In this large study room with a slightly ancient charm, it suddenly fell silent.

Chen Feng didn't know how to answer.

'My Lord has come into the world, and the truth has been revealed', these eight words, or this paragraph, are literally easy to explain.

Chen Feng's liberal arts history in his previous life is even more able to tell this passage.

However, he could not say.

Because what the situation in this world is, Chen Feng doesn't understand it at all.

Even the traditional ancient seal script that he himself knew was called hellish script in this world. And it seems to be a taboo, obscure and unknown.

Chen Feng felt that he was familiar with these so-called hell words, and at present, he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, and perhaps it was more likely to be a disaster.

In the face of the unknown, he decided to be cautious.

Even though he has the 'Secret Eye', he is currently only a mortal civilian, an insignificant minor character.

His goal is to get close to the Extraordinary, then steal the Extraordinary Power for his own use. This is a process of dancing on the tip of a knife, and care must be ensured.

"Sir Wilde, I have been given an amnesia injection after I have delivered the letter, and I do not know what it is conveying." Chen Feng said cautiously.

"And, as you should know, we are messengers, and we only convey text codes. The specific content is the result of the translation after the connector learns the code. ”

Chen Feng shook his head in a helpless tone, "So, I really don't understand what you are saying now, and I can't give you a specific answer." ”

Wilde smiled faintly, and didn't seem to take Chen Feng's answer to heart or not. He got up from his stool and walked to another table.

On that table were vintage bottles, large and small, of all colors. There are also many wine glasses with beautiful shapes and characteristics. It can be seen that Wilde is a person who knows how to enjoy.

"The wines of the ancient white of the Funon clan, the lotus of Nanshan, and the wine of the purple kite cellar...... Well, this bottle of Sotwella champagne smuggled in the Aegean Free State is not bad either...... Or this bottle of black spirit? ”

Wilde was picky, turned back to Chen Feng and said, "What kind of flavor do you like?" ”

Chen Feng was already dazzled, and shook his head timidly, "Thank you, I don't know much about wine, and I don't like to drink." ”

"Oh?" Wilde looked at Chen Feng with a smirk, "It's been about two years since you accepted the job of the messenger, right?" For the past two years, you've been in a bar. ”

Chen Feng was speechless for a moment, he actually forgot about his 'habit'.

After a while, Wilde took two glasses of wine, sat down at the table, and handed one of them to Chen Feng.

"As a research scholar, whenever you have a wonderful idea or a small breakthrough, you deserve to be rewarded with a glass of wine."

Wilde smiled and raised his glass.

Chen Feng sniffed the wine he had received, and it could be seen that the color was deep red, revealing a refreshing floral fragrance. He had to raise his glass as well, hesitate for a moment, and take a light sip.

The wine slid into the throat like a warm stream, and there was indeed an indescribable enjoyment. No matter how much Chen Feng doesn't understand, he can still taste good wine.

Wilde drank the wine from his glass, pondered it carefully, and was slightly intoxicated, and then said:

"I've collected letters from people who are out of control in the last twenty years through civilian messengers. The vast majority of them will begin with the passage 'Our Lord has come to earth, and the truth has been revealed'.

But unfortunately, except for these eight words, the rest of the content is not answered within the scope of my knowledge and the scholars I know. ”

Wilde shook his glass with regret, "Those contents are so obscure that perhaps only the archaeologists of the city-state's capital can translate a few words." ”

When Chen Feng heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he recognized these eight words at the time, if he recognized a few more words......

"It is fair to say that during these twenty years there was a group of people ......," Wilde's eyes gleamed with contemplation, "and among these people were the Pollution Runaways, the Death Eaters, and the Civilians.

They must be secretly planning something big, but what is it? Twenty years of consistent planning? I'm very, very interested! ”

Wilde drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, sighed pleasantly, and then looked at Chen Feng: "I need your help." ”

"Me?" Chen Feng immediately raised his spirits vigilantly, and said with a wry smile: "Sir Wilde, how can I help you?" ”

Wilde smiled slightly, raised his index finger, and pointed at Chen Feng, "I need your dream, let me see what you and the Death Eaters have talked about." ”

Chen Feng seemed to be driven by an irresistible force to look at Wilde's index finger. He could even clearly see that the tip of his index finger was getting bigger and bigger, like a nebula.

Infinite starlight, as well as the dense fog around his eyes, and countless stars from far and near, spread out in front of Chen Feng's eyes.

"I need your dream ......"

"Your Dream ......"

"Dream ......"

The previous conversation echoed vaguely and far in Chen Feng's ears. He felt as if he was floating, with hazy whispers and twinkling stars in all directions.

