“...... I wonder if you have any worth sharing and comments after reading the manuscript just now? ”

When Chen Feng heard this, he just crossed his hands and ten fingers, put them in front of him, leaned his body slightly on the round iron seat, and muttered for a moment before saying:

"I did decipher into a few key, or funny snippets......"

Mr. Logic's face was immediately excited, and he lowered his posture and asked:

"If you don't mind, can you give a hint of a few words? After all, as you know, it costs a lot of money to apply for a manuscript archive from the XS Foundation higher-ups. ”

As he spoke, as if he was afraid of causing Mr. Pangu's displeasure, Mr. Logic hurriedly added:

"If we apply for some old files every time, we can get something in return. Even if it's a tiny progressive return, it will be more convincing and easier to qualify for the old file to be consulted and researched again. What do you think? ”

Chen Feng pretended not to care, and bowed slightly:

"Fragmented, unwritten, very individual interesting decryptions, for me, are just insignificant. If I can help you get more manuscript archives, I don't mind sharing a little bit with you. ”

Hearing that Mr. 'Pangu' was relieved, Mr. Logic was even more happy, and hurriedly respectfully held the dark blue light screen and handed it to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's fingers stretched out and swiped across the touch page of the light screen, leaving a few fragments that he didn't think were affected:

"Boredom Essay No. 130...... Accepted...... slowed down...... It's too hard to do...... Conquer the world...... High Sequence Extraordinary ...... I can't sleep well...... Answer......"

"Boredom Essay No. 285...... The Tribunal's Meritorious ...... Hell Adventure...... Creatures of Hell...... Hell ultimately rules the old Creator ......"

As for the description of 'Lucifer' on the last manuscript, Chen Feng did not intend to risk revealing a few words, as this would give rise to unpredictable risks.

So Chen Feng wrote down these few font fragments, which are basically safe.

Sure enough, after Chen Feng wrote it, Mr. Logic's eyes seemed to glow. That attitude of reverence almost overflowed from his gold-rimmed monocle......

"Thank you so much for your generosity!"

Mr. Logic carefully copied the font fragment left by Chen Feng and sent it to his 'inventory'. Then again:

"I have a question, I would like to ask your opinion. Of course, if it offends you, I apologize, and you can leave it unanswered. ”

Chen Feng actually showed respect to Mr. Logic, and he was also cautious in his heart. Because it's hard to maintain a tight profile, and with a little exposure, the end is not so wonderful.

"What's your question, I'll hear it first." Chen Feng replied in an indifferent tone.

Mr. Logic pondered for a moment, and then asked slowly in a low and mellow tone, "What I want to know is, why do you judge the advent of the gods of hell, or the invasion of hellish creatures, just to explore the source of the bug?" ”

Chen Feng thought about it in his heart, and then continued to say in a light but indifferent tone:

"I've been asleep for too long, but your question is a matter of common sense to me. However, I find that you, and your members, have great doubts about this common sense. Therefore, I have decided not to discuss this topic, so as not to affect your judgment at this level. ”

Chen Feng's misty statement, as well as his style of retracting after only half of the words, made Mr. Logic very useful, and it happened to confirm Mr. Logic's conjecture.

'I see!' Mr. Pangu said it was common sense, so he must have known this answer before the establishment of the Mysteries Institute in 1941! ”

"Because after the establishment of the Mystery Institute, the secret of the special evolution effect of the BUG source creation was completely blocked from all latecomers. There is no longer such common sense in the world, but Mr. 'Pangu' says it is common sense! ”

"Sure enough, Mr. Pangu is indeed a strong man who woke up from his slumber in the 'holy coffin'. Well, he's supposed to belong to that old-school high-order powerhouse, focusing on solid organization, deep faith, and resources to keep climbing upwards. ”

"Young Master Yuanbi is right! This Mr. Pangu must stay at any cost. This is good for the Secret Garden, as well as for the Pure Yang Family! ”

After continuous thinking, Mr. Logic made a decision, and immediately said in a respectful manner:

Your answer makes me both admire and shock. Truth be told, our creators of the 'Secret Garden of Ancient Monuments' have made a guess about your identity. If you guessed correctly, you must be the senior who woke up from the slumber of the 'Holy Coffin'! ”

Chen Feng neither admitted nor denied a "hmm", and continued to hide in the darkness of the hood, without revealing any emotions and attitudes.

Mr. Logic's body trembled slightly, and he continued:

"I know that seniors like you value strong organizations and deep beliefs. Presumably, you should know that the 'Pure Yang Family' from the Free State of Bliss. Here, on behalf of the 'Pure Yang Family', I would like to extend an invitation to you......"

Chen Feng's ears echoed with the name 'Pure Yang Family', and he finally understood that the backer behind the 'Secret Garden of Ancient Texts and Monuments' was actually the 'Pure Yang Family'.

Then the previous doubts about the opening of permissions are now cleared of the clouds and have an answer.

'My amazing performance in the Secret Garden has attracted the attention of the Pure Yang Family, so it brings a series of friendly conveniences. Chen Feng nodded silently.

Mr. Logic continues:

"Of course, I hope you will consider this discreet invitation. As a solid and deeply believing angel inheritance family, the Pure Yang Family will definitely have resources that will interest you! ”

When Chen Feng heard this, he couldn't help but pause in his heart.

