Coal smoke fills the sky and steam roars endlessly. The world is running as usual, and prosperity is within reach. But the world is ignorant.

Only a very few people have penetrated the fog of history, studied taboo knowledge, dismantled secret inspiration, and called on invisible forces. They are called "knowers".

The chaos and reality under the filthy appearance of the world gradually become clear from a mysterious concert incident:

"Hidden knowledge, shifting surge, phase, ritual vessel, witness master" - this is the extraordinary path of "knowers";

"Inspiration, composition, piano, conducting, symphony" - this is the sacred career of "artists".

Two roads, different paths, the same destination. Where the vision goes, the destiny chooses.

"The world is full of imperfections, but someone will see the glory in the end."

-Contemporary composer, pianist, conductor Carloen van Nin

"The Way can be understood, and surname can be named, but not ordinary.

Without a name, it's the beginning of heaven and earth. With a name, it's the mother of all things.

Well, there might be another 'name,' called the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, hehe..."

"I've achieved enlightenment! I've achieved enlightenment!

HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Watching his fellow Daoist whose skull has split open, the ribcage torn, growing wings of flesh, and flying into the sky,

Li Fan, with lingering fear, stops his sermon for the day.

"Sigh, I can't just blabber about the Daoist skill anymore, I've driven another one mad..."

The pine wind blows away the tea smoke, and the gods sleep peacefully in the white clouds. Unconsciously, I dreamed of the past, when an old man told stories under a tree at the entrance of the village. Those stories of gods and ghosts, fox spirits and mountain monsters that shocked the children were neither real nor illusory, strange and romantic, but I still felt that they were wonderful. ... In a dream of traveling to the immortal world, how many people can achieve immortality? The story of Lin Jue seeking immortality in a world of strange stories about gods and immortals.

Charlotte Mecklen traveled to the Fars Empire and only wanted to be a civil servant in a foreign continent. He was not a combatant... But who would have thought that civilians would also go to the battlefield!

("Is High Inspiration Wrong in the Mysterious World?", Mystery + Cthulhu + Investigator Detective)

Bathed in the bloody moonlight, listening to the whispers of the ancient gods,

The time traveler walks into this new world full of steam and steel.

The twelve main gods sit on the throne, and the old rulers hide in memories.

Mystery from the dreamland, mysterious and unpredictable strange objects, magic potions in the new world, and secrets in the old world.

On the Victorian-style street, Lynch opened the door of the detective agency and fell into deep thought at the tentacles knocking on the door.

Is there any hope for too high inspiration? Waiting online, urgent.