Please Stop Summoning Me!

Chapter 28: Beland Imperial College

Chapter 28: Beland Imperial College

Wearing a raincoat Shen Yi walked on the streets, the familiar rainstorm hit on his body.

He was now walking in the appearance of others, an experience he had never experienced before, and suddenly he became curious.

Shen Yi had always been very handsome, and he had not experienced the feeling of ordinary appearance for a long time, but since it was raining hard, there werent many people on the street, so it didnt matter how he looked.

When he got on the bus, the driver said. Please swipe your card.

Shen Yi, who already disguised as an ordinary college student, nodded, took out his card from his pocket, and swiped it at the card swipe point.

Sitting on the red double-decker bus he went to his destination.

Beland Imperial College.

Shen Yi still had a certain understanding of this local university in Beland, among the top 10 universities in the world, the seniority is extremely old and powerful, but in the eyes of people, it was still inferior to Shanghai Jian Qiao University and JinniuUniversity, because the latter two were truly globally renowned University.

However, the other two universities were not in Beland, Nolans capital, and he had never been there.

The application procedure to leave the city might be troublesome, so its better to go to the school library first.

Shen Yi remembered Byrons female assistant, she seemed to be able to enter and exit the city at will, most likely with a long-term access permit.

How did Byron get it?

He thought for a while, the simplest possibility was that Byron was so rich he could cover the sky, and in modern society, as long as you had money, you could replace a lot of useful resources.

Unfortunately, I dont have much money, and I cant afford to pay for the water and electricity in the cafe.

Shen Yi shook his head and stepped off the bus when it reached the stop.

Boom!

The huge thunder sounded, Shen Yi slightly raised his head, causing the rainwater to splatter on his face.

The sky was dark.

The rain was likely to be even worse, and it was not known how many days it would last.

The main campus of the Berland Imperial Academy was less than a hundred meters ahead of him.

Tourists could also visit Beland Imperial College, but they need to queue up for verification, but now it was raining heavily, so there were no touristsexcept Shen Yi, who had ulterior motives.

Instead of treating himself as a tourist, he pretended to be a student and walked straight into the college main entrance.

It was quite a prestigious university, the buildings seemed to be in a retro British style, but the design was actually quite modern.

The most iconic building was the Queens Tower on the campus. The tower was made of special slate and topped by a copper dome.

Beland Imperial College had a variety of libraries available to students, including college books, various departmental libraries, digital libraries, and the Science Museum Library on different campuses, etc.

Shen Yis goal was a central library located on the main campus, with a total collection of 750,000 volumes and 850 reader seats.

Though he didnt have a student card, he had already come up with another way to get in and out.

After circling around the library from outside, he found the librarys bathroom location, which was just a wall away.

Entering the washroom, he closed his eyes, relaxed his whole body, and began to atomize.

Fingers, arms, skin, internal organs Even the clothes worn outside were also fogged together, gradually drifted around, and became irregularly white.

I can make it.

In his mind, he made decisions.

This was the first time he used supernatural power to do something against the rules, and the white mist floated out through the gap in the bathroom window.

Well, theres something strange about the construction of this bathroom.

The expression on his face slightly changed as he exited the womens bathroom calmly.

Thankfully he didnt meet anyone else he thought so, but soon realized he was posing as someone else, he became a lot more relaxed.

Here we are This is the Grand Library of Beland Imperial College.

The quiet five-story library was filled with all kinds of books, and it occupied no less than a supermarket.

The large library was relatively empty today due to the heavy rain and the mere possibility of a flood warning.

Shen Yi slowly moved between the bookshelves, attempting to find the occult book he was looking for.

There were no occult-related books on the first floor, nor on the second floor, still he didnt give up and came all the way to the third floor before stopping in front of a bookshelf.

Mysticism.

Shen Yi whispered out softly, reached out and took out the books inside, and started flipping through them.

There was no greater invention than writing.

Since ancient times, humans have lived through the wilderness and the primordial for centuries and faced countless powerful beasts and monsters and the weak human had almost no possibility of survival.

In order to bring knowledge to the next generation, humans learned to sum up their experiences and return them to the personal experiences that were weaved into thin threads and came to be known as history.

