"This is the Monument of Time?" Ymir's eyes shone with a faint glow, and he quickly scanned the stone slab for a moment. Then he casually took a bottle of flowers from a table as a decoration and placed it next to the Monument of Time.

A faint golden light scattered from the Monument of Time, circling the blooming flowers. Then the flowers withered and withered in an instant, and the carbonized black powder fell to the ground.

"It's incredible!" Dr. Connors was the second time he had come into contact with the Monument of Time, but he had been very careful with his previous research, and had only made some brief analyses of the Monument from a few of them.

Such an intuitive creature had not yet had time to do it, and he muttered, "However, in the legends of South America, isn't it supposed to give people a younger life?" ”

"I'm sure it can do it, but before we can do that, we have to decipher the text on the tablet and learn how to use it correctly."

There is a cycle between life and death, and in the final analysis, it is all about the control of life force. Ymir put away the ghost fire in his eyes and flicked his fingers slightly, but it was okay, only then he and Magdalina had a reasonable excuse to stay in the Dark Energy Research Institute for a long time.

"Oh, Ymir, you are very right! Just as every appliance in our modern era is equipped with instructions for use, the stone tablets given to believers by the ancient Aztec gods must have corresponding instructions! ”

This is a very enlightening building, and Dr. Connors has only studied the slate itself. I don't know much about the patterns and words engraved on it.

Of course, even having a professional decipher the long-lost Aztec language be a huge undertaking.

This is almost a rebuilding of a language system from scratch, and it requires the involvement of a large number of linguists, cryptographers, informologists and even logicians. Luckily, if all you need to do is translate the mysterious text on the tablet, then Magdalina can give it a try.

Although they have lost their original Aztec heritage, some of their words continue to circulate as spell symbols in magical circles.

Dr. Connors was bothered by this, and his eyes lit up after listening to Ymir's recommendation: "You are right, the civilization of the Aztecs is based on supernatural forces, so there may be more information in those occults. ”

"However, I think it's imperative to close this monument of time, and its radioactivity continues to increase." Dr. Servig interrupted the conversation between Ymir and Dr. Connors, reminding.

"Well, the light-sensitive trait, I guess adding a layer of opaque shroud to it should be insulating." Dr. Connors carefully operated the machine and placed the Monument of Time in a sealed technology box.

"Okay, okay, then I'll leave it here, Dr. Connors!" Dr. Servig shook hands with Dr. Connors, then pushed the door open and left the room.

As if nothing had happened, Ymir walked out with Magdalina behind Dr. Servig.

"Ymir, where are you going?" Dr. Connors looked a little dazed, he didn't feel like Ymir had come to study the Monument of Time, and Dr. Servig was more attracted to him.

"I've taken a picture of the Monument of Time, Dr. Connors, and if we need to decipher its text, Magdalina and I will have to look up more information as a preparation."

Ymir shook the phone he had tricked from Magdalina, now in the age of high technology, why bother to stay next to the monument of time every day. In fact, Dr. Connors's instincts are good, he and Magdalina really didn't come to the Monument of Time.

Even if the Monument of Time does have the magic of immortality, it is not too unusual for the Church. The most important thing is that this tablet cannot be connected to the Aztec gods and let them descend into the world.

The meaning of the Cosmic Cube is completely different, it is likely to open the Lawson Bridge and return the Norse gods who migrated out of the earth, which is the fatal thing that will completely shake the rule of the Church's faith.

Appearing two thousand years ago, a god who could not prove the existence of zài is obviously not as credible as a whole living Norse god race.

Dr. Connors was unhappy with Ymir's perfunctory attitude, but he and Magdalina had come on behalf of Father Terrance and were not under Dr. Connors' jurisdiction.

So, Dr. Connors could only sigh at Ymir, who seemed to him that the two young men were too frivolous.

However, this is also a common problem among contemporary American youth, and a single Dr. Connors cannot do anything about it.

Ymir and Dr. Servig parted ways at a fork in the road, vaguely sending a faint green wave of power around Dr. Servig. Magdalina was silent all the way, and only when she got here did she ask, "Is it really okay for us to be perfunctory like this?" ”

Ymir glanced cautiously around, although there was no one else in the passage, maybe there would be surveillance equipment. Therefore, he could only nod slowly, and explained vaguely: "That's fine, Magdalina, our mission is not to study the Monument of Time, understand?" ”

"God knows what the danger of such a fetish would be, I think it would be safer for us to analyze the text on it with photos in the electronic reading room." Ymir stared intently ahead and said in a deliberately amplified voice.

"Hmm!" Magdalina nodded slightly, and as they parted at the door of their respective dorm rooms, Ymir kissed Magdalina on the cheek and whispered in a voice that was almost whispering, "Don't worry, I'll find a way to get close to Dr. Servig." ”

For the next few days, Ymir and Magdalina seemed to be immersed in research, and could hardly be found anywhere else except in the Dark Energy Institute's Idea Reading Room.

The security guards inside the institute slowly weakened their surveillance of the two of them. Ymir made an excuse and called Agent Coulson: "Hello, Mr. Coulson, we have made some progress in deciphering the text of the Time Monument. However, there are still some small issues that need to be resolved, and I would like to make an appointment with Dr. Servig. ”

"Okay, he's at NASA, isn't he? I'm in the Idea Reading Room right now and I'll see him later. With a weird smile, Ymir hung up the phone and said to Magdalina, "It seems that the plan is going well, I think I will soon be able to get close to the Cosmic Rubik's Cube." ”