Chapter 606: The Pretender

The spotless ground reflects the flow of people.

However, only a very few people wear a badge with such a pattern on their chests - a half-closed eye outlined by complicated brushstrokes.

The symbol of the [Silent Society].

Strictly speaking, not all people in the Outer Realm are members of the Silent Society, and even among the members, not everyone is qualified to be a clerk or a file knight.

Song Shi took a step forward.

One step into the sky.

Ignoring the stunned gazes of the passers-by, Song Shi followed the familiar feeling and turned into a red stream, shuttling on the sky track with incredible flexibility. Many people only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and the red stream disappeared.

The end of the "familiar feeling" is a museum-style building on one side of the city.

It stands there, like an invisible black hole, constantly attracting Song Shi's sight, making him fall on it at first sight - but this large building covering several acres, the flow of people around it spontaneously bypassed, as if it had encountered a reef current.

Completely unconscious.

Song Shi fell down, walked up the stone steps, and pushed open the glass door.

The warm yellow light, hand-woven blankets covered every inch of the ground, soft and sinking when stepped on, making people want to lie down and take a nap.

The walls and ceilings are made of marble, but under normal circumstances, it is difficult for visitors to see the walls and ceilings.

Rows of dauntingly high bookshelves blocked the view, and what was even more hateful was that the owners of these bookshelves seemed to have no moral conscience, and the bookshelves were scattered randomly, creating a maze scene.

Every row of bookshelves was full of books. Song Shi casually pulled out a book "Seven Supreme Sects of Donglu: Power Structure and Institutional Evolution" and found that it was actually filled with content, not just a foam block with a book cover.

Terrible.

Song Shi flipped through it a few times and was about to put the book back in its original place, but then found that just by lowering his head, the books on the bookshelf had been changed, and he couldn't find the so-called "original place" at all.

"Oh, just put it anywhere. It won't be a problem."

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind the heavy bookshelves.

"They will slowly clean themselves up."

The bookshelves began to move, and the rows of bookshelves squeezed outwards, like the sea tide parting, revealing a straight aisle.

At the end of the aisle, there were two off-white sofas, one of which already had an owner. He was a gentle man who looked about 30 years old. He put down the book in his hand and pushed his glasses up his nose.

"Mortimer Condetans." He smiled and greeted politely: "Hello, Song Shi."

"The 'pretender' of the Silent Society."

Song Shi sat down on another sofa: "I've heard a lot about you."

"Pretender? I don't mind that term." Mortimer tapped the table with his hand: "Would you like something to drink? I have tea, coffee, and fresh milk."

"Some juice."

"How about orange juice?"

Five seconds later, a spherical service robot floated out from nowhere and handed over a bottle of orange-yellow liquid.

"But I'll defend myself for the time being."

Mortimer showed the generosity of the host, watching the other party drink and smiled.

"I don't know if you have ever experienced something like this as a child, curled up in bed and shivering, afraid of the world outside the bed, and suspicious that there are man-eating monsters lurking in the darkness."

"It's a pity." Song Shi sighed: "Not at all."

"Is that so." Mortimer's expression did not change: "But for those who have experienced these things, this is the 'unknown', an 'unknown' that should not exist."

"[Revelation] is born from the exploration of the unknowable and the unknown. So you want to say that your psychic power is in this kind of 'unknown'."

Song Shi put down the cup.

"Correct."

Mortimer said slowly: "Is there a witch who eats children hidden in the forest? Apart from those psychics hiding in the forest, or those who simply pretend to be ghosts, most of the time, this is just a rhetoric to scare children to be obedient."

"But for me, if necessary, I can make a witch who eats children appear in the forest. Of course, I don't eat children, and I don't really want to see children being eaten, so I usually don't do this."

"The truth born from the false." Song Shi concluded: "This is your psychic power."

"So some people call me a 'pretender'" Mortimer is quite disappointed Shaking his head regretfully: "I am not the source of these falsehoods. I just borrowed some of the achievements of others. How can you put the responsibility on me?"

"But how come I heard that the source of your title is not only psychic power, but also related to your love of telling little lies?" Song Shi laughed: "How come I also heard that before you became a member of the Silent Society, you were a professional fraudster? You are good at all kinds of cultural relics counterfeiting, insurance forgery, and financial fraud."

"Obviously." Mortimer's face did not change at all, and he was polite: "All you said above are slanders from others."

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

"Okay, if you say it is, it is."

Song Shi pushed away the cup without a drop left: "It's time to talk about business."

"As agreed, I came here to do a test. Rachel told me that this would allow me to try those historical characters myself"

"I'm very curious."

The young man raised his eyes, and the color of the glazed glazed was clear.

"I admit that the silent person learns to have absolute authority for history, but it has reappeared a figure in history. In this case, the only thing I think of is the way, but even if it is the way, it can only be reproduced by the way. "

"There is another possibility, that is to achieve it through your spirit, you can forgive me, even if you may not be able to reproduce those most prominent characters?"

A member of the Twelve Parliament, one of the four fifth rings of the [Silent Society].

"Pseudo", Motimo Kanttus.

The other party is indeed prominent, powerful, and many means. The spiritual energy that reaches the fifth ring is also an incredible force, but it wants to reproduce those strong characters of hundreds and thousands of years ago -the simplest In one point, Motimo Concantus could never reproduce those [God Seats] who once dominated Tella.

Honestly, Song realized that there was quite confusion in his heart.

He has heard of the "historical node theory" several times in the last life. The secretary officials who have met have also expressed great appreciation to himself.

But even so, at that time, the other party only thought that "Song Zhi is likely to be a historical node", rather than now, "Song Zhi is a historical node", and he did not invite any tests.

Of course, to explain, the explanation is definitely explained.

After all, I really gave birth to it. This life has changed many things

With this group of [Revelation] strange and strange abilities, and [Silent Society], it is not unimaginable to make accurate judgments on the truth and records of the truth and records.

"Good question."

Motimo picked up the sofa pillow on the side and hugged in his arms comfortably.

"Do you need to call another cup of orange juice? Maybe you can still have some snacks, and sugar helps to be physically and mentally happy. However, what I mainly think is that I will hear the great secrets learned by the silent. It's boring ""