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Lee En had already returned home before the gas lamp in front of his house was lit.

After a quick dinner, Li En sat on the sofa and continued reading the book in her hands.

"Hey, my hormone-fueled little brother," Zoe slumped into another chair, clutching a book that looked completely different from the ones she'd read a few days ago, "you're going on a date with a noblewoman tomorrow?"

"It wasn't a date, we were just watching a show," Lee Eun said, somewhat speechless. "Don't misunderstand."

Zoe snorted, "I don't understand your thoughts, but do you think I don't understand what young girls are thinking? I've been there!"

"Sunday, King's Theatre, Don Juan, a man and a woman—these keywords combined are enough for me to imagine a whole romantic drama!"

Li En rolled his eyes. He was busy researching the mystical side of the story; where would he find the time to date?

Moreover, his interactions with Ruby were limited to a few conversations. He didn't think he was that attractive, able to make a woman of mysterious identity fall in love with him with just a few words.

"Tell me first, what is the social class of the girl you went to the theater with? A baron? A viscount?"

Seeing that Li En didn't reply, Zoe's mouth dropped open. "It can't be the Earl, can it?! You can even seduce the Earl's daughter?"

"Read a book, don't force me to kneel down and beg you," Li En glanced at the book in Zoe's arms, "What book are you reading, 'A Popular Report on Mysticism'?"

Zoe chuckled. "You wouldn't understand, would you? This is the latest popular book published by John Murray Publishing, full of short stories related to the occult, and it's very popular among the aristocracy!"

It's John Murray Publishing again.

Li En has been hearing the name of this publishing house frequently lately, whether it's the book in his hand or the books in Lin Qi's study, they all come from this publisher.

A sense of confusion arose in Li En's mind; he felt that this matter was not so simple.

Just as he was about to delve deeper into his thoughts, a sudden flash of white light appeared in his field of vision.

This is a manifestation of his being influenced by mystical forces!

Having already been attacked once before, Lee was much calmer than the last time.

"I'm too tired today, I'm going back to my room now."

With that, Li En immediately stepped onto the duplex staircase and returned to her room.

As soon as he returned to his room, Lee Eun immediately began to take on the role of an investigator.

In his field of vision, Li En discovered something very strange.

Countless sparks of light, transformed from spiritual energy, connected with each other, forming a slender thread. One end was attached to his own body, while the other end passed through the buildings, through the murky night sky, and reached the other side of London.

"What is this?"

Li En felt something was off, so she took out a silver candlestick from the bedside table and lit the last remaining candle.

As the faint light appeared, the candlelight transformed into a window through which one could observe the material world, piercing through the limitations of fate and revealing the other end of the spiritual thread to Li En without reservation.

The room was cramped and dark, with years of coal dust clinging to the walls, forming an indelible grime that made the whole room look filthy.

However, the room was not messy, indicating that although the living environment was harsh, the homeowner did not want to blend into the bad environment and kept it tidy within his ability.

In front of an old wooden dining table, a familiar person stands there, holding a note in his left hand and pressing his right hand on a smooth ring.

This person was none other than Monroe!

Li En glanced at the spirit communication disk on the table and immediately understood what had happened.

The spell he gave Monroe did work; he successfully used an anomalous object, and then, for some unknown reason, the spirit disk eventually connected to him.

"This can be considered as fulfilling one of my conjectures."

One of the main reasons Li En told Monroe about this spell was to let him test whether it was effective.

In retrospect, it has indeed been effective.

But since this "call" has connected to him, what should he do?

"Does God really exist in this world? If so, does that mean God is unwilling to help me?"

Monroe let out a sigh. At this moment, it was as if the upheaval in his family, his sister's future, and his own future had all transformed into tangible pressure, which was being imposed upon him.

He was just a young man in his early twenties, and he was already suffering from this kind of pain at such a young age. A normal person would have had a mental breakdown long ago.

If it weren't for his sister's future needing him, Li En suspects Monroe might have already self-destructed.

"Let's give him a hand; he still has an unformed label on his head."

Li En shook his head helplessly, tried to control his spirituality, and gave an answer.

Although he didn't understand how the spirit disk worked, since it was an unusual object and had a great connection with spirituality, he figured that controlling spirituality should also allow him to control the operation of the spirit disk.

Soon, countless spirits propelled the ring in Monroe's hand, marking letter after letter, eventually forming a complete sentence.

"God does not exist, but I do."

Upon seeing this, Monroe's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the scene before him.

"Who...who are you?"

Faced with Monroe's question, Lee En did indeed give it some thought.

He denied the existence of God, so he certainly couldn't call himself God.

Li En would not reveal her real name; it would be best to use a name that would make it easy for people to create a label, and even if someone investigated, it would be difficult to trace the name to her.

Combining what Professor Eli had talked about with him today, a sudden inspiration flashed in Lee En's mind.

You can call me "The Sun".

Li En, guided by her spirituality, provided an answer.

"The sun..." Monroe murmured the name, savoring its meaning over and over.

In Hermesianism, the sun symbolizes the center, unity, and monarchy.

The fact that someone on the mystical side can call themselves the sun most likely indicates that their strength is unfathomable.

Perhaps, through this spirit board, he connected with a very extraordinary being!

"Your Excellency the Sun," Monroe immediately changed his tone, becoming humble and full of piety, "I have heard that the Spirit Disc can answer all my questions. I wish to know the answer. Please bestow your grace upon me and resolve my doubts."

The psychic compass is the one that can answer questions, but what does that have to do with me?

