Daniel stopped in a square.

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

Invisible data flowed through the Internet, and a consciousness standing by in the distance responded to the bishop's call. With the slight fluctuations emerging in the air, a female believer in a white long dress appeared in front of Daniel and bowed and saluted: "Bithal, have you summoned me?"

"Well," Daniel opened his eyes slightly and nodded. The female believer in front of him was his subordinate in the Eternal Sleeper Clan. He has been trained for many years. His loyalty is undoubtedly unquestionable and he has been promoted to the cybersecurity department by himself. But even so, she is not qualified to know the existence of the master. She is just a pretty satisfactory assistant. "Danna, there seem to be some rumors on the Internet recently."

"Rumor?" The female churchman frowned, a little confused for a moment.

Daniel presented several messages he had just seen, and clear words floated in front of Dana.

To be honest, Daniel himself didn't care at first when he saw this information: there are many believers linked to the spiritual network, and many of the many believers are boring or too neurotic. Every day, countless useless information flows through this huge network, and the weird and incredible information is often a part of this kind of useless information.

However, after he casually searched the statistical data of these information, he couldn't help but care.

These seemingly rumor-talking things... have appeared more than once in the past half month.

After carefully reading the information displayed by Daniel, the female cultivator nodded after a little recollection: "Yes, Your Excellency the Bishop, there are indeed rumors on the Internet recently, but after verification, they are all just nonsense."

Daniel raised his eyelids: "Check?"

"Yes," the female believer nodded, "the inspectors patrolled around the city of dreams, but did not find the so-called abnormal holes. The priests who managed the network checked all records of the network, and no one suddenly disappeared from the network or were abnormally disconnected - and the believer who claimed to have lost his memory was later found. It is said that no brain problems were found after the examination. The so-called memory loss may be mental imbalance and delusional phenomena caused by long-term connection to the network."

"Are they all delusions and rumors..." Daniel murmured softly, "but there are more than one news..."

The female churchman opened her mouth, as if she was about to say something, but stopped with Daniel.

An invisible wind blew through the Dream City, and a global broadcast announcement spread throughout the network from the Great Temple in the center of the city. All the sleepers who were active in the city raised their heads and looked in the direction of the Great Temple, and Daniel was no exception.

In his vision, a notice emerged from the Pope:

"About the recent abnormality of the spiritual network, the void appeared in the network, the sudden disappearance of the connector, and the memory defect after the disconnection of the network are all rumors, and the compatriots in the church cannot believe it..."

After the announcement was over, the female monk Dana blinked and looked at Daniel: "Biography, it seems that the investigation of the Archbishops' group has concluded, and these are indeed rumors."

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

"Yes, Your Excellency Bishop." The female monk lowered her head, bowed and took a step back, and her figure disappeared into a fluctuating flash.

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

A vortex ball of light that emits a glimmer of light was cruising on the square, moving quickly and silently against the ground.

That is the so-called "inspectors", which are not manipulated by humans, but are rooted in the spiritual network, operating according to specific logic, similar to the self-discipline illusion of the puppet. They patrol the entire network day and night, inspecting the dream city, and their range of activities is even wider than the Eternal Sleepers in the Dream City.

The inspector came to the bench where Daniel was sitting and gently hit the latter's leg. Without receiving a response, the glimmer of light slightly retreated and then went forward and hit him again.

Not very smart, but loyal.

In theory, inspectors will not let go of any abnormalities in the spiritual network. Those news may indeed be rumors compiled by boring people, but... let's report them to the master.

Daniel stood up and took a step forward, his figure disappeared into a fluctuating phosphorescence.

...

In Cecil City, in the high-end laboratory of the Institute of Magic Technology, a group of senior magic technicians, runes and traditional wizards seconded from elsewhere. Scholars are gathering in front of a laboratory bench, staring at the things placed in the middle of the laboratory bench:

A black cover, no heavy book of the era can be seen.

Gao Wen was also standing in the laboratory, looking at the big black book with experts and scholars from all fields. He stood Rebecca and Jenny with the same wide eyes on his left, Carmier, who could not see his face and Veronica, who had never looked faceless, and Tyre, who was forced to come over to make up for the number but was now asleep.

No one knows the ultimate book, let alone explain its principles. Even the most knowledgeable scholar can only be confused when facing this thing.

Therefore, Gao Wen could only gather all kinds of experts to let these professionals who have made achievements in their respective fields judge and see how to crack the secrets of this book - without asking these people to understand or analyze this book, at least they should think about breaking the deadlock.

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

The salted fish came in and read the Ultimate Book and said she didn't know it at first sight, and then she started to sleep. She has been sleeping for almost an hour now. Not to mention cold water, boiling water can't even wake her up.

Gao Wen tried it, but it really couldn't wake up...

And she even takes up a special place when she is on the ground.

Gao Wen shook his head, stretched out his legs and kicked Tyre's tail away a little, and walked forward: "Everyone, what are your ideas?"

Pittman, who was standing in front, turned his head and picked up his beard that he rubbed almost every day but seemed to never decrease: "Your Majesty, this... to be honest, I can't see the reputation at all."

Gao Wen sighed: "You can't even see your thoughts..."

The implication is that you, two-thirds and five-year-olds, do not have enough experience in both apostates?

