Chapter 1813 It’s Not Time Yet

In order to find out what happened, after returning to the tree house, I immediately contacted Master Dewey and asked him about the submarine.

In the call crystal, Master Dewey's tone was calm with a little sadness and lingering doubts: "The results of the secret investigation report I sent are the same as what you heard. There are no survivors in the submarine, and there are no survivors." Like being attacked by a monster, there is only one possibility: he was killed by an insider."

"I'm very confused now. What was their motive for killing?" I frowned and stared at the white clouds floating in the sky. The shape looked very similar to that of a submarine. Maybe God was confused by this tragedy.

"The information I received said that the last message they sent back to land before they were killed was 'It has been determined that these are not giant rocks on the seabed, but ancient architectural ruins'."

"Ancient architectural ruins. Ancient architectural ruins." I asked in confusion: "How can ancient architectural ruins become the motive for murder?"

"I can't confirm this," Master Dewey said regretfully.

I rubbed my temples and thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered something: "By the way, foster father, have you investigated the identities of those elves?"

"Investigated," Master Dewey said: "The identities of those elves are very secret. We can only find out that they are all orphans."

"All orphans?"

"Yes, all orphans." Master Dewey paused and said, "Xiaoyi, do you think these people may be agents trained by the Fairy Queen?"

"I'm afraid they're not just agents," I said seriously, "I'm afraid these people are the death squads among agents. They will do whatever it takes to eliminate all obstacles that may affect the Fairy Queen's dominance."

"Well, I have thought of this, but there is no evidence."

"No evidence is needed," I said, "Father, what we have to do now is to count all the possible situations one by one, and then analyze which one is the most likely."

"What's the point of doing this?"

"Yes," I said: "Taking together all the possible reasons for this tragedy, we may be able to deduce what exactly it is, which will be inferred by these agents as an unstable factor that can shake the status of the Fairy Queen."

"Well, your idea is not unreasonable," Master Dewey agreed: "It's just that you may not be able to find out the truth in the end."

"If you do this, you may not be able to tell the truth, but if you don't do it, you may really be kept in the dark your whole life." I said righteously: "Father, we are not doing this just for ourselves, but for Help those innocent victims get justice."

Master Dewey laughed: "What you said is quite upright."

I also heheed twice, rolled my eyes, and said, "Father, let me ask you something."

"explain."

"If you don't dive through the island's portal, can your submarine still find the remains of underwater buildings?"

"This is a bit difficult," Master Dewey said, "I followed the coordinates marked by the location of the portal. Now I have only calculated the distance between the deep sea behind the portal and the sea level. I have not yet measured the location of the island and the portal. Without exact coordinates, we can only search from sea to sea."

"How long will that take?"

"Time is not a problem. The problem is that there are too many monsters in the sea. Even a submarine made of hardwood is still no match for some of these monsters." Master Dewey sighed lightly and said, "Unfortunately, my research on ancient texts is still It’s too superficial. If we can go deeper and more thoroughly, find out the ancient characters that can strengthen objects and activate them, we can swim in the ocean unimpeded.”

Does he hope to study more ancient texts?

Or do you have no ancient texts on hand? Would you like me to offer to contribute a few coins?

After thinking about it, I tentatively said, "How about I go to your place now and you can randomly pick out a few ancient texts to study?"

"It's not needed at the moment," Master Dewey said, "I haven't finished studying the ancient texts you gave me last time."

I was surprised: "It's been so long and you still haven't finished your research?"

"Do you think this is eating and drinking?" Master Dewey said: "This is academic research. Not only must we find the exact same text pattern, but we must also find the historical documents related to it and combine the definitions of it with the historical documents. , and then slowly decipher its true meaning, and then carve it onto an iron sheet at the experimental site for testing to discover its practical uses. This can take anywhere from a few days to an unlimited time."

"It's so troublesome!" I instantly lost interest in this academic research.

"Actually, it's not too troublesome. The main thing is that it takes a lot of time to find calligraphy patterns and compare historical documents." Master Dewey said: "What bothers me the most is that sometimes the historical documents I find are still fragments."

"Is it eaten by weathering insects?"

"No," Master Dewey said, "the fragments are not broken fragments, but incomplete historical documents. That is to say, only part of it has been unearthed, or only part of it has flowed into our hands, and the rest is still in the soil. , either it has been collected by some private collectors, or it may have been deliberately hidden by some nobles and royal families."

I asked casually: "Then the ancient text you are studying now, are the historical documents related to it just fragments?"

"As expected of my son, Xiao Yi, you are so smart!" Master Dewey praised: "The historical documents about that character are indeed fragments, otherwise I would not have studied its meaning until now."

"Then what should I do?" I thought for a while and said, "How about you choose a few other ancient texts to study?"

There was silence on the other end of the call crystal for a long time, and Master Dewey said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about it now. When you come to my place sometime, I will select a few ancient texts to study."

"I'm fine," I said, "I can take the magic airship to your place at any time."

"There's no need to go to such trouble," Master Dewey said, "Recently, I haven't had a good night's sleep for several days because I was studying ancient characters. It's time to take a good rest. In fact, compared to ancient characters, I hope you are Bringing my grandkids to see me instead of just a bunch of fiancées.”

Ahem.

I coughed twice and said awkwardly: "What, I'm a little busy right now. Let's talk when I have time. Goodbye, foster father."

After that, he hung up the call in a hurry.

Almost every conversation, Master Dewey would always bring up the matter of children. I am really busy now and have no time to get married. After everything is sorted out, I will definitely hold a grand wedding and put everything together. The fiancées all married and then worked hard to fulfill Master Dewey's wishes.

It's just now, it's not the time yet.