From Prisoner to Si Chen

Chapter 264 Changes

The next day.

Jilan went out alone early in the morning, first going to the Triumph Building.

He relied on his status as the leader of the committee and took advantage of his authority to apply for a new legal imperial resident identity certificate for Black Sandpiper.

Because "Weiner Zimmerman" has died in Brak City and lost his identity certificate.

Such documents are essential if you want to act within the empire. Otherwise, it is very likely that you will be arrested and interrogated as an enemy spy or a smuggler, which will only cause more trouble.

Gillan also specially filed a piece of information with the committee, marking the person "Weiner Zimmerman" as his personal development esoteric spy.

The roots are bright and the sprouts are red, with no flaws.

Except for Chairman Parra, no one could find this record. But this is such a small thing, I'm afraid Pala Celsus won't even look at it.

Jilan's move was purely a casual move.

After obtaining his identity certificate, he walked down to the archives room on the 74th floor and was allowed to enter after showing the team leader's gold badge.

He looked from one cabinet to another, carefully checking out confidential intelligence and information about esoteric sects, secret societies and mysterious forces.

After secretly establishing the secret society "Hand of Dawn", as the leader of the secret society, Gilan gradually changed his mentality and treated everything in the mysterious field more seriously and meticulously.

He must have sufficient understanding of esoteric religions and secret societies and learn from their experiences in order to contribute to the smooth development of "Hand of Dawn".

Especially because the "Hand of Dawn" is different from other large forces that often have hundreds or thousands of members. It is a small secret society with only five people. No step can be wrong.

It was near evening that Gillan left the Triumph Building.

He once again took advantage of his position and drove a "official car" and returned directly to his rental apartment in North Muse.

On the way, I also packed some dishes at a high-end restaurant with a good reputation.

It was five o'clock when we got back to the apartment.

It was getting dark.

The lights in the living room were on, and Black Sandpiper was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the living room, meditating hard.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes and stood up quickly.

"Mr. Hongxiao."

"Come and get something to eat."

Ji Lan smiled slightly, carried the paper bag in his hand to the restaurant, took out the food and drinks inside one by one, and placed them on the table.

Black Sandpiper Weiner strode over, looked at the food and smiled, saying:

"Practice time always goes very quickly, and before I know it, it's evening... I haven't even eaten lunch, and I happen to be a little hungry."

Wait for the two of them to sit down.

Jilan lamented:

"It stands to reason that since you have been reborn, a celebration banquet should be held for you. But now we can only eat some packaged food, which is a bit rudimentary..."

"Don't say that, Mr. Hongxiao."

Black Sandpiper said solemnly:

"Now that the secret society has been established, everything should be low-key. This dinner is the best celebration!"

Gillan hummed.

He took out four more things from his pocket and placed them on the table.

A blue-gray imperial resident identity card, a shiny short-barreled revolver, a box of ammunition and five "100" gold foil banknotes.

The revolver was the Colt he eliminated, and it happened to be given to Black Sandpiper for self-defense. Sometimes, guns are not meant to be fired, but to intimidate.

This is often more convincing than words.

After taking out 500 Caesars, Gillan's net worth was still 5,315 Caesars.

"You have all these things for your convenience."

Gillan pushed everything in front of Black Sandpiper.

The latter was startled at first, and then his eyes became moved.

But he didn't show any pretense and directly accepted his identification, short-barreled revolver and belongings.

Because Black Sandpiper also knows that these things are indeed necessary when he goes on the road alone.

"Thank you." Black Sandpiper said solemnly.

"Let's chat while we eat." Ji Lan waved his hand. "I'll tell you more about the recent information about the 'Ascetic Sect'..."

"good."

Immediately afterwards, the two of them ate the already cold food and talked about their next plan.

Gillan paraphrased some information found in the committee archives today for Black Sandpiper.

In recent times, the "Ascetic Sect" has been active in the western part of the empire, mainly in the states of Dussel, Dort-Doro and Essenmond.

The last time it appeared was half a month ago.

“You can first take the train out of Museciti, and then go all the way west to visit those three states.”

Gillan made his own suggestion.

Black Sandpiper looked thoughtful, then nodded.

"Okay. I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

…

late at night.

Black Sandpipers went to the second berth to rest.

Gilan was still practicing alone on the sofa in the living room.

He first closed his eyes and meditated as usual.

But after one round, Jilan realized something was wrong.

Because my efficiency in tempering my gnosis was inexplicably much higher!

'Um? ’

Gillan was surprised.

He suppressed the confusion in his heart, and then began to absorb the elements of the universe to color his spirituality.

Something even more surprising happened to him.

Under the spiritual vision, in addition to the scarlet light spots, there were also many blue particles, both of which were absorbed into his body.