Li En scratched his head. Since things had come to this point, he could only listen to Monroe's questions.

If he can actually answer Monroe's question, he might be able to speed up the generation of artificial labels.

"Tell me your confusion."

After receiving a definitive answer from His Majesty the Sun, Monroe took a deep breath and voiced his confusion.

"A very important friend of mine is on a path of no return, and it's highly related to the occult. I want to do everything I can to help this person. What should I do?"

A very important friend? Does that refer to Estelle? Perhaps she's just afraid to say it directly, fearing it might hint at too many clues about her identity?

Li En could understand Monroe's feelings about valuing his family. After all, his family had been destroyed, leaving only him and Estelle to depend on each other. It was understandable that he valued his sister so much.

But has Estelle also embarked on the path of the mystical?

Li En really didn't notice.

After thinking for a moment, Li En gave his answer.

"Try to 'rise'. Since you want to help someone important to you, all you need to do is walk ahead of them and pave a smooth path for them."

"You just need to keep moving forward, and there will be people around you who will be willing to help you."

Monroe pieced together the contents of the sentence word by word.

When he saw the path that "you just need to walk ahead and pave an unobstructed road for the other person," all of Monroe's confusion and worries were resolved.

That's right.

Since the other party wants to venture deep into the jungle, where there are thorns and ferocious beasts, he only needs to walk ahead, cut the thorns, and drive away the beasts for him.

He will create a safe passage!

"Thank you for your explanation, Your Excellency Sun. I am willing to offer everything as the price for receiving your answer." Monroe lowered his head, his tone becoming incredibly devout, as if he were a Catholic, and his faith was not in Jesus, but in the "Sun" before him.

The cost?

Li En couldn't think of what price he should ask Monroe for. It wasn't that he was so saintly as to help others without asking for a single penny, but judging from the state of Monroe's home, which was so poor, he didn't seem like someone who could pay any expensive price.

Manipulating his spirituality, Li En gave his own answer.

"The price is simple: I need you to make me your lifelong faith, like a believer, from now on. But you don't need to proclaim my existence; you just need to believe in me."

For Monroe, who had essentially lost everything, this cost was practically nonexistent.

Moreover, after receiving answers from the sun, Monroe developed a deep reverence for its existence.

"As you wish, Your Majesty the Sun."

Monroe nodded slightly, resting his hand on the ring, and lowered his head toward the spirit disk.

From Li En's perspective, at this moment, the new label that had appeared above Monroe's head finally took shape.

[Name: Monroe Phoenix]

[Copyable label: Believer]

[Effect: Increases the likelihood of obtaining the desired label from your followers by 50%]

Successful.

Li En's eyes flickered slightly.

A slight stinging pain in his head was a warning from fate for his attempts to explore beyond the material world.

The time it takes for fate to react has been much longer than at the beginning, which is clearly an effect of being labeled a materialist warrior.

Does a higher threshold for inspiration extend the time available to glimpse beyond the material world?

Li En came to this conclusion: whether it was piecing together paths with special labels or using them to peer into the world beyond the material realm, he needed to continue to upgrade the level of his materialist warrior label.

The effect of this label of believer is therefore very important.

This will allow him to refresh the tags he needs as much as possible!

There is still much room for improvement and manipulation.

But now, the warning of fate is at his doorstep, and he has to stop.

"The question and answer session is over."

Standing in front of the psychic disk, Monroe pieced together the contents of this passage using the text marked on the circular symbols.

"Understood, Your Excellency Sun. Thank you for your clarification."

After expressing his gratitude to the spirit board, Monroe felt the pull on the ring disappear.

He breathed a sigh of relief, removed his hand from the ring, and, feeling utterly exhausted, plopped down on the wooden chair next to him.

The old wooden chair creaked and groaned, sounding more like a scream, expressing its displeasure at Monroe's sudden application of his weight.

"I did it... I did it..."

Monroe's back was soaked with cold sweat. The cheap fabric clung to his back, giving him the sensation of caterpillars crawling all over him.

He successfully used the anomaly to make contact with a being on the mystical side!

"sun……"

Muttering the name, Monroe covered his forehead.

"Is it going up?"

He looked at the textbooks he had read when he was studying at the University of Michigan, piled up in the corner of the living room.

The textbooks were covered in coal dust, filthy, and looked like they had been dormant for some time.

Pick up one of the books, brush off the dust, and casually turn to a page. The edges of the page are dusty, but the pages themselves are clean.

He randomly flipped to a page, leaving a dark fingerprint on the clean page.

As a former earl's son, he would naturally not leave any dirty marks on the books.

But Monroe of today is no longer that glamorous aristocratic scion.

"If I also want to step into the mystical side, the contents of these books are indispensable."

Monroe muttered to himself, then gave a self-deprecating, bitter smile.

"Looks like I need to go back to my old ways."

squeak-

The door was pushed open, and Estelle came running in from the street with light steps.

"Brother! I'm back! Look what I brought back!"

She held up a bag of potatoes and a small piece of fresh mutton. Her garlic-clove-like nose was covered in coal dust, but it couldn't hide her innocent and carefree smile.

"I carried vegetables for the canteen staff, and they gave me a bag of potatoes and a piece of lamb. Come and try it!"

Seeing Estelle's excited expression, Monroe's face regained some of its normal smile.

He hung the spirit disk back on the wall, took the potatoes and mutton from Estelle's hands, and gently pinched her cheek.

Two clear finger marks appeared on Estelle's already somewhat dusty face.

May the Sun bless us.

Monroe murmured to himself.