Mystery: I, the Hermit, am too eager to improve

Chapter 154 Colin: I totally understand now!

Silver City.

As Lovia sat in her room performing her daily bedtime prayer, a familiar message popped into her mind.

This is the Hermit's contact information.

"Prepare to receive the first batch."

Did number 3 gather enough food?

Very good!

Lovia immediately got up and ran to Colin's office.

A moment later.

She knocked on the CEO's office door.

"Your Excellency."

"What's wrong?"

Colin looked up, his expression gradually shifting from casual to serious.

because……

Lovia's expression was extremely excited at that moment.

Something terrible has happened?

but.

Recently, Lovia has basically not gone out.

On the one hand, she bears a more important responsibility.

On the other hand, as an extraordinary individual who had previously ventured out alone, she needed to be observed for a period of time.

So.

There is only one possibility.

"Any news?"

Colin appeared calm, but the twirling and kneading of his fingers revealed that the usually composed chief of Silver City was not at peace at this moment.

Lovia nodded emphatically.

"Yes."

She smiled brightly.

"That person instructed me to prepare a ceremony to receive food from the outside world."

"Let's go."

Colin got up and walked quickly toward the tower.

Lovia knew.

The chief also has various emotions, but he suppresses and restrains them, making himself appear calm and composed.

Because everyone in Silver City is watching him, Colin's every move will be a signal.

We reached the top of the tower.

"Let's begin. This is the most secluded place. The rituals we've set up will isolate the inside from the outside, preserving the contents inside as much as possible from contamination."

Colin paused as he spoke.

After a few seconds, he said, "If it's contaminated, the stronger ones can try it first."

"There's no need, Your Excellency. If you want to confirm whether it has been contaminated, you can do so through that person or through His channels."

Lovia shook her head, then her expression turned solemn. "In our Silver City, every mid-to-high-sequence Extraordinary is extremely precious and cannot be attempted lightly."

Colin remained silent.

He stared at Lovia for a few seconds, then nodded slightly: "Let's begin."

Lovia took out instruments and books, preparing the altar for the "gifting ceremony" to receive supplies.

As an elder of Silver City, she was already very familiar with this set of rituals.

but.

Even when facing the hermit, she still tried her best to be perfect.

The knowledge offered in this sacrifice was also some Silver City knowledge that did not overlap with the previous ones, and I did my best to please the hermit who was extremely interested in knowledge.

Then, Colin turned around in tacit agreement.

"I'll go outside and keep watch."

Since that great being did not ask Lovia to reveal his name to him, it means that he does not want to have direct contact with Colin at the moment.

Rather than eavesdropping and upsetting that person, it's better to leave sensibly.

Standing at the door, Colin restrained his spirituality, not thinking of eavesdropping on the secrets inside.

……

Inside the room, Lovia was performing the ritual, her heart filled with unease.

A few seconds later, the words on the surrounding books gradually came to life.

The hermit watched over this place.

Lovia closed her eyes, devoutly praising the great hermit with various prayers, and dared not open her eyes to peek.

She was afraid that opening her eyes would affect the hermit's mood.

however.

The next moment, a purple light enveloped her.

The hermit summoned him?

Lovia opened her eyes and bowed respectfully.

"Great hermit, what are your instructions?"

"Don't be shy."

Roy chuckled. "I have a ritual that you can try to learn and verify. It can divert some of the toxins and pollution."

"Great hermit, what price must I pay?"

Lovia was extremely excited.

Toxins and pollution.

This is the biggest headache for Silver City.

If they can divert the pollution and toxins, Silver City will truly have hope!

"It cannot eradicate the problems of your Silver City."

Roy said, "This ritual can only protect your food from being contaminated quickly, allowing it to be preserved for a longer time."

Lovia paused for a moment, then said, "This is also a great magic that we desperately need."

"It's nothing great; it's just the creation of one of my followers."

Roy chuckled. "But it can definitely come in handy for you guys."

Those who are attached to others...

Lovia's eyes widened.

