Mysterious Tribulation

Tuesday, September 7.

Aaron rarely put on a formal suit and walked out of the room.

The proprietress, Adele, had already made breakfast, and there was a recent newspaper next to her.

She looked at Aaron's bowler hat and cane with a slightly surprised expression: "Jack, are you finally going to get down to business?"

Formal attire is generally used for official visits and some public occasions.

Aaron had been wearing casual clothes before.

"Go see a friend." Aaron picked up the newspaper and explained.

Today is the day he meets with the 'History Research Association'.

"That's good... After you came here, you didn't look for a serious job, and it didn't look like you came to travel, but it looked like you came here specifically for fun."

The proprietress covered her mouth with a chuckle, her brows filled with amorous feelings.

Aaron took a sip of hot cocoa and began to wipe out today's breakfast.

As the origin of spices, the price of spices in the southern Indonesian colony is more than 10 times cheaper than that of Inves, so the cooking style here is very heavy.

He was full after a few bites and began to read the newspaper.

[Governor McCall smashed many strongholds of the resistance army and won another brilliant victory! 】

In the newspaper, a whole page was used to report the military operation of the Governor's Palace against the rebels.

"Allegedly...these strongholds belong to the 'Kumar faction' of the rebels!"

Aaron read the newspaper while drinking hot cocoa: "Isn't this the group of people who attacked the Governor's Palace?"

"Yeah, Governor McCall did a good job. When the Governor's Palace was bombed, it scared me to death."

Mrs. Adele patted her full breasts, making the curves 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's ready to make excuses to move out.

Well, because of the reverse use of the spirituality of 'red', he can control himself not to let women give 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 been truly invincible, but he doesn't want to be contaminated by the evil **** one day, and then reverse his divination.

…

The rental carriage moved forward slowly and stopped in front of a two-story villa.

Aaron took a cane and came to the garden gate in front of the villa.

"Is that Mr. Jack Cossini?"

A butler in a tuxedo and maids 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 a long time."

Under the guidance of the old housekeeper, Aaron walked into the villa and saw a scholarly man in his fifties in a formal suit, with brown curly hair and tortoiseshell glasses waiting in the living room.

"Welcome, Jack!"

When the man saw Aaron, there was a happy expression on his face, as if he saw a close nephew.

"Good day, Uncle Massey!"

Aaron also smiled, shaking hands and hugging with each other warmly...

The man, Marcel Quinn, was a well-known archaeologist with a reputation in the New World.

Of course, the other party's secret identity is a member of the 'History Research Association', who is specially responsible for the intelligence and news of the New World.

"Come on, 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, had the butler serve coffee, and closed the door.

He lifted his glasses, and immediately a layer of spiritual wall was released, isolating the inside and outside.

Masai turned around, the sharp eyes behind the glasses had a taste of scrutiny: "Although I have verified some before, I still want to confirm your identity finally!"

Aaron nodded, pretending 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 is a hint of cobalt blue mist.

"This this…"

Marcel adjusted his glasses, his face trembling with disbelief.

In the end, he bowed respectfully to the ground: "Praise the guardian of the secret history, the inheritor of the ancient civilization, the great Mortura!"

Masai's voice couldn't hide his excitement: "I received the oracle before... I didn't expect the divine envoy to arrive now. According to the order of the great Lord, we must fully cooperate with all the actions of the divine envoy."

‘The Ninth Elemental Quality—[Engraving] can not only engrave an imprint in the spiritual world, but also the influence of the lower-level sequence Beyonders in this pathway is truly terrifying enough. ’

Looking at Masai, who had turned into a fanatical believer, Aaron said calmly, "Get up and tell me about your power here."

"Respect, Lord Divine Envoy!"

Masai stood up, thought for a moment, and solemnly replied: "Our research society is mainly developed among archaeologists and history lovers. Ancient ruins, summarizing the secret historical knowledge of the New World... At present, we have a total of 37 members, 1 of the fourth element and 8 of the third element..."

'Motura asked you to explore the secret history of the New World, in fact, to track the clues of the 'Secret Keeper'... Of course, you don't need to know this. ’

Aaron knew this well, and slandered.

And Masai has become more and more excited: "According to the long-term field investigation, research, data summary... I think the period of 'the intersection of the stars' in the eyes of the indigenous people is coming. In other words, 'multiple The door of history' is about to be reopened!"

"Wait... What's the 'Gate of Multiple History'?" Aaron asked without understanding, no embarrassment.

Masai gave Aaron a strange look, if it wasn't for the genuineness of Mortura's breath and will, he would have thought this 'Lord Angel' was a liar.

However, since the token is real, he also began to explain: "If you want to explain what the 'door of multiple histories' is, you must first explain the concept of 'all histories'... The fourth essence of the pure 'secret' path is They are called 'History Experts'! They are people who study 'History'!"

"History is a mighty long river, and the influence and interference of some major events are the key nodes in the river! If these major historical events go in different directions and get different endings, then history will also go to a fork in the road. Forming different tributaries - this is the concept of 'history'."

"The changes of 'historical history' can only be observed by 'historical experts'... In different histories, each place may have different buildings, and each person may have a different ending."

"For example, in a certain history, it may be that Invis did not colonize South Indonesia, so the villa we are in may be an indigenous thatched hut somewhere, or it may be a wasteland... and I may not be an archaeologist, but just a Ordinary workers, or farmers..."

"Oh, like a parallel world in some fantasy novel?" Aaron suddenly realized.

"How can history be so superficial? The interference and branches of history, involving mystery and information state, as well as dimensional changes... That kind of description... how do you say it?" Masai scratched his head frantically, and finally helpless. Open your hands: "Okay...it's a parallel world!"