Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 54 New rules, peeking into the eyes of fate
Mentioning the family of the Duke of Negan, Maric's expression is also terrified. It is difficult for ordinary people or extraordinary people to wait calmly for this top noble family.

The other party's family may not have high-sequence powerhouses, but as long as they want, they can invite powerful Beyonders at any time.

In a place like Backlund, maybe even if an angel is really invited.

Maric said with emotion: "You nobles are so rich, no wonder the workers below are getting worse and worse. A year of hard work can't compare to your one-night banquet expenses."

It is difficult for Hastur to answer this question. No matter which dynasty it is, as long as there are people enjoying life on top, there will be people working hard on the bottom.

Isn't a superior person just a person who rides on top of others?
He is an aristocrat, and will become a great aristocrat. Faced with such a harsh social structure, unless the tide of the times has come, it will be difficult for him to go to the opposite of his own class.

"Don't worry, I don't hate the rich and powerful that much, I just think that you live too well and make people jealous."

Maric smiled and revealed the topic just now, and turned to talk about his discovery in the deep forest these days.

The Spiritual Cult, the Path of Death!

The first instinct in Hastur's mind was the Spiritual Cult from the Southern Continent.

The God of Death path naturally restrains undead creatures like living corpses. They don't need a high sequence, and they can easily take away the team of living corpses carefully cultivated by Maric.

Fortunately, Maric did not take any risky actions, otherwise he would suffer a big loss.

"Is it far from here?" Hastur asked the most critical question.

"It's quite far away. It's relatively close to that earl's manor. If there is a change, they will be the ones who will encounter accidents."

"That's good."

Hastur breathed a sigh of relief, there is no threat here for the time being, so he doesn't need to rush to deal with it.

After collecting conclusive evidence, report it directly to the Church of the Evernight Goddess and ask them to send someone to solve it.

"Don't you want to go and see?"

"A nobleman should not put himself in danger." Hastur said seriously.

"Is this what Emperor Roselle said?"

"……maybe."

Hastur did not want to discuss the famous words of Emperor Roselle with Maric, but instead asked if it was necessary to arrange a room for him in the manor.

"No, I'm worried about my friends."

Facing the unknown situation, Maric didn't dare to stay too far away from his living corpse.

Hastur chatted with Maric for a few more words before returning to the manor.

It was time for him, too, to plan to live the life of a savage.

Tomorrow, in the name of hunting, I will go to the mountains and find an excuse to stay in the mountains and camp alone.

With Maric nearby, safety should still be guaranteed.

Late at night, Hastur entered the Hall of Stars on the newly made big bed.

After testing the Mother Tree of Desire last time, he stopped this dangerous move. He always felt that the Mother Tree of Desire had tied his pockets and was waiting for him to get in.

It's better to wait for him to formulate the second rule before looking for a chance to test it out.

A Sequence 8 dared to test an Outer God like this, and he also felt that he was too crazy.

But he didn't test it first, and he didn't dare to bring the Mother Tree of Desire to a meeting, even if it was just a clone of his consciousness.

After thinking for a while, Hastur focused on the second rule.

During this period of time, he has already determined the general content of the second rule, to the effect that he can always see the most correct fate in the chaotic and disorderly fate as much as possible.

What is the correct destiny?
The fate that is most beneficial to oneself.

It is equivalent to doing a multiple-choice question, it can always choose the answer that meets its own needs.

Of course, the fate that is most beneficial to him is not necessarily the best fate, which requires him to use some language to avoid and modify as much as possible.

Eventually he wrote this rule:
"Under the gaze of the stars, Hasta Campbell, a traveler from another world, the last heir of the Campbell family.

He is the darling of fate, and good luck is always with him throughout his life; he is the exception of fate, and will not be arranged by any existence; he is the wise man of fate, who can always see the fate that has a major impact on him in advance.

This rule is fair and reasonable, and will not be changed by any external factors! "

When this rule about fate was printed on the chain of order, the starlight of the palace of stars gathered like a sea and poured into the chain of order.

As the light blue starlight pattern spread, Hastur knew that the rule he made had successfully come into effect.

When the lines of starlight continue to be completed, and the sea of ​​starlight gradually dissipates, the entire Hall of Stars seems to be shrouded in an indescribable aura of destiny.

Hastur quietly felt the changes in the Hall of Stars, and had a new understanding of the two words "stars" in his heart.

Perhaps, the stars really can contain everything.

A new rule, let yourself be attached to the path of fate, and become the darling, exception, and wise man of fate.

Then, when formulating the next rule, can the path of the sun and the path of the night be involved?

This is somewhat similar to the authority of visionaries, but it is different.

Dreamers transform illusion into reality through fantasy, similar to creating things out of thin air.

The ability of the Hall of Stars is essentially an application of rules, but this kind of rules are more advanced, and seem to include everything.

