In the eastern region of Ansu, deep in the depths of the underground palace, Bertila? Augustus walked into a special room covered in runes and mystical symbols.

Compared to the rest of the dungeon, this room can almost be described as cramped, and the bucket room that is only two or three meters long and wide has no furnishings, except for a magic crystal lamp quietly embedded in the middle of the roof. Under the light of the magic crystal lamp, you can see runes all over the walls, floors, and roofs of the room, the runes of the Eternal Sleeper.

Bertila reached the center of the room and waved her hand casually, and from behind her there was a soft sound of the door closing, and an invisible magical barrier closed, completely isolating the room from the outside.

Then she quietly glanced around the mysterious, intricate, dazzling runes in the room, and gently slowed her breathing, unleashing her magic.

The runes in the room lit up one by one, and began to change slightly in light and shade in a regular manner, and at the hem of Bertila's priest's robe, which had erased all sacred symbols, the plant structure resembling vines and roots also stretched and spread, and with the sound of rustling, the vines slowly merged with the circle of runes on the floor......

Bertilla opened her eyes, and she saw a middle-aged man in a black robe, tall and muscular, with a serious and calm face, standing in front of her.

The black robe was different from the pure black burqa often worn by the cultists of the end of the world, it had a more complex structure, with runes and symbolic silk threads on the surface, more like a fusion of magic robes and clerical robes.

Bertila knew that the man in front of her was not really standing in front of her, it was just a phantom projected in her senses, and the serious and calm middle-aged face was not necessarily the real face of the other party, but more likely just the product of imagination, which was what the eternal sleeper was best at, and she was used to it.

"I hope there will be no more irrelevant interference in the communication this time," Bertila said lightly, "Have you investigated the situation we encountered last time?" ”

In her sight, the middle-aged man, whose body might be thousands of miles away, nodded slightly: "There has been a conclusion - your communications have not been polluted or invaded. ”

Bertila's brow furrowed slightly: "This conclusion doesn't reassure me. ”

"Don't worry, there is still a detailed interpretation," the serious-faced middle-aged man continued, with a sense of professional reliability in his tone, "The telepathic projection technique is a very high-level secret method, and its principle is extremely reliable, but as a new technology, it does have certain flaws - in the process of receiving the projection, the user's psychic impression will be amplified, and the activity in the field of consciousness will produce unexpected phenomena, and trained eternal sleepers can rely on spells and willpower to counteract this effect, But those who have not studied the secret art of eternal sleep risk creating sounds and images that should not exist in their mind projections. ”

Berthira frowned, "You mean, the 'intruder' is just my imagination?" ”

"It is true, but we have no intention of offending, simply because it is," said the middle-aged man calmly, "Lady Bertila, please recall whether there are similar imaginations or worries in your mind, even if they may be subconscious, in the process of mental projection, those things that are hidden in the heart will come to the surface, please seriously recall—what you have seen, is it that you have imagined?" ”

Berti ramen sinks like water.

She imagined the scene: Roland? Augustus suddenly appeared before him, and his brother, who had been closest and admired in the past, angrily questioned himself, and he was so disappointed by his choice that he even raised his sword......

She doesn't think that she will be plagued by similar "shadows" now, and she doesn't think that she has worried about similar scenes in her daily life.

But...... What about the subconscious? What about the deepest part of the subconscious? Even if she had complete control over her deep thoughts, the individuals she had devoured over the past seven centuries...... Have their souls and memories been accidentally mixed with their own memories, and then a little bit of hidden danger has been created?

She began to analyze calmly, and the more she analyzed, the more she believed that there was a certain probability of this.

Maybe in a dream that has been deleted by himself, in a nightmare, he really dreamed that his brother was angry with himself, and then raised his sword to cut people......

"Okay, I'll accept that," she finally exhaled softly and stared at the middle-aged man in front of her, "so I'm going to make sure, will this phenomenon happen again?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded meticulously: "I don't dare to guarantee that it will not appear 100%, but if the user is mentally prepared in advance and gives himself enough psychological hints, the chance of the 'extra phantom' appearing can be greatly reduced." ”

See Bertila? Augustus still seemed to have a trace of doubt on his face, and the middle-aged man straightened his back slightly, with a proud and unquestioning look on his face: "Lady Bertila, you don't have to doubt it - the Eternal Sleeper has always valued the interests of its allies, and we have analyzed the problems you have encountered in the most professional manner, and what I have just said is the conclusion of Bishop Daniel, the Order's highest security director, the Master of the Psychic Network, who has personally researched and made the conclusion - any Eternal Sleeper will prove to you the wisdom and meticulousness of this master." ”

Bertila clasped her arms around her chest: "I've heard the name, I don't have any more doubts. ”

"Have a nice day, then."

The images and sounds projected into her consciousness vanished, and Bertila closed the magic circle in the room.

"Is it just a subconscious fantasy......

The female patriarch muttered to herself, and then a cold look appeared on her face.

