Trafford’s Trading Club

Professor Trevor has made groundbreaking progress in translating The Book of the Dead since he picked it up from that bookstore.

According to Professor Trevor's translated collation, Wang Yuechuan knew for the time being that this book was capable of using magic, and it consisted of roughly three different chapters.

Manipulate, curse, make.

There is also the concept of “divine literature” mentioned in the book. According to the Book of the Dead, all applications are based on the application of "divine literature" - that is, the reading of “divine literature” with the correct pronunciation, and the role of the Word Spirit to construct a magical beginning, progression and end of the whole process.

The Book of the Dead does not contain much information about a true lesson in magic… only the most basic. Of course, it doesn't mean nothing at all —— for example, the magic Wang Yuechuan had tried before but had failed, there was a tutorial.

It was later known that this was the only tutorial in "Make”.

Yes, the only one.

The Book of the Dead is such a book that shows you the existence of “divine literature", with more emphasis on the use of such “divine literature", and then it is filled with the personal life of a large number of people who have written this Book of the Dead… the other side of the awareness.

“Simply put, show you a formula, and then you solve the problems with it. ”

After Wang Yuechuan's lengthy explanations to Professor Trevor, a summary immediately emerged, for which Professor Trevor was very dissatisfied - but Wang Yuechuan did not care about Professor Trevor's these.

Because with the correct pronunciation of "divine literature," he has indeed completed the only visual magic recorded in the production of the previously failed essay.

It's a wonderful and incredible touch —— from his own eyes. He was able to see the little doll that he had done using ordinary crystal powder and other ingredients, standing on the coffee table in front of him, but at the same time, he, through the doll's eyes, was able to see himself sitting on the couch.

Of course, from the doll's point of view, the clarity is somewhat unsatisfactory, as is the case with the big myopia. On the one hand, because his methods of production were not perfect at the beginning of school, and on the other, because of the low quality of the materials produced.

Also, you need to learn to manipulate the content in order to be able to really drive the action of only the big, slapping figure...

Wang Yuechuan is now essentially convinced that behind some of the heinous serial killings he has solved in the past, Cao Yuechuan must have existed as the mastermind behind the scenes - the ability gained through the Book of the Dead, and he has to do something under surveillance, such as enter the deserted, which does not seem to be a difficult thing.

Those black crystal pendants worn on the prisoner... I'm afraid that's what Cao Yu wanted? When Wang Yuechuan remembered his contact with the murderers, once the crystal was lost, the prisoners became emotionally agitated and uncontrolled.

But are these crystals natural or man-made?

Professor Trevor walked out of his own room just as he was conceived. Wang Yuechuan looked like he was wearing a coat and his subconscious frowned. “Professor, where are you going? ”

Professor Trevor shook his head and sighed: "The translator encountered a problem and wanted to go out for a walk, relax and adjust, maybe get some inspiration. ”

Wang Yuechuan nodded and did not doubt this... even if he solved the case himself, if he encountered a problem that could not be overcome, he would also try to relax himself.

“It's okay to go out, but...”

“Oh, yeah... I know.” Professor Trevor nodded and, reluctantly, pulled out the Book of the Dead from his clothes and delivered it to Wang Yuechuan.

Wang Yuechuan said softly: “I understand the mood of your translators. But I don't want it to go wrong, so I want you to understand me. ”

Professor Trevor shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "I'm expected back later in the evening, I'd like a drink. ”

Wang Yuechuan agreed to come down and Professor Trevor went straight out. Wang Yuechuan sat back where he had been and pressed his palm against the cover of the Book of the Dead.

There is no doubt that he does not have the knowledge to translate the Book of the Dead, but it does not prevent him from feeling that, when using magic, having the Book of the Dead in his hand can lead to a higher rate of success, nor is he so tired.

It may not only be as simple as a tutorial, it may even be one of the materials that use magic in itself… Wang Yuechuan believes that Professor Trevor, as a translator, will realize this earlier than he did.

Take a deep breath, Wang Yuechuan took the Book of the Dead and quietly called Professor Trevor's room door. He found the ancient book he bought from the bookstore, as well as the professor's idea of translating it into a notebook.

Since you don't have the knowledge… learn, learn as much as you can.

Wang Yuechuan is not a person who likes to rely on others, and is even more reluctant to give more control to each other.

……

Just after leaving Wang Yuechuan's residence, downstairs, Professor Trevor looked up and closed his eyes.

As someone who can translate the Book of the Dead, Professor Trevor also has his own plans - for this translator, after translating the Book of the Dead, he finds it too unfriendly for the elderly.

Even if he mastered the pronunciation of "divine literature" earlier, he could not independently complete the magic that Wang Yuechuan had completed - often failing at the last minute, even in the hands of the Book of the Dead.

Physical strength, spirit, will, even vitality, etc., seem to be one of the factors driving the use of magic… they are collectively called magic.

“Wang... you are so cautious like a stubborn snake.” Professor Trevor laughed suddenly, "Manipulating, cursing, making… but there is a fourth chapter, I didn't tell you. ”

Chapter Four - The Soul.

Professor Trevor did not have a hard time imagining that Wang Yuechuan would not always rely on it to interpret the Book of the Dead... The power described in the book is so subversive.

Faced with the temptation of this power, Professor Trevor doesn't think Wang Yuechuan can resist... no one can resist.

“Just study my notes...”

