The three-masted sailboat, armed from head to toe with light reflectors, sailed into the pure white light beam. The chirping did not tremble with fear. Apparently the sand-eating worm did not think that the Well of Light would cause any harm to it. Danny looked at it with a gloomy expression. My cargo friend, whose weather was uncertain, asked strangely: "Are you okay? If you feel dazzled, just sit in the cabin for a while and it will be fine."
Jonah shook his head in disbelief and stood on the deck looking ahead.
The darkness was completely swallowed up by the light, and the side of the "Bactrian Wind" ship was shrouded in dazzling white light. As Danny said, the light here shines on the earth from directly above, and no object will leave a shadow, only reflectors. The vertical projection covered the entire sailboat, making it appear extremely dark on the deck, while there was endless light a few yards away. This contrast between light and darkness beyond common sense made people feel dizzy.
Danny looked up at the sails. After a short period of repairs during the windless period, the main and mizzen masts could be hoisted at full capacity. Even the half-remaining fore mast was hung with a small triangular sail. At this moment, there was an endless sea of sand. The night wind filled each sail. "At the current speed, we can leave the Well of Light in less than half an hour." He calculated in his mind and said, "If you're lucky, you can spend half an hour with the Lord God." Time for conversation,”
The apprentice astrologer understood that his words were a tease, but his heart beat involuntarily. The prophecy clearly indicated that this was the place. Half an hour was enough for many things to happen.
"Do you know who was the first unlucky man whose sails were burned off? It was Langdon Schmidt, the previous head of the Schmidt family, Edward's unlucky father, hahaha..." The male member of the Stewart family Thinking of the past, I couldn't help laughing. "All the sails, along with the flammable linoleum, ropes and old Langdon's clothes, were reduced to ashes. You can't imagine what the Goddess Light was like at that time. What does it look like, a naked sailor driving a smoking bald sailboat, hahaha..."
Danny's chatter gradually faded away, and Jonah turned his head in confusion, only to see a vast white nothingness. The three-masted sailboat, the Stewart brothers and sisters, and even the world he was familiar with disappeared. This was a land that had lost the coordinates of time and space. In the Borderless Land, except for the infinitely spreading pure white land, Jonah could not see anything, hear any sounds, touch any objects, smell any smells, and strangely, he could not feel any fear.
I don’t know how long it took, but a voice sounded from somewhere: “What is the first creed of astrologers?”
Without any hesitation, Jonah responded naturally: "Be curious and always be in awe."
"Then what," the voice asked.
"The truth will always exist in the stars. If you are ignorant, sad, or confused, you only need to look up," the astrologer's apprentice said with respect the motto of the first generation of astrology teachers.
"What is the most important virtue of an astrologer," the voice asked again.
"...Curiosity," Jonah thought for a while and replied.
"If you have to choose between truth, money, love and power, which one should you choose?" the voice asked majestically.
"The truth, the truth of all things," Jonah replied from the bottom of his heart.
"What did you have for lunch today?" the voice suddenly asked such a strange question.
Jonah was stopped by the question. He scratched his head and clapped his hands: "Oh, by the way, it's Danny's homemade beef risotto."
"Is it delicious?" Obviously this conversation is developing in an inexplicable direction.
"It's not bad. It would be nice if the ratio of onions and cheese could be adjusted and the baking time could be a few minutes longer." Jonah has no research on gourmet food, but he is no stranger to risotto, a common dish in the Western Continent. During his days at the Astrology Tower, the cook would cook risotto for dinner three or four times a week, and the picky Keshava set the perfect standard for an ideal plate of beef risotto through constant complaints.
"Did you add pepper? Black pepper, white pepper or green pepper?" the voice asked urgently.
Jonah turned his head and recalled: "Yes, it should have been fried with crushed white peppercorns in butter, so the whole plate of rice has a peppery spiciness."
"Wrong, wrong," the voice muttered in frustration, "How can pepper be put into the pot at the beginning of frying? Once heated, the aroma and spiciness in the peppercorns will dissipate in advance and be wasted in the air. It should be in After the risotto is baked, crush it and sprinkle it on the cheese layer. Mix it carefully. The heat of the risotto itself can stimulate the perfect spicy flavor of the pepper. This is the key to the delicious risotto. After so many years, mainland cooking technology Is there no progress at all..."
Jonah was a little dazed. He looked around but couldn't find the source of the sound. Of course, he couldn't figure out who was discussing cooking with him in this mysterious way. The voice asked again: "Where's dinner? What's for dinner?" "
"I haven't had dinner yet. I remember Danny said it was barbecued moa meat," Jonah answered honestly.
