Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 129 Wilmot
Chris reacted instinctively. In the darkness, he suddenly raised his arm and struck back with his elbow, hitting the face of the person behind him firmly.

"Ouch!"

The man let out a scream, covered his face and slowly fell to the ground, feeling very painful.

This scream was not made by someone Chris knew well, at least not an official Beyonder - they would certainly not approach the target rashly like this in the dark.

He turned back, grabbed the man's collar and lifted him up. He intuitively felt that this man was not an extraordinary person.

"Who are you?" Chris asked.

"me……"

The man's voice was trembling, and Chris could see his face clearly through the moonlight.

This is a big, round face, and the fat on his face trembles every time he shakes it, like a ball filled with water. It can be seen that he eats well every day.

"Rooney?"

Chris recognized this young man who was bewitched by the Morse Trappist Order. He was also a student at Hoy University and graduated with him. It seemed that the two of them were classmates.

"Yes, yes," Rooney nodded, hugged Chris with his backhand, and said kindly, "Chris, Mr. Wilmot is waiting for you to come back."

"Wilmot?"

Chris searched the name in his mind, but nothing came to mind.

At this moment, he had many questions in his mind, such as why Rooney could find him here, where did he learn his name, and why he was so close to him - he had just taught him a lesson not long ago.

The most important thing is the "Lord Wilmot" in Rooney's mouth.

——Isn’t it the Morse Trappist Order? !
Rooney pulled Chris and said as he walked: "Today is the day for your promotion. The potion is ready. Lord Wilmot is waiting for you..."

"Wait a minute," Chris stopped where he was, "Promotion? Potion? Who is Wilmot? I won't leave until you make it clear."

He did not receive a reminder from Star Island, which made him think that he would at least not be in danger next, and what Rooney said was also very attractive to him.

But no matter what, you must not trust others easily in the mysterious world.

Chris subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, but couldn't find the white crystal copper chain.

Rooney looked at him with a silly smile on his face: "It was Lord Wilmot who said it. He asked me to come here to find you and said that he wanted you to be promoted. He knew that you had digested the potion."

Chris did not ask further questions. He felt that Rooney was a little abnormal, as if he had drunk some psychoactive herbal medicine, and he had no impression of this "Wilmot".

However, since Rooney said this, it must be related to the Moss Ascetic Order, and he must be a high-sequence extraordinary person who is secretly watching him, otherwise he would not have known that he had finished digesting the "Fighting Scholar" potion.

Chris' current goal is to improve his rank as soon as possible. Which organization he belongs to is not too important. After all, Star Island is here, and he doesn't worry about being contaminated or bewitched.

And for him who is currently in Tingen, he can only choose to contact the Moss Traitor Order. The "Secret Peeper" path mastered by the Mechanical Heart is not complete.

But Chris also understood that when he first crossed over, those members of the Moss Ascetic Order wanted to sacrifice him, and they must know what he looked like.

Chris followed Rooney cautiously, and the two of them bypassed the Misty Village and walked south. When they entered the city, they came to a single-family house.

Rooney pushed open the garden fence, walked to the door and knocked rhythmically.

The door was immediately opened from the inside, and a man wearing a dark robe with an unclear face welcomed them in.

The space in the house is not small, the candlelight is swaying, and its dancing shadow is reflected on the pale wall, which makes the atmosphere in the house a bit scary. "Master Wilmot," Rooney rubbed his hands and said with a naive smile, "This is Chris."

The man in the robe nodded, and a dark yellow scroll suddenly appeared in his hand. Chris didn't even see where he took it out from.

The scroll flew out of the man's hand, and a burst of yellow light enveloped Rooney. He lowered his head and froze in place, as if his spirit and soul had been taken away.

After a while, Rooney raised his head, opened the door blankly and walked out, like a zombie.

Chris took two steps back, leaned against the door frame, and looked at the man in the robe warily.If "Scroll" appears, then he is probably from the "Hermit" path, and he has at least Sequence 6, Professor Scroll.

Member of the Trappist Order of Morse.

Chris mobilized his spirituality. This action made his head throb and hurt. He had just been resurrected and his spirituality had not yet recovered.

He raised his hands to protect his chest, ready to block the opponent's next possible attack. However, he also knew that this would probably be useless - after all, the opponent could attack from a distance.

"Put your hands down first. I have no ill intentions towards you."

The man in the robe took off his hood, and the candlelight illuminated his weathered and determined face. His stubble was patchy, and he looked like he had just shaved.

"My name is Wilmot, from Lundberg."

Wilmot held out his hand and smiled at Chris.

When Chris heard Wilmot say that he was from Lemberg, he was stunned for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to shake his hand.

"You must have a lot of questions now, right? Don't worry, I will explain it to you soon. Do you see the glass bottle on the coffee table? Take it, that is the potion I prepared for you. It has been mixed."

Chris looked at the glass bottle on the coffee table. It contained a dark liquid and was foaming from the inside out.

He picked up the glass bottle and followed Wilmot to the second floor.

There is nothing Chris can do now. If Wilmot wanted to kill him, he would have died hundreds of times by now.

Wilmot pushed open the ajar door of the study room. The study room was not large, and Chris could clearly see the various books and newspapers placed on the desk.

"Drink the potion first. It has just been mixed. Don't wait any longer, otherwise there will be an extraordinary reaction between the potion and the glass bottle. I will tell you what happened after you drink it."

Wilmot said casually, as if the cup Chris was holding was not a cup of dangerous extraordinary potion, but a cup of Southwell coffee.

"You know I'm an extraordinary person?"

"Ha," Chris' question made Wilmot chuckle twice. He sat behind the desk, crossed his legs, and looked at Chris, "Not only do I know that you are an Extraordinary, but I also know that you have joined the Machinery Group before. Heart, I participated in an extraordinary battle in the Misty Village. Unfortunately, I was not in Tingen at the time and could not witness the 'lightning that penetrated the sky and the earth' with my own eyes."

Wilmot smiled, resting his chin on his hands, admiring the shock on Chris's face.

He seemed to feel that this shock was not enough, and decided to throw out another dose of shock:
"I know you died once."

Chris' whole body was limp and he almost collapsed on the ground. Fortunately, the potion was only normal, otherwise he would have spilled it directly.

He put the potion on the table and suppressed the shock in his heart: "How do you know?"

Could it be that Wilmot is also a time traveler? !

This is impossible!

(End of this chapter)