The hermit actually has followers in this regard?

I don't know if I count as one of His followers.

Lovia sighed inwardly.

Then, she gathered her thoughts and focused her attention on the present moment.

"In that case, what price should I pay him?"

"random."

Roy smiled and said, "You can ask me in person next week."

next week?

Lovia was slightly taken aback, but then immediately realized that the "favored one" mentioned by the hermit was likely one of the members of the study group.

She has already attended three study sessions.

I have gained a certain understanding of the members of the study group.

Of the four people before her, number 2 was the strongest and had the most knowledge. In the field of occultism, she herself might not even be as learned as the other party.

Also.

This person number 2 intentionally took care of the others, always sharing occult books that the others could provide with equivalent knowledge.

If he is a follower of the hermit...

That explains it.

Number 2 may seem less active than Number 1, but in reality, Number 2 is secretly maintaining the progress and pace of the secret study group, while Number 3, as the initiator, provides many ideas and steps.

For example, the newly added "Thoughts" section.

"I see."

"The first three are actually all followers of the Hermit."

"No!"

"Strictly speaking, everyone in the study group has received the attention of the Hermit, and can be said to be a benefactor, only the degree of benefactors differs."

Luo Weiya thought to herself.

She stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your gift, and thank you also to Mr. Number 2."

The hermit did not answer.

The next moment, Lovia realized that she had returned to reality.

She sat there, organizing the ritual magic she had acquired.

Lovia tapped her head, recalling some knowledge about magic and spells she had learned in the Mystic Study Group.

Its core is a spell symbol.

This symbol connects the materials, links them together, and then guides the toxins and the power of the earth—

Lovia didn't understand what a "peeping to the secrets" was.

but.

She knew about Druids and was familiar with the Earth Path abilities.

This ritual magic, in her view, was more like a spell, but it existed in the form of a pattern or symbol.

Lovia was reminded of the "crazy tree spirit" from before.

After a moment's thought, she sighed softly.

Ritual magic is feasible.

however.

Silver City alone is not enough to complete this ritual.

Because the materials involved in this spell are all auxiliary materials or related materials from the cultivator's path.

But in Silver City...

Those things are gone.

To become a farmer, one needs extraordinary traits inherited from the past, and the auxiliary materials are extremely difficult to find, almost impossible to find within Silver City.

"It seems we have no choice but to ask the Hermit for help."

Although Number 2 is very knowledgeable, he may not be able to penetrate the "seal" and infiltrate his power into the "Forsaken Land" where they are located.

Only hermits possess such power.

but.

Before that, she had to consult with the chief executive.

Lovia's gaze was fixed ahead—

The altar that was originally in front of her was now completely submerged by some strange food.

She vaguely recognized him.

These foods appear to be called "cakes".

Lovia was excited and unconsciously reached out to pick up a card, but she stopped in the blink of an eye.

Then, the woman stood up and walked to the door.

Squeak.

A soft sound.

Lovia opened the door and saw Colin sitting in the dimly lit stairwell below, guarding the only path leading to this place.

"Your Excellency."

"it's over?"

Colin stood up, his gaze calm. "How is it?"

"Please come in and have a look."

A slight smile appeared on Lovia's lips.

Colin followed him into the room at the top of the tower.

Then he saw the mountain of cakes piled up, and his usually calm and composed face showed deep surprise and joy.

Colin turned to look at Lovia, his lips trembling slightly.

Then he said, "Lovia, you succeeded."

"We have succeeded, Your Excellency. As you said, Silver City is a collective, and our unity is what has allowed us to survive until now."

Lovia smiled.

Colin nodded slightly, then exhaled.

"Let's seal them up. Once we've stored a certain amount, we can consider distributing them to the weaker children first."

"Those children need them the most."

He looked at Lovia.

Lovia said, "There's one more thing. That being gave me a ritual magic that can, to some extent, guide and infect toxins and pollution, keeping them away from this area..."

She explained the principles and specifics of the ritual.

but.

