I can copy tags infinitely.

After the afternoon occult course ended, Li En prepared to go directly to the London Library.

As he was leaving, Professor Eli called out to Li En and asked, "How have your studies been lately?"

During class, Professor Eli asked Li En many questions, but they were all relatively simple, probably to check Li En's foundation.

However, with the label of "genius of occultism" attached to Li En, he answered very well, at least his basic knowledge was not a problem.

"Not bad, Professor," Li En replied. "I personally feel that my studies are going quite smoothly."

Professor Eli nodded slightly and handed a book to Li En. "If you have time, you can start reading this book. The contents of this book should be of great help to your preparation for the Golden Dawn Open."

Li En took the book with its brand-new cover; the raised lettering on the spine felt like human bones.

Cosmic Isomorphism, Gnosticization, and Late Classical Interpretation in Hermetic Texts

The dense text was crammed together, and Li En felt a bit overwhelmed. Judging from the title and the thickness of the book, he knew it was quite profound and he wouldn't be able to understand it in a short time.

"You can take a look first to get a rough idea of ​​what's inside," Professor Eli said. "You can ask me anything you don't understand, but please don't ask me about anything beyond page 217. I'm also discussing the contents with other professors."

Li En: "..."

Good guy.

On the surface, Li En agreed, "Thank you, Professor Eli. Was this book borrowed from the library? Do I need to return it?"

Professor Eli shook his head. "No need. I have three copies of this book. One is for research, one is for display, and the other—the one you have in your hand—is a gift."

"This book will belong to you from now on. I have high expectations for you. At least make it to the main draw of the Golden Dawn Open. That way you won't embarrass me."

After saying this, Professor Eli picked up his cane and left, disappearing into the ivy-lined corridor.

After carefully putting away the books Professor Eli had given him, Li En left the University of Michigan campus and went straight to the entrance of the London Library.

The area in front of the library was still noisy, and the smoke from the factory billowed out, obscuring even the color of the sky.

Upon entering the library, Li En found the book "A Commentary on the Jade Record" in its familiar spot on the bookshelf and opened its title page.

As the investigator's vision opened, familiar, spiritually constructed words came into view.

"Good morning, good afternoon, or good evening, pioneer of truth, please answer my questions and guide the lost sheep."

Li En used his will to manipulate the faint spiritual energy in the air, causing it to linger on the title page of the book.

They are like nails, nailed side by side to the pages of the book, but only those who can see the spirit can see these lines of characters.

"How should I reply?"

Lee En was interested in the person who left the message, but if he directly asked "Who are you?", the other person probably wouldn't be foolish enough to answer a stranger like him.

In such situations, if you want to get a definite response from the other party, it's best to communicate based on their needs.

However, the other party's needs are now almost superficial.

The other person wants to resolve their confusion and receive guidance from others.

Realizing this, Li En quickly left his answer on the title page of the book.

"Tell me your confusion."

After leaving those words, Li En closed the book again and put it back on the bookshelf filled with books.

For now, don't reveal your own details. First, understand the other party's purpose and needs before making any further decisions.

Li En now has some understanding of the surface of London, but for those who are deeply immersed in the mysticism, his understanding is like a blank sheet of paper.

Now, the spiritual messages in this book are his best opportunity to understand the London mysticism side.

After arranging the messages, Li En sat back down on the bench in the reading room.

Just as Li En laid the book Professor Eli had given him flat on the table, he finished reading the middle paragraph of the first page when he heard a familiar voice.

"Have you started studying this book yet?"

Upon hearing this, Li En looked up and found that it was Monroe, who was acting as a waiter, standing in front of him, observing his actions with a curious gaze.

"Yes," Li En nodded, "My advisor suddenly handed me this book today and told me that I can start studying it now."

Monroe smiled and placed a cup of Assam tea in front of Li En. "I think this must be because your mentor has enough faith in your talent. After all, studying this book is essential if you want to enter the main draw of the Golden Dawn Open."

"From a certain perspective, it can also be seen as your mentor believing that you can definitely make it into the main competition."

Is that how it is?

Li En remained noncommittal, looking at the Assam tea that Monroe pushed towards him, and asked, "This is...?"

"This is my treat," Monroe said, gesturing for him to drink. "I've been so grateful for all the favors you've given me. I can certainly afford a cup of tea. Please have some."

After thanking him, Li En did feel a bit thirsty. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. The silky texture was like tasting a piece of silk, the only difference being that silk cannot be swallowed.

Setting down his teacup, Li En asked Monroe, "You said before that you were just one step away from the Golden Dawn Open, right? Have you studied this book too?"

"Yes," Monroe nodded slightly, "I did similar preparations before the competition, and I studied the first twenty-five pages of this book with my mentor."

"If there's anything in the first twenty-five pages that you don't fully understand, you can ask me. Although I'm not an expert, my insights should still provide some direction."

Li En responded in agreement, but he felt that this method was still too slow.

His biggest problem right now is that he can't understand the first page.

I know each word individually, but I can't understand them when they're put together. It's like a top high school student trying to understand an advanced mathematics textbook.

Even with the label of "genius of mysticism," this book is still too difficult. At most, he can only copy a few more labels of "genius of mysticism" to help him understand the content of the book.

He strolled around the University of Michigan campus today, but didn't see any labels of "mystical geniuses." He felt that the real geniuses were probably gathered somewhere else doing research, or perhaps they were being tutored one-on-one by their advisors.

There are very few true geniuses in the library, which makes things a little difficult for Li En.

Then, he suddenly remembered what Ruby had said to him that morning.

"Monroe".

Hearing Li En call his name, Monroe turned around. "What is it?"

Li En hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you know about the Money Cat?"

Upon hearing the name, Monroe's expression immediately turned strange. "Money Cat? Why would you be interested in that kind of place?"

Which place?

Seeing Monroe's unusual reaction, Li En also realized that something was wrong.

"What place is that?"

Monroe replied, "You should know the word 'salon.'"

"Of course," Li En replied affirmatively. "I didn't expect that the vocabulary for social gatherings created by French socialites and ladies would reach London so quickly."

Monroe shrugged. "Some nobles just like rare things, don't they?"

"In short, the Money Cat is a social venue similar to a salon. I heard that it only issues invitations to nobles, politicians, artists, critics, and academic authorities, and only those with invitations can enter."

Wow, it's such an amazing place!

Ruby said that if she wanted to find her, she could just go to Money Cat instead of the place that required an invitation to enter.

So what is her identity?

However, since Ruby said that there should be quite a few of her kind among the money cats, Li En felt that he should still take a look.

Who knows, he might just be labeled a genius in mysticism, or even more impressive?

"Tomorrow is Saturday, there are few classes, but I still have to come to school for worship," Li En calculated the time. "I'll find Ruby and ask her about the money cat, then come to the library on Sunday afternoon to see Caesar and confirm about the silver candlestick."

With his schedule fully booked, Li En nodded in satisfaction.

Hmm, these days are really fulfilling.

If it weren't for the sword of Damocles hanging over his head—the London serial killer—his life would be quite perfect now.

Scotland Yard.

It needs to be useful!