Silver Dust sat on the big bed, slowly stretched out his right hand, and drew a chaotic trajectory in the air, looking like a psychopath convulsive.

The light flickered at his fingertips, and thin traces of luminescence remained in the air, and gradually, a three-dimensional magic array appeared in front of him, and the rays of light formed a trajectory criss-crossed, exuding a mysterious and stunningly beautiful halo, a seven-colored halo.

"The illusory canopy of heaven is opened, presenting us with the mysteries of the ancient, the eternal and invisible prosperity, opening the door of time and fate, revealing the world, the skeletal truth of the invisible world. Silver Dust whispered a mantra that had been compiled through the efforts of generations of Gabroyle scholars to capture the invisible signals of the Ubuntu civilization, reverently clasping his palms together and gently closing his eyes.

His behavior at this time was simply that of a fanatical believer in praying for an oracle.

As soon as the spell fell, something that had always existed in the air, something similar to a static state of nothingness, began to vibrate, and a grain of blue, but very warm light spots appeared in the air, and then slowly gathered in front of the silver dust, and finally slowly gathered into a water-blue, but not as cold as any water magic, but a somewhat hot light curtain.

Silver Dust opened his eyes and stared at the light curtain for several seconds before he reacted, and then he recited a series of incantations with extreme care, very slowly, that he could not even comprehend the meaning of his own.

It was not the prophecy of Gabriel that he was familiar with, nor the common language of the world, the language of the city (called Chinese 100,000 years ago), but a prophecy that seemed to be composed of phonetic scripts that had been extinct for 100,000 years, and whose meaning could hardly be explained.

“SUDOSU”

“PASSWORDPLEASE.” In the light curtain, there were those words and phrases that Silver Dust may not be able to figure out what they meant for the rest of his life, Silver Dust looked at the short line of things, racked his brains to think about his archaeological notes that had long been left in his distant hometown, to think about the spells he memorized by rote, he didn't understand the meaning of those spells at all, he only knew that there would be corresponding changes on the light curtain after reciting the spells, a spell corresponds to a change, a thousand sentences are a thousand changes, and a hundred million sentences are a hundred million different changes, Silver Dust relied on remembering the mapping relationship between these changes and spells, so he barely memorized these disorderly syllable combinations as spellsNow it seems that the effect of this is okay.

“PASSWORDPLEASE...... The next sentence should be...... CROCHIISIGOD, by the way, there is 001." Yinchen frowned and pondered, his expression was very similar to that of an elementary school student who had encountered a practical problem.

“CROCHIISIGOD001.” He frowned and said, there is no time to change his expression, first recall these things that have not been reviewed for three or four years.

“INCORRECT!! RETRYORCONNECTWITHADMINISTRATOR!!” A long incantation popped out of the light curtain, and Yinchen opened his mouth as if he had seen a death sentence: "What does this mean??"

He couldn't read it. This "incantation" was something he had never seen before, never, he knew that he was still a rookie in the field of Canonicor civilization research, and compared to those legendary holy teachers who had studied for most of their lives, the level of Silver Dust was estimated to be not even up to the level of an apprentice. For situations that never arise, his ability to adapt is completely zero, which means that he can't make up for anything he hasn't seen at all, except for the brainless execution of the spells that he has studied before him to get a predetermined result.

"What should I do?" Silverdust scratched his eyes, "Try other commands?" he muttered to himself, so far he only had one executable strategy, he knew that this light curtain suspended in the air did not eat any magic at all, and it was useless to fight.

So he began to try frantically, with all sorts of spells, random combinations of spells, and even all sorts of jumble sounds that he didn't know the meaning of, including learning a bison bark. No matter how much he tried, the text on the light screen toggled between "PASSWORD" and "INCORRECT".

"YES, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?CAN THERE BE ANYTHING WRONG WITH A SPELL THAT HAS BEEN STUDIED FOR CENTURIES?" TEN MINUTES PASSED AS THE FOAMING FROTH PASSED, AND SILVER DUST FELT A PUFF OF GREEN SMOKE COMING OUT OF HIS THROAT AND EYES, BUT THE "RUINS OF CIVILIZATION" IN FRONT OF HIM STILL STAYED ON THE "PASSWORDPLEASE".

