(This chapter may be called "Shocked in the Light" and not)

[New] After talking about the defense and suppression bureau, a customer happened to come.

It was a young man wearing glasses. Although he was wearing a thick coat, he still exuded a clear and scholarly aura. He was obviously a student.

He bought a book about Greek, called "Detailed Explanation of Ancient Greek Grammar", which was written by two Germans, "Qune" and "Get", Well, it is a German document.

Pan Long knows a lot of English, some Japanese, a little Latin, Italian and German, the three languages ​​he was taken to archaeology by his friend and learned by the way when he was digging ruins on the Apennine Peninsula. It was just a little bit of fur, roughly "Oh, I can see that this is Latin/Italian/German".

When the customer left, he couldn't help asking: "How could a British man buy ancient Greek textbooks in the UK?

"Because this book is cheap, and...he probably knows German." Mr. Ello said indifferently, "Anyway, it is not important to what language textbooks are for learning ancient Greek."

This is true. As a language that has been buried by history, it is rare to find a textbook. As for what language this textbook is, I really don’t care about so much.

"Why did he learn ancient Greek? Do he have to interpret ancient classics or study ancient ruins?" Pan Long guessed curiously.

"It doesn't matter," said Mr. Ellow. "He has not yet been filled with spirituality, and 'research' is a safe thing for him."

He sat down again, picked up the bottle, took a big sip, and said, "Let's go back to the topic of 'organizations worth paying attention to'. In London, in addition to Scotland Yard and the Defense Agency, the organization you need to be wary of is the 'Shewn Club'."

"What kind of organization is that?" Pan Long asked.

“Nominally, it is a place of entertainment that only opens at night, providing men with certain essential relaxation activities,” Mr. Ellow said with a smile. “If you have money and want some relaxation and pleasure, it is a great place to go.”

Pan Long also smiled: "Obviously, for us, the unknown part of the 'business' is the most important."

"That's right!" Pan Long didn't care about the sensual things, which made Mr. Ellow very satisfied. "It was a famous underground trading venue in London. Every day, there were many invisible researchers who carried out some private or less private activities there under the name of having fun."

"But what does this have to do with me?" Pan Long asked.

"I don't know what kind of ecology the invisible art researchers in the East are, but here we have a difficult time after the invisible art has reached a certain level." Mr. Ailo's expression became serious. "Mortals may enlighten their rationality, inspire their enthusiasm, strengthen their strength, or embark on the road to extraordinary and saints through other methods. In short, when they embark on the extraordinary path, they have to face a problem."

"The value of life."

He said this last sentence very seriously, almost word by word.

Pan Long didn't understand what he meant: "The value of life? Is it a question like the so-called 'How should I spend my life'?"

"It's not the case," said Mr. Ellow. "In the study of invisible arts, iron, gold, mercury, gems, years, blood... these are all the 'materials' used to study or hold rituals. To improve oneself, of course, you can go through gradual research, meditation and exercise. But at a certain stage, you must pass through the ritual of invisible arts to achieve self-transcendence."

"Does life need to be consumed in that ceremony?" Pan Long asked.

"That's right!" Mr. Ellow said in a deep voice, "There are a few researchers of invisible techniques who use special methods to accumulate their vitality to support the consumption of rituals. But the choice of most people is to find victims."

Pan Long frowned and wanted to find the victim. A stranger with unknown origin, no relatives or reasons is naturally the most suitable one.

"I know you are very capable. Stone's rash boy can beat seven or eight strong men to the point of being unable to find him, but in front of you he is like a baby, he has no power to fight back. Ordinary invisible art researchers can do nothing to you. But..." Mr. Ellow sighed, "In London, there are some extremely powerful guys who have even surpassed the limit of the 'living' and become the 'energy'."

Pan Long's eyes suddenly widened: "The immortal?!" He blurted out.

In this world, there are immortals?

And... from what Mr. Ailo means, it seems that there are still quite a few immortals in this world?

"Yes, I passed the Three-pointed Gate and arrived at the height of the sanctuary, transcended the body of a mortal, and obtained permanent life... and then returned from the Three-pointed Gate and the undead people living in the sanctuary or the earthly world are not many in this world."

As Mr. Ailo's story was told, a vast image appeared in front of Pan Long's eyes.

The image was like an endless forest, covering the world of illusions. The black trees were densely intertwined, and the thick roots were winding like giant snakes. Many shadows were flying deep in the woodland, and they seemed to be pale moths. In the center of this vast forest, there was a cold snow, and countless figures were staggering in the snow. In the center of the snow, there was a portal with white light shining.

Looking back along the portal, you can see the long road and countless scenery, but these scenery is confused and chaotic, and there are countless ghosts. Even with his eyes, he cannot see it clearly.

He could only see countless sharp blades blocking the road, at the end of the road, a huge deer head guarding another door; further up, it seemed that in the middle of the hot desert, there was a third door shaped like a spider and exuding a nauseating evil spirit; and the fourth door surrounded by countless brilliance, surrounded by flowers, which looked like amethyst.

At the top, a huge luminous circle blocked his sight. Even he could not see clearly what the circle was behind. But the moment he saw this circle, he developed a clear and unmistakable intuition.

[The highest and ultimate circle of light, the end of all perfection in the world, is the "three tip gate". Those who cross this gate can obtain immortality.]

In an instant, thousands of voices echoed in his mind, guns, explosions, bells and drums, praises and curses, laughter and cry, begging and sighs... all the sounds mixed together, as if they wanted to completely fill his mind, and even to support it to the explosion.