Does this mean that you want to switch from online appointments to offline real meetings? ’

If this is the case, Chen Feng is not willing to be killed.

'I don't have a coffin...... You have recognized the wrong person...... Chen Feng laughed at himself in his heart.

But Mr. Logic's words are so respectful that he can't fail to answer. Chen Feng thought about it, but still maintained a calm attitude, and said:

"After waking up from my slumber, I need a moment to sort through my memories and a new perspective on the world. So, I think it's not bad at the moment. The reading experience on the Dark River Network is okay, and I don't plan to change it now. ”

Mr. Logic heard that Chen Feng had the meaning of refusal, and almost broke out in a cold sweat again, so he quickly explained:

"Dear Mr. Pangu, on behalf of the 'Pure Yang Family', I have no intention of disturbing your peace on the Dark River Network. What I mean by this is that you can send out 'Dao Signs' to participate in the 'Pure Yang Family's adventure party activities on a regular basis. ”

"You should know that there is a delay in communication between the federal world and Hell. Most of the adventure groups are in a situation where they are unable to go deeper into the more valuable areas under the guidance of their guides. ”

"So, if your 'signpost' is willing to join the party. Then, the 'Pure Yang Family' will show the most sincere thanks and returns! I highly encourage you to think about it, and I hope you will accept this little proposal! ”

Chen Feng was buzzing in his head at the moment.

"Signs? What is a road mark? ”

He didn't know what Mr. Logic meant by 'Dao Mark'. In a hurry, he could only continue to maintain an indifferent attitude and said:

"Well, I can think about it, but I don't promise that I will definitely participate, let's talk about it later......"

Seeing that 'Pangu' did not refuse, Mr. Logic immediately became overjoyed, and hurriedly said again:

"Yes, dear Mr. 'Pangu'! If you are willing to think about it, then I am always ready to reply to you. Anytime, all you need is a short letter and I'll get back to you! ”

Chen Feng was noncommittal, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Mr. Logic knew what this meant, and immediately bowed, slowly withdrew from the round iron seat, and returned to the conference table to continue the discussion.

"Signs? What is a road mark? Chen Feng opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the light screen in his hand.

This is an archive that every senior member of the Secret Garden will be equipped with. A wealth of information about the world's everyday extraordinaires, as well as recent events that can be discussed, can be queried.

"Shallow knowledge is the biggest pain point in maintaining the compulsion...... Chen Feng gritted his teeth and had to pick up the light screen, hoping to find relevant information about the 'Dao Mark'.

To Chen Feng's surprise, he underestimated the content of the information base in the light screen. Most of the content he never thought of searching for was displayed in the light screen information database.

You can even see a description of the 'Holy Coffin', as well as a description of the realm of the 'Demigods'.

Of course, this is just the personal understanding given by many members who participated in the discussion. Only when we reach this state can we truly know what the truth is.

There are 'holy coffins' and 'demigods', and naturally there are 'road signs'. And there is indeed a lot of discussion about 'road signs'. Chen Feng only needs to take a look, and he doesn't need to venture to search at all, and he can see nearly a hundred contents that discuss the 'road mark'.

"Netizens are so cute......" Chen Feng silently gave a thumbs up, and hurriedly read it hungrily. It wasn't until he finished reading dozens of complicated discussions that Chen Feng suddenly realized.

According to the heated discussion among the extraordinary people in the Dark River Network, the Extraordinary Sequence Level 6 powerhouses with the 'Holy Coffin', or even the 'Demigod' realm, can sleep regularly. And this slumber can prolong life.

A vague explanation is that a strong person with an extraordinary sequence of level 6 or above can replenish his life for as long as he can sleep. Of course, this statement is questionable, so there are many conspiracy theories to be discussed.

Enter the sleeping extraordinary sequence powerhouse, in order to protect their interests in the real world. In other words, to ensure that they are not eliminated or assassinated, they will create a 'personality replica' through the connection between the 'holy coffin' and the Supreme Heaven.

Of course, the so-called 'manufacturing' does not mean that it is really possible to make a living thing.

Rather, it is a sleeping extraordinary sequence powerhouse, stripping away necessary things such as his own thoughts and personalities, and copying them to a well-chosen spokesperson.

And this spokesperson can be a normal extraordinary, or a BUG source creator. As for how to choose, it depends on the owner's hobbies......

After possessing the personality, thoughts, and consciousness of the owner, this spokesperson will grow faster than other extraordinary people. After all, there is the support of the resources of the strong behind it......

Therefore, in the extraordinary system, this kind of spokesperson is called "road marker"!

The existence of the 'road marker' will allow the strong man who is sleeping behind him to continue to have representatives of activities in the outside world. At the same time, it can also maintain the consciousness of the sleeping strong, so as not to indulge and sink in the sleep.

'Daobiao' loyally implements the wishes of the sleeping strong, safeguards the interests of the sleeping strong, and even if it can grow to a certain height, it is an indispensable mastery force for the sleeping strong.

It is not too much to say that it is the son and daughter of the sleeping strong!

In this federal world, due to the continuation of thousands of years of extraordinary systems, there are many unknown 'signs'. This is also a private conversation that extraordinary people talk about in private.

After Chen Feng understood this theory about 'Dao Mark', he only had one sentence in his heart:

"Damn, isn't this just raising a trumpet?"

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