Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton and Bugs Bunny, who felt that they were not suitable for learning, began to sort out the not-so-secret knowledge they knew and prepared to use it to digest the Keeper's potion, while the other worked hard in the garden on the second floor of the house next door to dig up the soil and spray it. Nutrient solution, try to be a cultivator rabbit.

Renekton thought about the information he knew, real occult knowledge or academic knowledge. Renekton didn't know much, and people in the Knowledge Church would not need his knowledge either.

"What can really be brought out is still some secret knowledge belonging to this world, but these can easily involve the true god of this world." After thinking carefully, Renekton felt a headache.

Finally, after careful consideration, Renekton decided to write some ancient history of the Dark Age of the Second Age. Anyway, the ancient gods of that era have all fallen, and there are still active followers of the gods. As long as they are avoided, there shouldn't be any big problems.

After making his decision, Renekton began to carefully recall the information he knew about the Second Age.

"In the budding years, the 'Old Gods' appeared one after another, and in the twin years of the first glory of fire," Renekton murmured.

Take out a pen and paper and sort out the information one by one in chronological order. Finally, Renekton looked at the densely written contents on a piece of paper and was speechless for a moment. The difference between the contents of a piece of paper and a book was a bit too big.

"The history of the Third Age after this involves too many current true gods. I don't dare to write about it! Do I have to add some random content in it to increase the number of words?" Renekton frowned and pondered for a moment. .

Renekton decided to fill a page into a book by himself, which was more difficult than making up a book by himself.

"Why don't you just randomly put some poems in it and treat it like a collection of poems that records the history of the Second Age? Well, you can also insert some pictures in it and add some content. If you put it all together, you can finally make it into a book. ." Renekton pondered for a while and then his eyes lit up, and he felt that this idea was very feasible.

As for paintings and poetry, Renekton is not worried at all. The books held by the Church of Knowledge naturally cover all aspects. If it is too troublesome to find them, you can also find hidden sages to directly instill knowledge.

Renekton found that he was relying more and more on the Hidden Sage, but in terms of mastering knowledge, the Hidden Sage was really his best partner!

In order to be able to recall his memories that were too old and blurred, Renekton also made a special trip to the Executor Squad and asked Captain Icondon for help to make two charms with this effect.

Originally, Renekton wanted to pray directly to Mr. Huang and ask for a way to recall the blurred memories. It would be best for Mr. Huang to give him a blessing directly.

When he was about to pray to Mr. Huang, Renekton suddenly realized that he had been relying too much on this angel of the Church of Knowledge. Although Mr. Huang acted friendly enough, his attitude of approaching the other party whenever something happened was indeed a bit overstepping his bounds.

Renekton gave up the idea of ​​chanting Mr. Huang's honorable name and instead went to find Captain Iconton who was still on duty with the Executor Team.

Although Captain Icondon thought Renekton's request was strange, he still taught Renekton how to make the charm.

"Why do you suddenly want to recall the talisman of your own memory? All you need to recall now is the memory of your infancy, right?" Captain Icondon asked curiously.

"Absolutely. I want to recall some older memories. By the way, Captain! Is there any kind of spell that can directly let people master painting skills?" Renekton nodded, and then thought about what he wanted to do in If you want to insert some pictures into the book, you have to be able to draw.

Captain Ikanton looked at Renekton with a strange look in his eyes. He was silent for a long time and then said: "Only the abilities you learn and master by yourself are your own. The skills you master with extraordinary power cannot be maintained for a long time."

Renekton originally wanted to say that he didn't need to maintain it for a long time, but suddenly he thought of a simpler method.

"Captain, is there a spell or charm that can directly transform the images in one's inner mind into pictures?" Renekton looked at Captain Ikondon expectantly.

"Your idea is very interesting. Do you want to draw something? Unfortunately, I have not mastered similar spells for the time being." Captain Icondon's voice showed some interest, as if he would be willing to master or invent such a spell if given the opportunity. Spells.

Renekton also realized at this time that at Sequence 5 of the Reader path, you can cast spells by hand, although he can't reach it yet. But as long as wizards of the Mystic Way have enough occult knowledge, they can actually create their own spells.

Renekton learned to make the memory charm with the help of the captain. To be on the safe side, he also took away the charm he made during the captain's demonstration.

After returning home, Renekton began to prepare the secret contract ceremony again, hoping to find some corresponding occult knowledge from the Hidden Sage to create a spell that could directly transform the images in his mind into pictures.