Pan Long suddenly stood up and let out a roar.

A violent and powerful aura was released from his body, like a hot storm, about to sweep everything around him.

At this moment, many decorations in Moran Bookstore were painted on the wall, a pot of flowers on the corner of the table, a small cabinet beside the wall, a piece of glass with slightly different colors on the window, and a symbol of children's graffiti on the wall... All of these decorations emitted a dim white light together.

These white lights interlaced combinations turned into a net in a blink of an eye, facing Pan Long under his head.

The next moment, the storm and the net met, accompanied by a dull sound, and the two disappeared without a trace.

Pan Long sat down shakingly, feeling dizzy.

But he couldn't help laughing.

"So that's it!" he murmured to himself, "I understand!"

The glowing things in Molan Bookstore are still glowing, and the dim white light has filled the store. In the white light, Pan Long opened his eyes wide and looked at the lines of prompts that appeared in front of him.

【Confirmed World: Simulation of the Enlightenment Believer】

【Incorporate character templates.】

【Get new attributes: 8, 16, 5 enthusiasm.】

【Acquiring phase characteristics: blade 15, heart 10, cast 10, lamp 4, winter 4.】

[Money is incorporated into the prop bar, ignored.]

[Card incorporates special abilities.]

【Acquiring ability: trance, dreaming.】

【Get identity in this world: Invisible art practitioner.】

[Current level of practitioners: staying outside.]

He closed his eyes, letting those lines of prompts fade away, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Yes, he finally knew what kind of world this is.

(No wonder I never thought that word games can open up a world!)

In his previous life, he played many word games, most of which were in martial arts style, but there were some other things.

In these word games, "Simulation of the Enchantists" is quite unique. This game is not like ordinary games, which allows players to continuously accumulate strength, become powerful, solve problems one by one, and ultimately even save the world. Those have nothing to do with the players.

In this game, players have roughly only two things to do.

First, try to survive.

Second, try to gain immortality.

The former requires players to make money and avoid various dangers. The latter requires players to take the initiative to face various dangers, get clues, hold ceremonies, and before being captured by the defense or other forces or destroying you, they can travel through the world of light called "Sitting" and arrive at the realm of the gods called "Si Chen" and gain immortality.

For players who are first exposed to this game, the most troublesome thing is probably making money.

It is not easy to live in Chang'an. In the game, players live in the capital of the great and prosperous empire. The prices here are very high and they have to consume one pound of funds every week to survive.

This pound is not easy to make at all, and players must work continuously to maintain their lives.

Not only that, there are many places to use money.

Recruiting people requires money.

It costs money to buy literature.

It costs money to start an exploration activity.

...

In short, making money is difficult, and spending money is easy.

Therefore, players who are exposed to this game for the first time often play this game as a simple way to make money and spend money, and they can hardly save a few pounds around them, and they are so clean that even the mice at home will sigh and cry.

Among all the ways to make money, the most stable one is probably to be a clerk in the company.

I keep working and making money, and I spend it when I make money, and I can hardly save it. So I have to work one after another and never have a rest for a moment.

This kind of life state has a very famous saying with irony and self-deprecating meaning, called "social animal".

Therefore, this game is also nicknamed "Social Animal Simulator" by players.

Pan Long liked this game very much at the time and played it for a long time. However, when he played it, he was simply line of text, plus a few illustrations. The "painting style" had no similarity with the huge and real world in front of him.

So, it was not until he saw the most famous large picture in the game that he suddenly realized.

I determined what kind of game this is. Those familiar strategies at the beginning were like opening a book page, which appeared in his heart page one by one.

(Next, I seem to be recruiting people, establishing sects, studying invisible techniques, going to the slept through dreams, then moving forward layer by layer, and finally passing through the three-pointed gate at the top, entering the slept high places where the gods are located, and obtaining immortality that will not age and die... This is almost equivalent to becoming a demon god.)

(Huh! This world does not seem to be very difficult to achieve immortality...)

(Although there are many obstacles along the way, with my strength, apart from some particularly exaggerated things, even the so-called "Eternal One" should not be able to kill me.)

(And, I actually have an immortal body. Even if I fail once, I can enter this world again and start over.)

(Thinking of this, wouldn’t it mean that as long as I use this world as the main focus from now on, I will not take long to achieve immortality?)

(If you look for something without any effort when you find it, you can get it?)

Suddenly, he felt a little confused.

Can the immortality that I have been pursuing, the immortality that countless strong people in the Jiuzhou world have been pursuing desperately but cannot obtain, so easily?

But when he thought about it, he remembered that he had actually achieved immortality.

As long as he is low-key, he establishes a secret Holy Grail ceremony in Dingfeng Town, and relies on catching wild beasts as sacrifices to maintain his life, let himself transcend the years and obtain an immortal body.

Indeed, such longevity is very limited. For example, he needs to continuously supplement the sacrifices for the Holy Grail ceremony. For example, he will guard Dingfeng Town from now on and cannot leave for a long time. For example, although he is not dead, he may not be able to age...

All these problems exist.

But no matter how many problems there are, it is a certain fact that the Holy Grail ritual can give people immortality.

The ancestor Ren Changsheng has relied on this ritual to get rid of the aging of death. When Pan Long left Suita Mountain, he saw with his own eyes that the dusk energy in Ren Changsheng was dissipating and gradually regaining his vitality. According to Ren Changsheng's own estimate, he should have returned to his prime and can maintain it for a long time.

From this point of view, immortality does not seem to be so out of reach.
Chapter completed!