The bright morning sunlight shines through the windows on the first floor of the Traveler's Bar, giving people a warm feeling.

After Joyce got up early to go out to dinner, she was already sitting at the cast-iron round table in the bar, signing a contract with Mrs. Sophie, who had prepared the title deeds and papers.

"This is the insurance contract of the Rensu Bank, and the lease of the house has been collected, and from today Mr. Joyce is the tenant of 46 Abbey Cross Street, First Avenue. Loren, the freckled girl, helped sort it out.

"Mr. Joyce, your choice is very correct, after renting a house to the bank to insure, it is equivalent to transferring the risk to the bank, in the future, there will be any problems with the house, there will be a Lunsu Bank to make a claim, stamped, the insurance is also effective from today, you can go to the bank counter at any time, you can check the policy information. A middle-aged man with a neat beard at the round table said to Joyce meticulously.

"These vampires!"

Joyce's heart was bleeding from the bank's rental premium of two gold arro a year.

"Joyce, you're ready to move now, and I'm sure it will feel great to live in a bungalow on First Avenue. Seeing off the middle-aged head of the insurance department of Sophie Asia Pacific Taihe Bank, the girl Loren smiled and congratulated Joyce.

"I applied for a carriage to move, but I didn't have anything. "Joyce, who had been to the bungalow, only thought that the rags in the cabin could be thrown away.

Even if the cabin had hidden valuable items left by Rupert Sr., it would have been searched by Joyce during the time he had not returned home.

"I didn't expect you to actually buy it!"

As soon as Joyce returned to the second floor of the bar with the file bag, the white-haired girl Teresa couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at him as if she was looking at a man with a swollen face and a fat man.

"It doesn't feel good to be surrounded and suppressed, Teresa, you look at me like this, it will make me look like a loser. Joyce sighed that there were no secrets at the Traveler's Bar.

Although it is easier to get a contract or something, Joyce has just finished renting a house on the front foot, and the back foot is expected to become a matter of public knowledge.

"Joyce, I am impressed by your ability and courage. When he arrived at the spacious rest room, even the deputy captain of the task force, Sura Sylvia, couldn't help but smile.

"Young people's desire to change their lives is very urgent, and it is better to spend twenty gold a year to live in a comfortable house than to wait forever, you know, even if it is a bungalow on the first avenue, it costs seven or eight hundred gold Luo to buy it. The middle-aged man, Kavi Anthony, with a big chin, was lying on the couch resting, apparently not asleep.

Ervin Jarves, a young man in his twenties from the task force, just smiled at Joyce, his graceful demeanor didn't seem to take his rental seriously.

"Don't stop, can anyone tell me what's going on with the girls who have been missing so many lately? The police station has turned the case around, and the missing girls include those on Golden Rose Street. The slightly chubby middle-aged man appeared at the door of the rest room, first glanced at Joyce, and then asked the three members of the task force.

"This kind of thing, it is estimated that which slave trader did it, and if the girl who was tied to the street with a better posture could be sold somewhere else, it would have a good price. Carvi Anthony, a middle-aged man with a big chin, got up from the leather sofa.

Although the Rosen Empire entered the age of steam and machinery, slavery had not yet been abolished, and some slave traders and even well-known wealthy people maintained close relations with the imperial military and political circles.

"There's just no clue? Failing to get a satisfactory answer, the slightly fat middle-aged man blew his beard and glared.

"Mr. Bodean Arthur is serious, but he is quite powerful. Joyce had just finished making black tea when he saw the three members of the squad go out, and he didn't know whether to follow him.

"You, go to the underground file library to see the task file, that is an important way for you to accumulate experience in the early days of your work, you don't have rich knowledge, you don't know anything, how can you identify and judge, how can you get out of the task, the old Bolton is old, and his health is not very good, you should be more conscious. The slightly chubby middle-aged man yelled at Joyce.

"It's not easy for me to wander around the bar day and night, I have to take a breather, don't you?" Joyce muttered secretly, but the speed of going out was not slow.

"Give you a month to read all the files in the library, there will be no idlers here. I don't know if it was because he learned about Joyce's rent, but Bodrian Arthur was still growling, as if he had lost patience with him.

Entering the underground scroll vault with a cup of black tea, Joyce looked at the two classics of the Dark Ages in the very private scroll vault, looked at the eternal promised by the gods, and the two classics of the Dark Ages, thought about it for a while, and took a few bags of mission files.

It's not that Joyce is not interested in the previous two books, but it's that it's too draining to watch, even if he overcomes the fear of being trapped in them, it's not very effective, and he can't study the case anymore after reading it.

