Daniel stopped in a square.
He sat on the bench and closed his eyes to relax, but his fingers lightly tapped the armrest next to the bench.
Invisible data flows in the network, and a consciousness waiting in the distance responds to the bishop’s call. Along with the slight fluctuations in the air, a female believer wearing a white dress appears in Daniel. Ahead, he bowed and saluted: "Bishop, have you summoned me?"
"Yes," Daniel opened his eyes slightly and nodded - the female cultist in front of him was his subordinate in the Order of the Eternal Sleeper. , has been trained by him for many years, her loyalty is unquestionable, and she has been promoted to the network security department by herself, but even so, she is not qualified to know the existence of her master, she is just a satisfactory assistant, "Danna, there are recent online There seem to be some rumors.”
“Rumors?” The female cultist frowned, feeling confused for a moment.
Daniel presented the several pieces of information he had just seen, and the clear words floated in front of Dana.
To be honest, Daniel himself didn’t pay much attention to this information at first: there were many believers linked to the spiritual network, and many of the many believers were extremely bored or too busy. Nervous guys, there is countless useless information flowing in this huge network every day, and too scary and unbelievable weird information is often part of this kind of useless information.
However, after he casually retrieved the statistical data of these pieces of information, he couldn't help but become concerned.
These seemingly bizarre rumors... have appeared more than once in the past half month.
The female believer carefully read the information displayed by Daniel, recalled it briefly and nodded: "Yes, Your Excellency, there are indeed rumors about this on the Internet recently, but after verification, they are all just nonsense." "
Daniel raised his eyelids: "Check?"
"Yes," the female cultist nodded. "The inspectors searched around the dream city and found nothing. The so-called abnormal hole, the priests who manage the network checked all the records connected to the network, and no one suddenly disappeared from the network or was abnormally disconnected - and the believer who claimed to have lost his memory was also found later. It is said that after the inspection, no one was found. If any brain problems are found, the so-called memory loss may be a mental imbalance and delusion caused by being connected to the Internet for a long time."
"Are they all delusions and rumors..." Daniel muttered softly, "But these. There is more than one message..."
The female cultist opened her mouth, as if she was about to say something, but she stopped together with Daniel.
An invisible wind blew through the City of Dreams, and a global broadcast announcement spread throughout the entire network from the great temple in the center of the city. All the Eternal Sleepers active in the city invariably raised their heads and looked towards In the direction of the Great Temple, Daniel is no exception.
In his field of vision, a notice from the Pope appeared:
"The recent news about psychic network anomalies, holes appearing in the network, sudden disappearance of connectors, memory loss after disconnection, etc. are all rumors, and compatriots in the church cannot believe them..."
After the announcement. , the female cultist Dana blinked and looked at Daniel: "Bishop, it seems that the archbishop's investigation has reached a conclusion. These are indeed rumors."
"Rumors..." Daniel whispered softly He said something and waved his hand, "Okay, I have nothing else to do. Go and do your own business."
"Yes, Your Excellency, Bishop." The female believer lowered her head, bowed and stepped back half way. Stepping forward, the figure disappeared in a flurry of light.
Daniel shook his head and scanned the square in front of him.
A whirlpool of shimmering light was swimming in the square, moving quickly and silently close to the ground.
Those are the so-called "patrons", which are not controlled manually, but are rooted in the spiritual network and operate according to specific logic. They are similar to the illusion of self-discipline of golems. They patrol the entire network day and night. Examining the City of Dreams, their range of activities is even wider than that of the Eternal Sleeper cultists in the City of Dreams.
The inspector came to the bench where Daniel was sitting and lightly bumped the latter's leg. When no response was received, the shimmering light retreated slightly and then stepped forward again. Bumped.
Not very smart, but dedicated to his duties.
Theoretically, the inspectors will not let go of any anomaly in the psychic network. Those messages may indeed be rumors compiled by boring people, but...it is better to report them to the master.
