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Chapter 44 Lord=9
The moment he realized the meaning of that string of numbers, Zhou Yun felt that many complicated numbers suddenly emerged from the depths of his mind.

These numbers weave into an ever-changing vortex, interweaving into layers of networks that entangle his consciousness and his soul.

All numbers change, all numbers are nine.
Zhou Yun resisted the dizziness in his head and leaned heavily against the wall.

Corruption, corruption from Tzeentch.

Zhou Yun was very cautious and always wanted to unravel the secrets of Nama Karl. Only in this way could he feel at ease.

But they overlooked that Tzeentch is not only a god of trickery and secrets,

Curiosity, exploration, wisdom and decryption are also His domains.

When you cannot solve the mystery of Tzeentch, you may have fallen into his corruption.
As you unravel the mysteries of Tzeentch, you too may fall prey to his corruption.

The numbers Nama Karl wrote were not corrupt in themselves, but solving the mystery of the numbers would bring corruption.
In this treacherous plan, wisdom and thinking are dangerous, while stupidity and ignorance are safe.

This corruption came so quickly and secretly because it did not come simply from the outside world, but also from Zhou Yun's own thinking.

Zhou Yun even suspected that this house had some kind of accelerated thinking ability, which was why his thoughts became clearer and clearer after he entered the house.
He was stimulated to solve the mystery of the numbers and was corrupted by Tzeentch.

Not only Zhou Yun, but also the children who studied at Nama Karl's house.
They must have solved the mystery of the string of numbers just like Zhou Yun, and suffered the same corruption.

"Fuck the blue-haired bastard." Zhou Yun cursed Jianqi bitterly.
The nerves in his brain were tense, and corruption was gradually invading his consciousness.

He saw a winged figure in the white light in the corner of his eye, fluttering its wings, blocking the invasion of the vortex-like numbers.
He also saw his feet.

In the reflection of the warp, his essence loomed.
"Zhou Yun?"

Lena looked at Zhou Yun beside her with horror.
The moment he walked out of the study, Zhou Yun froze in place, with a wave of blasphemous spiritual energy entwined in his soul.

These psychic powers kept changing and distorting, constantly pouring into Zhou Yun's body from the subspace, intertwining with Zhou Yun's soul.

It's corruption!
Zhou Yun was entangled by some corrupt force!

How could it be?! How could he be corrupted all of a sudden? Could it be Mrs. Nama?!

"He has solved the riddles left by the Lord for ordinary people and has come to know the Lord's ever-changing wisdom."

A gentle old female voice sounded behind Reina.
Reina turned her head and looked into the study.

The lamp on the desk was lit, and the white to bluish light illuminated the study.
It also illuminated the old woman with dark skin, silver-gray hair, and a light blue robe.

In her hand was a cheap black hardboard notebook with a string of numbers written in pale blue ink on the cover.
387, 420, 489.

"Nama Karl?!"

Reina read out the name of the person in front of her word by word.
Looking at the situation in front of her, she could understand.
Zhou Yun was right to be cautious. The woman who had taught her was a blasphemous heretic!

"Reina, you are still so stupid."

Nama Karl looked at Lena with pity:

"Before you entered the Upper Nest, the Lord explained your existence to me through mathematics and calculations."

“So, I decided to let you share in the Lord’s gift with me.”

"Only by solving the mystery of the Lord can you see the gift of ever-changing, but you are so dull that you can't even remember this string of sacred numbers."

Nama Karl looked at Zhou Yun behind Lena:
“He’s smarter than you are, and more cautious than you are, so he realizes the sanctity of those numbers.”

“The Lord blessed him as he realized the sublime meaning of the sacred numbers.”

It was that string of numbers. Reina felt a chill in her heart.

That string of numbers is a trap. The numbers themselves are not blasphemous, but once you decipher the meaning of that string of numbers, you will be corrupted.
Thinking, excessive thinking is dangerous.

"How dare you betray the Emperor like this!"

"Nama Karl, have you forgotten your husband? Have you forgotten your husband who died for his loyalty!?"

Reina's voice suddenly rose, and the bewitching voice with a great spiritual power surged towards Nama Karl: "You should repent!"

Nama Karl's body trembled slightly, but her face was full of regret.

"You are still so stupid, all your family are the same."

"The Emperor is but a dried corpse on his throne, immovable."

"What did he get from believing? Just impulse, ignorance, blind loyalty and stupidity."

"You blindly believed in him and even abandoned reason."

"You chase after superstitious omens, but you don't want to believe in mathematical calculations."

"My husband is as stupid as you are. His sacrifice is meaningless. Without him, the green orcs would not have invaded the Hades galaxy."

As she spoke, Nama Karl's face showed a light of reason and wisdom.
It seemed as if endless numbers were spiraling in her eyes.

“I am different. I do not blindly worship the Lord. I found the Lord through complex and rigorous calculations.”

Nama Karl opened the notebook in her hand, revealing the formulas and calculations that were so complicated that Reina couldn't understand them at all:
"Look, mathematics is so beautiful. Everything can be explained by mathematics, and mathematics is constantly changing to explain everything."

"If there is a God in the world, he must be among these constantly jumping numbers."

“I spent decades calculating, deriving, and solving, and finally found the Lord among the infinite numbers.”

Nama Karl pointed to the notebook in her hand, to the countless formulas.
At the end of all the equations, we got the same answer: 9.

The answer to all questions is nine!
"Did you see that? Reina!"

"Lord = 9!"

Nama Karl pointed at the number nine, as if he wanted to make Reina realize something, as if he was hinting at the answer to something.
She might want to use hints to make Reina guess the secret of the number instinctively, and then let Reina be corrupted.

But Reina didn't understand.

"I don't want to hear what you're saying! I don't understand it either!"

Reina's anger had reached its peak, and her eyes were almost blazing with flames.

Her spiritual energy suddenly became more powerful as her emotions fluctuated.
The air around them was as cold as winter, and Reina raised her arms and swung them down heavily.

"thunder!!!"

The lightning from the subspace cut through the entire room, igniting the papers filled with formulas and falling heavily on Nama Karl's chest.

“Scared!!!”

Nama Karl let out a wail that was not human, and her body twitched and fell to the ground:

"You actually did it!? I taught you that! When you were little! With many other kids!"

"You can't! Why should you?! Reina, have you forgotten your childhood?!"

"Traitor! Heretic! Blasphemy!"

Reina roared, and a blazing flame ignited from the subspace. Her psychic power became a heavy hammer and crushed towards Nama Karl.

Nama Karl reached out to the notebook filled with numbers, as if he wanted to get some blessings from it.

But Lena didn't give her the chance.

"Give it to me, don't move!!!"

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