Dream space.

Eneracillin sat across from Minno, and the layout of the dream space changed again, and they were now seated on either side of a small square table with fake desserts and tea, as if they were in a café.

"Since I don't know the current history and what your understanding of psionic energy is, let's start at the beginning. Minno's fingers moved slightly, and the teacups floated up and were placed in front of them, and the steaming teapot poured the same amount of tea for both teacups.

Enacillin watched all this curiously, and after receiving Minno's signal, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea inside.

The tea has a refreshing sensation that is characteristic of mint, and there are some special tea aromas with a floral fragrance.

"Mr. Mingnuo, what kind of tea is this? The taste and smell are very special. "Although the tea is fake, the smell is real.

"White tea with mint, old urban times. Minno picked up the teacup, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"Since we're talking about the old city, let's start with the very beginnings. ”

"The Psionic Society's record in this regard isn't really too wrong, it's just not detailed enough. First of all, the world existed from the beginning, and psionic energy made the world fit for life. By the way, psionic energy here refers to psionic energy itself, not psionic energy as energy. ”

"For example, the world was originally an ethereal wasteland, and psionic energy itself was the one who opened the wasteland. ”

"The people who open up the wasteland, the psionic energy itself, the psionic energy is not unconscious, there is no instinct?" Enacyrin did not quite understand.

"Yes, psionic energy is the existence of no consciousness and no instinct, but psionic energy itself is not necessarily. No living beings know what He really is, He only appeared when all living beings were first created. Originally, psionic beings placed two supreme beings in charge of the world, but later, the two administrators became one, the one true god recorded by the guild. ”

"What about the other one?" Mino's description of the world manager clearly aroused Enacylin's interest, and he wondered why the other manager had not been recorded in the history of the association.

"He'......" Minno shook his head and made a silent gesture, "He's not something you can understand now. And, what I am telling you today you can only understand, and you must never say it to the outside world. ”

Ernacillin nodded, he was not an ignorant and fearless person, he knew what not to ask and what not to say.

............

The next morning, Enacillin, who had breakfast in disguise, went to the association.

He consciously made Minno sense the demonic followers who were watching over him, and found that they couldn't monitor his every move after he entered the guild - it was not surprising, Calensina was not an ornament, it was able to guard the gates of the guild to this day, because of its great ability and irreplaceable wisdom and loyalty.

In the archives, Enacyrin sat at his desk, talking to Mo Mo about his plans.

"So, you're planning to contact the demon retinue tomorrow?" looked at Enacylin, who was dressed in a gloomy and mysterious outfit, and his fingers unconsciously turned a pen.

Ernacillin nodded, it was his decision after consideration, if he wanted to make a break with the guild without any flaws, he had to take the time to put on a good show for the demonic followers who were watching in the shadows.

The other day he had gotten rid of them had aroused suspicion, and he had to play a break with the association as soon as possible.

"So, who are you going to find to play with you?" Qiao Mo raised her eyebrows, she had already guessed the candidate in her heart.

"Leloa, of course. Ernacillin habitually showed a gentle smile, but with the now sick and gloomy countenance, it looked a little strange and reluctant.

It's no problem, Leloa and Enasilin are acting, and it's an accident that the people whose brains are basically sacrificed to the devil can be debunked.

She reached out and picked up the receiver of the phone, and the other hand flicked it on the telephone tray a few times, and after a while, a clear and clean female voice came out of the earpiece:

"Hello Your Excellency, I am your exclusive operator, where do you need to be transferred?"

"Turn librarian Leloa. ”

"Okay, now I'll transfer you to Mr. Leloa. ”

A busy tone came from the earpiece, and then Leloya's voice came out:

"Miss Momo?"

"Do you have time to come to me now? ”

"Okay! I'll go over at once. ”

Smack.

Mo Mo put down the microphone and glanced at Enacillin on the other side, she didn't need to feel that she knew that some guy who seemed to be an old friend was chatting with Enacillin again.

At this time, Mingnuo, who was basically exposed to the perception of Momo, was doing nothing to talk with Enaxirin.

"Actually, I think, isn't the technology of your time too chaotic? From his tone, Eneracillin did not hear his emotion about the rapid development of technology, he seemed to be accustomed to these developments, and even felt that such developments were not quite correct.

Ernacillic couldn't figure it out, so he decided to carry forward the spirit of asking if he didn't understand:

"Isn't that right?"

"You can't say it's wrong, but don't you think it's strange to go straight from rotary telephones to push-button mobile phones?"

When Ernacillin heard him say this, he also realized that something was wrong.

