Daniel stopped in a square.

He sat on the bench with his eyes closed, but his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest next to the bench.

Invisible data flowed through the network, and a consciousness on standby in the distance responded to the bishop's call, and with a slight fluctuation in the air, a female congregant in a long white dress appeared in front of Daniel and bowed: "Bishop, you summoned me?" ”

"Hmm," Daniel opened his eyes slightly and nodded—the female cultist in front of him was his junior in the Order of the Sleepers, who had been cultivated by him for many years, her loyalty was unquestionable, and she had been promoted to the cybersecurity department by herself, but even so, she was not qualified to know about the existence of her master, she was just a decent assistant, "Dana, there seem to be some rumors on the Internet recently. ”

"Rumors?" The female believer frowned, a little confused for a moment.

Daniel presented the few messages he had just seen, and clear words floated in front of Dana.

To be honest, Daniel himself didn't care much about this information at first: there are a large number of followers linked to the psychic network, and many of the followers are idle and boring or too neurotic, and countless useless information flows in this huge network every day, and too shocking and unbelievable weird information is often part of this useless information.

However, when he retrieved the statistics of these pieces of information at random, he couldn't help but care.

These things seem like rumors and strange stories...... It has appeared more than once in the last half a month.

The female believer carefully read the information displayed by Daniel, and nodded after recalling it slightly: "Yes, Your Excellency, there have been rumors about this on the Internet recently, but after verification, they are all just nonsense. ”

Daniel raised his eyelids: "Check? ”

"Yes," the female believer nodded, "the inspectors have been patrolling around the Dream City, and they have not found any so-called anomalous holes, and the priests who manage the network have checked all the records of the connection to the network, and no one has suddenly disappeared from the network or disconnected abnormally - and the cultist who claimed to have lost his memory was later found, and it is said that no brain problems were found after the examination, and the so-called memory loss may be a mental imbalance and delusional phenomenon caused by long-term connection to the network. ”

"Are they all delusions and rumors...... Daniel muttered softly, "but there's more than one piece of news......

The female opened her mouth, as if about to say something, but stopped with Daniel.

An invisible wind blew through the Dream City, and a global announcement spread across the Internet from the Great Temple in the center of the city, and all the Eternal Sleepers in the city invariably raised their heads in the direction of the Great Temple, and Daniel was no exception.

In his field of vision, a proclamation from the Pope emerged:

"The recent rumors about the abnormality of the psychic network, the appearance of a hole in the network, the sudden disappearance of the connector, and the memory loss after disconnecting the network are all rumors, and the compatriots in the church cannot believe it......"

After the announcement, the female Dana blinked and looked at Daniel: "Bishop, it seems that the investigation of the Archbishopric has been concluded, and these are indeed rumors. ”

"Rumors...... Daniel muttered softly, waving his hand, "Well, I don't have anything else to do, go about your own." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." The female cultist lowered her head, bowed and took a half-step back, her figure disappearing into a fluctuating flash.

Daniel shook his head, his gaze sweeping the plaza in front of him.

A swirling swirl of light swirled across the square, moving rapidly and silently against the ground.

The so-called "Inspectors" are not artificially controlled, but rooted in a psychic network, operating according to a specific logic, similar to the self-discipline illusions of magic puppets, they patrol the entire network day and night, inspecting this dream city, and their range of activities is even wider than that of the Eternal Sleepers in the dream city.

The Inspector made his way to the bench where Daniel was sitting, bumped his leg slightly, and without a response, the glimmer stepped back a little, and then stepped forward again.

Not very smart, but dedicated.

Theoretically, the Inspector would not let go of any anomalies in the psychic web, and those messages may indeed be rumors made up by the boring, but ...... Let's report it to the owner.

Daniel stood up and took a step forward, his figure disappearing into a fluctuating phosphorescent light.

……

In Cecil City, in the high-end laboratory of the Magic Guiding Technology Research Institute, a group of senior magic guidance technicians, rune masters, and traditional mages and scholars seconded from elsewhere were gathered in front of a laboratory table, staring at the things placed in the middle of the experimental table:

A large, heavy book with a black cover and no date to be seen.

Gawain also stood in the laboratory, looking at the big black book with experts and scholars from various fields, on his left hand stood Rebecca and Jenny, who were also wide-eyed, on his right hand stood Carmel, who could not see his face, and Veronica, who had never looked at him, and at his feet was a tyr who had been forcibly dragged over to make up the number but was now asleep.

No one knows the Ultimate Book, let alone explains its principle, and even the most knowledgeable scholars can only be at a loss in the face of this thing.

Therefore, Gawain can only gather all kinds of experts, and let these professionals who have made achievements in their respective fields judge and judge, and see how to crack the secrets of this book - not to ask these people to know or analyze this book, at least to think of a way to break the game.

That's why he's dragging Tyre over in hopes of getting help from the Kraken's mystical knowledge—but that seems to be the wrong way to think about it.

This salted fish came in and read the book of the ultimate and said that he didn't know it at a glance, and then he began to sleep, and now he has been sleeping for almost an hour, not to mention cold water, boiling water can't wake her up.

Gawain tried, but it really didn't wake up......

And she is coiled on the ground and takes extra space.

Gawain shook his head, stretched out his leg and kicked Tyr's tail a little to the side, and stepped forward: "Guys, what do you have in mind?" ”

Pittman, who was standing in front, turned his head when he heard the sound, and stroked his beard, which he rubbed almost every day but never seemed to decrease: "Your Majesty, this ...... To be honest, I can't see the name at all. ”

Gawain sighed: "I can't even see your experience......"