Daniel stood up, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in the fluctuating phosphorescence.
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In Cecil City, in the high-end laboratory of the Magic Technology Research Institute, a group of senior magic technicians, rune masters, as well as traditional mages and scholars seconded from other places They were gathered in front of an experimental table, staring at something placed in the middle of the experimental table:
A heavy book with a black cover and no trace of its age.
Gawain was also standing in the laboratory, looking at the big black book with experts and scholars from various fields. To his left stood Rebecca and Jenny, who also had their eyes widened. On the right side stood Kamel, who had no apparent expression, and Veronica, who remained expressionless. Also lying at his feet was Tier, who had been forcibly dragged over to make up the count but was now soundly asleep.
No one knows about the Ultimate Book, and no one can explain its principles clearly. Even the most knowledgeable scholars can only be at a loss when faced with this thing.
So Gawain can only call together various experts and let these professionals who have made achievements in their respective fields to judge and see how to crack the secret of this book—— These people are not required to understand or analyze this book, but they must at least come up with a solution to the problem.
For this reason, he dragged Tyr over, hoping to get help from the mysterious knowledge of the Siren——But this seems to be a wrong idea.
This salted fish came in, took a look at the Ultimate Book, and expressed that she didn’t recognize it, and then started to sleep. She has been sleeping for almost an hour now. Not to mention cold water, boiling water can’t wake her up.
Gawain tried it, but it was really impossible to wake him up...
And it took up a lot of space when she was lying on the ground.
Gawain shook his head, stretched out his legs to kick Tire's tail aside, and stepped forward: "Everyone, do you have any ideas?"
Pitman, who was standing in front, heard the sound. Turning his head, he twirled his beard, which he rubbed almost every day but never seemed to shrink: "Your Majesty, this... To be honest, it's not famous at all."
Gawain sighed: "Even Your experience doesn’t even allow you to see the train of thought..."
The implication is that you, a doubly talented person and a doubly traitor, don’t have enough experience?
Pitman was not ashamed at all, and was very calm: "That Bertila and a lot of high-level people who have studied the death of all things for hundreds of years have not become famous, so what use does my experience have? ?”
The implication is that the occupation of a cult remnant cannot be based on the number of job changes, but should be based on the time of duty. Although he jumped between two cult groups, in terms of But the total amount of real work experience is not enough, and naturally there is no access to the ultimate artifact of the sect, such as the Book of Ultimates.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, we haven't found an idea either," Jenny walked up from the side and lowered her head and said, "Although parts of this book are engraved with runes, it is completely No one knows the rune format, and the samples are too small to analyze the rules. In addition, I also suspect that those runes are not the actual effective structure of this book, and its functions should be realized through more complex and advanced mechanisms."
Kamael nodded, and his buzzing voice came from the shining arcane light: "The manufacturing technology of this book has been lost, and it is difficult for us to understand how it works - - It may come from a more advanced civilization that is far more advanced than ours, or it may come from a civilization with a completely different technological route from ours. If it is the latter... then our analysis of it will become more difficult. It’s not even possible to tell whether the patterns on its pages are decorations or functional structures, and whether its cover is to protect the book or has some other secret..."
Veronica holds the platinum scepter. , said regretfully: "What's more, it's broken now - the way in which the Death Society of All Things was used may have been too rough, resulting in the loss of such an ancient heritage of immeasurable value. If it can still run normally, we It might be much easier to analyze it."
The expression on Gawain's face was a little awkward.
But fortunately, most people here are paying attention to the book on the experimental table.
"Kamael's guess is very reasonable. Maybe both of his guesses are right," he coughed dryly to prevent everyone's attention from focusing on "It's a pity that the sample is spoiled. rough"It is not advisable to use it", "The Order of All Creation found the Ultimate Book from a very ancient underground ruins. At that time, the book was protected by an ancient device that no one could understand and whose manufacturing technology had long been lost.
