The Modern Age of the Mysterious

"The Modern Age of the Mysterious (!

The unmanned black mansion, in the basement, in the deepest temple of Lady Hersis...

The seven orange candles that were placed on the ground and looked at the goddess' face in the distance were covered with a layer of silver-white light by a candle in the center with a silver flame.

This candle, like it was made of bright silver, radiated a firm light, and at a glance, it was known that no hardships and trials could blow it out.

The first "Indestructible Silver Flame", the first believer who chose to connect his faith with his own life, was born.

At this moment, Laundryman Kaman, like other believers, looked at the respected Mr. Shawshank Rogers with some doubts, showing the book in his hand, the same "Long Poems of the Night Wind" as everyone else.

"As you all know, because of the stipulations in the "Declaration of Theocracy" written by the great founding man of Newlander," Shawshank said slowly, "a belief, whether great or reasonable or not, must be approved by the court before it can be spread legally. and beliefs...

"It's a pity that today's Divine Court has long been linked with trusts and interest groups...

"They don't care what the citizens of New Zealand need or love, they just maintain a corrupted minority belief system through hegemony, suppressing many gods who are loved by the people at the bottom...

"This has led to many good and beneficial beliefs being deprived of their due power by the divine court."

The room became silent, and everyone's faces were a little lost. Shawshank paused before continuing: "Unfortunately, our Lady Hershey, the Goddess of Goodness who has just recovered from history, belongs to her faith and has also been treated so unfairly."

There was a little anger in Mr. Rogers' voice: "Of course, the indoctrination officer, the shepherd dog and the minions of the Holy Court Investigation Bureau naturally cannot match our noble lady.

"However, material sticks and prisons can still threaten or imprison the bodies of us believers...

"And that led to a setback in her faith."

Shawshank paused to let his listeners understand his words.

"This is where we must not fail her." He continued to speak, his voice soft but sonorous, almost resounding deep in the hearts of the believers present.

"Choose to act in secrecy, not because of fear! Nor because we do not see the light of what we do.

"And just to make the corner that belongs to her survive in this degenerate environment...

"The thing that doesn't disappoint her is to not stigmatize the faith until we've finally got our hands dirty and certified the faith."

Everyone nodded and said yes, and emotions ignited each other in appropriate remarks.

"So." His tone softened again, "This requires us to be as calm, cautious, quiet as we would spend a late night... without saying a word."

"We're going to keep her a secret!" The first Silver Flame believer, Kaman seemed to have connected Sean's heart, she said in a determined voice.

Everyone looked at him, and Mr. Rogers nodded again and again: "We have to keep her a secret."

Shawshank once again raised the little black book in his hand: "Now, I'm finally going to reveal the secrets involved in this book."

With his slender fingers, he stroked "The Long Poem of the Night Wind": "Actually, this whole book is written in a special ink...

"In about a year, the writing on the book will gradually disappear due to oxidation."

The believers opened the "Long Poem" in their hands one after another, looking at the dark writing, their faces were full of disbelief.

"One of the reasons for this design is to free you from the constraints of books."

"What I want you to do is, within this year, put every word of this book on your mind."

A book whose handwriting fades away—this sense of urgency is a way for believers to memorize classics.

"On the other hand..." Shawshank continued, "if we are about to be captured due to our reckless actions, or the unavoidable prying eyes of the outside world...

"Because of our firm beliefs, we naturally do not reveal half a word to outsiders,

"However, if the "Long Poem" falls into the hands of others, we will be speechless."

"So, to avoid that, the book has a little design."

His fingers brushed the spine of the book: "In the spine of the book, there is a glass tube hidden. The glass tube contains a special solution.

"Once these solutions infiltrate The Long Poem of the Night Wind, a year of oxidation will be completed in a split second - it will turn into a blank notebook in seconds."

In the surprised eyes of the believers, Shawshank sandwiched both ends of the spine with his middle fingers, with the pages facing down, and his two thumbs lightly pressed the Nightingale logo in the middle of the spine—

This gesture is like breaking the spine of a book.

"For everyone's understanding, this display has been approved by the lady." In order to take care of the believers' feelings, Sean expressed his approval.

As soon as he finished speaking, he squeezed his hands slightly, and after an inaudible crisp sound, he opened the page, and at the same time that the solution soaked through the page and the words disappeared, he opened it to show believers the whole process.

"A classic that will not be leaked!"

"Words are disappearing, like the trail of leaves blown away by the night wind!"

As if witnessing a small miracle, the believers all exclaimed in varying degrees of amazement.

In Sean's heart, there was a slightly mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "This inspiration comes from those 'erased' news reports."

In order to control some reports, the "God Court" let some sensitive news slowly disappear with the passage of time...

And Sean used these directly, and designed this scripture that would not be leaked.

It stands to reason that the initial power of the spiritual world is enough to produce many "Long Poems of the Night Wind".

And the reason there are only one hundred is precisely because these books have a special design that makes it harder to generate even with divine power.

After showing the anti-leakage at the utensil level, what Sean needs to do next is the realization of the mechanism at the human heart level...

It reminded him of the various attempts at Vivian's necklace on the Bronze Giant.

It was only then that he discovered that designing a certain mechanism seemed to be his forte.

Inexplicably, he turned out to be a genius "faith leader".

Undoubtedly, in order to be able to strengthen one's own spiritual world, in order to be able to help more people, the goal at this stage is to increase the number of believers.

However, unlike many beliefs of blind expansion, Sean's addition has strict preconditions.

Just as he selected the eight believers present in every corner of the city, he hoped that the believers present would be able to discern the details of each other before preaching the perfection of Ms. Hershey to others.

On the one hand, he believes in the importance of the quality of believers - having more devout believers makes this emerging faith better.

On the other hand, he knows that there are many hidden "fishermen" among the people. They pretend to be blank people without a certificate of belief, so that they can penetrate into the interior of various "illegal beliefs", and then report to the Jiaohua Institute to win the report. bonus……

Sean, who has the "Candle of Faith", can naturally tell whether the faith comes from the heart, but he still has to ensure that the flame of the crisis is extinguished as soon as possible.

So he began to tell eight believers how to identify all kinds of people and dig out the right ones.

"This is the skill of observing words and emotions that I have cultivated as a reporter for many years..." Sean thought with a bit of self-deprecation, while narrating, while on the blank page behind the believer's "Long Poem" , with concise notes for them to go back to digest and study.

After doing this, Sean, the leader, felt relieved at this time: "Books that will not be leaked, plus believers who are cautious enough and master the method of knowing people..."

Not to mention peace of mind, at least it should be able to quietly expand within a certain period of time, without causing a little ripple in the city.

The candlelight is still there, and everyone in the city has fallen asleep.

No one knows that, in a house with closed curtains in the Rue de Perez, the lady's followers are whispering and listening in the warm room...

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