"Ahem, please put away your thoughts first, we can't complete the task without them. Caleb closed the box and looked at the group with a smile.

If it were someone else, it is estimated that when they recognized these two soul crystals, they would decide to abandon the task and directly sell the soul crystals on the black market, which is much more beneficial than exploring the ruins.

But it's Calle who takes on the task, the Shadow, a team that takes charge of Geng until he's rated a fool by his peers. As for the three recruited temporary members, one of them was not interested in this thing, one was more interested in the powerful undead that might appear in the ruins, and the last one did not look down on these two soul crystals with a lot of impurities at all.

This is also the reason why the mission publisher dared to stuff this thing directly to Calle, in his opinion, Caleb and Shadow can be trusted, and he believes that Caleb will not tell the three temporary members if he sees the value of this thing.

If someone else takes over the task, the publisher will definitely go with them to the guillotine and open the entrance to the temple with their own hands.

Caleb opened the note, the old paper slightly yellowed, slightly wrinkled by the previous owner's careless storage. However, the feeling of the wrinkles is very surprising, compared with modern paper, the papermaking technology at that time was more developed, and the paper produced was more delicate and smooth.

"Sometimes it's hard to imagine what the old urban era was like when you look at the objects left over from the past. Lia touched the paper and said in an emotional tone: "If nothing else, let's just talk about the remains of those towering buildings, looking at them, I really can't imagine how magnificent they must be when they are complete." ”

"Yes, every time I explore the ruins, it's hard to believe that the planes, cars and other things in those novels are true! How the hell did such a big and heavy thing fly into the sky......" Yuri also sighed, when she had never been in the ruins, she really felt that those novels and picture books were made up.

"Most of the novels and picture books today are left over from the old urban era. Ernacillin interjected nonchalantly in a bland but gentler tone than before, "Art comes from life. "As a family that grew up in an art family, Ernacillin, whose hobby is art, has a lot of say in this regard.

In his spare time, his father often drew serialized sketchbooks, and Mr. Milton's serialized sketchbooks were drawn from his youth to the present, and the subject matter was his daily life, which included a large number of his loving daily life with Lady Natis, a small number of warm daily life of a family of three, and a small amount of personal shots of Enacylin.

Thanks to Mr. Milton's excellent illustrations and the excellent appearance of the prototype characters, the sales of serialized picture books are very good, and most readers have been subscribing to picture books since they were teenagers or young children, fantasizing about having an encounter with the handsome Mr. Milton to now get married and have children, and reading Mr. Milton's serialized picture books with their children has caused adolescent children to often fantasize about having an encounter with Ernacillicillin.

Indeed, most of the artist's imagination comes from life. Ani agreed with this, and she had a little guess about the identity of Ernacillrin, and she probably guessed that this was the famous Mr. Enforcer recently.

As a born better developed than her peers, tortured by obscene eyes, and somewhat afraid of men, Aini, her basic affection for ennaxiline is not low, and she belongs to the category that can be friends. But he was just a friend, and even if he was famous enough to have a nickname, the doctor lady had no interest in this kind of teenager who didn't look like he was in his twenties.

Or rather, Miss Physician has no interest in men and most women, she is only interested in Yuri.

Speaking of which, the two existing ladies of the Shadow are actually the same age, both twenty-five or sixteen years old, but the difference in height and figure is too big, and even Yuri calls Sister Ani half-self-deprecating and half-joking.

But Aini likes it.

"The old urban era is indeed an unimaginable time, but ladies and gentlemen, it's time for us to study what needs to be done, and the gentleman who issued the mission is clearly planning to release us. Calle held up his note and raised it, signaling that it was time for them to get down to business.

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

"Well, the points of attention are basically the same as those on parchment. Yuri glanced at it a few times, and felt that the travelogue recorded in the notebook was okay as a story, but the things they needed were too fragmentary, not as neat and concise as the parchment.

"It's okay to look at the travelogue, but it's too messy to write at the end, right? Who can understand this?" Yuri flipped a few more pages, feeling that the words used in the back were becoming more and more inappropriate, and the sentences were becoming more and more confusing, and in the end, it directly became a ghost drawing.

"Chaos?" Lukes, who was sitting at the top of the stairs with a knife in his hand, suddenly spoke, startling Yuri. He got up and approached, his expression a little solemn, "When did the confusion begin?"

"I'll see......," Yuri flipped through her notes, "Ah! here, June 24, and everything that follows seems to have been written on this day!"

Yuri put the note on the table and read the text out there:

"254, June 24.

