Facing the Secret Cult leader, mysterious beyond measure, and listening to his conjectures about the universe, Li Qi merely watched calmly.
There were actually quite a few secret societies that upheld the belief of "looking to Upper Heaven."
That was only normal.
Take ordinary work, for example. No one started out aiming for failure, did they?
Then in the course of civilization's development, wanting to continue advancing upward into the heavens was only natural.
Li Qi listened to the other man's impassioned speech, nodding from time to time.
Li Qi now knew that everything which had happened was real. These living beings were by no means illusory, even if they possessed no substantive reality.
Therefore, he no longer turned a deaf ear and a blind eye to the emotional fervor they felt, as he had before reaching the fourth rank.
Though he could understand that, to these living beings, the truth might be somewhat too cruel.
After listening for a while, Li Qi silently blended into the Secret Cult.
To Garolin, the Secret Cult's leader, he was merely carrying out his usual preaching, lecturing, and disseminating the results of their research.
Though even he knew that these findings desperately needed empirical proof, observing the sky was simply too difficult. For now, they could only remain at the stage of deduction.
Only after the sermon ended, all the believers left in satisfaction, he saw each one off, and gave them notebooks filled with mathematical formulas and rigorous logical deductions, did he close the doors.
Yet after closing the doors, he discovered that one believer had not left.
"Sir, are you not leaving? Do you have some question?" Garolin asked the masked believer kindly.
He did not suspect this believer who had stayed behind. Though masked, everyone who could come here had