The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 98 Books
"That's right." Li Ang turned around, and said to Lars Gul-Eir with a half-smile, "I heard that you also have a body self-healing ability far beyond ordinary people?"

The leader of the assassins felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his heart was pounding and on the verge of bursting, and his scalp was numb like thousands of ants crawling around.

"My self-healing ability came from an accident." He struggled to squeeze out a smile, and with a humble and gentle smile that he had learned all his life, he confessed like pouring beans into a bamboo tube: "I don't know if you know anything about the Gospel of John in the Bible." learn."

"Know a thing or two," Li Ang nodded, "I'm somewhat interested in the ancient books that are circulating today."

"That would be great." Lars Gul Al was relieved that the other party was not the kind of atheist who did not accept religion at all, which helped him to narrate, "John 11:1, A sick man named Lazarus lived in Bethany, the village of Mary and her sister Martha."

"I know this story," Li Ang said indifferently, "Lazarus fell ill and died, and lay in the tomb for four days, until Jesus came and asked someone to remove the stones from the tomb, wrap his hands and feet with cloth, face Lazarus, wrapped in a handkerchief, came out of the grave and rose from the dead."

"That's right, this religious story is about miracles." Lars Gul-Eir said anxiously: "Hundreds of years ago, when I was on the verge of dying, I accidentally fell into an unnamed hot spring. When I climbed out of the spring, there was no scar on my body, and any damage caused by the sword would heal immediately, and even time and time could not leave marks on my body."

"Is there such a thing?" Li Ang's desire to study suddenly arose, and he looked at the leader of the assassin with great interest, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Go on."

".Okay." Lars Gul-Eir took a deep breath, and said frankly with the mentality of early death and early rebirth: "After that, I always thought that I was the spokesperson chosen by the gods. Founded the Assassin's League, with the purpose of 'justice needs to be achieved with one's own hands', and spread my will all over the world."

"Wait, after so many years, don't you have any more achievements besides the Assassin Alliance?" Li frowned and said, "You have a long lifespan and can accumulate countless wealth without thinking about how to acquire knowledge, How to change the world, instead of brainstorming, summoning a bunch of assassins in tights to wreak havoc?"

Lars Gul Al's words were choked, if someone else dared to speak so nonsense in front of him, he would have been cut into pieces by him long ago.

It's a pity that people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Compared with the plan of the young man in a white coat, the leader of the assassin is like a gentle and harmless guinea pig.

Lars Gul-Eir, who couldn't refute, poked his neck, stared at his eyes, and didn't know what to say. Fortunately, Li Ang didn't pay too much attention to this question, and asked casually, "Then where is this hot spring?"

"A certain remote mountain in southern Israel." The leader of the assassins said cautiously: "I have searched all the ancient books I could find, and came to the conclusion in the vague and suggestive ancient books-that hot spring is exactly where Jesus once lived. The holy place I've been to, Lazarus' Pool, that's why I think I have something special about myself."

"." Li Ang couldn't hold back the look of contempt in his eyes. He himself is a detached person with strange powers, and he can understand the behavior of mortals looking for virtual comfort in religion.

But the essence of human existence is by no means limited to this. If you are too obsessed with religious classics, indulge in old-fashioned, stagnate, and refuse to be aggressive and innovative, you will only fall into the vicious circle where the more you believe, the more ignorant you become, and the more ignorant you become, the more you believe.

Knowing the world, analyzing the world, and transforming the world is the way forward for human beings. Semites have done a lot of harm to people.
Li Ang let out a foul breath, too lazy to waste words with the leader of the assassin, and said lightly: "I see, I will take your blood sample for related experiments later, and then I will give you a pen and paper to write down what you know as much as possible. everything."

Lars Gul Al was still unwilling, and gritted his teeth and said, "That's a miracle written in the Bible, aren't you interested?"

"Food needs to be eaten bite by bite, and steps must be taken step by step." Li Ang spread his hands and said calmly: "I have too many research topics at hand, magic circuits, Nordic runes, and even flesh and blood puppets, each of which requires time investment And energy, I will go to investigate the Lazarus Pool you mentioned, but not now."

The "Bible" stories may be very sacred to Westerners and have great appeal, but for Li Ang, a Chinese alchemist, there is no natural religious bonus, and they can only be regarded as memos in the research catalog.

After sending Lars Gul Al to the private room, Li Ang took out his mobile phone and called the manager Robert Cullen.

"Good evening, boss." Robert sounded quite cheerful and positive. These days he has been busy dealing with the finishing work of the acquisition of the gangster's inheritance. He is tired and happy. At the same time, the company his ex-wife belongs to is also on the verge of bankruptcy recently, which makes him even more happy happiness.

Li Ang said directly, "Robert, where are you now?"

"Uh, I'm playing video games at Jimmy's house."

The two greasy middle-aged lawyers and managers are lying on the sofa at this time, holding the PS4 game controller to overcome difficulties in "Battlefield 1" - originally according to their now suddenly rich wallets, they should take advantage of the weekend events Carnival spending in nightclubs, but the busy work for several days has exhausted the two of them, and they really don't have the energy to have fun.

"That's right, I want to start a company and I need the help of the two of you."

The economic man froze for a moment, exchanged glances with the lawyer, immediately reacted, turned off the ps4 quietly, and asked carefully into the phone microphone: "Boss, may I ask what type of company it is?"

"For raw meat."

"I'm familiar with this," Robert sighed secretly. He was born in a farm family in the central Great Plains of the United States, and he is very familiar with the agricultural industry chain. "I don't know what kind of raw meat you plan to make, boss? Upstream breeding or downstream?" Slaughtering and retailing? Where is the factory?"

Li Ang didn't talk nonsense, and asked, "Do you have a computer by your side?"

"Have."

An e-mail message was sent directly to Robert's inbox, and while marveling at his employer's speed, he sat down to his laptop and opened the e-mail.

Inside the email was a series of complex scientific research records, which were like heavenly scriptures to the brokers and lawyers. Fortunately, the product descriptions and production line design that were briefly summarized later were still within the scope of their understanding.

The more Robert and Jimmy looked at each other, the more frightened they became. At last, they looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed, full of horror and excitement.

"We're going to be in big trouble."

"No, we're going to get rich."

Two middle-aged men leaned together in front of the narrow computer screen, their bloated faces reflected the cold light of the screen, making them look extremely greasy.

(End of this chapter)