What the Eternal Sleeper said might be true, and what she saw that night was probably just an illusion, but she still didn't want to be completely relieved.

From now on, she decided not to use the "telepsychiatric" device unless it was necessary.

……

In Aldenan, the capital of Typhon, in a private break room somewhere in the Imperial Industrial Association, Daniel, dressed in black robes, woke up from meditation and blinked slightly.

He had received a message from the lower priests of the Order and knew that it was related to "Bertila? Augustus's negotiations have been successfully concluded.

The cautious and cunning goddess may not be fully convinced, but he will also believe that most of them, at least, the effect that the master asks for is certainly achievable.

The rest time is almost over, and meditating too long during the day can attract unwanted prying eyes.

Daniel glanced at the mechanical clock hanging on the wall not far away, and then stood up.

The artificial nerve cord squirmed slightly behind him, and then stayed very obediently in a position that would not cause discomfort, and the old mage felt that he was full of energy and was in very good shape.

The frenzied noise and tingling had been gone for a long time, and even though the "pleasure patterns" had been rarely looked at lately, the headaches and auditory hallucinations showed no signs of recurring.

"Thank you for the gift of the master......"

Daniel whispered to himself, almost habitually, before leaving the lounge.

Along the way, one by one the lower-ranking mages bowed their heads to him, one by one the low-ranking craftsmen took the initiative to avoid him, and one by one the scholars and assistants bowed to him.

But Daniel rarely responded to these greetings, and he just walked briskly down the hallway, finally to a project lab that he was currently focusing on.

In the spacious and bright laboratory, dozens of craftsmen or mages or assistants in short robes are busy everywhere, long tables piled up with scrolls, calculation tools, and writing materials are arranged around the room, and on the large experimental table in the center of the room, you can see complex mechanical and magical devices spread out, which seem to be half-finished.

It's a very different setting from a traditional mage lab, it's more like a workshop for engineering and alchemy than a place to study the mysteries of magic, and in fact it's the only place like this within the Imperial Engineers' Association.

- In other laboratories, it is rare to see the lowest craftsmen also involved in the development of magical devices, although Emperor Rosetta has set up such a facility for intelligent people to work together, but the strict hierarchy, the division of the transcendent, and the talent barrier are still deeply rooted in everyone's heart, and only in the project led by Daniel himself, this estrangement has been forcibly eliminated due to the strength of the old mage himself.

He was mimicking what he had seen in the Origin Laboratory, and he was imitating the "Wizard Technician" system.

"Master Daniel," the craftsman who was busy at the bench noticed the old mage's arrival, and immediately stood up and saluted, "You are here. ”

Daniel nodded, looking at the mechanical parts on the bench, "How's it going?" ”

The craftsman looked nervous, bent over and nodded: "We are trying to find a way to realize the separate rotation of the two rear wheels, and we don't have a clue yet, but it should be fast, and it will be fast......"

Daniel looked at the craftsman in front of him, who obviously had a great mechanical talent, but was habitually groveling due to environmental influences, and frowned slightly, but said nothing.

He just glanced at the half-finished products on the experimental table, and bowed slightly: "Don't be impatient, rigor is more important." ”

Then he scanned his surroundings to see several sketches nailed to the edge of a wooden frame on a shelf not far away.

On those drawings, something is depicted that is still in the conceptual stage (at least here):

A vehicle that is driven by a repulsive mechanism, relies on a mechanical device to transmit power, and can travel without relying on animal traction.

When Daniel followed his master's orders to Aldenan to show the Empire's rulers the art of magic nets, he brought with him some other techniques.

These include improvised power machines powered by repulsive runes.

The master hopes to use these basic technologies to accelerate Typhon's "industrial upheaval", and these basic technologies have indeed achieved the desired effect, but as they enter the sight of Typhon's technical workers, the subsequent development will become inevitable-

The principle of the Repulsion Mechanism is not complicated, and the simplest things such as gears, levers, and bearings have long been known, and when the craftsmen and mages of the Imperial Industrial Association are opened to the magical "Repulsion Mechanism", they will naturally think of using this thing in more fields.

Today, Typhon's own magic engines are used in mining machines, spinning machines, and looms, and merchants and nobles are lying on the machines counting flowing gold coins, while more visionary and intelligent people are contemplating the further development of the machine. Augustus ordered the Workers' Guild to develop a vehicle powered by a magical machine.

Daniel gladly took on the task, and as a "gifted genius mage" in the field of magic mechanics, he set up the engineering laboratory.

Then he jammed the project just right – there were so many parts of the project that could get stuck, differential, shifting, transmission, braking, heat dissipation, shock absorption...... Daniel had seen the complete Magic Guide Car in the Origin Lab, so he was confident that he would be able to put the project on the card for three to five years without arousing anyone's suspicion.

He was waiting for his master's next order, waiting for the order to "invent" or "imitate" the magic guide car.

The host is already preparing and Rosetta? Augustus will meet, and the next order should be coming soon.