Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After communicating for a while, Edwina stood up and picked up the self-made textbook she had prepared. She turned her head and asked Renekton:

"I'm going to give a lecture to the crew on the Golden Dream. Do you need to participate?"

"No, I haven't finished my breakfast yet."

Renekton raised the hot drink in his hand and responded, then found a chair and sat down.

After receiving the answer, Edwina pushed the small blackboard behind her and left the captain's room.

In a moment, all the free pirates on the Golden Dream gathered on the deck in front of the sailboat.

They sat lazily but neatly, gathering in twos and threes. Everyone was leaning back as much as possible to let their bodies be submerged in the crowd.

"Shit! Come over here and don't keep pushing back. I'm about to be pushed off the deck by you."

"It's not me who's squeezing, it's the guy in front."

"Quick, make room for me!"

"Daniels, didn't I ask you to save a place for me?"

"You shameless guys, I was sitting in the last row just now, and now I'm sitting in the first row."

"You are sitting too far back. Please move forward. Let's start today's lesson."

Edwina was like a teacher stepping onto the podium. As her words fell, the crew members below moved forward a distance with helpless expressions.

Renekton, who was sitting on the bow and rail of the ship, was enjoying the warm sea breeze in the early morning while looking at the pirates who were forced to attend classes. The atmosphere was somewhat like a university class.

Edwina on the other side has already started writing and drawing on the small blackboard, starting today's general course.

Edwina said in a soft but powerful voice:

"What we are learning today is the ancient Fussac language."

"This language is considered to be the source of the languages ​​of the countries in the northern continent. Whether it is Loen language, Intis language, or the current Fusac language, they are all derived from changes on this basis."

"Legend has it that the ancient Fusac language is derived from Giant language, which is also a language that is commonly used in various treasures. As treasure hunters, this is knowledge that we must learn and master."

Edwina has the demeanor of a university teacher. In other words, being on a boat with a group of illiterate people is too uncomfortable for her. Renekton in the distance silently commented in his heart.

The next moment, his eyes blurred, and illusory starlight flashed across, and a somewhat erratic scene appeared in his field of vision, like an accidental hallucination.

In the picture, there are four people dressed as adventurers walking quickly in the jungle, led by a woman.

The black hair on her head is simply tied up, she has a pair of very distinctive blue-grey eyes, and she has an attractive appearance.

She was wearing a men's shirt, a brown thick jacket, and a round-brimmed hat with a hollow in the middle. She looked like an adventurer often seen on the sea, but she was running in the jungle at the moment.

There were three men around him, all dressed in the same style, and their bodies had obvious characteristics of being exposed to the rain for a long time.

The picture suddenly changed, magnifying the details of the lady's body, showing a corner of an ancient tawny sheepskin book covered by her hands.

On the surface of the book, there was a line of words written in Elvish: "Book of Natural Disasters".

In an instant, the scene disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and only a cold voice without emotion echoed in Renekton's mind:

"The Rhoside Islands, the primitive jungle of Simim Island."

Renekton looked at the sea with a puzzled expression and murmured:

"'Book of Natural Disasters', that lady is Laticia? How did the Hidden Sage know that I wanted to get the 'Book of Natural Disasters'? He was more active than me."

"Or is this all under His plan?"

After pondering for a while, he restrained his thoughts and waited until Edwina finished today's general course before stepping forward to say goodbye:

"It looks like your crew members are not progressing well with their studies."

Edwina heard the sound and looked back at Renekton, and said with a slightly helpless tone:

"They have passed the best age for education, and their past life experiences have made them repulsive to such boring learning."

Renekton nodded in agreement, then changed the topic:

"The attention of the Rose School has been transferred. However, you may need to pay attention to the Church of Storms in the future. Because of recent events, their attention to the Golden Dream will be much higher."

Edwina nodded without surprise:

"That's to be expected."

"I will set sail for Feneport soon, and we will soon be able to start trading grain."

"no problem."

Renekton nodded lightly and did not ask the other party why he stayed in the waters of the Rhoside Islands during this period.

