Jiang Han opened his eyes again, and then he was stunned on the spot.

Because the location he is currently in is not in a luxurious villa as he imagined.

Nor in a moving aristocratic carriage.

Not at some fancy banquet.

The location he is in is a void.

If you turn your head and look, you can see the stars in the distance.

That's right.

Jiang Han is currently in space.

Looking down, he could see a blue planet at his feet.

Turning slowly.

This is undoubtedly the earth.

It is also now where the main story of Lord of Mysteries takes place.

‘Didn’t I ask the reincarnation space to arrange for me the noble viscount status of Aleister Crowley?

Why are you floating in the sky now?

There’s something wrong with this!’

Jiang Han thought in his mind.

Normally, such errors will not occur in the reincarnation space.

The identity arranged using the loading card in the reincarnation space should be seamless.

If the world of the Lord of Mysteries is too powerful to make the arrangement of reincarnation space fail, then Jiang Han will not believe this reason.

Unless the Lord of Mysteries is the Supreme Emperor of the Galaxy, the Great Emperor of Eternal Life, such a failure would be possible in such a big world.

Just when Jiang Han was thinking, he suddenly discovered something was wrong.

The radiation of his higher-dimensional soul seemed to project a soul onto the earth beneath his feet.

'Could it be that...' Jiang Han thought of a possibility.

Immediately following the projection of the higher-dimensional soul, his thoughts fell on this soul.

Suddenly, Jiang Han found himself waking up from a large bed covered with luxurious silk.

At the same time, various information attached to this projection also fell into Jiang Han's memory.

Jiang Han's guess this time was correct.

The reincarnation space has indeed arranged for him the noble status of Aleister Crowley.

However, this identity is not directly assigned to his body, but to his alter ego.

Of course, this is actually no different from arranging his own identity.

‘No, actually it’s a little different.

Now, my true body is outside the earth. To the gods on the earth, an existence like me can be called an outer god.

And the others who have descended on the earth can also be considered the incarnations of external gods...'

Jiang Han was speechless. If his identity was known to other members of the Zhengshen Church, it would undoubtedly make it more difficult for him to act in this world.

This is probably a special arrangement of the reincarnation space, right?

Jiang Han didn't know either.

He took control of this body.

Soon, a waiter came up with a golden basin to help him clean it.

'However, the control of this body is a bit strange. Compared with me who controls other worlds, it feels a little wrong...'

Jiang Han controlled Aleister Crowley's body movements for a while, feeling as if he was separated by a layer.

Normally, he controls his other self. As long as his own spiritual will is projected over it, then to him, that other self is no different from his real body.

But now he can clearly feel a difference.

It was as if he was not controlling his own body, but a character in the game.

It's like playing a full stealth game.

If an ordinary person were to control such a body, they would inevitably feel uncoordinated and have some flaws in their actions.

But Jiang Han's mental state was fine-tuned in an instant, making Aleister's actions look very normal.

Jiang Han then began to recall a lot of information in Aleister's memory.

As a viscount who can settle in Backlund for a long time, he certainly has a valuable fiefdom outside.

The fiefdom is full of trees, but there are some rare tree species, some wild animals are bred, and there are orchards opened nearby.

The total value is probably around £600,000.

This price, converted into RMB purchasing power, is about 500 million yuan.

However, his annual income from the forestry farm is only 30,000 pounds, about 25 million pounds.

In fact, if the money is used to purchase financial products, the annual income may be higher.

However, it is quite normal that the value of forest land is difficult to realize.

Aleister has recently been considering whether to open more factories in his fiefdom.

In this way, the annual income he can receive will be higher.

But that way, he would be able to spend less time in Backlund every year, and would need to focus more on the factory.

Jiang Han later learned from Aleister's memories that Aleister would live in Backlund for more than nine months every year.

The rest of the time is spent living in the fief.

But now that Jiang Han has enlightened him and me, there is nothing to worry about anymore.

Money in this world has no great use to him.

In fact, for him, money is enough.

Not to mention that the annual income from his forest farm is 30,000 pounds, which is something that ordinary civilians cannot save in a lifetime.

If they were all taken out, I don't know how many ambassadors could be killed.

Jiang Han continued to check his memory, and he discovered that Aleister also vaguely knew about the existence of extraordinary beings during his time in Backlund.

So three days ago, he directly asked his old butler to inquire and find a way to obtain the magic potion formula that would directly allow him to become a transcendent.

And yesterday, the old butler told Aleister that he had found some clues.

"Where is my butler?" Jiang Han asked directly to the waiter next to him.

Hear Aleister's words.

The waiter bowed his head and responded respectfully: "Master, Butler Ahibonya has been waiting for you outside your study.

But you can go have breakfast first."

"Have someone deliver breakfast directly to my study, that's it!" Jiang Han said to him.

Then he walked directly to the study.

The waiter immediately went to notify Jiang Han's other servants.

Jiang Han came outside the study and saw a man in his forties, dressed meticulously, leaning against the edge of the wall with a newspaper, looking down at the newspaper.

He is none other than Ashbern, Aleister's butler.

I heard Jiang Han's footsteps approaching.

Yasiborn looked up at Jiang Han and immediately bowed slightly, saying, "Master, I have brought you the things!"

Jiang Han nodded slightly, then opened the door to the study, "Come in and talk!"

Yasiborn immediately followed Jiang Han into the entrance.

Jiang Han then closed the study door.

This room was designed with the possibility of communicating some secret information in mind.

As long as the door is closed and the two people speak softly, no sound will be heard in the corridor.

Unless someone is eavesdropping from the second floor window.

Jiang Han said to Yasi Boer: "Have you found the formula for the potion?"

Yasiborn nodded. He took out a piece of paper filled with words from his arms and handed it to Jiang Han.

While talking about the origin of the magic potion formula: "It was a group of tomb robbers. They got these formulas from an ancient tomb, but they couldn't understand what they were.

After I got these formulas, I went to the school to find scholars who were proficient in ancient writing and asked them to translate them respectively.
To be continued...