Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 173 A few pages of diary
Chris looked at the thick stack of diaries on the table and spread it out on the table.

Some papers are intact, but others are yellowed and damaged.From this point of view, Rodel collected these diaries from many different places, and the time span should also be long.

The familiar Simplified Chinese appeared in his field of vision. Although the fonts were large and small, crooked and untidy, Chris could still understand it.

"Mr. Witcher, can you understand this?"

Chris looked up at the surprised Rodel, smiled slightly, and did not answer.

"On February 25th, I don't know why, I traveled here, but I always felt that it was a dream, a game. I don't have any sense of belonging here, but my status seems to be not low, I am a noble …”

"On May [-]st, the family marriage is tonight. But I'm not really looking forward to tonight's party. I don't think it's necessary."

"On March 21st, I will choose to join the church tomorrow. The priest of the Eternal Burning Sun Church has just left. He invited me to become a believer of the Eternal Burning Sun...

But I wanted to choose Craftsman Church.After I join the Church of Craftsmen, I should learn a lot about mechanical production, right?
There is no way, this world has not even invented the steam engine, and the vital electricity is far away. I must do something, do something that can promote the progress of civilization.

If we want to compare the civilization of this world with the progress of human civilization on earth, it should be the Middle Ages now, right?However, it doesn’t seem to be dark. In terms of religion, there are seven righteous gods in total. If there are no regulations, it doesn’t matter which god you believe in..."

"On May 23, I seriously thought about some of Florent Solon's proposals. Of course, it is impossible for me to be his follower. I know that his family has a long history, but the Solon family has now declined. ...A family that has experienced the 'Great Catastrophe' is now... Hey, they must have sealed artifacts and high-sequence experts, I'd better be careful..."

Chris looked through it and found that the time span of these Russell diaries was very long, and it was indeed a troublesome thing to arrange them in chronological order.

"On July [-]th, the 'Roselle Cube' I invented will be put into mass production soon. This cube is composed of tenons and squares, which interlock with each other, can withstand a certain amount of external force, and can be made of a variety of materials. ..."

"On August [-], I am planning to develop other shapes of 'Rossell cubes', which can be called 'Rossell polyhedrons'... If the surface of the cube is inlaid with diamonds, will the profit be greater? By the way, I have to hurry up Go apply for a patent..."

"On November [-]st, I started to design a new artillery piece. With the help of the extraordinary ability of the 'generalist', the design work was very easy. I could draw more than a dozen highly precise sketches in one hour. ...

I think this is a world of low magic and high martial arts, so thermal weapons are also very important in ordinary wars. After all, the 'Era of the Gods' is over..."

"On May [-]th, my daughter was born! Maybe this world is not bad, and there are some things worthy of my attachment..."

"October [-]th, I returned to Trier yesterday. I wanted to know who the priest in the white robe was. Alas, I should have asked his name at that time. His identity must not be simple...

Because my subordinates told me that in the small town of Beimang, there were no so-called dome houses at all, there were only cliffs.In other words, we all had hallucinations at that time, and in the hallucinations, we entered the 'Temple of the Creator'...

But the priest didn't attack me. Maybe he meant well?Was he reminding me of something?
He talked about the Creator, the Creator who carried the cross, and myths that were completely different from those in the classics. Maybe I should study the past history. "

"September [-]th, now on the carriage. It is really difficult to write in the shaking carriage carriage, and I can't even hold the pen steady. Alas, the team stopped again, and the wheel may have broken again...

According to the plan, they would have arrived at Saint Milon yesterday, but now they have just entered the Fusac Empire.Physically and mentally exhausted. "

"On September [-]th, I must invent the train as soon as possible. I will not be worthy of the title of 'Son of Steam'. The prototype of the steam locomotive has already appeared in my mind, and the prototype will be built within a year. If the rest of the journey does not happen again, What's the problem? We can arrive at St. Milon smoothly tomorrow. I can feel that the temperature is getting lower and lower..."

"On the [-]th, my Yamato Magic Size Kepokan window will be on time only for you and the police..." Chris flipped through the stack of documents and found that a large part of these diaries were written randomly without any meaning. It is easy to see that this is a work fabricated by future generations with malicious intentions.

There are some that can provide practical information, but they are very few, only a few pictures, and they are not the original manuscripts of Emperor Russell, but were copied stroke by stroke by later generations.

"That's all?" Chris asked.

"Yes, Mr. Witcher," Rodel replied quickly, "That's all I collected."

"How much did you spend in total?"

"About a few dozen pounds."

Really cheated...

Chris thought to himself that Audrey spent 20 pounds on just three pages of Russell's diary, while Rodel bought so many pages for only a few dozen pounds. Of course, what he bought was a fake.

However, Russell's diary is very special. People don't know its true value, and the price it is sold for will certainly not be the same.

"Um……"

Chris nodded, thought for a while, stood up and said to Rodel:
"Dorn and Penka are dead. There are serious problems with the existence of our organization in Tingen City. We have been severely tested."

"Then... what should we do?" Rodel looked nervous, "Are we leaving Tingen?"

"No," Chris shook his head, "Do you know what the motto of 'Peeper' is?"

"Do whatever you want, but do no harm," Rodel replied.

"Under the current situation, we can no longer do whatever we want... The party is temporarily cancelled, and you should not use extraordinary abilities, divination, or ritual magic. It is very dangerous. Official extraordinary people will use this to find you. Their methods More than you can imagine."

Chris still has a slight affection for Rodel, and he is trying to remind him to be careful.

Dawn and Penka are not Beyonders, and the official Beyonders must not be able to channel them, and the time is too late, their spirits have been completely polluted by "filthy words".

"Mr. Witcher, when will the party resume?"

Chris stood up, took down his raincoat from the coat rack, walked out of the door, and left a message:

"Wait for my notice. You will work and live normally in the future, don't worry too much."

(End of this chapter)