Chapter 731 Ancient Objects that Are Difficult to Study

Daniel stopped in a square.

He sat on the bench and closed his eyes, but his fingers tapped the armrest beside the bench lightly.

Intangible data flowed in the network, and a consciousness on standby in the distance responded to the bishop's call. With the slight fluctuations in the air, a female believer in a long white dress appeared in front of Daniel, bowed and saluted: " Bishop, are you calling me?"

"Well," Daniel slightly opened his eyes and nodded - the female believer in front of him was his subordinate in the Eternal Sleeper Order. He had been trained by him for many years, and there was no doubt about his loyalty, and he had been promoted to the network security department by himself. But even so, she is not qualified to know the existence of the master, she is just a satisfactory assistant, "Dana, there seem to be some rumors on the Internet recently."

"Rumours?" The female cultivator frowned, a little confused for a while.

Daniel presented the few pieces of information he had just seen, and the clear text floated in front of Dana.

To be honest, Daniel himself didn’t care much when he saw this information at first: there are a large number of believers connected to the spiritual network, and many of the many believers are very bored or too neurotic. Countless useless information is flowing in this huge network, and the information that is too scary and bizarre is often a component of such useless information.

However, when he randomly retrieved the statistics of these pieces of information, he couldn't help but care.

These seemingly strange rumors... have appeared more than once in the last half month.

The female believer carefully read the information displayed by Daniel, and nodded after recalling a little: "Yes, Your Excellency, there are indeed rumors about this on the Internet recently, but after verification, they are just nonsense."

Daniel raised his eyelids: "Verify?"

"Yes," the female cleric nodded, "the inspectors inspected the city of dreams and found no so-called abnormal holes. The priests who managed the network checked all the records connected to the network, and no one suddenly disappeared from the network or Abnormal disconnection - and the believer who claimed to have lost his memory was later found. It is said that no brain problems were found after examination. The so-called memory loss may be a mental imbalance and paranoia caused by long-term connection to the network."

"It's all delusions and rumors..." Daniel muttered softly, "But there's more than one piece of news..."

The female cleric opened her mouth and seemed to be about to say something, but stopped together with Daniel.

There was an invisible wind blowing in the city of dreams, and a global broadcast announcement spread throughout the entire network from the great temple in the center of the city. No exception.

In his field of vision, an announcement from the Pope appeared:

"The recent news about abnormalities in the spiritual network, holes in the network, sudden disappearance of connectors, memory loss after disconnection, etc., are all rumors, and the compatriots in the church can't believe it..."

After the announcement, Dana, a female priest, blinked and looked at Daniel: "Bishop, it seems that the investigation of the Archbishops' Conference has come to a conclusion. These are indeed rumors."

"A rumor..." Daniel muttered softly and waved his hand, "Okay, I have nothing else to do, go and do your own thing."

"Yes, Your Excellency." The female cleric lowered her head, bowed her body and stepped back half a step, and her figure disappeared in a wave of flashes of light.

Daniel shook his head and glanced across the square in front of him.

A swirl-shaped group of light emitting faint light was cruising in the square, moving quickly against the ground, swiftly and silently.

That is the so-called "patroller", which is not controlled by humans, but is rooted in the spiritual network and operates according to a specific logic, similar to the self-disciplined illusion of golems. They patrol the entire network day and night, checking the city of dreams. , their range of activities is even wider than that of the Eternal Sleeper believers in the City of Dreams.

The inspector came to the bench where Daniel was sitting, and bumped the latter's legs lightly. Without getting a response, the group of gleaming light retreated a little, and then bumped forward again.

Not very smart, but dedicated.

In theory, the inspectors will not let go of any abnormality in the psychic network. Those news may indeed be rumors compiled by the bored, but... let's report it to the master.

Daniel stood up, took a step forward, and disappeared in a wave of phosphorescence.

...

Cecil City, in the high-end laboratory of the Institute of Magic Technology, a group of senior magicians, rune masters, and traditional mages and scholars borrowed from other places are gathered in front of an experimental bench, staring at the display. Things in the middle of the bench:

A heavy book with a black cover and no age.

Gao Wen also stood in the laboratory, looking at the big black book with experts and scholars from various fields. On his left stood Rebecca and Jenny with wide-eyed eyes, and on his right stood unable to read. Carmel, who was showing a face, and Veronica, who was always faceless, also lay a Tyr who was forcibly dragged over to make up the count, but was now soundly asleep.

No one knows the book of the ultimate, and no one can explain its principles. Even the most knowledgeable scholars can only be at a loss when facing this thing.

Therefore, Gao Wen can only convene all kinds of experts, let these professionals who have made achievements in their respective fields make judgments and see how to decipher the secrets of this book-not asking these people to know or To analyze this book, at least think of a breakthrough idea.

For this reason, he dragged Tyre over, hoping to get help from the mysterious knowledge of the siren - but this seems to be a wrong idea.

This salted fish came in and read the book of the ultimate, and said that he didn't know him at a glance, and then started to sleep. Now he has slept for almost an hour, let alone cold water, even boiling water can't wake her up.

Gawain tried it, but he really couldn't wake up...

And she took up extra space on the ground.

Gawain shook his head, stretched out his legs and kicked Tyre's tail a little to the side, and stepped forward: "Everyone, do you have any ideas?"

Pittman, who was standing in front, turned his head when he heard the sound, and rubbed his beard, which he was rubbing almost every day but never seemed to decrease: "Your Majesty, this... To be honest, there is absolutely no name for it."

Gao Wen sighed: "You can't even see the idea from your experience..."

The implication is that you, a two-year-old boy, do not have enough experience as a two-fold apostate?

