Chapter 134 'The Devil and the Electric Guitar Operation Guide'
When I woke up, I saw the familiar high ceiling again, opened the curtains, and saw the familiar green field and sunshine again.
Boluogo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in hospital clothes. He had been in a gloomy and gray place for a long time, and he couldn't get enough of the bright scene in front of him no matter how he looked at it.
This is the seventh day that Boluogo has stayed in the border nursing home. Logically speaking, his immortal body should be insulated from the hospital. However, after recovering, Rachel rejected her application for discharge, and she did not give a clear explanation.
The reason is just to conduct some tests and blood draws on myself every day.
Boluogo felt that this should be the meaning of the Field Service Department. Looking back now, what he did on the stormy night was really nonsense. He eradicated a wave of gangs that affected the security of Opos and killed another holder.
The believer with the secret sword blocked the mountains of Philosopher's Stone...
With the Order Bureau's style of conduct, there may be endless interrogations waiting for him, and he must not be able to hide the fact that he made a deal with the tyrant.
Conspiracy with the devil should be the most unacceptable thing for the Bureau of Order. Thinking of this, Boluoge shook his head in distress.
But the strange thing is that after staying here for seven days, the interrogation team from the Order Bureau has not come. Everything is peaceful. Nurses bring three meals every day and ask for help. In addition to being unable to leave the border sanatorium, Boluogo feels
It's like I'm on vacation.
This was house arrest, Bologna knew.
Boluogo's mentality is quite good now. Just like Palmer said, after he woke up, he felt much happier.
In order not to waste his training time, Boluogo also entrusted the nurses to borrow some books for him. The nurses were also very efficient in their work. They put forward the request in the morning and delivered the books to Boluogo in the afternoon.
Sitting on a chair nearby, Boluogo flipped through these heavy books, and one troublesome name flashed before his eyes one after another.
""Alchemical Metals and Heat Treatment", "Aether and Sublimation", "Discourse on Gold"..."
Bologg read out the name of the book softly. He had tried to understand the contents of the book, but no matter how studious Bologg was, the obscure words in the book still destroyed his confidence within half an hour.
From the inner pages of the book, you can see the name of the author and the department he belongs to. They were integrated by the alchemists of the sublimation furnace core and are the teaching materials inside the sublimation furnace core.
Boluogo is not an alchemist and has very little understanding of this knowledge. It is normal that he cannot understand it.
Many books in the Bureau of Order were written by employees themselves, such as "Characteristics and Distinctions of Mysterious Schools" circulated within the Field Service Department, which summarized the experiences of countless predecessors and paved the way for those who came after.
Boluogo still remembered that when he went to borrow books before, the old librarian said while handing him the books.
"You young people are really living in a good era. In my era, knowledge is gold. No one will tell you these things. Everyone needs to explore for themselves... It's better now. You can learn it by just reading a book.
That expensive knowledge is poured into my brain.”
Bologo was deeply touched by the old man's words. The Bureau of Order has established a very complete system, from which you can easily find what you need.
It feels like going to "Ninghua University", except that in this school, while you are studying, you also have to go out for internship.
Picked up another book, the title is "Basic Alchemy Materials Illustrated Book". This book describes some common alchemy materials in detail. Judging from the notes on the inside pages, this is a popular science book written by Sublimation Furnace Core for other departments.
From this book, Boluogo found an alchemical material called iron lacquer. If his guess is correct, this should be the one used by Thorndike at that time.
Thinking of this, Boluogo thought of the shining golden girl. Unfortunately, he hadn't seen her in the past few days, as if she was just an illusion.
Boluogo didn't think too much. He put down the "Illustrated Manual of Basic Alchemy Materials" and picked up another book.
The cover of the book is made of jet black cowhide, and the octagonal corners of the book cover are equipped with copper-yellow metal protective corners. Compared with other books, this book is obviously much more valuable.
Bologna remembered that he had not borrowed the book, but the nurses just sent it over. Bologna thought they had sent it by mistake, but the nurses insisted that they had sent it by mistake.
This made Boluogo feel a little confused. The Library of the Bureau of Order also implemented strict rights restrictions, and certain books could not be borrowed without certain rights.
But at the moment, it’s not that Boluogo has insufficient authority, but that the required authority is not marked on this book at all, which is obviously against the regulations. Within the Order Bureau, they even mark the authority level on the menu of the cafeteria.
Ermo always thought that people with higher authority may have better food, and he even shouted in the cafeteria that this was discrimination.
His eyes were a little hesitant. Bologo didn't know whether touching such unknown books would violate any regulations, but thinking that he had already made a deal with the tyrant, and that the penalty would be increased and so on, he didn't care.
The title of the book is gilded, and combined with the overall serious style, this book seems to be some kind of secret book. But looking at the title, Boluogo's mood was a little hard to describe for a moment.
"The Devil and the Electric Guitar How-To Guide."
Yes, this is the name of this book. Bologg remembered that the author of the book has the right to name the book, but everyone's names are not academic, but the style of painting changed suddenly.
