Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 275: The Twelve Zodiac Signs (Subscription Update)

Chapter 275: Chapter 275: The Twelve Zodiac Signs (Subscription Update)

Isabella thought too much.

The minor incident during lunch was merely a casual inquiry from Zhong Shenxiu.

After it ended, he didn’t return to his bedroom for a nap; instead, he went to the study.

The shiny mahogany bookshelves were sporadically filled with some books, appearing somewhat sparse.

In the Mesoamerican Federation, knowledge was expensive, and the literacy rate among the poor had never surpassed 5%. Many people could only write their own names and therefore often fell prey to various scams, being used as innocent scapegoats.

After all, making someone who couldn’t even understand a contract aware of potential pitfalls was exceedingly difficult.

Zhong Shenxiu leaned back in a soft chair, casually pulling out a book titled "An Overview of Religions."

Within this brown, hard-covered book was a record of religions commonly found in the Mesoamerican Federation and several large colonies; it was the most comprehensive text he had obtained on the subject.

Of course, most of them were very orthodox churches.

He flipped open a page at random, "...The Si Sui Church worships a deity who governs time. They believe the deity, named ’Si Sui,’ in and of itself defines time... Before its emergence, the world barely had a stable concept of time, so in a sense, Si Sui is time itself."

"The followers of Si Sui strictly adhere to the concept of time; tardiness and delays are extremely intolerable to them... They like to hold large prayer ceremonies at the beginning and end of each month, but this deity, Si Sui, has never bestowed any miracles... The priests proclaim that Si Sui is the oldest deity, and defining time is his greatest miracle..."

"In addition to the Si Sui Church, the Seven Difficulties God Church is also a recognized orthodox religion by the Federation. It promotes the idea of suffering, asserting that life is inherently about enduring hardships, and only through this can one cleanse oneself of sins. Priests often chose self-flagellation during festivities as a means of seeking salvation... however, some extremist priests opt to lash others, undoubtedly infringing upon federal law..."

...

"In the Siri Colony, the local natives have a very unique natural belief and totem worship. A sect called ’Voodoo’ is widely spread in Siri and has even been discovered in other continental colonies... As for how these geographically separated, culturally and linguistically diverse, seafaring-incapable natives hold a common faith, it remains an enigma for the religious community to this day..."

"And among the various primitive tribes, the myriad of different objects of worship is as numerous as stars in the sky; just on the Red Soil Continent alone, there have been 92 discovered forms of primitive worship..."

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"Sirians... Voodoo worship?"

"Mm, as indigenous peoples of the colonies, they may be ignorant, but there might indeed be some mysterious traditions passed down..."

"The Notting Hill family should know something about this, right?"

Thinking of this family, a cold smirk appeared on Zhong Shenxiu’s face.

Although the previous intimidation had led to a sort of truce between them, he knew they were still covertly plotting revenge.

They were simply biding their time, lacking the confidence to take him down.

The moment he ran into trouble, his thriving business and beautiful family would collapse like a castle on a sand dune.

"I wonder if they could bring someone from the mystical side... That might also be an opportunity."

Zhong Shenxiu pondered to himself.

He only wanted to slowly infiltrate the mystical side of this world, not to start off immediately under high scrutiny.

Like the Special Affairs Bureau!

Within such a major federal agency, there must be extremely powerful extraordinaries, with means beyond his imagination.

They might even unearth some of Li Wei’s secrets!

But those extraordinaries, who could be hired by a gang, probably wouldn’t be so formidable and could be easily dealt with, thus unlocking the doors to a new world.

After contemplating these matters, Zhong Shenxiu put the book back on the shelf and returned to his bedroom to rest.

When evening came and night descended, he had a lavish dinner with his family. Then, protected by his scar-faced bodyguard, he made his way to the Whisperer Bar.

The bar was livelier than ever today, with an increased number of well-dressed gentlemen.

Clad in a white shirt and black vest, Zhong Shenxiu looked around the bar with interest, observing the myriad of life’s dramas unfolding.

Suddenly, following the gaze of the men in the room, Ms. Zhu Li once again entered the Whisperer Bar.

"Welcome, beautiful lady, the whole bar lights up with your arrival!"

Zhong Shenxiu revealed a hint of a smile.

"What do you recommend today?"

Julie took off her black gloves and placed them on the bar, asking casually.

It seemed she indeed loved the cocktails here.

"La Belle Dame Sans Merci!"

Zhong Shenxiu deftly combined egg whites, pomegranate syrup with milk and cream to craft a beautifully dreamy pink cocktail.

"It’s also one of the twelve zodiac signs, representing romantic love!"

"The twelve zodiac signs?"

Julie smiled, taking a delicate sip of her cocktail: "Unfortunately... I’ve passed the age of believing in love. You might as well tell me about the problems with zodiac signs."

"Haha, that’s my private naming for twelve different cocktails,"

Zhong Shenxiu replied with a smile, wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

"Then, can I order all of them?" Julie expressed interest, resting her pristine right hand under her chin.

"That won’t do, I mix them randomly each day..."

Zhong Shenxiu laughed, shaking his head: "Looking forward to a new surprise each day is the secret to keeping the soul youthful."

"You really are interesting..."

Julie laughed heartily, her radiant demeanor immediately attracting more men’s attention.

A drunken Great Han seemed to make up his mind, clumsily making his way over with a beer in hand: "Beau... beautiful chick, come have a drink with me... *hic*... perhaps we can also discuss matters of price... *hic*..."

"This gentleman... forget it, I can’t be bothered with pleasantries."

Zhong Shenxiu frowned slightly, somewhat helplessly.

Such people were a common sight in any bar, and he had seen plenty.

At that moment, he snapped his fingers.

Pop!

Two bouncers suddenly appeared, each taking a side of the drunkard and promptly tossing him out.

A few who seemed to be the drunkard’s companions, with blood rushing to their heads, were about to curse and smash bottles.

Immediately, they saw the bartender pull out a typewriter from under the bar.

The noise in the bar suddenly hushed, everyone going wide-eyed with surprise.

It was only then that some vaguely remembered the former owner of the bar had been easily turned over by a young man wielding a typewriter.

"We welcome every guest, but that does not mean we tolerate disrespect!"

Zhong Shenxiu pointed the gun at the group: "Scarface, please escort these gentlemen out, and make sure they settle their tab."

"Right away, boss!"

The scar-faced bouncer who rushed in looked at the men with a fierce expression.

"You’ve surprised me once again."

Julie’s lips curved into a smile, as though watching a play, and added her remark: "Are you the owner here?"

"Yes, after all, no one said an owner can’t double as a bartender..."

Zhong Shenxiu put away the typewriter and shrugged his shoulders.