Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

Although just doing what you say is a good quality, if you are going to do a big project that consumes a lot of manpower, material resources, and financial resources, it is best to plan in advance to avoid being stretched at the time, or running into other important matters.

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So after returning from Abraham's mansion, Thoth began to energetically draw up plans for the coming year, the industries he planned to get involved in, the funds that needed to be invested, the relationships that needed to be smoothed out, and the threats that he must be wary of... It was better than living in his head.

Once, writing it once with a pen will make Him more at ease.

Just when he was halfway through writing, there was a knock on the study door.

"Come in...it's you, little Yelena, you look really good in this outfit."

Yelena occasionally comes to the North to spend the New Year. She wears the traditional attire of the North, a small rat skin cape and a long-sleeved wrist dress. Compared to smooth silk and brocade, cold-proof cotton products and leather are more popular in the North.

products, but this does not detract from people's ingenuity in clothing - in addition to fruits and vegetables, the greenhouses also plant plants that can be used as dyes, such as madder, polygonum, hematoxylin and so on. Although the texture is not that smooth, the color is always

It is very bright and complements the spirit of the people in the north who are working hard.

Speaking of which, you can also plant some mulberry trees, which can be eaten and used to dye cloth. Thoth couldn't help but think about it. The trunks can be used to plant fungus, and the leaves can also be used to raise silkworms... It can be said that the whole body is full of treasures.

"Hey, thank you, look at this lace - the sisters from the Women's Association helped me sew it on!" Yelena turned around, and the hem of her skirt bloomed like a flower.

"Did you get up so early to work?"

"Actually, I didn't sleep at all...but you got up quite early, it's not even seven o'clock yet."

Thoth put the pen in the ink bottle. "Oh, I forgot, you are a mythical creature." Yelena turned behind his chair and put her hands on his shoulders affectionately, "Although you have many things to do, but for the sake of

Since today is the last day of the year, would you be kind enough to have breakfast with me?"

Alas, it’s the last day of the new year. Thoth secretly sighed. This year has been really ups and downs. So many things happened in just a few days. There was even a meeting after the fire. Under normal circumstances, it would have been necessary.

A lot of preparations were made, but the situation was urgent, and the people attending the meeting were all brought to the meeting by apprentices - there is a saying that Abraham is really a convenient means of transportation.

"Of course, I'm not in a hurry anyway."

Although the fire caused panic, but far away from the north, the people were still immersed in the joy of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. It was this joy that made Thoth feel a lot more relieved, giving him a feeling that "this year's efforts have not been in vain."

sense of relief.

Thoth cast his gaze out the window - within the North, the Black Emperor's shadow of order would not block his sight, so his vision was exceptionally clear, knowing almost everything and knowing everything.

He saw children playing war games with wooden swords on the street, he saw women stirring thick soup with long ladles, he saw the snow in the square had been cleared, and he saw his followers using carts to pull in each piece of soup.

Long tables, one person almost fell when he jumped out of the car. They arranged the long tables in neat rows in the square. Although the amount of work was huge, fortunately, many residents who got up early were eager to help, so it was quickly completed

The ideal effect was achieved.

Afterwards, some members of the school in purple robes scattered to the edge of the square. After some arrangements, the area where the square was located suddenly became warm, like a room with a heated stove. Some people running back and forth even felt their vests sweating.

, loosened the tightly buttoned collar.

"Look, the dining car is coming!" a boy shouted, and everyone's eyes suddenly focused on several large carts from far to near. They couldn't help but smile and burst out with bursts of joyful cheers. These cars

The cargo on board was covered tightly with a large piece of canvas and carefully tied with ropes, and the car moved very slowly.

, as if they were afraid of dropping the things on top, as if they were transporting gunpowder - but the things inside were much more wonderful than gunpowder. After the canvas was opened, there were pickles and bacon, cheese and preserved fruits, nuts and jam, bread and

Biscuits, fried fish and wine barrels were exposed. They are the first part of the "Winter Festival" and the protagonists of the "Holy Communion".

"Hey! Can you guys help me out? Put these bottles and dishes on the table!"

"The wine barrel is on the left

On the table! Remember to put the jam with the bread!"

"Oh my god, why is this bacon so fragrant? I just want to secretly taste a piece..."

"Hold your saliva, you will have something to eat after listening to the hadith!"

"I'm just kidding!"

When the clock struck seven o'clock, the square had turned into a small banquet hall. The aroma of food made people's index fingers move, but everyone was quiet. A child wanted to sneak a cookie, but was stopped.

The father slapped his hands severely. The man in purple robe stood on the high platform and read aloud——

"What makes you thrive is the drops of milk from your mother's breast, the grains of rice that come from under the plowman's hoe, and the poultry that is fattened and strong by the farmer..."

"What makes you beautiful is the weaver's creaking spinning wheel, the tailor's scissors and stitching needles, and the craftsman's skillful hands at polishing jewelry..."

"What makes you emotionally fulfilled are family members who care about you, like-minded friends, and lovers who are close to each other..."

"You must always have a humble heart, and you must respect every mother who works hard, every farmer who sweats like rain..."

"No matter where they were born or raised..."

"You need to praise, praise labor, praise workers, praise everyone you can think of who creates food and supplies..."

At the end, the man in purple robe shouted: "Praise labor!"

The bustling crowd also shouted: "Praise labor!"

The man in purple robe drew another inverted triangle on his chest, "This Holy Communion is a gift from the sage to the laborers. Praise the sage!"

The bustling crowd also drew a triangle on their chest: "Praise the sage!"