"The nightmare of Kevan!"

Joyce sat at her desk and saw the title of a file bag.

"In the year 198 of the industry, people committed suicide one after another in the town of Donkewan in Lunsu City, and the Tinsen mercenaries accepted the mission to investigate the strange events released, and the nightmare began, the evil spirit would sneak into people's dreams, and those who were controlled in the dreams would end their lives in a posture of kneeling and praying......" Joyce read the notes written by Rosenwen, and only felt chills all over his body, as if he was reading a horror novel.

The file mentions the secret cultivation and guardian secret object, and the evil spirit that sneaked into the dream was finally cleared by the tenth-level guardian secret weapon chasing evil sword, and the secret cultivator mentioned above is the captain of the operation Bazel, and the other person is the person who wrote the mission file, Joyce guessed that it was the old Burton.

"The evil spirit that controls the dream realm is almost incorporeal, it is really weird and terrifying, and as the leader of the secret cultivator's operation, Bazel, his ability to howl should have the strange characteristics of fear and dispelling, what is the secret object guarded? Joyce looked at the file repeatedly, carefully considering.

"Speaking of the industrial era, the time experienced is not long, this kind of chronology, is calculated at the beginning of the era, compared to the previous era of tens of thousands of years of ancient years, the industrial era can be said to be still very immature, and now it is only the 204th year of industry, the nightmare event in Kewan Town, it was already five or six years ago. "Joyce looked at the mission file and realized that what was contained in it was more useful than the books.

"Arnold Aven the Enforcer's mutation!"

With some doubts, speculations, and a desire to explore, Joyce couldn't wait to open another file bag.

"In the year 195 of the industry, Arnold Aven, the deacon of the Mechanical Church in Rensu City, because he couldn't suppress his desires, forcibly absorbed the mysterious properties of the sixth-level worship secret in the nine-vein secret stage, in a vain attempt to become a secret, which caused the mysterious characteristics to become out of control and become a monster......" Joyce's eyes widened the more he looked down.

"The mysterious characteristics of the backlash cause killing, causing serious damage, so it seems that I am not the only one who is threatened by my life, this is walking on the street, and it is not only the horror of the secret cultivation becoming a monster, this world is quite terrifying!" Joyce muttered silently in his heart.

"What is the difference between the 10th level guardian secret artifact and the 6th level enshrinement artifact, what is the difference between guarding and enshrinement?In addition, now think about it, the mechanical church believes in the god of craftsmen, and the two are also a little strange in terms of titles, and the goddess of life and the goddess of life church are corresponding, is there something unknown in this, or has it undergone a division of power replacement?" Joyce remembered what Bodian Arthur had told him about the accumulation of experience.

"Isn't it good to record these mysterious events in the mission files? If I read all these mission files, even if I am not an expert, I should be able to be at the level of a researcher. Joyce swallowed dryly, worried and curious.

"The way of secret cultivation should be from the secret qi stage to the secret person, and even the secret master, and then I don't know what is going on, from the two bags of mission files I see, it seems that it is limited to this, and on the surface, the people of the action team, including Director Bodian Arthur, do not seem to be ridiculously strong, low-level secret cultivation, maybe they are taking a mysterious and strange route, and it is not certain that the enemy can defeat the guns for the time being!" Joyce's thoughts were extremely active.

"Look for alchemist Barrow White. ”

Joyce continued to open a file bag and found some information about the need to take secret medicine for advanced arcane cultivation, as well as the vague sequence of alchemy.

"The role of the twelfth-level alchemist can roughly bring help to the secret cultivation of the secret qi stage, as well as the secret person, and in the alchemy sequence, the alchemist is different from the secret medicine master, the potion master, the herbalist master, and the pharmacist, speaking of alchemy, I will too, but I don't know if there is anything in common with the alchemists in this world. It was only then that Joyce understood that taking the secret medicine was a relatively safe way to advance the mystical practice.

"The death of an Inhuman cultivator in the Quinham Mountains. ”

It didn't take long for Joyce to open the fourth bag of files.

"In the year 203 of industry, a watchman found that the high-dimensional passage of the Quinham Mountains flew out of the cultivators of the Otherworld, damn the space is distorted, the area of these gray fog domains is too large, and they appear in many places, it is not at all shrouded by one or two gates of radiance, fortunately, the news is timely, the Church of the Goddess of Life, the Church of Machinery, the Church of Radiance, and the secret cultivators of the military in Rensu City sent out to encircle and suppress ......" Joyce's face twitched slightly when he saw this, wondering if if he was known to be a soul traveler, would he be judged a heretic and nailed to the gallows.