I shouldn't have taken this notebook! No, I shouldn't have gone into the ruins...... No, no, I, no, what am I going to write? No, wait, why am I writing this record? Wait, record? What the hell am I writing about? What am I writing this for?

"I thought I'd sort it out, so first I went into a ruins and took the notebook. And then what did I do? I don't remember...... I think I can flip the front, yes, I should flip the front...... Wait! What did I just want to do? yes, I want to flip ...... (Painted with messy lines here, no handwriting)"

Yuri blinked, paused for a moment, and then flipped to the next page:

“...... I don't remember what I was doing, it looked like I had just finished dinner and was about to write something, and by the way, I remembered! I'm going to write in my journal for today.

I've been hearing a voice calling my name lately, right in my ear! He (crossed out) she (crossed out) it, yes, it should be used! It calls my name in many voices, my parents', my wife's, my friends'...... These voices were like nightmares, constantly calling my name in my ear, and they told me to turn off the lights, turn off the lights, and plunge the room into darkness! Damn, I must not be in the dark since I came out of that ruin!

And then the voices said, "As your parents/friends/wives, how can we harm you?" Turn off the lights and come to us!

Shut up! Shut up! Until now you want me to turn off the lights! Don't talk about coming to you anymore! Why don't I go?

They're all dead! I couldn't take it anymore, so I shouted, and it was silent for a while.

Then I heard my own voice and he told me to turn off the lights. ”

Yuri paused, took a deep breath, and looked up at the people with different expressions.

"Well, indeed...... It's weird. Ani felt a chill rub her bare upper arm. "It's chaotic in the front, and suddenly there's reason in the back, and it's a little ...... Be all abroad. ”

"Hmm...... If you read the article on the twenty-third, you won't feel that the sane part behind it is inexplicable. Yuri flipped the page before the meeting, and it was written under the date: "I don't remember what I was doing......"

"This ...... Is this a duplicate diary?" Lea frowned, and could feel that this person's sanity had begun to become unclear.

"yes, what's really weird is that the next one he's in the same way as the one in front of him! he's stuck in an endless loop, and every time he tries to go forward, he's going to lose his memory and write it over and over again. As Yuri spoke, Enacylin, who was sitting in the chair across from her, got up and motioned with her eyes that she wanted to look at the notes, which she handed over very easily.

As an amateur archaeologist who has read such books for many years and read many professional notebooks, he turned over more details from his notes.

The notes were written from 252 onwards, and according to history, it was the time when society was completely settled down and infrastructure construction began, and people often excavated many relics of the old urban era when digging foundations and paving roads. Many famous large ruins were discovered at that time. At that time, there was a saying that famous ruins are not necessarily large, but large ruins must be famous.

According to the previous owner of the note, this note was brought out by him from a certain ruin, and from the description of it, it was a super-large ruin, but no one had heard of this ruin, and there were no records or rumors of this ruin in the outside world.

Logically speaking, this is unlikely, after all, there was a "exploration fever" in that era, so how could a super-large ruin not be discovered? There are two reasons for this, the blockade of the association and the huge harm of the ruins themselves.

Ernacillin grew up in the Guild, and he would help with things like sorting out files. Before the archives were not classified, when he sorted them out, he saw that it was inevitable, and things like relic materials were simply not hidden from him, and would explain a few words to him.

This relic of Ernacillin has a deep impression, this is an absolutely sealed ruin, which cannot be passed on or entered.

The ruins are actually a temple of evil gods that have performed living sacrifices and died many explorers.

The Guild discovered the ruins because of a strange and accidental death in which the deceased was kneeling on the ground, his wrists and ankles tied together, and his expression was reverent, fanatical, as if he was worshipping something. Later, the association hired a psychic envoy from the medical department to conduct an autopsy and came to a strange conclusion: he tied himself up like this.

A notebook was left at the scene, which recorded his experiences, his companions and his death and madness over the course of two years.

The Guild found the ruins based on the notes, and after the death of a dozen psykers, the Guild decided to seal it off completely, never to enter.

Before the lockdown, they put back everything they had been given that belonged to the temple, including this notebook.

But now, the notes have appeared again.

Although they were only going to an annex ruin recorded in their notes, it was hard not to be tempted by this oversized ruin.

"Alright, don't study the rest of the stuff, it's too dangerous to be part of what we're going to study. Caleb interrupted them, "This is the mission we're going to study. If you want to study this, we can ask Mr. Employer for it after completing the task. ”

"Well, don't look at the things you don't need for the task yet, it's dangerous to see too much of the things in the back and affect the mission. Lux said a rare series of words, and Ernacillirin glanced at him, and he seemed familiar with these things.