In the middle of the museum is the history lecture hall, the podium is a four-sided platform, is playing the holographic image of the history related to the course, the students' seats are distributed in steps, in a circle, sporadically sitting students from different departments of the college, the history teacher wanders between the rows of seats, shaking his head like an old master and talking loudly, full of knowledge spitting stars evenly irrigating each row of small saplings.

"Ability it is a kind of development of itself, communication with the natural world of special talent, long before the advent of the interstellar age, there have been records about human cultivation ability, so far found the earliest documentary record is in the ephemeris 2008, from the then was still in the primitive civilization period of the Zevelar star,...... The technological revolution has a huge impact on the development of supernatural abilities...... In the history of human development, there have been three ups and downs in the development of the discipline of paramobility... Let's remember the turning point."

Mo Ye was already far away from the location of the lecture hall at this time, but the sonorous and powerful voice of the history teacher was still clearly audible, which showed that this old man's Zhongqi was quite sufficient!

The museum is a building similar to the ancient Roman style of the earth, the stone building has a strong sense of history, the interior space is very wide, a total of four floors, and the retro decoration style reveals low-key luxury everywhere, revealing the heritage and momentum of Salander.

"Master, I've already spoken to the Academy's defense system, as long as we don't sabotage, it won't care about us"

Xiao Qi, you just said that the invasion was successful, and said hello, and it was quite kind.

In addition to the lecture hall on the first floor of the museum, the most eye-catching thing is the portraits of people around the wall on the first floor, as well as the humanoid sculptures placed in different positions, which are lifelike, and you think that they are real people at a glance.

Xiao Qi's commentator immediately put on his armor and went to work, "Master, these portraits and sculptures are all the deans of the previous Salander Academy"

Mo Ye listened to Xiao Qi's explanation and browsed all the way, and after going around for a week, Mo Ye found that there were two portrait spacing that were different from other places, and the interval was particularly wide.

Xiao Qi quickly answered Mo Ye's doubts: "These two positions were originally placed with portraits of the fourth dean and the sixth dean. It is recorded that it was stolen by someone during the war."

"Someone steals this?" Mo Ye wondered, why did the portraits of the two old men steal back?

"Of course, these portraits are made by masters of different eras, and they are also valuable works of art in their own right."

Art or something, the magician lord decisively understands incompetence.

The layout of each exhibition hall in the museum is open, each exhibition hall is naturally spaced with large exhibits, and many of the items on display are very interesting.

The museum's 'Faculty History Gallery' is a collection of different objects from the various stages of the Academy's development. These exhibits provide a faster and deeper understanding of the development of Salander College, which has gone through thirteen deans and started from a small hut with only ten students. After going through the turbulent years of war, the scale of development is really quite ups and downs.

In the center of the exhibition hall is a somewhat dilapidated thatched hut, completely covered by a transparent semi-circular protective cover, and Mo Ye stopped to observe.

"It is said that this is the thatched hut that was used as a teaching building when Salander Academy was founded. It has been preserved intact for future generations to admire," Xiao Qi said this, and added in a puzzled tone, "But after my repeated scanning, it has been confirmed that this thatched house cannot be an antiquity, it is 100% an old imitation, why should it be kept as a treasure?"

This thatched hut is arguably the museum's highest-level burglar defense, so don't worry if you dare to touch it.

It will not become a sieve, but will only be vaporized and returned to nature.

This is the crux of Xiao Qi's doubts, why is the fake goods protected so strictly?

Xiao Qi is an intelligent brain with human emotions and thinking ability. But after all, it is not a real human being, and the twists and turns in the hearts of human beings cannot fully understand Xiao Qi, for example, spiritual symbols, honor symbols, etc.

It doesn't matter if this thatched hut is real or not. It is just a symbol prop that stimulates the whole school students, teachers and students to enhance their sense of pride, cohesion and collective honor. It's symbolism.

Mo Ye remembered that the Magician Guild in the Logar Continent also had such an old object,

The god-level staff used by the first president of the Wizards Guild, the omniscient staff that was damaged and could not be repaired, the real thing was taken away by a god-level thief, and the elders of the guild knew that it was fake, so they still put the fake on display for hundreds of years, and some new magicians could even wipe tears excitedly when they looked at the staff.

Well, Lord Sorcerer admits that she was thrilled every time she saw the broken broomstick-like staff before she knew the truth.

"As long as the spiritual ideas are conveyed in place, it doesn't matter whether it's true or not. ”

"Oh" I don't know if Xiao Qi understood, and he didn't say anything after a sigh.