These foods were purchased with the school's funds, and most of the money Thoth earned from doing business was stored in the school. It was more than enough to hold such a "holy communion party". As the saying goes, "food is the most important thing for people." Although his respect

The name places great emphasis on the description of the power of knowledge, but if you don’t even have enough to eat, where will you have the energy to pursue knowledge? Where will you have the leisure to think about the mysteries?

It is also for the same reason that He insists on building so many greenhouses in the north. He not only wants to have enough food, but also needs to eat well.

The Holy Communion meeting officially began. People used delicious food and wine to comfort themselves for their hard work in the old year, and chatted in twos and threes. All this was seen by their God.

In the Divine Kingdom of the Hidden Sage, "Mirage", the Hidden Sage and the Red Angel father and daughter are having breakfast. Through a window, they can see the scene outside - whether it is bacon on the plate or a person's neck.

The moles on the skin can be clearly seen, but people outside are unaware of their prying eyes.

"Uncle Thoth, how did you do it?" Yelena asked after swallowing a piece of bacon.

"How did you do it?"

"It's just that... the people here are very energetic! It's not the kind of energy that's obsessed with life, it's the kind of energy that's full of hope for life."

Medici also put down his fork with great interest, "Yes, Big Eyes, I have never seen you so good at management before."

"This is a really difficult question to answer." Thoth blew on the hot water of the tea. "I just read a little history, know some previous experiences, and know what problems can make a city-state corrupt and what values ​​​​can make a city-state corrupt.

The city-state is positive and provides correct guidance in the general direction...that's all."

"A good 'nothing more than that'."

"I used to be a teacher." Seeing Medici's expression of "Are you trying to deal with me?", Thoth decided to start talking, "The essence of 'teaching' is to teach people what society expects and needs."

The direction of influence, and faith amplifies this influence several times - especially when people know that it is easy for me to choose between curse or blessing, destruction or redemption, usurpation or giving."

Medici heard the implication of His words, "Now we are giving gifts, and there will be a stage to show our power later?"

"That's right." Thoth smiled slightly, "To put it simply, it means bringing some guys with more serious crimes in front of the public, and after reading out their bad deeds,

Punishment."

"If the punishment is too light, you won't be able to establish any prestige."

"Is it light? It's okay, whipping, castration, tongue pulling, tattooing, naked swimming...that's all."

"No death penalty?"

"It's too easy and too quick to take away life." Thoth cut the sausage in half. "The double torture of the mind and body is often more painful and has a stronger warning effect. The onlookers are not so much horrified as

It’s better to say that I’m glad that the person being accused is not me...Thank you.”

A plate of dumpling-like things was placed in His hand. Thoth subconsciously said thank you, but immediately remembered that everything here was managed by an octopus-like spiritual creature, but it was not the one carrying the plate.

The suction cup's tentacle was instead a human hand with slender knuckles and fair complexion. Looking along the hand and the white sleeves, a face wearing a monocle came into view.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Amon, who was dressed as a waiter, blinked. Although it was only two or three days old, he still nodded, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Happy New Year? New Year is not a strange concept for mythical creatures. How is the curse going? It sounds like a boss is interfering with a subordinate's business.

It was already late at night when he returned to his happy home from Abraham's place. He wanted to flop down on the bed like a salted fish and relax his tense nerves, but he turned his head and glanced at the thick diary——

It still maintains its open posture, and the beautiful handwriting inside can be seen at a glance.

After being stunned for three seconds, Thoth jumped up like a carp, rushed to the table as if he was running away, and forced himself into working mode. His brain was spinning like a top all night, so Yelena only saw him working hard when he came in.

The look of his pen writing quickly.

For gods, it is undoubtedly a very bad thing to indulge in personal feelings, but if you don't even dare to face it, wouldn't it be even worse?

"What the hell is this?"

Medici stretched out his arm, trying to poke open a "dumpling" with a fork to see if there was any mischief hidden inside - Thoth was not sure if it was a dumpling, because in his memory the dumpling should be half-moon shaped.

, but it was rounder, so Amon blocked it with another fork, and the crisp collision sound brought Thoth back to his senses.

Amon showed a smiley expression: "It's not for you anyway."

Medici hissed disdainfully, "Don't tell me you made it yourself. If so, I'd rather eat bran."

"How do you know this?"

In order to prevent something from being stolen or set on fire, Thoth asked quickly. He inserted a "dumpling" and looked at it carefully. He found that it should have glued the two corners of a Chinese half-moon dumpling.

Together.

"In my father's memory." Amon thought for a while, "According to their language, this should be called пль."

Well, no matter it's Russian, French or Spanish, I can't read anything with a flexible tongue. I can only recognize the words. Thoth thought, but he can read it quite well... Is this some kind of genetic inheritance?

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Under Amon's earnest gaze, he put a Russian dumpling into his mouth.

A strange sweetness spreads in the mouth.

"What did you pack?" Thoth tried hard to keep his voice from shaking.

"Apple filling stir-fried with cinnamon and sugar apples." Amon asked, "Although my father's grandmother used minced onions and pork, many dishes are like this, and I want to innovate.

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Thoth's vision went dark, and many indescribable things were surging in his mind, such as macaroni with orange jam, strawberry mapo tofu, pizza with pineapple, xiaolongbao stuffed with pearl milk tea...

Help, my taste buds are impure, they are tainted! I really want to spit it out, but this is very rude!

With a heroic heart, Thoth swallowed this apple-cinnamon dumpling, and the strange sweetness slid down his esophagus into his stomach.

"Pfft." A chuckle came from above the head, and the God of Fraud and Mischief shrugged his shoulders as he laughed.

"you……"

"I didn't expect that the first thing you inserted was fruit stuffing." Amon said seriously, "But I guarantee that the others are all pork stuffing."