“There is a view that before the first great development, even before our mortal civilization, there have been many reincarnated civilizations in the world, so we can boldly guess that this book Books are the advanced products left behind by a previous civilization."
The technicians in the laboratory couldn't help but discuss in a low voice. This conjecture of prehistoric civilization is somewhat unconventional, but in Sai. In Searle's academic field, things that challenge convention and are not new. People may find it incredible, but if it is beneficial to the research, researchers will not mind starting some discussions on this premise.
"It's a pity that it's just a copy. If you break it, it will be gone," Rebecca sighed at the side. "Otherwise, if you cut it open, maybe you can understand something..."
"Hey, hey, isn't this book already broken?" Amber immediately started to excite, "Maybe you can cut up the broken things..."
The half-elf hasn't said anything yet. After that, Gawain took him aside: "Don't make trouble!"
"Now we can only study the structure and principles of this book through some indirect means," Kamel said hummingly, "First use a crystal resonator to test whether it contains a crystallized rune structure inside, and then use the arcane detection array to test little by little whether it will react under the stimulation of specific arcane energy... This is a relatively conservative approach. But it is a relatively effective solution. If our current equipment is accurate enough, we may be able to depict its hidden magic pattern structure. Even if we can only depict part of it, it will be a huge improvement."
This seems to be a huge improvement. It is the only solution that can be realized at present - although the efficiency may be very low, at least it can be a start.
The temporary research plan was quickly finalized, and the technicians began to leave in order. Soon, only Gawain himself was left in the laboratory.
And a salted fish who slept the entire journey and didn't wake up after being accidentally stepped on several times.
Gawain stared at the Ultimate Book on the experimental platform for a few times - after the personnel left, a solid steel fence was raised around the experimental platform and shrouded in a faintly glowing shield. Inside the fence, and with the armed security forces outside the experimental facility, the book should be fairly safe here.
He retracted his gaze, turned around and prepared to leave, but as soon as he took a step, a slightly cold touch suddenly came from the outer edge of his palm.
Gawain looked down and saw a long snake tail dangling beside him, and the cool tip of the tail was poking his hand.
The owner of the tail is getting up from the ground rubbing his eyes.
This salted fish woke up.
"Actually, I have a suggestion," Tyr yawned long before Gawain thought she just wanted to get up.When she was about to say hello and go back to sleep, she said seriously, "Why don't you ask about the Mithril Treasure House?"
Gawain frowned: "The Mithril Treasure House?"
< p> "We sirens don't know much about the change of civilizations on land, and I'm really not good at things like ancient relics," Tyr retracted his tail and said lazily while coiling himself up seriously, "But there is an equally ancient race that has been paying attention to the land... Behind the mithril treasure house is the Dragon Clan. They nominally keep the clients' entrustments, but judging from the historical process, they are actually storing the relics of civilization, so... Do you think there will be another 'Ultimate Book' in their warehouse?"Tear paused and looked at Gawain: "Or, it is the same as the Ultimate Book? A thing of an era."
As Gawain had already guessed, for an ancient and powerful ancient civilization like the Kraken, the dragon clan behind the mithril treasure house... is not a secret.
He looked at this guy who was sleeping soundly a moment ago and looked extremely lazy: "It seems that you didn't sleep just now."
"I was Go to sleep, it’s just that I’m born with a keen sense of perception, and I can think about things even when I hear things in my sleep.”
“That’s really amazing,” Gawain smiled, then nodded slightly, “Thank you. Your suggestion - maybe I should contact the agent."
"This is your business," Tire shook his body, stretched his tail, and waved his hands. He arched in the direction of the door, "Anyway, I wish you good luck."
Gawain watched the siren lady arch away from his sight, and a moment later he heard the other party's voice coming from the corridor: " Hey, why are there footprints on my tail?”
…Who said you have a keen sense of perception in your sleep?