Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 432 Communication

After seeing that Renekton and Grant knew each other, the waiter who just led the way quickly came closer, handed Renekton a menu, and introduced:

"These are some of the dishes our restaurant offers. The first page is our specialties. You can take a look at what you need. I'm not far away. If you need anything, you can call me anytime."

After saying that, the waiter stepped aside intuitively.

Renekton casually handed the menu in his hand to Grant across from him and said with a smile:

"Ladies first, I wonder what Ms. Grant wants to see me for?"

Grant took the menu without politeness, selected some dishes and then handed the menu to Bugs Bunny and the two cats Brie and Ritz, who were staring at each other.

Then she raised her head and looked at Renekton. There seemed to be a dim galaxy in her deep eyes, which made Renekton feel that he had no secrets in front of him. He changed his position uncomfortably. sit on the chair.

The scene was deadlocked for a moment, before Grant chuckled and said:

"You are somewhat similar to Russell. Although I still can't understand many of his thoughts and thoughts, I always thought of him inexplicably when I saw you before."

"Roselle? Do you know him?"

Renekton looked at Grant opposite with some curiosity, and had a strange feeling in his heart. In his subconscious, the women Russell knew were either his sex partners or potential sex partners. Intis's style made him Like a fish in water!

"You seem to be a little rude in your inner thoughts." Grant reminded him in a calm tone, her brown eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Mastered the more advanced mystical knowledge in the spiritual field? Wouldn't her demigod ritual use the blood of an angel-level psychic dragon?

Thoughts passed through Renekton's mind one by one. He quickly calmed down his emotions, raised his eyes to look at Grant and asked curiously:

"Are you from Russell's era?"

"It's rude to ask a woman her age!"

Grant responded in a calm tone, and casually pushed his loose hair behind him.

Renekton controlled his expression and nodded without any emotion: "Sorry, I was rude."

Grant suddenly waved his hands in a lack of interest and said:

"You are indeed not the same type of person as Russell. He will not let go of any opportunity to strike up a conversation with a woman."

"To be precise, I am not from Russell's era. When he was emerging, I had already left the Church of the God of Craftsmen at that time, which is now the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, and joined Moss Asceticism. meeting."

"Join the Morse Trappist Order? Why?" Renekton asked curiously.

Even though the Church of the God of Artisans was severely suppressed by the Eternal Sun Church at that time, it was still one of the Orthodox Churches. It was really difficult for him to understand that he would join a wanted secret organization without having a good organization.

Grant's eyes were distant for a moment, as if she was caught in a long memory, and she said in a relaxed tone:

"On the one hand, it's the issue of promotion, and on the other hand, I really can't stand those stubborn church members."

"If you have had in-depth contact with the members of the Heart of Machinery, you will find that they are often more stubborn and rigid than the proud group of sun believers. They are like rusty steel, smelly and hard."

Renekton quietly leaned on the back of his chair and did not answer anything until Bugs Bunny handed him the menu that he, Bree and Ritz had ordered together. Renekton took a look after taking it and found that they all picked some names. Weird dishes are being ordered.

The 18th modified version of the fruit platter, Lucius’s steamed fish, and the standard version of the Lundberg diagonal cake. This naming style really looks like my computer desktop!

Muttering in his mind, Renekton waved to the waiter and handed him the menu he had ordered.

Then he looked sideways at Grant and asked casually:

"What do you think of Russell?"

Grant was silent for a while, seeming to be struggling with the choice of words. After a long moment of silence, he spoke after careful consideration:

"He is a genius, a true genius, a genius who transcends his time, but sometimes I also think he is a wretch and a madman."

"Poor bastard, madman? Have you had in-depth contact with him? Just an ordinary understanding should not allow you to make such an evaluation."

Renekton pondered and continued to ask.

Grant rested his elbows on the edge of the table and said in a leisurely voice:

"He initially chose the path of generalist. In the presence of steam, he could only become a 'knowledge mentor' in Sequence 2 at best. For subsequent promotion, he chose the jump path and became a hermit. The sequence of pathways is ‘Emperor of Knowledge’.”

"His knowledge emperor attribute was obtained with my help. In exchange, he separated a redundant sage attribute for me and helped me complete the rituals required for promotion."

"I was relatively familiar with him, but it was only during that period of time. Later, he seemed to have encountered some changes and changed a lot. I even doubted whether he was hidden by steam or some evil god. It’s polluted.”

A woman's intuition, uh, no, it should be the intuition of a sage. Renekton, who was quite accurate, sighed in his heart, then ignored the topic and asked instead:

"Why did you come to the Southern Continent and stay here as a teacher? It's just a cooperation between the Moss Ascetic Order and Mr. Plaque. It shouldn't require one of your angels to come in person, right?"

"This is the will of the Hidden Sage."

"I don't know the specific reason. He has changed a lot. Even the Moss Ascetic Order feels a little strange about him now."

"We don't know whether this is good or bad. In order to cope with possible changes, I decided to come and see for myself. As for staying here as a teacher, it is just a personal hobby of mine."

Grant's voice was slightly hoarse, and he spoke unhurriedly about the reason for his appearance here.