One after another, human beings, collectives, civilizations, have spent a long life Leave a legacy by writing a book about all their experiences and preserving it for future generations to read and learn.

The weight of human civilization was approximately equal to the sum of all the books in the library.

Standing in front of the bookshelf, Shen Yi rifled through the books one by one for a long time, and it was no easy task to find materials related to the quiet words.

In fact, he was not even sure whether the quiet words had actually left any trace in the book, which had not been erased by the Anti-Magic Bureau.

Shen Yi became more and more immersed, concentrating on his journey through the sea of mystery books.

The library has 15 minutes left to close, students are asked to leave before it closes.

The sound of an announcement came to his ears, and only then did he come back to his senses from the book.

He froze for half a second and turned his head to look out the window.

It was still raining heavily, and even though it was July with the longest days in the month, it was getting dark quickly due to the weather.

My feetare a little numb.

In general, Shen Yi rarely had time to focus on anything aside from making coffee.

Through an afternoon of reading, he supplemented a lot of basic occult knowledge, and also found records about Chaos Embers and Quiet Words in a few books.

The records about the Chaos Remnant Order basically focus on a thousand years ago.

It was said that they once succeeded in summoning the great Lord of Ashes, who sent down a boundless natural disaster that boiled the sea, burned through the cloud curtain, and scorched the earth.

While reading this he shook his head and whispered to himself, This level of performance is something I cant play at all.

At that time, the Chaos Embers Religion was so powerful that it even openly seized a kingdom, slaughtered the army, killed the king, and possessed the wealth and wives and daughters of all the nobles, which was definitely an evil disease of the Second Continent.

But their glory was only brief for a while, devastated by the Corona Church, and now almost extinguished.

So it turned out to be the case, the ancestors were rich, but now it is a disgraceful, fallen church.

As for the Quiet Word, it was an order with the same long history as the Chaos Remnant Order for a thousand years, but its heritage had not weakened it; rather, it had spread across Noland over time.

He held a copy of The Language of Silence in his hand, which wrote about the quiet word.

The Language of Silence was written at the front of this book.

If it is an ordinary person who has not really touched the inner world, I am afraid they will only think that what is recorded in this book is all nonsense, and treat it as a story like a vampire-werewolf or something like that.

Only the true mystery seekers know that what described in this book is not historical fiction.

With 15 minutes to go, he took a seat and continued reading instead of putting the book back.

In my opinion, the Quiet Word has been able to develop and grow to this day only because of a huge advantage, that is, the extraterrestrials they believe in have easily solved the problem of where to go after death.

Many religious groups rely on the rewards of gods to exist, but in the final analysis, most of the church members cant share the illusory rewards, after all, there is no way to absorb more people.

Only by solving the problem of the afterlife can lead a large number of the living to be tirelessly devoted themself to their faith.

Many people think quiet words are dreadful to ordinary people, and their custom of offering is different from those of other orders, and the extraterrestrial god whose nature is winter, and winter is the code of silence, closure, and the unending loss of things.

At the beginning of the sacrificial ritual, the Silent Word kills the prepared sacrifices first, giving them eternal silence and peace of mind, which the world fears But what is wrong with offering ones soul?

Upon reading the last line, Shen Yis heart skipped a beat, he always felt that the author of this book was not quite right, so he turned to the front of the book and looked at the authors name.

Yare Willard

Shen Yi remembered the name, but The Language of Silence was written more than a hundred years ago, the author of the book should reasonably have passed away long ago.

They are going to sacrifice entire citiesand before the sacrifices began, Quiet Words will kill the sacrifices first, so that it can get eternal silence and peace of mind.

Now Shen Yi fully understood how bad the dier situation George said.

I should go now.

He got up and put the book back on the shelf, and just about to leave a voice suddenly interrupted him.

Arthur, arent you on sick leave? Why are you in the library?

He was taken aback, the ordinary college student he transformed into was called Arthur.

It seems he bumped into an acquaintance by accident.

With a smile, he turned around to look at the person just to his heart sank straight down.

Standing there was Byron, who wore a silver-gray coat even in the middle of summer. He held a book in one hand and a steaming coffee cup in the other.

He smiled kindly and looked at the motionless Arthur.