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Sure enough, when no one was around, Maric emerged from the bushes.
"Tsk, they say your Campbell family has declined, but this large manor alone is enough to sell for a sky-high price."
Maric patted the grass clippings and leaves on his body and joked with a smile.
According to his estimate, this large manor could be sold for tens of thousands of gold pounds at least. The location and environment here are very good, and the people living nearby are also big nobles, and even the royal family.
It is a manor that even rich people may not be able to buy.
Hastur smiled and replied: "The Duke Negan family is the real noble family, and they live in the castle."
Although times have changed and technology has advanced, some things have remained.
For example, the castles of the old era were the configuration of a truly great noble.
Today's times are different. Most members of Duke Negan's family live in Queens and enjoy a convenient life. The symbolic significance of the castle to them is far greater than the role of residence.
Because this thing is usually built in the territory, a noble with a castle in his territory is equivalent to a king.
That is the real great aristocracy, and the current Campbell family is still far from it.
Chapter 54 New Rules, Eyes That Peep into Destiny
When it comes to Duke Negan's family, Maric's expression also shudders. It is difficult for ordinary people or extraordinary people to wait calmly for this top powerful family.
The other party may not have high-sequence experts at home, but they can invite powerful Beyonders at any time if they want.
In a place like Backlund, even if you really invite an angel, you might not be able to do it.
Maric sighed: "You nobles are so rich, no wonder the workers below are getting worse and worse. A year of hard work is not as much as the cost of your one-night banquet."
This question is difficult for Hastur to answer. No matter which dynasty it is, as long as there are people enjoying life above, there will definitely be people working hard below.
Isn't it just someone who rides on someone else's head?
He is a nobleman, and will become a great nobleman. Faced with such harsh social structural problems, unless the tide of the times has arrived, it will be difficult for him to go to the opposite side of his own class.
"Don't worry, I don't hate the rich and powerful that much. I just think your life is too good and makes people jealous."
Maric smiled and dropped the topic, turning to talk about what he had discovered in the depths of the jungle these past few days.
Spiritual Religion Group, Path of Death!
The first instinct in Hastur's mind was the Spiritual Cult from the Southern Continent.
The Path of Death naturally restrains undead creatures such as living zombies. They don't need too high a sequence to easily take away the living zombie team that Maric has carefully cultivated.
Fortunately, Maric didn't take any risks, otherwise he would have suffered 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 something changes, they will be the ones who encounter the unexpected."
"That's good."
Hastur breathed a sigh of relief. There was no threat here for the time being, so he didn't need to deal with it in a hurry.
After collecting conclusive evidence, just report it directly to the Church of the Night Goddess and ask them to send someone to solve it.
"Don't you want to go and have a look?"
"A noble should not put himself in danger." Hastur said seriously.
"Is this what Emperor Russell said?"
"……maybe."
Hastur did not want to discuss Emperor Russell's famous sayings with Maric, and instead asked if it was necessary to arrange a room for him in the manor.
"No, I can't worry about my friends."
Facing the unknown situation, Maric did not dare to stay too far away from his living corpse.
Hastur chatted with Maric for a few more words and then returned to the manor.
It was time for him to plan on living a savage life.
Tomorrow I will go into the mountains in the name of hunting, and then find an excuse to stay alone in the forest to camp.
With Maric nearby, safety should still be guaranteed.
Late at night, Hastur entered the palace 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 already tied his pocket, waiting for him to get in.
It is better to wait until he has formulated the second rule and then find an opportunity to test it.
He also felt that he was too crazy for a Sequence 8 to dare to test an alien god like this.
But he didn't dare to pull the Mother Tree of Desire without testing it first.
To hold a meeting, even if the one who comes is just a clone of His consciousness.
After thinking for a while, Hastur focused his energy on the second rule.
During this period of time, he has determined the general content of the second rule, which is to allow himself to always be able to glimpse the most correct destiny in the chaotic and disorderly destiny.
What is the right destiny?
The destiny that is most beneficial to you.
Equivalent to when doing multiple-choice questions, it can always choose the answer that meets its needs.
Of course, the fate that is most beneficial to him is not necessarily the best fate. This requires him to use some language to avoid and modify it as much as possible.