The implication is that you are not experienced enough as a double apostate?

Pittman was not ashamed at all, and was particularly calm: "That Bertila and a large number of high-level people who have been studying for hundreds of years have not been famous, so what is the use of my experience?" ”

The implication is that the profession of cult remnants cannot be judged by the number of shifts, or by the time of duty - although he jumps left and right in the two cult groups, when it comes to real work experience, it is not enough to see, and naturally he cannot touch the artifact at the top of the sect, the ultimate book.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but we haven't found an idea either," Jenny said as she walked up from the side and lowered her head, "Although some parts of this book are engraved with runes, they are completely unknown to the rune system, and the sample is too small to analyze the pattern. I also suspect that the runes are not the actual structure of the book, and that their function should be achieved through more complex and advanced mechanisms. ”

Kamel nodded, and his buzzing voice came from that glowing arcane light: "The technology used to make this book has been lost, and it's hard to understand how it works—it may come from a more advanced civilization, which is far more advanced than ours, or it may come from a civilization whose technological route is very different from ours, if the latter...... It will be more difficult for us to analyze it, and we may not even be able to tell whether the patterns in its pages are decorative or functional, whether its cover is intended to protect the book or if there is something else ......"

Veronica held the platinum scepter and said regretfully, "What's more, it's broken now—the way the Death Society may have been used in such a crude way that such an ancient heritage of immeasurable value has been lost." If it still works, it might be a lot easier for us to analyze it. ”

The expression on Gawain's face was a little embarrassed.

Thankfully, most of the attention here is on the book on the bench.

"Kamel's guess makes sense, maybe both of his guesses are right," he coughed dryly, in case everyone's attention was focused on "It's a pity that the specimen is broken, and it is not advisable to use it roughly", "The Death of All Things has found the Ultimate Book from a very old underground ruin, which was protected by an ancient device that no one could understand and whose manufacturing skills had long since been lost.

"There is an opinion that before the first great exploration, and even long before our season of mortal civilization, there were many reincarnation civilizations in the world, so we can boldly guess that this book is an advanced product left by a previous season of civilization."

The technicians in the lab couldn't help but whisper that this conjecture of a prehistoric civilization was somewhat deviant, but in Cecil's academic field, challenging conventional deviance was not new, and everyone might find it incredible, but if it was beneficial to research, researchers would not mind some discussion on this premise.

"It's a pity that it's just one copy, and if it breaks, it's gone," Rebecca sighed, "Otherwise, you might be able to understand something by cutting it open......

"Hey, hey, isn't this book broken," Amber pouted at once, "You might cut something that's broken......"

Before the half-elf could finish speaking, he was taken aside by Gawain: "Don't make trouble!" ”

"Now we can only study the structure and principles of this book by some indirect means," Kamel hummed, "first test it with a crystal resonator to see if it contains crystallized runic structures inside, and then use an arcane detection circle to test little by little whether it will react to specific arcane energy stimuli...... This is a conservative but relatively effective solution. If our current equipment is accurate enough, it may be able to depict its hidden magic structures, if only partially depicted, which is a huge improvement. ”

This seems to be the only way to do it at the moment – and while it may be inefficient, at least, it can be a start.

The tentative research plan was quickly finalized, and the technicians began to leave in order, and soon only Gawain himself was left in the lab.

and a salted fish that slept the whole time and was accidentally stepped on several times and didn't wake up.

Gawain stared at the Ultimate Book on the lab bench for a few moments - after the personnel left, a sturdy steel fence had risen around the bench, and a faint glowing shield shrouded the inside of the fence, plus there were armed security forces outside the lab facility, so the book should be fairly safe to stay here.

He withdrew his gaze and turned 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, the tip of the cool tail poking at his hand.

The owner of the tail was rubbing his eyes and getting up from the ground.

This salted fish woke up.

"Actually, I have a suggestion," Tyr yawned, and when Gawain thought she was just going to say hello and go back to sleep, she said solemnly, "Why don't you ask the Mithril Vault?" ”

Gawain frowned: "Mithril Treasury? ”

"We Krakens don't know much about the evolution of civilizations on land, and I'm really not good at ancient relics," Tyr said lazily as he retracted his tail and coiled himself up seriously, "but there is an equally ancient race that has been paying attention to the land...... Behind the Mithril Vault, there are dragons, who nominally keep the customer's entrustment, but judging from the historical process, they are actually sheltering the relics of civilization, so ...... Do you think they have another 'Ultimate Book' in their warehouse? ”

Tyr paused, his eyes fixed on Gawain, "Or, something from the same era as the Book of Ultimate." ”

As Gawain had already guessed, for an ancient civilization as ancient and powerful as the Kraken, the dragon clan behind the Mithril Treasury ...... And it's no secret.

He looked at the guy who was still asleep a moment ago and looked particularly lazy: "It seems that you didn't sleep just now." ”

"I'm sleeping, it's just that I'm naturally sensitive, and I can think when I hear things in my sleep."

"That's pretty impressive," Gawain smiled and nodded slightly, "Thanks for the suggestion—maybe it's time for me to contact the agent." ”

"That's your business," Tyr shook his body, his tail stretched, and waved his hand in the direction of the doorway, "I wish you all the best." ”

Gao Wen watched the Siren lady arch out of sight, and after a moment he heard the other party's voice coming from the corridor: "Hey, how can there be footprints on my tail!?" ”

…… Who just said that the perception is sharp in sleep?