Silver Star

Faced with Zhang Qi's sharp, tangible question, Aleister did not answer immediately. Tiny bubbles rose through the life-support fluid like a silent sigh.

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"You ask me what I want to do?"

Aleister's voice came through the speakers, carrying an inhuman steadiness and emptiness. "Before I answer that question, why don't we discuss what you have in your hand? Do you understand what it is?"

"This USB drive contains the results of your life's research."

"Using the Kabbalistic Tree of Life as its foundation, you thoroughly deconstructed and reorganized the Qian primordial qualities inhabited by gods and Angels, as well as the twenty-two paths connecting them."

"You abandoned reliance on divinity and instead used humanity's own will and intellect as a fulcrum, creating an entirely new path—the Silver Star system."

"You divided a magician's growth into ten distinct ranks."

"You provided clear guidance for every way forward and every obstacle that had to be crossed at each rank—"

Zhang Qi answered, though his expression was extremely grave.

With the knowledge he had gained from Index, combined with his own understanding, he could tell that Aleister had not falsified the contents of what he had given him.

And the value of this thing was basically comparable to the cultivation techniques left behind by the Yellow-Skinned Saints.

These things also proved their initial conjecture—that this world truly possessed higher beings similar to Star Gods or immortals.

"So then, what exactly is your purpose in giving something like this to me, Aleister Crowley?"

After saying that, Zhang Qi pressed the question. As the saying went, unsolicited favors were either schemes or theft.

He simply could not imagine why Aleister would have any reason to