Mysterious Catastrophe

Aaron turned to the first page.

On the pale paper, there are paler words one by one, like snowflakes that are about to disappear on the window.

They are written in spiritual script, and the end of the pen seems to be dancing slightly, which is easily disturbing.

With this messy and crazy brushwork, the writer recorded some content that seems to be travel notes:

[Dream world is located outside the white wall]

【Every sleepwalker will cross the white wall at least once or twice in his life】

……

【The nameless existence is dying, surrounded by traitors, they take away the magical stems and branches, and distribute flowers and fruits to visitors. Whoever tastes the lotus seeds will dream of dead wives, children and servants, but Never be able to wander again]

【They are deserters, they are banquet waiters, they are 'lotus eaters'】

……

[Three have passed away, one was swallowed by the big snake, one was burned by the corona, and one was deprived to inalienable...but the secret history will still be remembered]

……

Aaron stroked the frantic lines of words with his fingertips, and the words were even incomprehensible.

Inexplicably, he had a feeling that the contents of this book were true.

"Who is its author?"

"It's one of my ancestors." Miss Baige replied: "He is very good at sleepwalking in the virtual world, but after one sleepwalking, he didn't know what happened to him, and he went completely crazy. This book was originally written by him with his own blood. Written in ink, each word is very bright and dazzling, but then they gradually fade their original color until they are pure white..."

"So... how many pounds are you going to sell?" Aaron began to ask the price.

"I think...it's worth at least 150 pounds. Although it doesn't involve knowledge at the level of esoteric transmission and primordial substance, an ordinary person may be stimulated to be spiritually inspired by reading it, dreaming of that weird virtual world... ...What's more, it involves those great beings!" Miss Baige said.

The virtual world, the dream world, the underworld, the ether world, the light world, the inner world, etc... are all other names for the spirit world.

"I think most ordinary people who read it will be crazy." Aaron tapped the book with his fingers and began to lower the price: "75 pounds is a suitable price. After all, it is very thin, and I don't know How much is left of its next content, whether it is authentic... Besides, knowledge can be copied."

"I can lower the price a little, but £75 is unacceptable, £140!"

Although Miss Baige was very imposing, she revealed the truth.

There was a smile on the corner of Aaron's mouth, and finally completed the transaction at a price of 100 pounds.

He took out his wallet, took out most of the banknotes inside, and counted them to Miss Baige in person.

Miss Baige flipped her fingers nimbly, and seemed to be very good at counting money.

After a while, she nodded: "The deal is done!"

Aaron nodded, put the volume of "Sleepwalking" under his arm, and walked out of the rose room.

There was actually an attendant waiting outside the door, and handed over another note.

'I have some spiritual materials on hand, Iris House! '

Aaron read it and was a little speechless, but he still walked to another private room: "I don't have much money on me, I hope the other party accepts the form of barter..."

He opened the door, suddenly startled.

He recognized the big man sitting and drinking beer, it was the 'beast' who was going to recruit people to find the hidden treasure!

"Hello."

Aaron sat down and let the soft sofa support his body: "I heard that you have some spiritual materials of 'Yao' for sale?"

"Yes, you can choose!"

'The Beast' placed some bits and pieces on the tea table one by one.

They include pitch-black rusted iron pieces, half-burned blank sheepskins, a few stones stained with blood...

Aaron touched them one by one with his hands, relying on the recognition of all things of the 'Shining One', he quickly obtained relevant information, and his face gradually became gloomy.

"They're all quite cheap. Considering you're a newcomer, 20 gold a piece is a friendly price."

'The Beast' took a gulp of beer: "Of course, if you don't have any money, just join my exploration team, and they will all be yours."

"Although they are indeed rich in the spirituality of 'Yao'..." Aaron raised his head, his voice was gloomy: "But they all carry terrible pollution, and they are already waste...Mr. Beast, are you right? "

The action of 'The Beast' froze for a moment, and he laughed dryly: "Haha... I was just joking, your appreciation ability is good, did you learn from 'knowledge'?"

Spirit-rich materials can be used to craft spells, potions, and magical items that have a certain duration.

But contaminated materials are of no value and can even be harmful!

Chapter 102 Pollution and Attempts

After a while, Aaron walked out of the iris flower room, a smile appeared on his originally dull face.

After seeing through the trick of the 'beast', he used a few tubes of 'sleeping potion' to exchange all the contaminated spiritual materials from the 'beast'.

As for the excuse, it was that he had never seen the contaminated material, and was going to take it back for experimental research.

And 'The Beast' looked at him like he saw a fat sheep, and he patted his chest to promise that next time he had the same stuff, he would definitely send it to him again.

'Once or twice is okay, more will definitely cause problems and arouse suspicion. '

Aaron filled a box with materials in a black suitcase, secretly vigilant in his heart.

As for contaminated spiritual material?

Others may not be able to do anything about it, but he is not afraid at all. After all, the 'Void Spirit' is a hidden god who is good at dealing with pollution.

Even the pollution of a year old can be purified, and this kind of small pollution is nothing.

'After purification, the value of these materials can be multiplied by ten or a hundred times! '

'Unfortunately, my strength does not allow me to do such a thing with great fanfare. '

……

Half an hour later, the Evil Bridge area.

Aaron and Clark Das came out of a tunnel, saw the low-lying river bank, and could hear the sound of the river rushing at night.

