Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 223 Peeping at the True God
The banquet held under incandescent lights not only represents the progress of the times, but also represents a lot of money and wealth.

In just a few hours, Lewis met many nobles and businessmen who were interested in alternating current. He signed cooperation contracts for alternating current with a smile. Each contract meant a considerable sum of money to him.

The smell of alcohol gave people a headache. It was not until late at night when the nobles and wealthy people left one after another that Lewis withdrew from the banquet.

His body was lying on a large bed in a luxurious hotel, but his spirit had already reached above the gray fog, facing the tall light gate and the endless gray fog.

“There are so many things that make me feel strange. I need to use divination to answer these doubts and find the next path.

However, at present, my theft of the Sun God's blood will not be investigated by the Church of the Eternal Sun, and the descendant of the Sauron family helped me conceal this matter."

Lewis tapped the golden nanmu tabletop lightly. In his hand, he already held a silver fountain pen with intricate patterns. This silver fountain pen wrote on the parchment:

"The relationship between the God of Steam and Machinery and me..."

Klein had done divination many times before. Above the gray fog, even if he was only at Sequence Nine, he could still briefly catch a glimpse of the true God, but it would cost him a considerable price.

Now, Lewis is Sequence Six, and he feels that he should be qualified to predict things at the True God level.

Of course, he was just relying on his own characteristics to play the edge ball. If he really tried to divine the true God himself, it would definitely not be that simple.

Lewis relaxed his body and leaned back on the golden nanmu chair. He closed his eyes and saw pure white in front of him.

Passing through this pure white, a picture gradually appeared before my eyes:
Steam engine, airship, difference engine, guns, ironclad ships.

The products of the steam age were presented before his eyes in an intuitive way. At the end of the picture, an incandescent lamp was lit, emitting the brilliant light of civilization.

The scene changed, and Lewis saw himself walking on a long silver river. His palm stretched out towards the civilized scene above the river, and gradually touched the electric light...

The pure white in front of his eyes began to fade. Lewis supported his chin with the back of his hand and interpreted the divination results above the gray fog.

“The silver river should symbolize the non-existent torrent of destiny, the painting of the civilized era symbolizes the god of steam and machinery, and my figure finally walks into the picture and touches the incandescent lamp, representing the interweaving of the two.

In other words, the God of Steam and Machinery is trying to bind my fate to Him, and He is protecting me!"

Suddenly, a silver-white light shone on Lewis' body, which enveloped him and immersed him in a comfortable atmosphere.

Then, Sefirah Castle suddenly trembled, and a huge tentacle stretched out from behind the gray fog that was out of sight. The tentacle came into contact with the light, and then both disappeared.

The light in Lewis' eyes faded, and he realized that the digestion of the potion had reached a critical value, and even reached the standard for taking the "Winner" potion.

"The key point of digesting this stage of 'Disaster Priest' is to peek into fate, but not just into one's own fate. More importantly, through one's own fate, one can learn about the fate of those around one."

He already understood the reason why the potion was digested so violently. Even though what he had just glimpsed was only a glimpse of the fate of a true god, it was enough for him to complete his role.

After all, the weight of a true God far exceeds that of thousands of ordinary transcendent beings.

As the digestion of the potion was about to be completed, Lewis' mind became active again, and he thought of Mandy Harvey again.

"I need to inquire about the progress of the four servants. If a Sequence 0 can be born among them, I will have the power to seize Sealed Artifact 08-. However, Ince Zangwill's existence is to stimulate Klein's growth. I wonder if the goddess is willing to give me this opportunity..."

Using his spiritual power to wrap himself up, Lewis sank under the gray fog and returned to the room. On his right hand side, there was a pitch-black bell.

……

Early in the morning, when it was just dawn, Lewis was already sitting at his desk, writing a letter with a fountain pen.

“Have you made any progress in these few months?
Please tell me your current strength.

In addition, if you have any questions, you can try to consult my follower, he is my spokesperson, his contact information is..."

After printing out the letters using a printer, Lewis rang the bell, sent the four letters away one by one, and waited for the servants' replies.

"Mr. Azik said before that he went to the Southern Continent. I wonder how much of his memory has been restored now, and to what extent has his strength recovered?
No matter what, Mr. Azik is one of the main forces in seizing Sealed Artifact 0-08, and his help is indispensable."

Lewis sat back at his desk again and wrote a letter to Mr. Azik:

"Dear Mr. Azik:
I haven't written to you for a long time. I wonder if you have recovered some of your memories in the Southern Continent and to what extent.

If it's convenient, you can talk to me about these things. I seem to have heard some things related to you recently, which may be able to help you.

The reason I wrote this letter to you is because I have some news about Ince Zangwill, the murderer who stole your child's skull. He is hiding in the shadows of Backlund and seems to be trying to plan something.

Although I haven't been able to find Ince Zangwill yet, I think it's only a matter of time.

Your eternal student - Lewis Harvey."

After folding the letter and putting it in the envelope, Lewis blew the Azik copper whistle.

A chilly feeling came over me, and then a gigantic skeleton messenger emerged from the ground, with two balls of ghostly fire burning in its eye sockets.

The skeleton messenger looked down at Lewis, then leaned down and stretched out his claws towards Lewis.

“It seems that the messenger summoned this time is not bad-tempered, which is really a happy thing.

I used to envy Mr. Azik's messenger, but now I have Miss Elana, who is also an excellent messenger, except that she can't be used to block knives."

Lewis watched the messenger turn into an illusory fountain of bones, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. At present, it seems that Miss Elana is the most suitable messenger for him.

The next thing to do is to advance to Sequence Five. To advance to Sequence Five, one needs to find a stable "lucky person", and then keep a certain distance from this "lucky person" and look for an opportunity to take the potion.

Just like a charlatan, this opportunity may appear at any time, or it may not appear for several months, so it requires enough patience.

"I need to consult Blau on how to find a 'lucky person' and what conditions this 'lucky person' should meet. This is related to my promotion plan."

(End of this chapter)