Lin doesn't pass through the Gate of the Stag and become an Enlightened One who controls his desires, he will ascend into the Forging Grounds and become a monstrous inhabitant there.

Amidst the endless starlight, a dark green tabletop rose before Li Lin. He reached out, picked up the card representing the Gate of the Stag, and tossed it into a semi-transparent square that had appeared sometime earlier.

[Road: To the Bucks Gate]

In my dream, I know the path through the labyrinthine borders to the Gate of the Stag. Gribby will not let those who haven't solved the riddle pass; that path is always incredibly perplexing. I need reason.

In my dream, I found the Gate of the Stag, sometimes called the Gate of the Horns, or the Gate of the Apprentice. I have not yet solved the riddle, nor have I joined the ranks of the knowers.

If I had the proper knowledge, I might be able to find a way to go further.

The card representing the Gate of the Bucks sparked a burst of brilliant light on the table, and as it fell into the semi-transparent frame and completed its integration, Li Lin's vision was plunged into a deep, dark night.

It felt like a long time had passed, yet also like only a brief moment. Li Lin felt himself entering a dream that was turning upside down, but as the darkness gradually disappeared, his vision gradually brightened.

The bloodstained gate of the stag stood before him, cobalt blue light drifting like mist over its scarred surface. Huge, blood-stained, spiked antlers blocked the way, and the ground in front of the gate caved in, revealing a rotting head the size of a small mountain lying in the pit.

The named stag, Gribby, was watching sadly as Li Lin came to him riding on starlight and mist.

Under the shroud of the Bucks' Gate, Li Lin once again shed his chillingly forged celestial spirit body.

The golden-purple twilight overshadowed the cobalt blue light, the fragrance of hawthorn blossoms became incredibly intense, and a pair of white jade-like antlers grew from Li Lin's forehead.

Gribby's eyes, though filled with sorrow, held an undisguised fervor. He seemed completely unconcerned about Li Lin and the mixed doubles match from years ago. Upon seeing Li Lin arrive, his strange, ancient-bell-like sigh echoed around him once more.

He was waiting for Li Lin to give him an answer.

He had a premonition that Li Lin would give his answer today.

He was certain that Li Lin would provide an answer.

Gribby had never been so eager and joyful as he was today. His eyes widened so much that brass tears rolled down his unclosed eye sockets, leaving hot marks on the ground.