"'Jazz' pays great attention to protecting the safety and privacy of every participant, and there are many exit tunnels."

Clark explained that he and Aaron walked to the place where the carriage was, then took the carriage and returned to his home.

All the way safe and sound.

When they arrived at Clark Dass' house, Aaron quickly changed out of his camouflage clothes, carried his suitcase, bid farewell to Clark, hailed a public carriage on the side of the road, and returned to No. 33 Golden Rose Street.

The maid Silvia opened the door for him before she fell asleep.

"I've already eaten outside, you can go to rest first."

Aaron nodded, went back to his room, opened the black suitcase, and took out all the items inside.

Broken pieces of iron, scorched parchment, blood-stained stones...

He was holding a stone stained with blood, and he could feel the spirituality of 'Yao' contained in it with a little sensing, but at the same time, there was also a roar of a beast that seemed to come from the time of death.

The surrounding environment inexplicably became a little darker, and even his fingers were stained with a dark green color.

"Ordinary stones are full of spirituality because they are stained with the blood of a 'Yao' extraordinary creature after death, but at the same time they are also polluted by the spiritual brand of the other party."

"Purge!"

With a thought of Aaron, the purification ability belonging to the "Shining One" turned into a white light, surging up like a tide.

The strangeness on his finger quickly dissipated, but the stone remained unchanged.

"If pollution can be eliminated so easily, then the value of these polluted materials will be at least a hundred times higher!"

Aaron thought without much disappointment.

Naturally, the purer the spiritual material, the better the quality, and the pollution in it often comes from several aspects.

The first type is the spirituality mixed with other paths, such as the fusion of "red" and "dark" in "Yao"... This kind of material can often be used to separate the mixed spirituality with suitable rituals, even for some minors. For Extraordinary people, encountering spiritual materials that just match the elements is simply a gift of the age.

As such, they tend to still be relatively good value, and in 'The Beast' exhibit, there isn't a single one.

The second type is spiritual pollution mixed with extraordinary people or extraordinary creatures. This is the most common type, and it is also very difficult to use.

If you use this kind of pollution-rich material to make spells or potions, not only will the failure rate be terribly high, but even if you make them successfully, the effects of potions and spells will be distorted.

The products of 'The Beast' are all of this type.

As for the third type, which is the most terrifying, they contain god-level pollution inside!

"However, if it's the third type, I'm afraid the 'beast' won't live until now..."

Aaron muttered, and lit two candles at random, and did not use incense, essential oils, or potions to create a more suitable spiritual environment.

"I worship the Creator above the Creator!"

"Absolute observer behind multiple curtains!"

"The illusory spirit wandering in the unknown, the existence of absolute neutrality, the silent observer!"

In an instant, his spiritual body jumped out of the shackles of flesh and blood, and saw the 'self' who was performing the ritual with his eyes closed.

"I don't know what is special about my spirit body compared to the spirit bodies of other Extraordinary people?"

Aaron thought for a while, but didn't directly start to 'purify', but floated down, and naturally 'integrated' into the floor, and came to the first floor.

Whoa!

There was some steam in the bathroom, and the sound of a young woman humming in a low voice.

Aaron's expression remained unchanged, and he rushed in directly, shaking in front of Sylvia, who had flushed cheeks and dripping water on the tip of her hair.

The maid didn't realize it and was still doing her own thing.

Aaron thought for a moment, then held out his palm to her face.

Then, the palm passed directly through Sylvia's head.

He looked down and suddenly whistled again.

Sylvia was still intact. Aaron carefully observed her pupils and facial muscles and found that it was not a disguise.

"It seems that ordinary people can't see me or hear me, but they can't see wraiths, ghosts, etc... I don't know if extraordinary people can see me?"

With a thought, Aaron stepped into the dream world.

This time, he appeared in front of a dilapidated ruin, opposite a collapsed black tile-roofed house, on which a ghost of a horse with wings was hovering.

Aaron took a few steps closer, but the horse ghost didn't notice it at all, and was still wandering aimlessly.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the ghost's wings, but he still passed through.

"It seems that my spirit body is still somewhat different from the spirit body of an ordinary Extraordinary. Is it still the absolute observer?"

Aaron put his hand into the body of the phantom winged horse, slightly disappointed.

"However, what if I use mystical energy?"

As soon as this idea came out, Aaron immediately felt that his form seemed to be a little more solid, and his palms touched real flesh and blood, giving him the illusion of wanting to put on clothes.

At the same time, the ghost winged horse trembled violently, and began to look around vigilantly.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Aaron's mouth turned up slightly: "Sure enough... there is still a little difference."

"Lyli!"

The ghost winged horse roared, spread its wings, and left this dangerous place.

Aaron didn't go after him, but murmured: "My existence... seems to be more ethereal than the spirit body, with a higher personality, more difficult to control, and more idealistic... So, my spirit body wants to interfere with reality. It must be invaded in reverse... just like some vengeful spirits possessing human beings in order to interfere with reality."

"Wraiths can possess human beings, but if I consume my strength, maybe I can... Possess Wraiths?"

Chapter 103 Inhuman existence

real world.

bedroom.

Aaron's spirit quietly emerged, and he glanced around, only to find that the two candles representing the ceremony were still burning.

"Sure enough... Every time I enter the dream world, the place where I appear is different, but the place where I return is where my body is..."