Halfway through, Colin interrupted her.

"Elder Lovia."

Lovia stopped and waited quietly for the chief to speak.

"Go ahead and do it. I believe you won't betray Silver City, and I also believe that person has good intentions towards Silver City."

"At least we didn't have a better choice, did we?"

Colin looked into the distance.

That's the direction where "The Sun" Derrick is.

Silver City naturally has another option.

but.

Currently, no matter who the great being behind them is, they have not revealed their true purpose, while Lovia has already gained some hope and benefits.

Even he couldn't help but be swayed by emotions.

of course.

It's just a tilt, not enough to give up on Derrick.

Derrick and Lovia represent two different directions, and each is a crucial presence in Silver City.

One of them might actually be able to save Silver City and bring hope to the entire city.

It's also possible that both of them are.

What I need to do...

It's about guiding them!

Colin suddenly chuckled.

"Your Excellency?"

"Don't worry, I just remembered what you said before, that the area around our Silver City is actually called the Forsaken Land, a sealed land?"

"Yes."

Lovia nodded gently.

Colin laughed and said, "It's like there's a door blocking our way, preventing us from getting out. Now we need to open that door."

"Either they drive it in from outside, or we drive it out ourselves!"

Colin's eyes focused.

Yes.

Blocking their way was a door, and in front of and behind that door lay unknown and terrifying entities.

Certainly, there are some great beings who can help them.

but.

Ultimately, they still need to forge their own path and push the door open from the inside.

They bring hope, and I will grasp that hope and open the door.

He closed his eyes.

At that moment, Colin understood his mission.

He chuckled softly.

"You continue, I'll go out and guard you. No one will bother you during this time."

"Thanks."

……

Roy returned to the mysterious temple but didn't rush to leave.

Lovia will definitely ask for help.

because.

As far as he knew, although Silver City possessed various extraordinary characteristics of the Farmer's Path, there was a significant shortage of auxiliary materials—

There was only one normal, edible plant there, and that was black-faced grass.

They will need themselves.

really.

After a while, Lovia prayed again, asking me to help convey her message that she hoped to obtain a batch of auxiliary materials for this route and that the Hermit would be able to provide assistance when the time came.

Roy agreed.

That was his goal in itself.

He had an idea—

Carrier, symbol, material.

These are the three essential elements that make up a roll, but who says the carrier can only be various types of paper?

The essence of a carrier is actually to carry "witchcraft" and power. As long as it can bear the power of materials and witchcraft symbols, it can become a scroll carrier.

For example, the walls and floors of a tall tower.

The materials there have long been affected by erosion and scouring over thousands of years, making them extraordinary and naturally the best carriers.

Roy had a gut feeling—

If this attempt succeeds, I might be able to digest a large portion of it directly.

……

The next day, Roy came to the Harvest Church.

Inside the church, Emlyn diligently cleaned and wiped the chairs, working with much more piety and seriousness than before.

of course.

He was completely unaware of it.

Roy watched from the sidelines for quite a while.

A few minutes later, Emlyn finished wiping a row of chairs with great care and focus, and only noticed Roy when he was about to move on to the next row.

He was startled.

Why are you so quiet?!

"It's not that I wasn't making a sound, it's just that you were so engrossed in wiping. What, were you feeling the mercy and greatness of Mother Goddess?"

Roy smiled.

Emlyn paused for a moment, then said, "Was I really engaged?"

"Didn't you feel it?"

"No, I just feel that doing things brings me peace, it makes me..."

Emlyn's face stiffened as he spoke.

He looked up, his face filled with frustration and despair. "Green, you have to save me! If this continues, I'll really betray the great progenitor!"

"Don't worry, trust in your own will."

"I believe it, but my belief is useless!"

Emlyn loosened the rag, sat down, and trembled. "I was so stupid, so stupid. If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have taken that damn key!"

"Yes, that key is cursed; it will lead its owner to a bad place."

Roy chuckled softly, "My friend is the same."

What happened to him?