abnabooks Chapter 509 Visitors
Chapter 509 Visitors
Chapter 509 Visitors
"Squeak~"
Ah, someone's come in. Aaron thought to himself, standing behind the registration counter.
Recently, the library has welcomed many visitors.
The town's lord finally remembered how his ancestors had used the wisdom of the library to overcome crisis after crisis.
A pact was reached between upright men and pirates on a desperate sea, sparking the westward voyage craze.
Countless ships sailed from the east to the Sea of Despair, hoping to make a fortune.
This is an opportunity, but also a transformation.
Goods that were originally only circulated in certain areas are now traded all over the world, forcing industries in various regions to undergo iterative upgrades.
Those who cannot adapt will be eliminated.
The difficulty in exporting local products has caused a financial crisis for the lord.
However, since they know to come to Aaron, Aaron will give them objective advice for the Seventy-Seventh.
Why not earn a substantial consulting fee?
Although Leo's business plan seemed to be progressing well, it appeared that all the funds were being converted into assets.
As an investor, Aaron is also unable to receive dividends for the time being.
His recent frequent trips out of town, as well as his assistance to many students and old friends, have depleted his savings.
Hmm—I never imagined he'd have a day when he'd be troubled by money.
For some unknown reason, many young people in the town have shown an increasing interest in knowledge.
More and more people are coming to the library simply to increase their knowledge.
Based on initial understanding, this seems to be a trend blowing from the East.
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Although the Kingdom remains the most powerful nation today, the Federation seems poised to overtake it on the eastern side of the Windless Sea.
According to popular belief, the famous saying, roughly translated as "the exploration never ends," swept across the continent of Ancent like a spring breeze.
Oh! That's right! Spring has indeed arrived.
The winter that just passed was very cold.
Aaron had seen more snowflakes outside the window than snowflakes, but when he climbed onto the library rooftop, he found that they had long since melted upon touching the ground.
The sky was overcast and dark as charcoal, and a mournful wind arose, but there was no rain, no ice, and no snow.
He even thought it was his imagination, considering that it hadn't snowed here for decades.
When was the last time it snowed? A clear yet hazy image floats into my mind.
In short, it was a very cold winter.
Otherwise, why would the oak door of the library make that "creaking" noise?
This is the result of sudden temperature changes.
Of course, frequent opening and closing also contributes to the problem.
Anyway, the door is broken again.
The library is blessed by miracles; it will never collapse and is inviolable.
Time seems to have forgotten this, but the furnishings here, like the memories, are gradually decaying.
This isn't the first time the door has broken.
It had been broken for decades until Henry fixed it.
To be honest, Henry wasn't the smartest student, but he was definitely the most useful.
Whether it's dirty work, tiring work, or delicate work, you can't go wrong leaving it to him. Hey~ He's tough!
But now, I have to fix the door myself.
Aaron was thinking, but he didn't look up. Instead, he stared at the notebook in his hand, the swan quill pen dipped in ink hovering half a finger joint above the paper.
Those who come are definitely the young men from the town, looking for some books to read.
If someone needed to speak with Aaron, they would immediately address him as "Sir" or "Your Excellency".
If it were a new borrower, his "Banned Book Borrowing Record" would certainly remind him.
Therefore, there is no need to look up.
Let them take whatever books they want; they're unlikely to damage them.
This piece of paper is the key point.
The amber doll returned to the library almost a month ago.
Having retrieved the obsidian, Aaron immediately obtained the blueprints for the second-stage perfume bottle, based on the clues given by the person in the mirror.
With a slender neck and a sharp bottom, the bottle resembles a twisted and compressed rhombus.
Naturally, they also obtained the perfumery formula.
Unfortunately, Aaron was missing nearly two ounces of Heavenly Grain.
Fortunately, Aaron managed to obtain some spices from the town lord, and he was finally able to complete the spice blend.
Aaron immediately recorded the fragrance on the Jade Record, thus becoming a Blackstone Perfumer.
Furthermore, one must undergo a fragrance tasting trial at this stage.
Naturally, he also gained the powers of the Blackstone Perfumer.
According to the Jade Record, this stage of fragrance tasting is called White Chalk.
Iron oxide is "blackened" to become black obsidian.
What happens to obsidian after it has been "whitened"?
Aaron guessed that the next stage of perfumery would definitely require the use of some kind of white material.
However, we will only know the answer when we reach that stage.
This requires a long process of appreciating the fragrance and collecting "lost chapters" to complete the Jade Record.
The lost chapters seem to allow Aaron to access something from ancient times in a way that is almost a "re-experience".
Just like the man named "Weis" whom Aaron had spoken to earlier.
Whether Aaron was experiencing a hallucination or not, at least in Aaron's senses, "Weis" possessed power far beyond Aaron's imagination.
This person also seems to have lived in the distant past, even before the mythological era.
Aaron thus realized that the separation and paradox between spices, the Emerald Book, and the lost chapters seemed to exist in the lost history.
At the same time, he could also sense that the more he learned about the past, the closer he would get to the extraordinary power that ordinary people dared not touch.
Truly extraordinary!
At the same time, Aaron also learned that he was not the first perfumer to reach the "Cretaceous" stage, so there must have been others who had collected the other lost chapters.
It's something that must be fought for, and Aaron must hurry.
Aaron's wax doll was not originally an advantage in this battle; it was merely a safe bet.
After all, their combat capabilities are limited.
But as Aaron became a "Calmite" registered in "Reality and Illusion," his newly acquired authority allowed his puppets to exist within a certain realm of imagination.
He realized that the Jade Records he had registered might be a list of perfumers with vastly different upper and lower standards.
Therefore, we must think carefully about how to utilize it.
Aaron drew several circles on the paper with the tip of his pen.
As he learned more about the Jadeite Record and the Perfumer.
He believed that the abilities granted by the Jade Record were not simply fire or ice, but rather a concept.
The key is to understand the Jade Record and the "concept" of the powers it grants.
This is a question worth exploring.
At the same time, he also learned what the "fragrance appreciation" process actually is.
According to Aaron's observations, spices undergo seven processes in a perfume bottle, including combustion, diffusion, condensation, melting, activation, blooming, and superconductivity.
If Aaron can master the timing of the seven transformations within the perfume bottle.
Perhaps Aaron could further accelerate the efficiency of the fragrance tasting.
Hmm—an experiment must be conducted.
"Hello!"
Just then, Aaron heard a voice, seemingly from the person who had just entered the library.
Although he doesn't dislike visitors, Aaron also doesn't like being disturbed.
He couldn't help but consider whether to add a "reading fee" to the library.
But the voice said, "Why did you hang my portrait?"
Aaron suddenly looked up.
His lips moved.
But he couldn't speak.
He thought he understood.
But it turns out that it might just be wishful thinking.
A girl who looks about fourteen or fifteen years old stands beside a lying mirror and a portrait of the deceased Brianna Lorraine.
The girl looked exactly like the person in the painting.
They even wore the same dress.
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