After a brief moment of silence, Renekton asked again:

"In your opinion, what kind of existence is the Hidden Sage?" Grant looked at Renekton with a serious expression for a moment, then chuckled as if he couldn't hold back:

"As a favored one of 'knowledge', you should know Him better than I do."

"However, if I want to talk about my personal opinion, I can say: He is some kind of incarnation of knowledge and information in this world. To a certain extent, it can be equated with knowledge itself. His act of instilling knowledge into every secret peeper To me, it’s more of an instinct to spread knowledge.”

"We in the Moss Ascetic Order have actually not had much contact with Him. He is very mysterious and difficult to fathom."

"But these are my previous impressions of Him. As for now, He is more mysterious and unpredictable, but I vaguely feel that He is planning something and waiting for something."

"Perhaps, at some point in the future, an existence named 'The Hermit' will quietly appear and spread His brilliance all over the earth."

Are you testing me? Renekton lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said suddenly as if he suddenly remembered something:

"I wonder if you have noticed in West Balam that someone has been secretly promoting such a hidden existence recently. His description is: the incarnation of knowledge, the glory of civilization, and the final answer to all mysteries!"

Grant chuckled lightly and said in a solemn tone:

"Not recently, it started many months ago."

"Most of those so-called Protestant members are disguised as members of the Aurora Order. While they promote the true Creator, they occasionally promote the 'Learned One'. In their promotion, the two seem to be on an equal footing. "

"My original suspicion was that the gods of knowledge and wisdom might have reached some kind of cooperation secretly to fight against the storm and the sun, but when I thought about it carefully, I felt something was wrong."

Having said this, she looked at Renekton with burning eyes, and her words became majestic without realizing it, showing the cold oppression that belonged to the sage.

"Whether it is knowledge, civilization or mystery, they are all words that point to the two paths of sequence 0: the hermit and the perfect. Do you think the 'doctor' will be the hidden sage?"

Without waiting for Renekton to answer, she quickly changed her tone and whispered doubtfully:

"But after the emergence of the spiritual warlock system, I started to doubt the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Could it be that the God of Knowledge and Wisdom was the one who, under pressure or some plan, planned to take risks and annex the ways that were not adjacent, but also focused on knowledge? .”

"Until you appeared in front of me, a favored one of 'knowledge', but a member of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. What was secretly united was not the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and the true Creator, but Him and the Hidden Sage. ,Yeah?"

Renekton remained silent, without even blinking. After a long moment of silence, he lowered his eyes and smiled softly:

"This is not something you and I can speculate on. Just let nature take its course."

"Let nature take its course. Is this your answer?" Grant whispered, and the sounds and aroma of food in the restaurant instantly filled the air, and the surrounding isolated space reunited with the current restaurant.

"You two, this is your meal, please use it slowly."

It was still the same waiter who led Renekton the way before. While speaking in Feneport, which he was not very proficient in, he placed the dishes one by one with slow movements.

After the waiter left, Renekton glanced at the dishes on the table that were so exquisite that he seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. He always felt that these dishes were copied one by one by a chef with a recipe that was as detailed as how many grains of salt should be added in minutes and seconds. Pasted out.

"The restaurants in Lundberg all have one characteristic. As long as the dishes are the same, they will always have the same taste and presentation, no matter where the restaurant in Lundberg is."

"The disadvantage is that you don't have any expectations the second time you eat the same meal. The advantage is that you can quickly distinguish between good and bad dishes and you won't fall down in the same place twice."

Grant introduced the advantages and disadvantages of the Lundberg style restaurant very familiarly. As she spoke, she picked up the juice on the table and took a sip, and then added as if she remembered something:

"Also, they do not advocate alcoholic drinks that can make people drunk. Correspondingly, their juice pressing and coffee blending skills are very skillful."

Good news for patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder. People who stay up late studying and coffee really go well together. After sighing in his heart, Renekton also started to taste Lundberg's specialties.

puff! Bugs Bunny, who was sitting with Bree and Ritz, stared at his eyes and spit out the dark green juice in his mouth. The expression on his face was almost wrinkled, and he muttered:

"What kind of juice is this? Why is it so sweet and bitter?"

Brie thought carefully and replied:

"It seems to be made from Fenebout red-glazed fruit, mixed with coffee."

"People in Lundberg drink too much coffee, and the brewing method with milk and honey can no longer satisfy them. They are obsessed with coffee in various flavors, ranging from sour to sweet."

Ritz added on to what Bree had just said.

"Alas~" Bugs Bunny sighed, looking at the cup filled with strange dark green liquid in front of him, and then quickly switched his juice with the cup in front of Renekton.

With a snap, Renekton slapped Bugs Bunny's head hard with his right hand and kneaded it hard for a while before letting go.

Then he turned his attention to Brie and Ritz, and said curiously:

“Why would you have two animals with the same path?”

"We were just adopted."

"Not a pet like a gray rabbit."

Brie and Ritz refuted Renekton's question one after another.

Bugs Bunny glanced disdainfully at the two cats sitting with him, raised his chin slightly, and said in a haughty voice:

"As a pet, you can eat and drink as you please, and someone will take care of you!"

(End of this chapter)