To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 410: Chapter 248 Attitude of the Great Nobles_2

Now the vast library was open to Tang Mo, all sorts of expensive books ready to be read at will, an opportunity that was truly rare.

Noticing that Tang Mo was already engrossed in the books, the old butler silently withdrew, and even managed to close the door without making a sound.

Tang Mo then opened the book to find it was a mythological text.

“The world was originally chaotic and unordered, and after the Main God was born in the form of a cat, It realized that this world was no longer worth cherishing.”

“The Main God left behind Its whiskers before departing from this place. Its whiskers slowly grew, and in the Shadows, they gained their own consciousness, thus becoming the Goddess of Mercy.”

“The loving Goddess, seeing the miserable state of things here, deemed it tragic. The Goddess’s tears caught the attention of an Outer God, who sympathized with the Goddess’s plight and lent Its power to her.”

“The Goddess began to reconstruct the world with the power of the Outer God, and the world, full of holes, gradually took shape. Using the remnants of the world, the Goddess created all beings and lent Her power to the Priests. The former High Priests used the Goddess’s power to build more than a dozen cities, and Yifate was one of them.”

“First-class nobles were the descendants of the High Priests, their blood noble and pure. Fifth-class nobles were the guards of the High Priest, their loyalty sacred and steadfast. The world was rightly managed by them.”

Having quickly flipped through the entire book, Tang Mo felt that although it was labeled mythology, there were many parts that seemed to reflect reality.

He surmised that this was probably related to the relatively recent formation of the city. The history of Yifate and other major cities spanned only a few centuries; mythology and history were still intertwined, with many genuine elements mixed in.

Jotting down the content of interest, Tang Mo turned to the second book.

This book was titled “The Secrets of the Magician”, with an unknown author.

At the beginning of the book, the author stated a fact: Magic is merely a natural gift, and cannot be acquired later in life.

Magic is a loophole in the fabric of the world. When a certain child is born, the Laws encounter an issue with their body, granting them the innate ability to see and control the loopholes of the world.

However, this ability is both a blessing and a curse. The loopholes of the world bring magicians immense power, but they also cause them to constantly hear whispers from the Shadows.

These Shadows exist within the world’s loopholes and unlike Shadow Particles, these whispers pollute not the flesh but the soul of the magician.

Over time, magicians will inevitably be corrupted by the Shadows into decline, and some magicians will fall into becoming Dark Magicians, spreading the gospel of Shadows everywhere they roam.

Since their power originates from loopholes, magicians in a place like Yifate, protected by Divine Power, tend to feel somewhat constrained, only in the outside world can they unleash their full potential.

This also led magicians to live in isolation; they are either quietly pursuing the truth through loopholes or seeking ways to rid themselves of the curse, with most magicians eventually descending into madness, merging with the Shadows to become terrifying Dark Magicians.

“No wonder, although I’ve heard the rumors about magicians, I’ve never seen one, so this is the reason.”

After finishing the book, Tang Mo looked out at the world beyond the barrier, feeling a certain longing.

“New World” has only opened the Yifate region for now, and the City of Judgment is still under construction; when it is completed, it will offer more gameplay and bring more surprises.

The thought of more interesting gameplay made Tang Mo feel as if a hundred monkeys were scratching at his chest, making him eager to see the DLC right away.

Forcing himself to calm down, Tang Mo continued to read.

The few centuries of history in Yifate are indeed not very long. The population, including the surrounding villages and towns, is not very large, and the number of books produced by scholars seems abundant, but most of them are just repeating the same old paths without much innovation.

So, although he started reading slowly at first, once Tang Mo understood their schemes, he began to read at a glance, pausing only when some interesting ideas emerged, then quickly moving on.

Thanks to this reading skill, he managed to finish all the books in the library in a very short time, and made cheat sheets of most of the contents, convenient for his personal advantage.

After all, players naturally pull some tricks to give themselves some convenience, isn’t that a normal thing?

When Tang Mo left the library, the old butler quickly reported this to Kevin, who promptly came here, receiving Tang Mo first thing after he emerged.

With his arms spread wide, Kevin said exaggeratedly, “Mr. Tang Mo, welcome! You look like you must have learned a lot, eh?”

“Are you imitating your great-great-great-grandfather?”

“What?”

“‘If you really care about me, then bring me some wine and meat instead of standing there like a block of wood!’ That’s what your great-great-great-grandfather said to his son after coming back from the dead. But instead of coming back from the dead, I’d rather believe that the old man faked his death and came back to life after being put in the coffin.”

Kevin’s eyes widened, and the motion of stroking his mustache froze, even snapping a whisker.

Tang Mo’s imitation was spot on, perfectly channeling the ancestor’s persona, which revealed to Kevin that this Angel Envoy was smarter than he had thought.

After carefully probing a few times, Kevin realized that Tang Mo knew not only the gist but could even recall the exact text with a little bit of memory and then recite it verbatim.

On his own, Tang Mo definitely couldn’t have memorized all the content, but there were many in his game group with similar situations. By sharing with each other, they managed to create an external plug-in that could search for similar records in the game with just a few vague keywords.

With the efforts of hundreds, handling Kevin was really too easy.

Kevin had no idea of the effort Tang Mo put into this task, but it didn’t impede his admiration for Tang Mo.

He believed that Tang Mo was surely the favorite Angel Envoy of the God of Education, descending to save people from ignorance.

Tang Mo also felt that he was about to make his mark and influence the direction of the game with his abilities.

However, as it turned out, he was thinking too much.

Kevin didn’t let Tang Mo start teaching him, but instead took him to frequent various parties, sometimes three or four times a day.

At these parties, he packaged Tang Mo as his family tutor, proclaiming that all his talents originated from the God of Education and that he knew everything.

Such exaggerated descriptions naturally provoked some displeasure, but after a few attempts, they had to admit that Tang Mo’s memory was indeed astounding.

The challenges of these people inadvertently boosted Tang Mo’s reputation even further, making him renowned and exposing him to more challenges.

In the process, he even encountered players like himself, engaging in a battle of wits, and though he won in the end, Tang Mo still felt uncomfortable.

He came to mentor Kevin, not to be exhibited in battles!

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Tang Mo found Kevin and told him that his time was precious and couldn’t be wasted on these trivial parties.

He was there to do important things!

After learning Tang Mo’s thoughts, Kevin pondered for a moment and then asked, “Then, may I know what you want to teach me?”

“About the principles of life and the attitude towards common people, etc.”

Knowing that Tang Mo just wanted to teach these things, Kevin breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Sorry, I indeed ignored your feelings before, but I can make it up. How do you plan for me to treat the populace?”

Tang Mo immediately listed many things, including raising wages, improving housing, and ensuring healthcare and education.

All these were old platitudes, yet Kevin nodded frequently, listening earnestly and taking notes on paper.

He promised to implement them but asked Tang Mo to attend a party with him that evening where a third-tier noble would be present, an opportunity that didn’t come by often.

When leaving, he handed the paper to his butler and then pushed Tang Mo out the door.

And on the paper was only one sentence: “Ignore him.”