Turning around and stepping forward, his body quickly became transparent and disappeared on the Golden Dream.

On Simim Island, in a local hotel, Renekton came here based on the tips he received from divination.

There was purple light flowing in his eyes, and his sight penetrated the barriers of walls, floors and roofs, and saw the situation in the surrounding rooms.

Quite unexpectedly, he saw Klein in a guest room on the third floor of the hotel, and the other party was very keenly aware of his gaze.

Come to play the faceless man? Renekton quickly thought of the reason for Klein's appearance here, and then withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.

He turned and walked towards the northwest corner of the corridor on the second floor, the room closest to the stairs.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

"Who?"

A low-pitched, slightly wary female voice came from the room.

"Someone who comes to get something."

Renekton answered very honestly.

The people in the room responded without hesitation:

"You're out of the room. I have nothing here that needs to be taken away."

The female voice in the room was very calm, but Renekton could hear the woman's slight breathing and rapid heartbeat.

The detective is very good at discovering the information hidden in every detail in life. He silently muttered to himself in his heart. The next moment, his figure was instantly transparent, as if he had turned into a statue made of countless stars.

The statue shattered, and the bright starlight surged through the tiny gap in the door and entered the room where Laticia was.

Dots of bright starlight surged through the room like a torrent, quickly passing through Laticia and running around the room.

Laticia's eyes became solemn for a moment, and she quickly reached into her inner pocket and took out a handful of powdery substance and spilled it.

It was a kind of transparent powder. As the action was completed, she opened her mouth simultaneously and whispered in ancient Hermes:

"wind!"

The strong wind came out of nowhere and swept around.

It had no impact at all on the starlight that filled the room.

She sprinkled another handful of gray-black sunflower powder, and whispered again in ancient Hermes:

"sun!"

The powder of the sunflower quickly spontaneously ignited in mid-air, and then emitted a violent but non-irritating golden light.

This light flowed around like water waves, and then was quickly swallowed up by the bright starlight, leaving no trace.

After a while, the bright starlight that filled the room suddenly shrank.

The stars began to reunite inside, and Renekton's figure was revealed, holding a tawny sheepskin ancient book in his hand.

On the surface of this ancient book, there is a line of words written in Elvish: "Book of Natural Disasters".

"'Book of Natural Disasters'? Is it your target? How do you know this book is with me?"

Laticia quickly suppressed her fears and worries, looked at Renekton with a strange expression and expressed confusion.

Renekton looked at Laticia, who was very smartly dressed in front of him, with a look that was a little tired, and chuckled:

"Then why did you come to get this book?"

The words are mixed with obscure spirituality, which unknowingly affects the other party's thinking and judgment.

This method does not have much impact on an extraordinary person, but for an ordinary person who has not yet become an extraordinary person, it seems difficult to resist.

Laticia hesitated to say or not, but the thought of lying was completely ignored by her.

During this period of inner confusion and struggle, Renekton continued:

"Although you are a member of the Moss Ascetic Order, you have not become an extraordinary person. They should not send you to get this book. They may not even know the existence of this 'Book of Natural Disasters'."

"So you acted on your own? Where did you get the news about the 'Book of Natural Disasters'?"

Under Renekton's spiritually disturbing words and the pressure from the spiritual level, Laticia's thinking was completely confused. She answered almost without thinking:

"It's not that I can't become an extraordinary person, it's just that I don't want to."

"This is the secret information that I accidentally discovered from some ancient books and records. It is the result of my inference based on my own judgment."

"As long as I can get this 'Book of Natural Disasters' from the Queen of Natural Disasters, I will have the qualification to become a demigod!"

"Only by relying on my identity as an ordinary person, can I enter the ruins of the ancient Jinling Tomb and obtain this 'Book of Natural Disasters' without triggering a chain reaction."

"It is too difficult to advance to the demigod level of the Mystic Man. Unless the angels walking on the earth are willing, it is impossible to obtain the blood of mythical creatures."

There was not much connection between Laticia's words, it was more like she said whatever came to her mind.