To use a simple example, water is poisonous.

The power of visionaries is to dream up poisonous water and let it replace non-toxic water, so that the truth that water is poisonous is accepted by people.

The Hall of Stars directly formulated a rule that water is poisonous. From then on, non-toxic water will become highly poisonous, and then everyone obeys and approves this rule.

In the same way, some rules that are contrary to common sense can also be formulated, such as: rocks are soft, sugar is bitter, children are born to men...

Hastur quietly pondered all the possibilities about the Hall of Stars.

Although these speculations are only based on his existing cognition, they may not be correct, and they may even be completely wrong, but they can broaden his thinking and clear up a little bit of fog.

While Hastur was meditating, the second chain of order flew in front of Hastur, and the top point was between Hastur's eyebrows. The familiar feeling surged up again, and he couldn't help moaning.

This time, instead of rushing straight from the brow to the back of the head, it merged into his eyes.

He seemed to see that a chain of order merged into his eyes, and his eyes began to emit the same light as the stars.

Is this to form eyes that can spy on fate?
Hastur had a guess in his mind. Among the various organs of the body, the eyes are undoubtedly the most suitable for fate.

When I formulated the new rules just now, I also emphasized the ability to spy on fate. Only the eyes are suitable for carrying this change.

The last time it was integrated into the spine, this time it was integrated into the eyes, which part of my body will it be integrated into next time?
If you make a rule related to the pharmacist pathway, wouldn't it be...

Cough cough, don't think about it, I am not that guy Grelint.

Hastur put away his miscellaneous thoughts and gradually adapted to this change.

Soon, everything returned to normal in the Hall of Stars, and the second chain of order quietly fell to Hastur's right side.

Boom, boom, boom.

Hastur tapped the table with his fingers, looking at the star where the Mother Tree of Desire was located, showing a thoughtful look.

After thinking for a while, he decided to give it a try, to see if he could see the corresponding fate.

"Now pull the Mother Tree of Desire to the Hall of Stars for a meeting, what will happen in the future?"

Hastur said it silently three times in his heart, and then slowly closed his eyes.

At first, there was a large darkness, and then fell into eternal tranquility, everything seemed to be forbidden at this moment.

Suddenly, a picture flashed at a high speed, breaking the dark tranquility.

Hastur opened his eyes suddenly, and felt a headache suddenly, like a needle pricking his brain, which is a manifestation of a large amount of spiritual power being consumed.

If it were in the real world, he would definitely be blown out of his mind directly, and it would take a sufficient price to spy on fate.

In the Hall of Stars, because of the rules, he can largely avoid this kind of damage.

After a short rest, Hastur recalled the scene he saw just now.

Although it was just a quick glance, he could still see the general content of the picture clearly.

In the Hall of Stars, I sat in a meeting with the Mother Tree of Desire and the Djinn.

The Djinn sits at the very end, and the Mother Tree of Desire sits at the closest position to his left.

The picture looks quite harmonious, but I don't know if anything happened between the front and the back.

This is a painting equivalent to freezing a corner of future destiny.

I don't know the cause, I don't know the effect.

It can only be interpreted and thought by those who have seen the painting.

Hastur thought about it for a while, and felt that this picture was a manifestation of harmony and friendship, representing a good destiny in the future.

"Don't worry, wait for the next meeting with the lamp god, test his reaction a little bit, maybe you can directly pull the mother tree of desire in front of him."

Hastur quietly considered various possibilities, and did not leave the Hall of Stars until the pain in his head was unbearable.

On the second day, Hastur went to the jungle behind the manor to hunt and relax according to his original plan.

As night approached, he proposed that he would camp with his friends in the dense forest, and asked Maric to send two living corpses to act as his camping partners, so as to dispel Butler Neil's worries and concerns.

No outsiders were present, Hastur let out a sigh of relief, his expression relaxed a lot, regardless of the elegant image of the aristocrat, he took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and prepared to go down to the lake to catch some fish to roast.

Maric came out from the depths of the dense forest. When he saw this scene, he was taken aback, and joked: "You have been a nobleman enough, do you want to be a savage?"

"When you are in nature, you should liberate your mind and be close to nature, so that you can experience the beauty of nature."

Hastur didn't turn his head back, he grabbed a rather sharp wooden stick and moved towards a big fishbone that was spitting out bubbles.

It was full of strength and the clear water was rippling, but it was a pity that it was a little bit off-point.

Hastur was not in a hurry, he searched for a while, and then aimed at the next fish.

"Liberate your mind? You're obviously playing for fun, right?"

"Shh, you scared my fish away again."

"It's obvious that your own fishing skills are too poor!"

"Tsk, you can do it, don't push me."

"..."

At this moment, Maric felt that the image of the elegant and noble Hasta in his mind was completely shattered.

(End of this chapter)