I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 145 Revelation
Watson pushed the door lightly and entered. A few weak but sufficient oil lamps were burning in the not-so-spacious room. The dim and warm light shone from all directions, reflecting the three rows of narrow bookshelves in the room. Old or new books are scattered here and there.

There are a few low benches next to the bookshelf, and a church member he has never met is squatting on it at the moment, and the other party is concentrating on flipping through the withered yellow booklet in his hand, completely unaware that other church members have entered .

Watson once thought that he had been in the hospital for so long and had met all the esoteric believers of the Crossroads Order, but he did not expect that the staff in the hospital were just a part of them, and there were still some members of the Order who had never been seen in secret. The underground is busy with unknown esoteric affairs.

But at this moment, the identities of these people are not what he needs to care about. His current priority is to absorb all the esoteric teaching knowledge that he can obtain at his current level to improve his own esoteric teaching knowledge.

He came to the bookshelf and observed carefully. The types of books on it were not extensive. Most of them were newly stapled photocopied texts. Only a very small part of them came from ancient times, crumpled and yellowed by time. , and are all incomplete manuscripts.

Before Watson came, he had asked Clovitt the title of the book on learning Fucino, a facsimile of Alessandro Lacroce's notebooks.This book is widely circulated in the hidden world, and is known as the most successful research material of Fuchino language.

But at this time, he was not in a hurry to find this book, but browsed through it in a leisurely manner. He silently read the words on the spine of the book with his fingertips in his heart: "Invisible Art Beginner's Guide Volume I" "Mansu Travel" Raiders Woodland Volume", "Woodland Creatures Cooking Manual", "The Skinned Macias", "What I and the Striker have to say"...Huh?It seems that there is something serious mixed in? !

Watson was not attracted by those pretentiously exaggerated book titles. He himself came from a future timeline that is well versed in this. He has already been bombarded and baptized by shocking literature, and he no longer believes in these deliberately introduced reading A gimmick... Although the moth in the skull was very interested in it, it kept fluttering its wings slightly to let him extract the book.

However, he still took out the photocopy that had obviously been read by many people and looked a bit old. The title of the book was written in slightly blurred ink on the cover——"Invisible Art Beginner's Guide Volume I"

On the title page of the book is written a message:
[If our world is as we see it, then this knowledge would be of no use, however...yet they work. "]

He continued to read.

[Invisible Arts (Invisible Arts) means supernatural skills that mortals cannot see, hear, or perceive. 】

【We live in a world that we ourselves cannot understand. Under the history we once believed to be true, there is another dangerous and weird world hidden. 】

[I once talked with an old man who was very old. We talked about the nature of the world, the source of gravity, and the nature of light... However, this wise old man inadvertently confided to me something unknowing things. 】

[He tremblingly said with a voice that was hoarse like two pieces of dead tree bark rubbing against each other: "I... I made a mistake."]

【"I... hid the truth of some things from the world."】

[The old man with gray beard and hair suddenly raised his head, his face full of years and gaps was full of guilt, and there was an incomprehensible light in those dark and cloudy eyes, but I seemed to see something Tears rolled in those eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life. 】

[“I have to be honest with the world that I have lied to everyone in the world. I have to apologize to everyone, to my supporters, to everyone at the Royal Society, to my... my closest friend Nicola .”]

【"Sorry, Nicholas, you never plagiarized my results, you are the real founder of calculus."】

[I listened to the old man’s apology, but to be honest, I didn’t see any regret in the other person’s eyes, nor did I see the other person’s expression of relief for revealing the truth that has been backlogged for a long time... I know This is just an appetizer before the meal, and there must be a more explosive and shocking truth in the follow-up. 】

【"But what I really need to apologize to the world is not this matter, but about my works, "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy", "Optics", "Explanation to Explain the Properties of Light"..."]

【"The real author of them is not me, but someone else!"】

[After the old man finished speaking, he immediately shook his head frantically, trying to take back the disrespectful words he had just said. He muttered inexplicable language that was like crackling flames... This old man who is famous for his genius, at this moment It sounds like one of those ignorant and ignorant fanatics. 】

[Fortunately, it didn’t take long for him to return to his normal tone, and I also escaped from the steaming heat. I was already sweating without knowing it, and my clothes were already wet. If it wasn’t for that, I could still sniff the desktop With the sweet and mellow milk tea smell, I might mistakenly think that I was standing on the edge of a volcano just now, feeling the light and heat of the hot magma. "]

【"No, how can I use the title 'human' to refer to that great existence, it is really blasphemy!"]

【"He... that's right, let's call that one "He"." The old man finally found a suitable pronoun, and he filled another piece of charcoal into the fire in the fireplace contentedly. Under the atmosphere of the flames, I seemed to feel the illusion of being on the edge of the magma again. 】

【"Where did we just talk about?" The old man asked, and I reminded him softly—the real author. 】

【"Oh yes, the real author!" The old man suddenly realized, then swallowed heavily, and then looked at the flames in the fireplace, but suddenly mentioned a digression, "You know? Flames are not just flames, fire It is both a severe winter and a warm spring, and the temperature of the fire will consume everything.”]

【"All my research results are not just the results of my personal efforts, the laws of nature, the mysteries of heaven and earth... everything in the world is so beautiful and mysterious, how can it be possible for ordinary people to touch the essence of things with their backward perception? ?”]

【"Everything I know." The old man suddenly showed a solemn look like a pilgrim, "It all comes from His revelation!!!"】

【"Who the hell is he?!"】

【The old man stood up abruptly from the sofa, his face reflected the firelight of the fireplace, and his eyes seemed to be burning. 】

【"He is the God of Unburnt, the God of Consumption and Reinvention, the God of Recasting and Change!"】

【"He is also the god of technology, industry, and chemistry! Human beings will draw power from his flames, make cumbersome machinery run on their own, and succumb to violent thunder and lightning. Even indivisible and indivisible matter It will also disintegrate, releasing the hottest power!"]

【"He—is the great, eternal, immortal day forge!"】

(End of this chapter)