Aaron put on a rare formal suit and walked out of the room.
The proprietress Adele has already prepared breakfast, with the latest newspaper beside it.
She looked at the bowler hat and cane in Aaron's hand with a slightly surprised expression: "Jack, are you finally going to get down to business?"
Formal attire is generally used for formal visits and some public occasions.
The casual clothes Aaron wore before were quite casual.
"Going to meet a friend." Aaron picked up the newspaper and explained.
Today is the day for him to meet with the ‘Historical Research Association’.
"That's good... After you came here, you neither looked for a serious job nor did you come here as a tourist. You seemed to have come here specifically to have fun."
The landlady covered her mouth and smiled softly, her brows full of charm.
Aaron took a sip of hot cocoa and began to finish today's breakfast.
As a producer of spices, the price of spices in the South Indonesian Colony is more than 10 times cheaper than that of Inves. Therefore, the cooking style here is very heavy, with spices sprinkled freely and a large amount of sugar added.
After a few bites, he felt full and started reading the newspaper.
[Governor McCall destroyed many rebel strongholds and won another glorious victory!]
The newspaper devoted an entire page to reporting on the military operation of the Governor's Palace against the rebels.
"It is said...that these strongholds belong to the 'Kumar faction' in the resistance!"
Aaron was drinking hot cocoa and reading the newspaper: "Aren't these the same people who attacked the Governor's Palace?"
"Yes, Governor McCall did a good job. I was scared to death when the Governor's Mansion was bombed."
Mrs. Adele patted her busty breasts, causing the curves to tremble.
Aaron looked away, put the newspaper on the table, and put on his hat: "It's time for me to go out..."
Good leisure time is always short, and he is already preparing to make up any excuse to move out.
Well, because of the reverse use of the spirituality of "Chi", he can control himself and prevent women from giving birth to children.
This is also the reason why there were no descendants left when he was an earl thousands of years ago.
After all, in this world, Aaron has not yet achieved true invincibility, but he does not want to have his bloodline contaminated by an evil god one day, and then reversely divine himself.
…
The taxi moved forward slowly and stopped in front of a two-story villa.
Aaron took his cane and came to the garden gate in front of the villa.
"Is this Mr. Jack Corsany?"
A butler in a tuxedo and his male and female servants were waiting at the door.
"It's me."
Aaron came to the door and was greeted by the butler with a bow.
"Mr. Cossini, my master has been waiting for you for a long time."
Under the leadership of the old housekeeper, Aaron walked into the villa and saw a scholarly man in his fifties wearing formal clothes, brown curly hair, and tortoiseshell glasses waiting in the living room.
"Welcome, Jack!"
When the man saw Aaron, he had a happy expression on his face, as if he was seeing his close nephew.
"Good day, Uncle Marcel!"
Aaron also smiled, shook hands with the other party warmly, and hugged...
This man's name is Marcel Quinn, a well-known archaeologist who is well-known in the New World.
Of course, the other party's secret identity is a member of the 'Historical Research Association', who is responsible for the intelligence and news of the New World.
"Come, let's go to the study and have a good talk. I don't know how your father and Mary are doing now."
Marcel invited Aaron into the study, asked the butler to bring coffee, and then closed the door.
He raised his glasses, and immediately a spiritual wall was released, blocking out the inside and outside.
Marcel turned around, his sharp eyes behind his glasses were slightly scrutinizing: "Although I have verified some before, I still want to confirm your identity one last time!"
Aaron nodded and pretended to reach into his arms, but in fact he took out a test tube from the 'Guardian's Treasure Box'.
In the test tube, there was a hint of cobalt blue mist.
"This...this..."
Marcel adjusted his glasses, his face trembling with an expression of disbelief.
In the end, he knelt on the ground respectfully: "Praise the guardian of the secret history, the inheritor of the ancient civilization, the great Motura!"
Masai's voice couldn't contain his excitement: "I received the oracle before... I didn't expect that the envoy of God would arrive just now. According to the order of our great Lord, we must fully cooperate with all the actions of the envoy of God."
'The Ninth Original Essence [Seal] can not only engrave marks in the spiritual world, but also has a terrifying influence on the extraordinary people in the middle and lower levels of this path.'
Looking at Masai who turned into a fanatical believer, Aaron said calmly: "Get up and tell me about your power here."
"Respect your order, Lord Divine Envoy!"
Masai stood up, thought for a moment, and replied solemnly: "Our research society is mainly developed among archaeologists and history enthusiasts. Ever since I opened the fourth essence and became a non-human, I have been committed to developing the sect and exploring
Ancient ruins, summarizing the hidden historical knowledge of the New World...Currently, we have a total of 37 members, including 1 fourth-plasma member and 8 third-plasma members..."
'Motula asked you to explore the secret history of the New World, actually to track down the clues of the 'Secret Keeper'... Of course, you don't need to know this.'
Aaron knew this very well and sneered.
And Masai became more and more excited as he spoke: "Based on long-term field visits, research, and data summary... I believe that the 'star intersection' period in the eyes of the indigenous people is about to come. In other words, the 'gate of multiple histories' will soon be
Reopen!"
"Wait a minute... what is the 'Gate of Multiple History'?" Aaron asked, not being embarrassed if he didn't understand.
Masai glanced at Aaron strangely. If Motura's aura and will were not genuine, he would have thought that this 'Lord God's Envoy' was a liar.
However, since the token was real, he began to explain: "If you want to explain what the 'gate of multiple histories' is, you must first explain the concept of 'histories'... the fourth essence of the pure 'secret' path,
They are called ‘experts in history’! They are people who study ‘histories’!”
"History is a mighty long river, and the influence and interference of some major events are key nodes in the river! If these major historical events go in different directions and have different endings, then history will also go astray.
Forming different tributaries is the concept of 'histories'."
"Only 'experts in history' can observe the changes in 'histories'... In different histories, each place may have different buildings, and each person may have a different ending."
"For example, in a certain period of history, Inves may not have colonized South Indonesia, so the villa we are in may be an indigenous thatched house somewhere, or it may be a wasteland... And I may not be an archaeologist, but just an archaeologist.
An ordinary worker, or farmer..."
"Oh, it's like a parallel world in some fantasy novels?" Aaron suddenly realized.
"How can history be such a shallow thing? The interference and branches of history involve mystery and information state, as well as changes in dimensions...how to describe that...?" Masai scratched his head frantically, and finally
He spread his hands helplessly: "Okay... it's a parallel world!"