"The sage who has insight into the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

Renekton had just finished reciting the honorable name in his mouth, and before he could express his intention to hide the sage, he threw a piece of knowledge over him.

Renekton felt as if there were a bunch of little bugs crawling inside his head, and the pain was even worse than last time.

"Hiss~" Renekton endured the discomfort in his head and used his ability to think quickly. Renekton found that in a rational state, his tolerance for negative effects became significantly stronger, and his brain also became stronger. active.

The pain in his head caused by the infusion of knowledge lasted for about ten minutes, and then Renekton felt that his head was particularly heavy. Lying on his back on the easy chair on the side, he was resting while sorting out the extra occult knowledge in his mind.

It took another half an hour before Renekton felt that his discomfort had completely dissipated.

"Huh! This time the knowledge infusion is much more serious than the last time. This is after the Hidden Sage restrained me. No wonder that for other extraordinary people who see the secret path, the Hidden Sage's knowledge is so terrifying. If you don't pay attention, you will lose control." Renekton groaned, his tone full of joy.

"Boss! Boss! Your father is back!" Bugs Bunny jumped up to Renekton's ear and said in a low voice.

"Huh? It seems like it's time to come back soon. New Year's Day is coming in two days." Renekton was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing.

"There are more and more people in the family. You have to be careful in the future. Don't talk casually or reveal too much extraordinary abilities. Do you understand?" Renekton warned Bugs Bunny.

"Don't worry, boss!" Bugs Bunny patted his chest and assured.

Renekton nodded and said nothing more. Pulling Bugs Bunny onto his shoulders, he went to see his father who had just returned.

Although the memory of his father was very clear in his memory, Renekton still felt a little uneasy and nervous when it came time to meet him.

When Renekton came to the hall, he saw several servants busy carrying goods into the room. His mother was making coffee, while his father was directing the servants to carry goods by the gate.

His father wore a dark brown coat and a half-high silk hat on his head. His face was very similar to Renekton's, and his complexion was darker, which was related to the fact that he was away from home all year round.

Renekton saw his father instructing the servants to carry the goods, and a sense of familiarity suddenly emerged in his heart.

"Father!" Renekton called as he approached.

"Huh? Haha! It's little Renekton! You've grown taller again, but you're still so thin. Are you not eating well at home alone?" The father babbled as he quickly approached and gave Renekton a Warm hug.

This hug made Renekton feel that his body's emotions for his father were awakening, and it seemed that the other person was no longer so strange to him.

After the hug ended, Renekton just smiled shyly and didn't say much. This was the way Renekton remembered how he and his father got along. There were not many endless topics between father and son. Basically, one person talked and the other listened. There was no endless topic between them.

"Okay! I've prepared hot coffee. Come sit down and have a rest. You just came back, so don't worry about too many things." Mother Isabel came over with a cup of hot coffee and handed the hot coffee in her hand to Father.

"Okay! Little Renekton, go check it out and ask the servants not to put the goods in the wrong place." His father, Patchi Soth, ordered Renekton, and then he and his mother Isabel went to the sofa to rest and chat. went.

"Okay!" Renekton shrugged, no longer paying attention to his father.

For my own family, my parents are probably my true love, and my children are just accidents.

As long as his father and mother stay together, he will basically not receive any attention, and they will have no time to pay attention to him.

However, Renekton himself thinks this is better. Although he has completely adapted to the existence of his family, if he really wants to live together and have close contact every day, Renekton feels that he will still not adapt.

"Master, this is a gift prepared for you and your wife. Do you need to put it in your room?" The butler approached and interrupted Renekton's meditation.

"Huh? A gift? No need for now, just put it in the living room first." Renekton shook his head slightly and said after coming back to his senses.

"Okay, Master." Mr. Butler asked the servant behind him to move all the gifts brought back by his father to the living room.

"Wow~ What a gift! Do you have one for me?" Bugs Bunny, who was lying on Renekton's shoulder, whispered excitedly into Renekton's ear.

"Probably not. Father probably didn't know you existed before." Renekton shook his head and said.

"Ah~" Bugs Bunny suddenly became depressed.

"It's okay, you can just take a gift from me when the time comes. Besides, father didn't prepare a gift for you, but mother must have prepared one, maybe a customized hooded cloak!" Renekton comforted Bugs Bunny.

Renekton was surprised when he first learned that Bugs Bunny's favorite thing was a hooded cloak, and it was also black.

Every time he saw Bugs Bunny running around in a black cloak, Renekton always wondered whether the rabbit was a cultist in his previous life.