The professor called a taxi and went to a clearing house, where a man was quietly drinking in a dark corner - translating anywhere early, and the information in the book was recorded in electronic devices.

Rather than coexisting with Wang Yuechuan, we often have to worry about this venomous snake. Instead, this place can make Professor Trevor's mind clearer.

“The soul can be immortal or even immortal… as long as a new shell can be found…" teaches a man to mutter to himself and watches the tablet on his hand release Buddhist magic.

His phone suddenly rang and interrupted his mind. The professor frowned, but took a look at the name on the call display and finally adjusted his mind.

“Hello, Tom.” Professor Trevor callously called out the other's name - this is a friend of his and a lawyer.

“Trevor, I've got everything you asked me to do, and I'm almost done confirming it.” Tom said quickly, "But old friend, are you sure you want to do this? Your wife and son are very opposed to you. If they say you're lonely, they might go to court to sue you! ”

“These belong to me personally, and I do whatever I want without worrying about them.” Trevor whispered.

“Well... I've made all the loans you can find for your property, your deposits, all the insurance, etc.... According to you, it's just a private borrowing, no matter how heavy the interest, for as long as the maximum amount, it's about $5.7 million. ”

“Got it.” Professor Trevor and Tom immediately hung up after a brief statement.

Soon after, there was another call with a different name -- another banking experience that Trevor knew.

“Hello Professor Trevor, we have approved your mortgage...”

And then there's the press call, "Professor, are you sure you want us to buy all your copyrights permanently? ”

A phone call… In the shortest possible time, this professor with status has turned into an economic fraudster.

Finally, Trevor made a phone call and said slowly: "Mr. Liu, I think we can talk about that black diamond you have in hand again. ”

“Yes, when? ”

“How about in three days? ”

“Three days? I have a lot of buyers on hand. I'm afraid I can't wait for you. ”

“Mr. Liu, I believe my price will satisfy you, no one else will be more than me. ”

“Two days, only two days! ”

“Deal. ”

……

……

Club.

“... upstairs, on the second floor, you can enter as you please, except for the owner and my room. There's another room on the second floor that's working at this time, so don't bother.” The maid is explaining something to Dae-chul, "and the negative floor is the inventory and the master's study, which cannot be accessed without the master's permission. ”

Dae-chul nodded and silently wrote down the rules here - not much, except that he couldn't betray his boss, which seemed very relaxed, and the Dark Soul Messenger had considerable freedom.

“What about the negative second floor?” Dae-chul asked curiously.

Unight Colorful: “Negative two floors, only the master can enter. Any messenger, including me, would be in danger if he came close. Remember that. ”

“Clear." Dae-chul nodded, suddenly asking, “Am I going to greet another Dark Soul Messenger? ”

By the time she said that, the maid had taken Daechul around and arrived in the kitchen.

At this time, the maid is placing food on a delicate bird cage plate that Daechul can't even name, none of which is like a work of art.

“Nine is in the process of carrying out his mandate, and I am afraid he will not return for a short time. As for the 18th, because of the freedom, maybe you'll see it tomorrow, maybe in a long time.” Yu Night calmly said: “As for the shady one upstairs, you might try shouting at him now. Apart from that, these Dark Soul Messengers of Nos. 1, 666, etc. are on vacation... and, by the way, the 666 should be ending soon. Have a chance to meet again. ”

“666?” Dae-chul was stunned and surprised that the Black Soul Messenger was able to reach the number 666, while also throwing up the number 666 - a country with deep feelings for 666.

Night picked up a tray of meals and teapots and smiled slightly: “This number seems to have some interesting implications here. But in the West, it means something else… of course, it's just an artificial definition, and you don't have to worry too much about it. ”

Dae-chul nodded and said, "Well, can I help you? ”

“No, wait for the master's job, I'll do it.” Yu Night calmly said: “Don't learn the mind of the one upstairs. ”

Dae-chul looked at Yu's back and rubbed his chin, wondering what he was thinking. But he didn't pause long enough to chase him out.

After a mirrored decoration on the corridor, Daechul looked consciously at it - after becoming the Dark Soul Messenger, he regained his youthful appearance.

……

“Has it all been introduced? ”

“Well, I know all about it.” The maid dropped a hot cup of tea in front of the boss, "the master went out and brought back a new black soul messenger… and someone who could still use Zhanlu. Since the death of the ambassador who crusaded the use of Zhanlu a hundred years ago, it has been unable to find suitable users. Is the master preparing for this? For Penglai...”

Rochu just laughed and didn't answer.

He suddenly opened his palm and a little fluorescence came out of his palm.

The fluorescence slowly rose, before Yunight's eyes, the fluorescence and her blue eyes crossed each other, the maid subconsciously said: "Beautiful thoughts. ”

“Yeah.” Rochu laughed, "but it would be a shame to sacrifice it. ”

“But the altar will love it.” Unight laughed.

Boss Lo, at this point, the other palm of his hand also shows a bunch of laurels - like fresh picks, delicate and fragrant.

Unight blinked.

And you see these laurels begin to spread in your master's hands, and gradually they turn into a mercury-like color, and a tiny piece of silver laurel begins to line up, and you end up with a tiny, beautiful hairpin.

Floating fluorescence now blends into this hairpin, giving it a touch of color.

Rochu held the new hairpin in his palm, and then he said softly, “Well, would you like it? ”

“Favorite. ”

Please, please be my master forever and ever... OK?