Pittman was not ashamed at all, and was particularly calm: "That Bertiera and a lot of high-level executives who have been studying for hundreds of years have not made a name for themselves. What is the use of my experience?"

The implication is that the occupation of the cult remnant should not be based on the number of shifts, but should be based on the time of duty-although he jumped around in two cult groups, but in terms of real work experience, it is not enough to add up. Look, it is natural to not be able to touch the sacred artifact at the top of the sect, the Book of Ultimate.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, we didn't find any ideas," Jenny walked up from the side, lowered her head and said, "Although some parts of this book are engraved with runes, they are completely unknown rune systems. , and the sample is too small to analyze the law. In addition, I suspect that those runes are not the real effective structure of this book, and its function should be realized through a more complex and advanced mechanism."

Carmel nodded, and his humming voice came from the shimmering arcane brilliance: "The technology for making this book has been lost, and it is difficult for us to understand how it works - it may have come from a higher This civilization is far more advanced than us, and it may also come from a civilization with a completely different technological route from ours. If it is the latter... then our analysis of it will become more difficult, and we may not even be able to see it. Whether the patterns on the pages are decorative or functional, it is impossible to tell whether the cover protects the book or has another mystery..."

Veronica held the platinum scepter and said regretfully: "What's more, it's still broken now - the use of all things may be too rude to lose such an invaluable ancient heritage. ... If it still works, our analysis of it might be a lot easier."

The expression on Gao Wen's face was a little embarrassing.

Fortunately, most of the attention here is on the book on the lab bench.

"Kamel's guess is very reasonable, maybe both of his guesses are right," he coughed dryly, in case everyone's attention was focused on "It's a pity that the sample is broken, and rough use is not advisable", "The End of All Things found the Ultimate Book in a very ancient underground ruin, protected by an ancient device no one could understand and whose manufacturing techniques were long lost.

"There is a point of view that before the first big development, even before our season of mortal civilization, there have been many reincarnation civilizations in the world, so we can boldly guess that this book is a previous season of civilization. An advanced product left behind."

The technicians in the laboratory couldn't help discussing in a low voice. This kind of prehistoric civilization conjecture is somewhat deviant, but in Cecil's academic field, challenging the conventional deviance is not new, and everyone may find it incredible. But if it is beneficial to the research, the researchers don't mind having some discussions under this premise.

"It's a pity it's only one copy, it's gone if you break it," Rebecca sighed aside, "Otherwise, if you cut it open, you might be able to understand something..."

"Hey, hey, isn't this book already broken," Amber immediately slammed, "You might cut the broken things..."

The half-elf was carried aside by Gawain before he finished speaking: "Don't make trouble!"

"Right now we can only study the structure and principles of this book by some indirect means," hummed Kammel, "first use a crystal resonator to test whether it contains a crystallized rune structure, and then use Arcane detection circle to test a little bit whether it will respond to a specific arcane energy stimulus... This is a conservative but relatively effective solution. If our current equipment is accurate enough, we may be able to map its hidden Even if only a part of the magic pattern structure can be depicted, it is a huge improvement."

This seems to be the only solution that can be achieved at the moment - although the efficiency may be low, but at least, it can be a start.

The temporary research plan was quickly finalized, and the technicians began to leave in sequence. Soon, only Gawain himself was left in the laboratory.

And a salted fish who slept the whole way and was accidentally stepped on several times and didn't wake up.

Gawain stared at the Book of Ultimate on the test bench for a few moments - after the personnel left, a solid steel fence was raised around the test bench, and a slightly luminous shield shrouded the inside of the fence. There are also armed security forces outside the facility, and the book should remain fairly safe here.

He retracted his gaze, turned around and prepared to leave, but just as he took a step, a slightly cold touch suddenly came from the outer edge of his palm.

Gawain looked down and saw a long snake tail dangling beside him, and the tip of the cool silky tail was poking at his hand.

The owner of the tail is rubbing his eyes and getting up from the ground.

The salted fish woke up.

"Actually, I have a suggestion," Tyr yawned, and when Gawain thought she just wanted to say hello and go back to sleep, she said solemnly, "Why don't you ask the Mithril Treasury Woolen cloth?"

Gawain frowned: "The Mithril Treasury?"

"Our sirens don't know much about the alternation of civilizations on land, and I'm really not good at things like ancient relics," Tyre said lazily while pulling back his tail and coiling himself up earnestly, "But There is an equally ancient race that has been paying attention to the land... Behind the Mithril Treasure House is the Dragon Race. They nominally take care of the client's entrustment, but from the perspective of history, they are actually taking in the relics of civilization, so... What do you think? Could there be another 'Book of the Ultimate' in their warehouse?"

Tyre paused for a while and looked at Gawain: "Or, something from the same era as the Book of Ultimate."

As Gawain had already guessed, for an ancient and powerful civilization like the Kraken, the dragon race behind the Mithril Treasure House... is not a secret.

He looked at this guy who was still sound asleep just a moment ago and looked extra lazy: "It looks like you didn't sleep just now."

"I'm sleeping, but I'm naturally sensitive, and I can think when I hear things in my sleep."

"That's really amazing," Gawain smiled, then nodded lightly, "Thank you for your advice—maybe it's time for me to contact the agent."

"This is your business," Tyre shook his body, stretched his tail, and waved his hands while arching towards the door. "Anyway, I wish you all the best."

Gao Wen watched the Miss Kraken squeak out of sight, and after a while, he heard the other party's voice coming from the corridor: "Hey, why are there footprints on my tail!?"

...Who said that you are sensitive in your sleep just now?