The Modern Age of the Mysterious

Tesler's figure disappeared into the fog among the rows of bookcases. He will encounter his own challenges in the process of searching for books. tormented

If he can break through his fear, solve the puzzles in the dense fog, and find the book that is connected to him, he will successfully join the reading club.

While waiting, Sean really wanted to break the silence, and asked the two people around him a few questions that had been lingering in his mind: for example, who were the holders of the other two elder keys.

The previous owner of the Lunar Key was Edgar Pompey, teacher of one of the Six Saints and father of the head of the Daedalus Foundation. If even people like Arthur and Alicia failed to hold the other two elder keys, it would be hard for Sean to imagine what kind of person stood at the top of the reading club.

In addition, he could vaguely perceive the meaning of the existence of the Book Club, the secret meaning. However, he still wanted to have an in-depth discussion with the two in front of him. It wasn't until he saw Arthur's eyes in the light that his slightly turbulent heart calmed down.

He realized that, sooner or later, fate would reveal everything to him. It's like meeting him with his candle holder.

Instead of letting those hidden meanings be reduced to plain language, let it brew in silence.

Suddenly, Sean felt relieved. He gently held his moon key, feeling the tranquility of sharing with the candle holders and fellow readers. tormented

The power to change history is contained in this silence.

There was an abnormal sound coming from the depths of the library. It seemed that a huge monster overturned the densely packed bookcases and chased the people trapped in the maze—Tesler was in trouble. However, the three readers present and their candle holders can only observe everything quietly and must not interfere with the book search ceremony.

Lightning suddenly appeared. Sean couldn't help but look into the darkness. Presumably Tesler unleashed his lightning in a bottle again. A portable version of the Tesler Coil was activated in Ocean City.

Soon after, the raised dust and smoke began to fall, and the scattered pages of the book were flying like snow in the darkness. The sound of calm footsteps came from the depths, and the thin Nicola Tesler walked out of the darkness with a book. His expression was calm, as if he really just checked out a book from an ordinary library.

"Can you imagine?" He held a book with a dark green cover in his hand, "When I was looking for "The Castle", there was a huge beetle next to me?"

"Did you burn that beetle?"

"If it doesn't burn, my arm will be gone."

Tesler, seen by the lights, is holding Franz Kafka's The Castle in his hand.

"A novel?" Sean was a little surprised. After all, he had chosen the "Returning Journey Scroll" that contained Gainor's divine feather. In his eyes, searching for books is a rare opportunity to specialize in ancient books.

But if you think about it carefully, as a non-mystery seeker, choosing such a "dangerous" book is tantamount to getting angry. It's definitely wise to pick a book that doesn't have too many anomalies.

"This is my favorite book." Tesler's eyes were soft, and his fingers brushed over the cover. "When I read it, I felt like I was reliving a dream I had before. The feeling of absurdity and powerlessness reminded me of The dream is exactly the same.

"Besides, you can't pick a book on engineering or electricity..."

"A good choice." Arthur seemed to have seen something in that book, "A book full of metaphors and without an end...

"It comes from the hands of non-explorers, but it almost has a strong mystical meaning. You can read it repeatedly, which will help you improve your concentration and even your soul concentration. However, you must not go too deep in the maze of words , so as not to let the soul get lost..."

Sean suddenly understood something again, or in other words, the wisdom he gained from his previous comprehension had awakened in the soul of this world: the creations made by non-questioners may also have mysteries that even questers cannot bestow. sex.

Kafka's text, Stravinsky's symphony, Dali's painting...

These giants may not be involved in the occult business (or, rather, they are well hidden), but their work may even inspire seekers.

In other words, just like the top scholars are the "mystery seekers" in the scientific world, the masters of human beings travel through the city of art, trying to escape all kinds of fears that disturb the spirit and the attacks of real life. gem of…

"The Castle" is like a black dream. Temperament is so close to Tesler.

Picking up the study pendant that he had prepared before, Sean hung it around Tesler's neck.

"Don't wear it if it's not necessary," Sean instructed. tormented

"Come on." He called out to all readers and candle holders. They got closer, gathered under the light, and chanted in unison:

"We, read.

We read in the sun, we read in the moonlight.

If necessary, we would open the book by candlelight.

The thoughts passed down by the sages, the history that warns future generations, and the skills that have been passed down for thousands of years.

Carved on stone pillars, printed in books, hidden in fish belly.

And we, reading—

There will be a junction between history and the future. At this junction, the most intelligent thing to do is to read books.

Welcome to send, learn from the past to know the present, let us forget the pain in the world.

Human beings have never died: for thousands of years, we can live forever, just because our thoughts survive in books.

Let this fire continue, let the light of intelligence and rationality illuminate the ancient night sky...

Friend, listen to me! There is only one way to step into the light—

read in the sun, read in the moonlight

If necessary, we will open the book by candlelight... 垜

We, read. "

The sound ended~www.NovelMTL.com~ A tacit silence filled the room, like lights illuminating these young faces.

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Friends meet for dinner. In the time before dinner, Tesler found Sean. On the street at the foot of the building, Tesler asked, "Sean, did you return to Maze Island afterward?"

It was too weak before, and going to the labyrinth island would only increase the pressure, without any benefit, so Sean put the exploration of this important legacy on hold. He replied truthfully: "I haven't been in since I left Ocean City—however, I plan to go in recently..." He thought about the appropriate words, "Tidy up."

Tesler nodded repeatedly. He sorted out his words and said, "Actually, there is one thing I want to ask you for."

"What's up?"

The greatest inventor of all time was smoking a cigarette, and he blew out a puff of smoke: "Do you remember mud?"

"Of course I remember." Sean met Tesler when he was trapped in the labyrinth island. There is an extremely ugly, aborigine of Maze Island who lives up to his name and helps Tesler. Unfortunately, the mud finally fell into the abyss in order to save them.

"I've been dreaming a lot lately, dreaming of that abyss...

"I heard the sound of mud coming from that abyss." Tesler's eyes were not without sadness, "He wants to leave there.

"Maybe it's a bit difficult, after all, it's so deep in there... But if you can do it, please promise me?

"Please find Mud's body and bury him." Long