Pitman was not ashamed at all, and was particularly calm: "That Belltila and a large number of things died in the end were buried in the top management and researched for hundreds of years but had not made a name for it. What's the use of my experience?"

The implication is that professions like cults cannot be counted on the number of job changes, but should be counted on the time of performance. Although he jumped left and right among the two cult groups, his real work experience was not enough to add up, so naturally he could not get to the top artifacts of the sect like Ultimate Book.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, we didn't find any idea," Jenny walked up from the side and said with her head down. "Although some of the locations of this book are engraved with runes, they are completely unaware of the runes, and there are too few samples to be difficult to analyze the rules. In addition, I also suspect that those runes are not the real effective structure of the book, and their functions should be achieved through more complex and advanced mechanisms."

Carmire nodded, and his buzzing voice came from the shining arcane glory: "The manufacturing technology of this book has been lost, and we can't understand how it works - it may come from a more advanced civilization, which is far more advanced than us, or it may come from a civilization with a completely different technical route from ours. If it is the latter... then our analysis of it will become more difficult. We may not even be able to see whether the patterns in the pages of it are decorative or functional structures, and we cannot see whether its cover is intended to protect the book or has other secrets..."

Veronica held the platinum scepter and said regretfully: "What's more, it's still broken now - the way all things die may be used is too rough to lose such an immeasurable ancient legacy. If it can still function properly, our analysis of it might be much easier."

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

Fortunately, most people here focus on the book on the laboratory bench.

"Camier's guess is very reasonable. Maybe both of his guesses are correct," he coughed dryly, in case everyone's attention is focused on "It's a pity that the sample is broken, and rough use is not advisable." "All things will eventually die and find the ultimate book from a very ancient underground ruin. At that time, the book was protected by an ancient device that no one could understand and had long lost manufacturing technology.

"There is a view that before the first great development, even before our mortal civilization this season, many civilizations of reincarnation appeared in the world, so we can boldly guess that this book is an advanced product left by a certain season of civilization."

The technicians in the laboratory couldn't help but whisper the discussion. This prehistoric civilization conjecture is somewhat arbitrary, but in Cecil's academic field, challenging conventional distortion is not new. You may find it incredible, but if it is beneficial to research, researchers do not mind some discussion under this premise.

"It's a pity that only one book will be broken," Rebecca sighed, "Otherwise, you might understand something if you cut it open..."

"Hey, hey, isn't this book broken?" Amber immediately urged him, "You might cut the broken things..."

Before the half-elf could finish speaking, Gao Wen took it aside: "Don't make trouble!"

"Now we can only study the structure and principles of this book through some indirect means," Kamier said buzzingly. "First use a crystal resonator to test whether it contains crystalline rune structures, and then use the arcane detection array to test whether it will react under specific arcane energy stimulation... This is a relatively conservative but relatively effective solution. If our current equipment is accurate enough, it may be able to depict its hidden magic pattern structures, even if it can only depict a part of it, it is a huge improvement."

This seems to be the only solution that can be achieved at the moment—although it may be inefficient, at least, it can be a start.

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

And a salted fish that had been sleeping throughout the whole process and was accidentally stepped on by someone for several steps but never woke up.

Gao Wen stared at the Ultimate Book on the lab, and looked a few times. After the personnel left, a solid steel fence rose around the lab, and a slightly luminous shield shrouded inside the fence. In addition, there were armed security forces outside the experimental facilities, so this book should be quite safe to stay here.

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

Gao Wen looked down and saw a long snake tail swaying around him, and the cool tail tip was poking his hand.

The tail's owner was rubbing his eyes and getting up from the ground.

The salted fish woke up.

"Actually, I have a suggestion," Tyre yawned long. When Gao Wen thought she was just trying to say hello to go back to bed, she said seriously, "Why don't you ask the Misin Treasure House?"

Gao Wen frowned: "Misins Treasure House?"

"We siren don't know much about the alternation of civilizations on land. I'm really not good at ancient relics," Tyr took back his tail and said lazily while carefully rolling himself up. "But there is an equally ancient race that has been paying attention to land... Behind the Misilan Treasure House is the dragon clan, who nominally keeps the client's entrustment, but from the historical process, they are actually custodial relics. So... do you think there is another 'Ultimate Book' in their warehouse?"

Tyre paused, his eyes staring at Gao Wen: "Or, something of the same era as the Book of Ultimate."

As Gao Wen had long guessed, for an ancient and powerful ancient civilization like the Siren, the dragon clan behind the Mitsunian Treasure House... is no secret.

He looked at the guy who was still sleeping soundly and looking particularly lazy: "It seems you didn't sleep just now."

"I'm sleeping, but I'm born with a keen sense of perception, and I can think even when I hear something in my sleep."

"That's really amazing," Gao Wen smiled, then nodded slightly, "Thank you for your advice - maybe it's time for me to contact that agent."

"That's your business," Tyre shook his body, stretched his tail, waving his hand while arching towards the door, "I wish you good luck in any case."

Gao Wen watched the Siren Miss leave her sight with one arched and one arched. After a while, he heard the other party's voice coming from the corridor: "Hey, why are there footprints on my tail??"
Chapter completed!