And just as he dragged his aching throat and scolded his mother, a line of words appeared above the light curtain:

The line "TOMATO" seems to be gradually revealed with Yinchen's words.

Immediately after, the light curtain flashed violently, and all the text symbols were refreshed, leaving only one mark:

“ROOT#”

Yinchen was stunned for a second, and then waved his fist excitedly: "Succeeded?

“SUDOAPT-GETUPDATE.” Silverdust recited the next incantation fluently, which was the one he was most familiar with, because he liked to see the flow of characters rolling wildly on the light curtain, which gave him a very high and refreshing feeling.

This time, however, the situation was much more than he expected.

A few lines of words slowly popped out of the light curtain, and then it didn't move. Silver Dust looked at the few lines of words in the light curtain that seemed to be dealing with an errand, and he was completely speechless, and he didn't know how to act at all.

He tried to utter the next incantation, but the light curtain didn't move at all. HE OPENED HIS MOUTH, A LITTLE ANNOYED, READY TO SHOUT "SUDOPOWEROFF", BUT JUST AS HE OPENED HIS MOUTH, HE DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO SAY THE FIRST SYLLABLE.

The light curtain began to shake wildly, as if it was being violently beaten by some invisible force, and Silver Dust saw the waterfall-like character flow that continued to burst out on the light curtain, nodded contentedly, closed his mouth, and waited for "ROOT#" to appear again.

After about five minutes, the light curtain stopped cramping, and then a line of text appeared that was large enough to make Silver Dust jump:

"Welcome to Jazz Tomato to log in to the machine, since you have not logged in for a long time, the machine will ask you to change your password to ensure the security of your account, please keep your password properly, thank you for your cooperation. ”

"Please enter a new password:"

Silver Dust shuddered as he moved his ass back as if he had seen a prehistoric beast. "Evil Luo Haicheng Script (Chinese)?" He groaned weakly, feeling as if he was watching the Lich King dance the hula: "The Evil Luo Haicheng Script appears in the information database of the Kanonorial civilization? This and this, this is not scientific! Seriously unscientific!" Silver Dust held his head in pain and rolled into a ball, he felt that his cranial nerves might be overloaded and burned in a large area in the next moment, that feeling was just like an American archaeological team member suddenly saw a real water and land dojo three or four thousand years ago in the center of the Mayan civilization ruins, properly scorched by thunder!

IN THE EYES OF SILVER DUST AND HIS FELLOW MAGICIANS, THE KANONIKOR CIVILIZATION AND THE EVIL LUO HAICHENG CIVILIZATION ARE FUNDAMENTALLY TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT OR EVEN OPPOSITE CIVILIZATION SYSTEMS, AND THEY WOULD NOT THINK THAT THERE WOULD BE A NICHE "UBUNTUKYLIN" IN THE CHINESE CIVILIZATION Computer system and fully optimized Chinese UI, because in the 100,000 years after the mass extinction, almost all traces of ancient civilization have been erased, and the people of Gabroyle have only obtained a little fragment and scraps of ancient civilization, and they cannot peek into the whole picture of the world in ancient times, and the conclusion inferred from the only little thing at hand is far from the historical facts of 100,000 years ago, which is an inevitable situation. In the little head of Silver Dust, the Karonikor civilization and the Russian Sea City civilization must be two things that are isolated from each other, and they must also be two completely different things!

Silver Dust rolled on the bed, until he felt that the working temperature of his cranial nerve unit had dropped to a normal level, and then he looked up and secretly looked at the void light curtain, he really hoped that what he had just seen could be an illusion, even if it was a ghost.

The words on the light curtain were still so cruelly clear, and it took ten seconds for Silver Dust to stare at the light curtain before he was finally forced to admit the facts in front of him.

"Well, the password is 'Silver Dust'. Silver Dust said resignedly.

“YINCHENG.”

"Please enter your password again:"

"Silver dust. ”

"The password has been set successfully, what do you need to consult?"