Borrogo thought that the author of this book must be an interesting guy. Out of curiosity about the devil in the title, Borrogo opened the book.
"Nathaniel Vaole."
Bologg whispered, this was the name of the author of the book, it sounded familiar, but Bologg couldn't remember who it was.
The content of the book is just like the title. It tells many examples of transactions with the devil, such as the birth of the devil, the weirdness of the debtor, and the tricky contract objects.
There is actually a part of the electric guitar instruction manual, and the most ridiculous thing is that this guy actually included a few pages of music scores.
This made Boluogo's reading sense very absurd. He finally read it seriously, and what followed was an inexplicable and wonderful score.
However, the content described in it indeed exceeded Boluogo's knowledge. One bloody example after another made his understanding of the devil a little deeper.
So far, Burlogo's understanding of the devil basically comes from what Jeffrey told him when he joined the company, but in this book, the author expanded those contents.
"The devils seem to be bound by their own rules, which I classify as three laws."
Every intelligence and incident related to the devil would arouse Boluogo's vigilance and attention. He still remembered what the tyrant said at that time.
In this metropolis full of desire and madness, there is far more than one person like him.
This sentence is easy to understand. More than one devil exists in Opos. When he thinks of this, Boluogo feels a biting chill. He and the devil live in the same city. No one knows what kind of devil will do it.
The form appears. Maybe a passerby you encounter when you go out in the morning is a wandering devil?
Evil is everywhere and follows us like a shadow.
"First, devils obey absolute equality of value."
This Boluogo knew very well that when the tyrant saw him, he said these words directly and openly, and in the wandering fork in the road he sheltered, the people there also obeyed such rules.
"Second, devils will not directly interfere with this world."
When reading this sentence, Boluogo remembered what Sere said to him. Debtors are different from demons. Demons are scraps that have been drained of value, while debtors are the tentacles of the devil.
Each debtor seems to have a vague mission, waiting for the devil to deal with them. When he comes to find them again, he will become the devil's minions to influence the course of the world.
"Third, devils cannot change what has already happened."
Boluogo's eyes froze. He knew the first two laws, but this was the first time he knew about the third law.
The writer wrote down these three laws categorically. In his opinion, this should be the absolutely correct truth. However, this third law made Boluogo think deeply.
In Boluogo's opinion, the devil is omnipotent, and he and the group of undead are the best proof.
It seems that there is nothing that the devil cannot do in this world, whether it is breaking mountains and cracking rocks, or moving seas and creating land, if there is enough value, it is not impossible even to freeze the stars.
Boluogo was lost in his own thoughts. He suddenly froze and whispered repeatedly.
"Sufficient value..."
Extremely terrifying conjectures arose in Boluogo's mind. For a moment, he even put down his books and sat on a chair with a blank look.
The devil cannot directly interfere with this world. In fact, to put it another way, if no one makes a wish to him, will he be unable to do anything?
Once this idea arose, it burned in Boluogo's mind like wildfire.
With Boluogo's knowledge, he dismantled the power of the devil and put aside all the weirdness and conspiracies. He was surprised to find that the devil was actually a wish-making machine with self-awareness.
People make wishes to the devils, and the devils respond, so they can wield that terrifying power. But when no one needs the devils, the devils can only hide in the shadows, waiting for the next person to ask for extravagant wishes.
A hateful being who possesses power but is bound by it.
Yes... that's why the devil is so cunning and evil. Maybe sometimes people's wishes are distorted and go astray. It's not that the wishes will become like this, but that the devils find their way under the constraints of power and strict rules.
Gaps, done on purpose, steer things in the direction the devil desires.
Then it is easy to understand that the debtor is gifted by the devil. The debtor is the only one who can circumvent the rules, act on behalf of the devil, and directly interfere with the existence of this world.
The devil is the imprisoned prisoner, and the debtor is the agent outside the prison.
Boluogo felt that every nerve in him was screaming, as if he had touched some kind of secret that he should not know. The book closed in front of him, with its dark cowhide cover, was twisting and squirming for a moment.
The black book cover was like a small black window, with even darker tar pouring out of it. They crawled and overflowed, as if they were alive. Boluogo wanted to get up and move, but found that he could not move at all.
This is a conspiracy. Why did I guess this at this time? The reason for all this is because of this book. This book is not on my borrowing list at all. It seems to be a book sent by fate.
The severe cold almost completely froze Boluogo's blood and bones, and even his heartbeat began to gradually weaken. Boluogo was an immortal, but at this moment he actually felt that he would really die and would no longer die.
wake up.
"Bologo?"
The sudden shout shattered the shackles of the world, and the coldness and death receded like the tide.
Boluogo's eyes were a little dazed. He tried to move his fingers and found that he had regained control of his body. Everything that was weird just now seemed to be just his illusion.
"P...Palmer?"
Turning his head, Palmer looked at himself sleepily and stretched out his hand to scratch his belly.
"You woke up so early. Do you want to have breakfast?"