All the letters were piled on the table. There are fairly ordinary letters made of paper, leather and stone. There are also agency letters and energy knots. The number was slightly more than he expected. Most of the guys who know the address of Wei Xing Qi Mian and intend to send letters are already here. The remaining few should know that there are better ways to get in touch than sending a letter. But in any case, it should contain some information that he should know after the changes in the Vientiane Forest.
He needed to know the situation now. After experiencing a series of intersections between reality and fiction that are currently difficult to classify academically (he will consider solving this problem based on his own first-hand information, just not now), and returning from the most ridiculous environment, what needs to be understood most Instead, there are some basic questions.
The first letter was a big package. It's three stacks of Weekly Poop Reports. Each stack includes fecal sampling data from twenty-five different locations. Yicha turned them around and flipped them backwards, and sure enough he saw the neat and elegant signature "Veled".
In fact, he always thought counting excrement was a good idea. Among the hundred ideas carefully planned by Willy Shaw, this is indeed one that stands out (of course, mainly because the ninety-nine are really not very good). Among the many traces left by living things, excrement is often the one that is closest to the essence and reveals the most details. It is quite sincere.
From the perspective of external conditions, the means of control often end with the production of excrement. Even skilled killers (if they choose to do so) often call it a day at the end of the blood-stain cleaning phase. Mastering the movement of excrement controls most of the activities of biological communities.
However, from the objectivity of the data, he should have doubts. But starting from Nese's consistent approach (Echa always believes that "consistent approach" is an important sign to distinguish a material creature from his countless similar-looking compatriots, while "non-consistent approach" is used to distinguish The weapon of lawful creatures), without using the heart song, awkwardly adopting this obscure hint that is time-consuming, without any insurance, and extremely easy to be ignored is almost as effective as the strongest anti-counterfeiting mark.
He looked at the brittle papers. Much of it was as he expected.
These records cover time points before and after the large excursion. This time, there is no need for a Metz, a Nesis, or a Metzga Nesis to supplement, and it can be easily found that the fluctuations in the data are within the normal range - most types of excrement are affected by large deviations. The influence of the ingredients appears in turn: the weight decreases, the fiber increases, and the inorganic matter increases. The rebound in overall numbers after that is also consistent with the timing of the universal problem-solving machine sweeping that sub-universe crisis off the table like a wisp of fuzz. Each of the twenty-five sites had both spikes and dips in feces proportions, but the dynamics of these proportions were reasonable considering migration (in more elegant terms, the flight from homes due to uninhabitability).
to view other messages. No further Weekly Stool Reports were found.
"Only these? No other explanation? Why are you showing me these?"
It's a bit unnecessary for him to ask these questions. Clerks at the Terminal Office do not intentionally hide from others—their anatomy does not allow it. The back of their heads can be seen from their faces.
"That's all the report. Boss." The two clerks answered as expected.
Yicha uses his heart song to contact Nese. This may be a bit risky. After the warlock joined the camp of the dead against the demon tyrant, he didn't know if the other party could resist such direct temptation again and again. Between the multiple attitudes of respect, fear, approval and opposition held by the other party, it is an act of the devil to offer such temptation.
Otherwise, what is he?
The two clerks looked at him with serious and empty expressions - they were born to do things, and now they have nothing to do. After reading the letter, I planned to go to the terminal office where I landed to have a look.
look. As long as you return to the right (or, to put it another way, completely wrong) place, the things to do will happen one after another. He'll have a lot to do right away. What a joy. He had a hunch. No matter what plan he and Beelzebub said at that time, and how sincere it was, the development might not be as simple as he thought.
The song of the heart stirred no resonance, or any echo. Even the first step seemed troubling - the djinn chanting community seemed unwilling to accept this brief visit, let alone pass it on.
Or it just doesn't resonate. It's not possible to tell whose problem it is yet.
Icha put aside the unfinished Weekly Poop Report. Perhaps he was not the recipient of these reports. He has discovered that it contains all the letters to which the target has not been found. It doesn't matter. Chances are they were addressed to other guys. It was a bit strange to think that it was addressed to me at first.
He dug through the pile of energy knots. Reports of djinn unrest were found. This report was submitted by a member of the Golden Element named Erobaba. After Rathnorlo Benchens Lang suddenly disappeared from the story due to some unspeakable mission, this golden element temporarily served as the deputy speaker of the Returned Star Council. He has an arrogant temper and sharp words. Likes equality and absolute hierarchy - depending on who he faces. And his ability - although everyone is curious about it - has not yet been demonstrated in any way.
But none of this is important. His origin is the most important reason for being elected. He is a metal elemental. After the high-level vampires who served as inner administrators evaporated like bubbles, everyone needed leaders who were not so evaporative. As everyone knows, fine gold is the most stable thing outside of Resting Rock. There are no corresponding elemental elves in the Resting Rock - maybe there are, but there are no potential leadership candidates with their faces moving and shouting about their grace and authority.
Erobaba's election was a no-brainer.
Icha seemed to have some impression of Erobaba. He opened the shiny golden knot (there were some extra refined patterns on it?), and a metallic, loud, and joyful sound rushed out from inside.
Um. He's not always right. He really had no impression of Erobaba.
"Report to you!!! Filthy Speaker!!!" Erobaba said. "The turmoil has been completely resolved. Those giant spirits, they will no longer run around, cause chaos and interfere with communications!! I sealed them all with gold!!!!"
first. "Filthy" is not a word that can be used to describe demons who make up about six-fifths of them. Yi Cha thought. After the piercing screams of the golden element asking for credit passed, he extracted a pitiful amount of important content: Through investigation, Erobaba discovered that the root cause of the giants' chaos was due to the abnormal movements of the "final mother planet" .
"The ultimate home star is the key to the giant spirit problem. It is also the source of one of the four major turmoils in Wei Xing Qi Meng." Yi Cha heard the gold elemental councilor say simply. That's right. And the failure of Heart Song may be due to the same reason. He listened as he continued.
"So on behalf of the Returned Star Council - we are in an important period where we need to speed up construction - and the Speaker and Deputy Speaker have temporarily disappeared - I propose an important plan." Jin Yuan Yuan's voice was loud again. "We are going to 'gold-plate' the 'Final Mother Planet'!!! This can fundamentally solve this problem!!! Okay!! You can start applauding!!!"