Indeed, how can there be such a thing as a landline telephone dialing or a dial, and a mobile phone can suddenly use a button to dial a number? Shouldn't there be a process of changing the dial to the buttons in the middle?

"Is that possible...... Is there someone as powerful as you who has survived to the present day and is pushing the boundaries of technology?" Enacillin asked tentatively, in a sense, it wasn't impossible. He had always suspected that his husband might be from the old urban era, and he knew some history as well as he could see it unfold.

"No way. Mingnuo was resolute and decisive, and denied it without hesitation.

"First of all, in order to live up to now, you have to reach a very high person, a person that you can't understand yet, you just need to know that a creature who has reached this person can never tell the people of the present age about the technology of the past era. ”

"No one wants to pay the price. ”

From Minno's words, Enacillicillin gets a great deal of information.

Ming Nuo said that this extremely high personality means that he is in this extremely high status, and the technology in the past shows that the direction of the association's research is not wrong, and the technology of the old urban era is indeed beyond their imagination; and most importantly, Miss Mo seems to know him, and it can be concluded from this that Miss Mo really existed when the association was established thousands of years ago. And judging from the attitude of Mr. Minno's onlooker of history, Miss Mo's eagerness to record every action of the Society can be explained by sufficient reason.

"I think you can keep an eye on that. While rapid technological development is not a bad thing, it is important to keep an eye out for such extreme developments. ”

"Then ......" Enacillin was about to ask something, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

The person who knocked on the door was Leloa.

He never believed in the so-called "small" task in the mouth of Miss Mo, the last time she said this, Enasilin was sent to the refugee area to collect evidence of Mafia's crimes, which directly led to the launch of the "Mafia Clearance Plan", which was recorded in the history books of the association to celebrate the removal of this cancer.

"Is this mission a precursor to any action?" Leloya said casually, he had always been like this, presumptuous and casual, he had known each other for more than ten years anyway, and he was not so serious all the time when it was necessary. On the other hand, if he becomes as cold and serious as Eglesh one day, it is likely that he has suffered from a demon.

"Sort of. Mo Mo nodded, "This time I was looking for you to let you cooperate with Enacillerin to perform a play, so that he could ......" She glanced at Enacillin and silently asked for the name of the new identity.

"Sirin Holmos. Enacyrin smiled and said a pseudonym, which was also the same one used to find Little Lanna.

"Well, let the identity of Sirin go undercover to the demon retinue organization. ”

"Ah, I see. It's just a play, we're good at this. "Leloa suddenly realized that it was too easy to fool the demon's followers or something, you must know that these guys have basically dedicated their brains to their master.

It's not that psionic powers make the Guild look down on demonic followers (though that and factors play a large part of the equation), it's that they are so deceptive.

For example, in order to please their master, they took great pains to install four six-meter-high metal poles in an unobstructed place under the attack of the association, and a four-meter-wide and five-meter-long metal plate was erected above the metal poles, which looked like a large barbecue grill from a distance.

What's even more confusing is that they not only built this barbecue grill very persistently, but also danced a very confusing and weird dance on the board barefoot every day, and the rain wipers and wind could not stop them. I remember that during the hottest period of the year, the stationed psionic envoys each held half a frozen "Waterman" fruit under a huge umbrella every day, digging the flesh with a spoon to relieve the heat, while looking at the demon retinue dancing like fleas on the metal plate on a hot day in confusion, and I don't know if it was burned or the dance during that time was so weird. Anyway, according to Mr. Songen, the psychic envoy who was on duty at the time and did not want to be named, they smelled the strange aroma of barbecue for many days.

Eventually, the confusion ended with a massive thunderstorm. The metal used for the large barbecue grill had excellent electrical conductivity and was in an unobstructed environment, so the demonic retinue who was surrounding the barbecue grill for rituals made a forced electrotherapy by the way and went directly to meet their master.

When the association learned of this, it was confused, what did such an organization rely on to fight with them for almost 400 years?

"So, what are we going to do?" Leloya looked at Enacylin, a little curious as to what he had in mind.

"It's very simple, it's enough to play an argument. Enaciillin lifted his glasses and smiled meaningfully.

"That's it?" Leloya was stunned for a moment, feeling that Enacylin's plan shouldn't be so simple.

"Yes, what else? Look at my current image, and the secret of murder, which is not to be known by the Association, the reproach of a friend and a sufficiently heated quarrel are enough to push Cillin, a sick, gloomy and sick man, to the opposite side of the Association. ”

"Makes sense, I probably know how to act. Leloa smiled brightly.

He is looking forward to the drama that will be played out next.