In the countryside belonging to Baron Gustav, Russell Gustav was dressed in a white knight uniform. He looked at the mount he was riding nervously and stammered:
"Are you sure this thing won't be treated as a heretic by the church if it is really ridden out?"
The thousand-faced hunter, which is as tall as a human even when lying down, has its eyes closed, and its abnormally long tail flicks, driving the soft tail spines attached to the surface to dissipate the heat nearby.
"Of course not. It is one of the six main materials of the 'Soothsayer' sequence. It has the ability to change its own appearance, and the extraordinary animals themselves are more skillful in applying this ability than extraordinary people."
Baimen stroked this giant dragon subspecies, which was famous for its violent and cunning nature, and calmly explained:
"After all, the abilities of Extraordinaries who rely on swallowing magic potions are basically limited to changing their height, disguising themselves, and even cannot change species, but the Thousand-Faced Hunter can."
"As long as you are willing, it can take on the appearance of an ordinary horse. Unless you encounter a demigod-level Beyonder, its disguise will basically be impossible to detect."
Russell's mouth twitched, and after confirming that this extraordinary creature could really change its form, he talked about other topics.
"By the way, you said before that it would be best for me not to have too much connection with the Artisan Church, and not to let me pay attention to Zarath. Why?"
After he had been in contact with Baimeng for a period of time, although he had already identified Baimeng as a time traveler based on his ability to catch the jokes he threw out without any blind spots when the two were chatting, it seemed to be due to his own bad character.
, he still can't completely trust the other party.
Since becoming an Extraordinary through the power of the church, Russell has gained fame, wealth and extraordinary power that he could not even imagine before. Although he is a little unhappy, the Intis royal family - the Sauron family has also gained a lot in the past few days.
He began to consider restoring the original title of the Gustav family. Of course, all this was predicated on Russell's initiative to express his allegiance to the royal family.
It seems that from the beginning of our meeting, Baimen has been unwilling to let me have too much entanglement with the church. If I hadn't met him after becoming an extraordinary person, I estimate that he might have directly poured the "divineer" potion into my body.
In my mouth.
But if he doesn’t want to see the church because he is an “old man from the previous dynasty” who believes in the so-called Creator, then why did he keep me away from Zaratul? Is it because he simply regards this angel of the same sequence as an enemy, or is it for other reasons?
, if he regards Zaratul as an enemy, then apart from nagging him often, he has not used any strong means to cut off the connection between me and Zaratul...
Seeing that Baimen still looked calm, Russell suddenly felt guilty.
"This is actually a very simple truth." Looking at the face of the young man in front of him whose tone changed like a palette, Baimen chuckled. "If you are an angel who has lived for a long time, you will come into contact with a person who has just entered the seventh sequence for no reason.
The kid?"
"No." Russell silently shook his head.
"Isn't that enough?"
The strange gray-white mist emerged around Baimen again. This mysterious traveler gently pulled out of the gray mist, and various colors occupied the surroundings, slowly squirming and splicing into a brand new scene, replacing
Gustav's ordinary-style manor.
This is a cathedral that Russell is very familiar with. It is the headquarters of the diocese located in Trier, the capital of Intis.
The stained-glass windows of the church are full of praising religious paintings depicting exquisite craftsmen and strange creations. However, in more renovated places, various mechanical creations with different structures have been replaced, as well as many imaginative thoughts about the future.
Baimeng smiled as he admired these colorful window paintings with the aesthetic characteristics of the new era.
"You will soon be promoted to Sequence Six, and you will soon have the ability to truly shape creation."
The angel of unknown origin pulled in the air again and pulled out a stack of drawings. Ignoring Russell's incredulous expression, he continued:
"I know that you have prepared the design drawings of the steam engine, and even prepared more structural drawings of the products during the first industrial revolution. For a 'craftsman', this kind of ordinary creation that does not contain extraordinary power is just
It can be said to be a simple appetizer, but for this era, it is the first step to promote the development of the era and change the pattern of the world, even if the world has extraordinary power..."
Suddenly, with an angry rebuke, Russell interrupted Baimon's words and stared closely at the drawing in Baimon's hand. The brief panic flashed away and was replaced by a touch of anger.
"You're snooping into my life!"
He glanced over the artwork and suddenly realized.
"You...you don't want the steam engine to come out. Is that why you don't want me and the church to come in?"
After dispersing the historical projection in his hand, Baimen shook his head.