When he left the second floor and walked to an exhibition hall on the third floor, a seemingly ordinary exhibit attracted the attention of His Excellency the Magician, it was a dagger.

In front of the booth, three students who were visiting gathered

"Senior, this dagger is very ordinary, it looks rusty, the wear is also very strict, the blade is rolled up, why is it also on display in the exhibition hall" The person who spoke was obviously a little white freshman, and he didn't understand how a dagger that looked like a stall entered the museum.

Another person beside him said, "Junior brother, you don't understand this, this is the self-defense dagger that the ninth dean of the academy, Desa Yörk, carried with him when he was a student, it is rumored that this dean went to the advanced civilization after leaving office and never came back, Dean Dessa is a seventeenth-level high-level saint-level powerhouse, and the dagger he used when he was a teenager is of course a priceless treasure."

"Wow!"

Seeing the exclamation of the junior brother, the person on the other side also agreed, "But it's not just that, this dagger has an allusion, it is said that when Dean Desa was still a student of the senior department of the academy, he represented the academy in the inter-school league, and in the finals, he was ruthless to the opponent, making a bad move, and at the critical moment, Dean Desa used the great power of this dagger to resolve the fatal crisis,

In the end, he defeated the shameless enemy and won glory for the Academy, but it was also after that battle that the dagger was completely abolished, this is a sleeping divine weapon"

"Really? I see," the freshman's eyes had changed from doubt to adoration.

"Senior brother, do you want to know something more powerful, senior, I'll take you to see it."

"I want to, thank you, senior"

The two seniors with obscene smiles led the little white-faced junior and drifted away.

Mo Ye heard the conversation between the three of them clearly, but the value of this dagger was more than what they said.

The bronze dagger, there are traces of rust in many places, looking at where it is ordinary is not inconspicuous at all, if it were not for its former owner is a big man, it must have been recycled and reprocessed by the garbage recycling station in the morning.

However, Mo Ye judged from the first time he saw it that it was an enchanted weapon, or more precisely, it was an enchanted weapon that had been broken.

The patterns engraved on the hilt of the knife are clearly runes and arrays, and the blade is engraved with at least two magic spells that can be triggered freely, and it can be judged from the intricate patterns that it is high-level magic, but the metal material used to create the dagger is not enough to withstand the energy brought by the enchantment to exert its own power, and finally becomes a useless handful.

It's okay to say that, this dagger is not impossible to repair, put it in the hands of Mo Ye, add some Mithril to bring it back to life, and add some other high-level magic materials to more than double its power.

But that's not the point, the point is, why is there enchanted equipment here?

Obviously, the people in the academy don't know the true value of the dagger, they probably don't know that there is a technology of enchantment in the world, otherwise this dagger wouldn't be exhibited here, and it can be used for repair, or used for research.

Desa York, did he make this dagger, or did he get it by accident?

The wool full of question marks rolls and rolls and rolls into a big ball in Moya's head!

His eyebrows furrowed into a small hill, "Master, what's wrong?" Xiao Qi's question brought Mo Ye back to his senses.

Forget it, I can't think of a reason for a while, Mo Ye only put the question in his heart for the time being, and now the most important thing is to find the mysterious slate, and the mage in his heart is not in the mood to wander slowly, and he wandered around the museum while watching the lights.

No mysterious rune slate was found, because Xiao Qi had said before that it was unlikely that the slate was still in the exhibition hall, so Mo Ye couldn't talk about how disappointed he was at this time.

"Where is the museum's warehouse?"

"The warehouse is built under the basement of the museum and has two floors"

In a large court, it is not difficult for Mo Ye to suddenly disappear in a place where people come and go, but if you want to disappear suddenly without being noticed by others, you need to think of a way.

Mo Ye turned around and went to the only surveillance corner of the museum and the most intimate location, no doubt, it is the bathroom, the toilet is, there will be no better place than here.

Whoever monitors this place is purely unscrupulous, voyeuristic.

It is worthy of being a museum, and even the toilet is built with a very classical meaning and humanistic atmosphere, but its essence is still a toilet, a place to gather gold excrement, uh... I won't say much about that

Mo Ye didn't have the leisure to admire the unique decoration here, and when he walked into a vacant cubicle, Kata locked the door with a bang, and if someone poked their heads out to take a look, they would find that there was not even a single hair in the compartment, not to mention people.

In the next second, the Magician was already in the museum's underground warehouse.

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Thanks to ~Wind Flower~Snow Moon~'s Washi Bi and Pink Ticket,(☆_☆)

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