As this bizarre situation expanded, Chen Feng felt himself drifting higher and higher, drifting farther and farther, even as if he were traveling, flying through time and floating above a bar.

"This ......" Chen Feng clearly saw that this was the Gettin bar, the place he visited after every letter delivery.

And at this moment, in the back alley of the bar, another 'Chen Feng' was standing in the alley, looking around suspiciously, as if he was waiting for someone.

A moment later, a middle-aged man wearing a gray and simple worker's costume with an ordinary and inconspicuous appearance appeared out of nowhere and slowly walked in front of 'Chen Feng'.

"What are you looking for me?" That 'Chen Feng' said.

The man in overalls who quietly appeared, his appearance was blurred, and he asked in a low and strange tone, "Is your father's name Chen Pengju?" ”

The second 'Chen Feng' obviously fell into a strange state, and nodded with a hint of numbness: "Yes." ”

"Did your mother ever work as a maid in the Temple of the All-Knowing Apocalypse in the Zhengxiang District of the Silver Capital?"

"Yes."

"You are 20 years old, born in a private maternity and children's hospital on the border of East and West, and your birthday is January 10?"

"Yes."

"Did you get seriously ill when you were a child and almost died?"

"Yes."

The man in overalls with a vague appearance, after asking these few words, snorted coldly: "Lucius is really an idiot!" ”

Obviously, this sentence was not a question, so the second 'Chen Feng' was stunned and did not answer.

"My Lord has come to the world, and the truth has been revealed!" The man in the overfit said to the 'Chen Feng' again, and then reached out and patted 'Chen Feng' on the shoulder gently, "Child, when you hear the call, you will be redeemed......"

After saying that, the man in the overalls turned around and disappeared into the alley, without a trace.

And the 'Chen Feng' who was standing in a daze, shuddered after a while, looked around a few times inexplicably, muttered a few words, and walked into the bar.

This scene, the whole process, was clearly displayed in front of Chen Feng, who was suspended in the air. It's like watching a movie and watching it all.

'My consciousness is awake?' Did Wilde see all this as well? So what am I being? ’

Chen Feng even had time to think about it, wanting to prove whether he was in a controlled state. But apparently, he can have thoughts, and although his body is not in control, his thoughts are still there.

'Not true! Chen Feng immediately shuddered, and quickly controlled his thoughts, not to think nonsense.

Because he wasn't sure if he was awake or not. In case everything was under Wilde's control, then one's own thinking now would be dangerous.

Just as he raised his vigilance, everything around him began to become hazy and blurry. It's like a picture scroll fading, shattering, turning into a thick fog and disappearing.

Then it was as if it was going back in time, a large number of starlight criss-crossed, and Chen Feng felt that he was floating again, drifting lower and lower. Gradually, his consciousness became clear again, and the haze and blur in front of him gradually showed the appearance of the study.

"Very interesting dream!"

Wilde's voice reached Chen Feng's ears.

He felt completely awake, and what he saw was familiar again. He tried to secretly move his hands and feet, pinched his thighs, everything was real.

"I just ...... What's wrong? Chen Feng asked with confusion.

"You just fell asleep, and I took your place and had a dream." Wilde smiled, then got up and went to the table to pour his wine.

Chen Feng secretly analyzed this meaning, could it be that he said, 'The scene I saw just now, Wilde didn't know that I saw it?' ’

In order to prove this point, Chen Feng continued to ask with doubts: "You mean, I don't know what dreams I had?" ”

Wilde concocted the wine, and after a while, he turned around with the wine glass, sat down in front of Chen Feng, and nodded in an affirmative tone:

"Of course, you don't know what you've done, only I know!"

Saying that, Wilde smiled slightly, "Captain Fan Yin doesn't want to forcibly extract your chip memory, so I can only use my ability to replace your retrospective memory and extract what you have seen and heard." ”

Wilde raised his glass again, "That way, it won't hurt you." And I, too, got what I wanted, perfect results! ”

Chen Feng also raised his glass with a smile and saluted: "Thank you!" Dear Sir Wilde! Although I don't know what's going on, thank you very, very much for your protection! ”

Wilde bowed his head slightly, accepted Chen Feng's thanks, took a few sips of wine, and said again:

"Captain Fan Yin's mission, I have completed the part that I think is the most important. As for your meeting with Lucius, I don't think there's any need to explore it. ”

Chen Feng wished he would say this, and hurriedly raised his glass to thank him again.

"Take a break first, it's rare to have a quiet time for discussion." Wilde took the cup, thought for a moment, and said:

"Captain Fan Yin and Richard both prove that you have a talent for hell writing. I'm curious, and to prove it, let's do a little word game. ”

Speaking of this, Wilde smiled meaningfully, "If you get my approval, then, I will give you a reward!" ”