Finally he wrote this rule:
"Under the gaze of the stars, Hastur Campbell, a traveler from another world, the last heir of the Campbell family.
He is the darling of fate, and good luck always accompanies him throughout his life; he is the exception to fate, and will not be arranged by any existence; he is the wise man of fate, and can always see in advance the fate that has a major impact on him.
This rule is fair and reasonable and will not change due to any external factors! "
When this rule about destiny was printed on the chain of order, the stars in the palace of stars gathered like a sea and poured into the chain of order.
As the light blue starlight lines spread, Hastur knew that the rule he had formulated had successfully taken effect.
As the starlight patterns continued to be completed, the sea of starlight gradually dispersed, and the entire star palace seemed to be enveloped with an indescribable aura of destiny.
Hastur quietly felt the changes in the Palace of Stars, and had a new understanding of the two words "stars" in his heart.
Maybe the stars really do contain it all.
A new rule, let yourself be involved in the path of destiny, and become the darling, exception, and wise man of destiny.
So when you make your next rule, can you use the path of the sun or the path of the night?
This is somewhat similar to the authority of a visionary, but not the same.
Visionaries transform illusion into reality through fantasy, similar to creating things out of thin air.
This ability of the Palace of Stars is essentially an application of rules, but this kind of rules is more advanced and seems to include everything.
To use a simple example, water is poisonous.
The power of ideologues is to dream up poisonous water and let it replace non-poisonous water, so that the truth that water is poisonous can be accepted by people.
The Palace of Stars directly formulated a rule that water is poisonous. From then on, non-toxic water becomes highly poisonous, and then everyone obeys and recognizes this rule.
In the same way, you can also formulate some rules that are contrary to common sense, such as: stones are soft, sugar is bitter, children are born by men...
Hastur quietly thought about all the possibilities about the Palace of Stars.
Although these speculations are only based on his existing knowledge and may not be correct or even completely wrong, they can broaden his thinking and clear up a little bit of the 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, making him groan.
This time, it didn't go straight from the center of his eyebrows to the back of his head, but instead merged into his eyes.
He seemed to see a line
The Chain of Order merged into his eyes, and his eyes began to emit the same light as starlight.
Is this to form eyes that can peer into destiny?
Hasta had a guess in his mind. Among all the organs in the body, there is no doubt that the eyes are the most suitable for destiny.
When I was formulating new rules just now, I also emphasized the ability to spy on destiny. Only eyes are suitable for carrying this change.
The last time it was integrated into the spine, this time it was integrated into the eyes, and which part of your body will it be integrated into next time?
If I make a rule related to the pharmacist path, wouldn't it be...
Ahem, don’t let your imagination run wild. You’re not that guy named Greylint.
Hastur put away his distracting thoughts and gradually adapted to this change.
Soon, everything in the Hall of Stars returned to normal, and the second Chain of Order quietly hung on the right side of Hastur.
Boom, boom, boom.
Hastur tapped the table with his fingers and looked at the star where the Mother Tree of Desire was, with a thoughtful look on his face.
After thinking for a while, he decided to give it a try to see if he could glimpse the corresponding fate.
"If we bring the Mother Tree of Desire to the Hall of Stars for a meeting now, what will happen in the future?"
Hastur repeated it silently three times in his mind, then slowly closed his eyes.
There was first a vast expanse of darkness before my eyes, and then I fell into eternal silence, as if everything was forbidden at this moment.
Suddenly, a picture flashed by at a rapid speed, breaking the silence of the darkness.
Hastur suddenly opened his eyes and felt a severe headache. His head felt like it was being pricked by needles. This was a sign that his spiritual power was being consumed in large quantities.
If it were in the real world, his brain would have exploded. Prying into one's fate comes at a high price.
Being in the Hall of Stars, due to the effect of the rules, he can be largely immune to this kind of damage.
After a short rest, Hastur recalled the scene he had just seen.
Although it was just a quick glance, he could still see the general content of the picture.
In the Hall of Stars, he sat together with the Mother Tree of Desire and the God of Lamp to hold a meeting.
The genie sat at the very end, and the Mother Tree of Desire sat closest to his left.