"Have you ever thought about how the advent of the steam engine would change the world?"
He pushed the legs of his half-worn wide-leg trousers up to his knees, and spiritually wrote a few words on the ground with his fingers.
"Since the death of the God of Death, the power of the northern and southern continents has no longer been balanced, not to mention there are other reasons that you are not suitable to know now."
"If it weren't for the existence of the Raging Sea, and if it weren't for the fact that apart from some ghost ships, there were no ships capable of supporting long-distance crossings of storms, the Southern Continent might have become a colony of the Northern Continent countries at the beginning of the Fifth Age."
"What does that have to do with me?" Russell still looked angry and didn't care.
Baimen took a deep look at him, and the young man who was still angry suddenly felt an indescribable oppression. His joints were sluggish for no reason and went against his will. His movements were stiff and drove him to turn behind him, uncontrollably.
He stared at the craftsman's holy emblem in the center of the cathedral without blinking.
Amid the strangeness that frightened him, Bai Meng continued his calm and boring sermon as if nothing had happened.
"Besides, the emergence of the steam engine will not only bring about these secular changes, it will also change the balance of religious power and even affect the Seven Gods themselves."
"Affect the Seven Gods themselves?"
Regardless of the fact that he was completely deprived of his freedom, Russell's excitement was faintly revealed in his shout.
What he did could actually affect the Seven Gods?
Although after traveling to this world, Russell, or Huang Tao, has always felt that there is a lack of reality that can touch him. Even after his daughter was born, this illusion of living in a dream only slightly dissipated when facing his daughter.
Some.
But no matter how he paralyzed himself, he could not deny the power of the true God, especially after he personally witnessed the mythical creature.
"So what you're saying is that even the Seven Gods must pay attention to the emergence of steam engines?"
Russell, whose body was still unable to move, tried hard to glance back, trying to see Baimon's expression at this moment.
"Not entirely correct." The cathedral in history is changing, and Baimon's voice is scattered in all directions.
"The emergence of the steam engine may change the current awkward position of the God of Craftsmen, help her digest the two Sequence One potions that she has not been able to digest since she became a god, complement her own state, and through the spread of steam engine technology,
Spread its own influence and change the weak situation of the church itself."
The stained windows that praised craftsmen gradually disappeared, and the broken stained glass was reorganized into patterns depicting machinery. Russell witnessed the accelerated changes in the church, and witnessed a new style replacing the existing "hammer and boiler"
", changed to the main theme of "steam engines and gears".
On the altar in the center of the church, the holy emblem belonging to the God of Craftsmen also quietly changed. After a burst of white light, it was reconstructed into a brand new symbol.
The brand new element is the steam engine that Russell is all too familiar with.
"You mean, the God of Artisans will change his name and holy symbol because of this?" Russell excitedly expressed his guess, his brown mustache trembling.
"Perhaps." Baimen released his control on the thread of Roselle's spiritual body, and the entire projection that came from history and was changed by illusion collapsed, and everything returned to reality.
In the ordinary Gustav Manor, the Thousand-faced Hunter, who changed his appearance and disguised himself as a horse, was completely ignorant of what had just happened. Russell, who had regained his freedom, rubbed his wrists, and there was still an uncontrollable feeling between his eyebrows.
The joy and longing to go down.
He knew very well that as an angel, the future he met would not be too different even if it was slightly different.
In other words, it is possible that in the future not long after the advent of the steam engine, the God of Craftsmen may indeed carry out reforms in order to change his own situation and actively change his name and holy emblem.
At that time, what should Russell Gustav be regarded by the world?
"But I still don't understand why you want me not to get too close to the church. Isn't this a good future?"
He was not very angry with Baimeng for suddenly controlling his spiritual body's thread just now.
If the other party really wants to harm themselves, it should not be as simple as squeezing an ant to death.
Listening to Russell's innocent speech, countless memories came to Baimen's mind, but after a long silence, he just uttered such a sentence with some difficulty.
"Sometimes, being too closely associated with a true God is not a good thing."
Before Russell could react, he pulled down his trouser legs and stood up from the chair while taking selfies in the dust.
"Anyway, I'm just giving you a suggestion. As for the others, you still need to choose."
He pointed at the overly docile Thousand-Faced Hunter and smiled.
"This guy is just an advance gift for your upcoming promotion to Sequence Six. I hope you won't dislike it."
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I have two days of exams and I am wondering if I should take leave...