Chapter 94: Club

"The 'Remnant Cocoon' that holds dominion over April?"

Aaron suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

He associated it with the Siming God who had been slashed open during the Battle of Sun Fall—the 【Cocoon】!

'Is the "Remnant Cocoon" related to the 【Cocoon】? And why would the "Lady of the Forest" possess part of the path of the "Pupa"? If it is truly as I suspect, the fate of the 【Cocoon】 a thousand years ago was likely not very good...' 'Hiss... calculating it this way, the 【Scarlet Creator】 is still very powerful. Among the Siming who besieged Him, the 【Black Sun】 fell directly, the 【Cocoon】 was severely injured, and the others likely fared no better...' 'Besides, in this long history of a thousand years, how many wars have occurred among the Twelve Siyuan, and how many existences have fallen, been severely injured, or been devoured?' 'If I were to force the existences from a thousand years ago into the Twelve Siyuan, I would inevitably be wildly off the mark!'

'However, when my knowledge of Secrecy is sufficiently rich, I may not be unable to deduce the true identities of the Siyuan...' 'For example, the "Pupa" is a symbol of life and change, yet it also has some stubborn, unchanging characteristics. Change and changelessness... did the 【Cocoon】 of that year have its unchanging part transform into the "Remnant Cocoon," while its changing part became the "Lady of the Forest"? Is that why the image of the "Lady of the Forest" constantly changes between the three?' 'But this does not explain the other two Elements possessed by the "Lady of the Forest"... so something else must have happened that I do not know about.'

Aaron felt a secret sense of alarm in his heart, mixed with a touch of longing.

Through studying the thousand-year Mysterious history, finding the roots of each Siyuan seemed quite interesting.

"However, why would a Mysterious case occurring in April be related to the 'Remnant Cocoon'?"

Aaron gazed at Clark and asked a question.

"Different months correspond to different Siyuan. In the season held by a Siyuan, the probability of receiving a response when praying to them or holding a Ritual is higher... This has been verified multiple times through spiritual numbers and divination."

Clark Das blew a smoke ring, his eyes deep: "Those who commit crimes crazily in April are mostly followers of the 'Remnant Cocoon,' and the 'Remnant Cocoon' is a Siyuan of a single path, so I suspect that if an Extraordinary is involved in this matter, the possibility of it being related to the 'Pupa' is very high."

"I see."

Aaron casually tossed a coin, glanced at it, and found it was heads, representing certainty.

"Are you attempting divination?"

Clark asked in surprise.

"But it failed..."

Aaron put the coin away without a trace.

Clark did not mind: "Failure is normal. I understand that feeling. After just becoming an Extraordinary, one is impatient to use their own abilities, but take note... stay low-key and keep secrets."

"I understand."

Aaron muttered to himself, this Clark Das is truly cautious.

However, only such an Extraordinary could survive safely for such a long time, right? "Then... where do you want to start? If you break directly into 19 Qiaode District, this identity of yours will be unusable... It is best to conceal your appearance first, for example... disguise yourself as a thief and conduct an Investigation at night."

Clark Das suggested.

"I plan to meet Mr. Benjamin and his wife in a public place first..."

Aaron said.

Although he had divined that this operation was not very dangerous, and with his physical strength, Swordsmanship, and marksmanship... he could basically handle anything as long as he did not encounter an Extraordinary of the Fourth Primordial Substance, he still chose to be careful and cautious.

After all, divination is not omnipotent, and situations where it cannot be divined or even where one is misled can occur!

If the preceding Elements and clues are too few, it is a very normal phenomenon for divination to fail.

And if the Primordial level of the divination target is too high, there is also a possibility of failure.

The most terrifying thing is when it involves the Siyuan; such divination might cost the diviner their life!

"Good idea. Is there anything you need my help with?"

Clark blew a smoke ring leisurely.

"Not for the moment. However, after this operation succeeds, I should obtain some spoils. It would be good if there were channels to sell them."

Aaron asked tentatively.

Clark's gaze became deep: "Hmm, Green Forest City has a Secret gathering in early August. All members enter with their identities hidden. I can introduce you."

A sincere smile appeared on Aaron's face: "That would be very much appreciated."

... A characteristic of social life in Invis is the existence of many clubs.

Retired officers' clubs, workers' clubs, and even servants have their own specialized servants' clubs.

Of course, the premises and facilities of the latter are relatively simple.

As for the highest-level clubs, they have strict entry thresholds, often requiring the guarantee and recommendation of one or two members, as well as high fees.

Inside them, it is said that there are enjoyments like Heaven, and they are also places where great nobles, great merchants, and members of parliament conduct various political transactions.

Mr. Benjamin was a member of a shooting club in Green Forest City.

Fortunately, this club was mainly aimed at the middle class, with a lower threshold, only using relatively expensive membership fees to reject the poor.

After Aaron took out a 10-pound banknote, he successfully processed his membership and entered the club.

"Our club has a large shooting range and the most professional instructors. They are often retired officers with rich shooting experience... The variety of firearms is also very rich."

A maid with a pretty face and relatively revealing clothing led the way: "Besides this, the club also has lounges, living rooms, cigar rooms, as well as restaurants, bathrooms, and sports fields... which can satisfy any request of our members."

When she said the last sentence, the implication was very heavy; she probably also held a part-time job in an ancient profession.

Moreover, seeing that Aaron was handsome, she was very proactive.

"Thank you, I would like to go to the shooting range first."

Aaron pretended not to understand the maid's meaning and arrived at the shooting range under her resentful gaze.

Under the guidance of an instructor who was tall, had a firm face, wore a uniform, and had a medal of honor pinned to his chest, Aaron came to a long table filled with various firearms.

He reached out and picked up a double-barreled shotgun about a meter long with a walnut stock.

"Remington Defender, with a range of 200 meters, it is a good helper for hunting and defense... Ordinary wealthy families like to be equipped with one; it is a sharp weapon for guarding against thieves."

The instructor introduced.

Aaron nodded, put down the shotgun, skipped over the Flintlock pistol that was exquisitely shaped and decorated with gold—more of an art piece than a weapon—and picked up a revolver.

"Colt revolver, six-round cylinder, strong recoil. Every component is meticulously crafted by artisans. There are molds nearby, and you can try making your own bullets..."

In this era, creations by masters in workshops are considered synonymous with art and fine goods.

Moreover, in many cases, bullets need to be made by the gun owner themselves.