"Four-winged moa," the voice sounded a little excited, "the meat membrane under their wings is tight, evenly thick, chewy but not too woody. It is an ideal barbecue ingredient, but please note that the above one Since the wings carry most of the flying movements, the flesh will become slightly older. The flesh membrane of the lower pair of wings used for gliding is the best choice."
"Wait, wait..." Jonah had to raise his hands in surrender, "...who are you,"
"I," the voice paused, and said in a somewhat incredible tone: "You don't know who I am. I thought you came here specifically to see me, a young apprentice astrologer."
Jonah didn't react for a moment, coughed twice, and asked majestically again: "What is the first creed of astrologers?"
"Stay curious, always be in awe...you...are you..." the astrologer apprentice suddenly understood, his voice trembling.
A figure slowly condensed in the pure white void. The middle-aged man wearing a navy blue robe with black hair and white beard had a solemn expression, but his eyes were smiling. His smile was not unfamiliar to Jonah. The title page is printed with an oil painting portrait of this legendary figure, the founder of the Astrology Association, the author of the Seven Creeds of Astrology, the brave man who first discovered and utilized the power of the stars, and the lone traveler admired by the entire continent. At the age of 45, Gilberto Gilberto, the first-generation astrology teacher who disappeared into the turbulence of time and space together with his beloved astrology tower "Alicia", was now standing in front of him alive.
"You... you are still alive," Yona bowed down and saluted at a loss, not daring to make eye contact with the first-generation mentor.
"Of course I'm dead," Gilbernion shrugged helplessly, waving his hand to signal the astrologer's apprentice not to be nervous, "I've been dead for many years. Judging from the frequency with which the astrologer comes to visit me, it's been too many years. ,"
"Then why can I still talk to you? The person standing in front of me is you, or a phantom." Jonah's sight was projected on the chest of the first-generation mentor. The texture of the robe looked very real, not like a phantom at all. A false phantom. He wore a simple silver badge on his left chest, without the badge of the Astrologers Association. Jonah suddenly remembered that in the year when the first mentor died, the Astrologers Association had just taken shape. In the Anglican Church, It was difficult to survive in the cracks with the Magician Association, and the birth of the badge was many years later.
Gilbert Naion was stumped by this question. He scratched his chin and thought for a while, "How to say, from my own point of view, I am real, but to you, I am a phantom. What we are talking about is The time and space we live in are different. This brief meeting took place in a disordered moment in the interface of ordered time and space. Only in the gap between time and space can we have a face-to-face dialogue that did not actually happen. ,...put it this way, do you understand?"
Of course, the apprentice astrologer didn't understand. He didn't delve into it and hurriedly asked the next question: "By the way, when I was in Cherry Crossing, I passed out due to overdraft of the energy of the spiritual pool. During the coma, I made a good In the dream, there is a light ball that makes a sound to guide me in the direction of progress, giving me confidence and encouraging me to walk out of the long illusion. Is that voice your voice?"
"If you think so, then it is," the first-generation mentor said with a good-natured smile.
"Have you been waiting here for the astrologer's audience? Why has my mentor Keshava never mentioned this matter? Are these the remains of the astrology tower 'Alicia'? So where is Alicia and why is it there? There is a strange scene of eternal light. Do you... do you know the fate that happened to me? Tell me what will happen next, and what else..." Jonah's questions popped out of his mouth like a barrage, He himself didn't believe that he could speak such a long list of words fluently when facing the legendary first-generation mentor.
Gilbert Naion raised his eyelids slightly, and stopped the astrologer's apprentice's questions with just a look full of oppression, "That's it for now, I have a condition,"
"Of course," Jonah bowed his head respectfully.
"I answer your above questions, and you will continue to talk about cooking with me until the cracks in time and space are closed," the first-generation mentor made the nonsensical request with a stern expression.
"Uh... can you ask a few more questions? Just three," Jonah bargained.
"One," said Gilbernaion.
"Two, I know a recipe for a very delicious beef risotto," Jonah raised his head hopefully.
"There's not one left," said Gilbernaion.
"Okay, one," Jonah had to compromise, "Then please answer my previous question, Master Tutor,"
The first-generation mentor nodded, then turned around and walked towards the vast white distance. The astrologer apprentice was not sure whether to follow him or not, and was stunned for a moment, "Why don't you come with me? Let's just walk around." Gilbernaion issued a summons, and Jonah immediately ran towards his mentor's back, but no matter how hard he swung his legs, it was difficult to shorten the distance between him and him.