‘Am I compatible with the water element? ! ’

Ji Lan opened his eyes suddenly and his pupils shrank.

He found that the efficiency of his spiritual dyeing had also improved a lot, almost doubling!

After pondering for a while, Gillan thought of a possibility——

‘Is it because of the Black Sandpiper? ’

Gillan took a deep breath.

'After the Soul Kingdom officially accepted him as a vassal, the efficiency of his practice was superimposed and fed back to the king...that is, me? ’

He thought it was very possible.

After all, "Bailan" can always break the iron laws of mysticism and create some incredible miracles.

'If this is the case... when I find two more "Kingdom Brands" and become vassals to Mr. Stork and Miss Seagull, how fast will my cultivation be? ’

Gilan thought to himself, implying expectation.

This incident was a pure surprise.

He suddenly thought of what Miss Payton said to him when he met the three apostles in the "Withered Garden" when he sailed to the Dream Sea not long ago...

It is impossible for humans to be compatible with the four elements of the universe at the same time.

Except this man, he is not human.

Except for the "noonday dawn" Omer in July.

'So...if my guess is right, then combined with Mr. Stork's earth element and Miss Seagull's air element, I will have the same physique as Omer? ! ’

The more Gillan thought about it, the faster her heart beat.

That indescribable surge of emotions.

He didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but judging from the results, it would be a great thing.

Because the most intuitive manifestation is that his practice efficiency will increase several times!

Reaching a shocking level!

And the ultimate spiritual stability will be several times that of a single element, or even stronger!

Because there was no specific case to refer to, Gilan was unsure.

"Hiss..."

Gilan took a deep breath to calm down.

He calmed down and forced himself into a state of practice.

…

After a round of practice.

Gilan turned off the lights in the living room and returned to the master bedroom in high spirits.

He lay on the bed but did not fall asleep.

Instead, close your eyes and start thinking about your own "anchor" nature, and review the relationship between id, ego and superego.

‘The next essence of level 2 “actor” is level 4 “makeup artist”...'

""Anchor" is the new essence that I deduced through "Banlan", so if you want to continue to follow your own path, you must continue to deduce it..."

‘So regarding the secret information about “makeup artist”, we have to prepare for a rainy day. Perhaps we can start with Lady Crow? ’

Guilan's mind was racing with thoughts.

His thoughts sometimes thought about this, sometimes he thought about that, and he was unrestrained and unconstrained.

'The id is human instinct, desire, and the original driving force; the self is the master personality composed of experiences from childhood to adulthood, and embodies the judgment of right and wrong based on three views; the superego is the ideal image of perfection, which is responsible for The self and the id carry out certain limitations, constraints and corrections...'

Think of this.

Gillan couldn't help but construct a scene in his mind that could roughly explain the relationship between the three.

"Xiao Mei" and "Xiao Shuai" went on their first date.

Xiaoshuai's ego drives him to want to sleep with the other person and to take Xiaomei as his own.

But he told him that he could only think about this kind of thing, but not say it, otherwise he would be a bastard.

During the subsequent dates, Xiaoshuai was polite and gentlemanly, but because he got too excited while talking and laughing, he accidentally said, "Your breasts are bigger than my grandma's papaya."

At this time, his superego will quickly correct himself and judge that his behavior is inconsistent with the ideal perfect image.

As a result, Xiaoshuai will instantly feel annoyed, wondering how he could be so rude, and then apologize again.

This simple scene restores the interaction between the id, ego and superego...

Gillan also has a deeper understanding of "anchor".

…

The next day.

October 10th.

Early in the morning, Black Sandpiper declined Gilan's farewell and embarked on the journey alone.

Shortly thereafter, Gilan also received a message from Maiev:

Chairman Parra had an urgent call, and the two immediately went to the central triumphal area.

With Maiev driving and Jilan carrying him, they rushed to the Triumph Building immediately and took the elevator straight to the 70th floor.

As soon as I entered the chairman's office.

Then he saw the white-haired old gentleman standing upright by the window, holding a white cane in one hand and a cigarette in the other, with his back to the two of them, looking at the scenery in the distance.

"You are here."

Chairman Parra turned around slowly, with a familiar smile on his face.

"Get ready and come with me to the Sifang Palace later to meet with the Head of State."

"Meet the Head of State?!"

Gillan and Maiev were both shocked.

Parra nodded and put out the cigarette in the glass ashtray on the windowsill.

"The empire attaches great importance to the issue of the 'Nightmare Monument'."

Parra said softly.

"According to the tradition of previous years, the head of state will meet every new 'gravedigger' to express encouragement in person."

"Yes, Chairman."

Maiev took a deep breath, her face tense.

"Don't be nervous. The Head of State is a very kind person in private. You will know when you meet him later."