Luo Binhan finished reading the news, but was not in a hurry to question Yaleriga. He then opened the message directory and found that the message he just looked at was neither the first nor the last. It might have been the one that had been read recently, so it popped up first. Needless to say, this was Yaleriga's doing, whether it was invading his privacy without any guilt or letting him know about the news about the country first.
He vaguely felt that this was a trap, so he remained silent and continued to read other news, hoping to get more clues from Lan Que. However, despite several more messages sent by his Tin Woodman friend, she never mentioned a word about the country or the "Jade of Xu Man". She focused more on the magic research project she was participating in, and also revealed some not-so-confidential details to Luo Binhan.
"This may not sound very traditional to you, but it is commonplace in some places, Luo Han. They believe that the only magic circle with power is a circuit! All spell casting must be done through circuits, using some portable electronic devices to store and Release. That makes them look like rational people at first glance, but if you take apart the equipment they made, you will find that it looks like it can't do anything at all, but it may actually do a lot of things! Phew - those guards They gave us a lot of trouble, but my expertise is perfect for dealing with them. Because they will track all life that is not composed of pure electricity, including my sentinels. This place used to be very prosperous, at least according to the records of the White Tower. But now it is a world with no life... My teacher wants to know how it became like this, or at least find something useful from the ruins. What do you think, Luo Han? What happened here? What……"
"Big reveal! Look, Luo Han, did you see this I put in the jar? This was removed from the belly of the guard. This lovely mysterious luminous polyhedron, and the circuit engraved on it. You can understand Circuit? If you could, you would find that the circuit on it is useless at all. Yes, it stands to reason that it is useless at all, but you can’t imagine how much trouble it has caused us. If I wear the same clothes as before, maybe It will burn it to a pile of bone ashes. I started to like this large suit. It is so strong that I can knock my stomach as hard as I want. Like this! Dang-dong! Dang-dang! I feel like I'll be able to type out the music soon. Do you want to hear it? But you'll have to wait until next time. The experiment will begin soon..."
"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Listen to this, Luo Han! Now I can definitely be a good drummer. This is what we found in the ruins. A piece of music! Oh, of course it's more than this, but I can't tell you Revealing too many secrets of the magic world... This is the law of mages, do you understand? We and ancient law treat power differently. The value of knowledge is very expensive... Oh, Luo Han, I really hope that I can do it as soon as possible I received your reply. That’s not to say that my current friends are not good enough, but after all, you are my first ancient friend, and I always feel that I can get a different perspective from you. You are a very interesting person Man, I’ll be honest, even though you do some stupid things, you are really inspiring!”
Luo Binhan stared at the mirror and smiled. He knew that Yaleriga had a purpose in telling him to see this, but he still couldn't control his emotions when he saw such a jumping and dancing tin man. The White Tower apprentice he knew looked energetic, almost overly excited. He guessed that she had no idea what Zhou Wenxing had done with her hair. That was good news, proving that everything Zhou Wenxing said about her was a lie, and that she had never been harassed by the murderer. Although Lan Que never told him any news about "Xu Man Zhi Jade", he was happy to appreciate her activeness in the professional field.
He continued scrolling down until the last message. The Tin Woodman in the mirror is sitting on a sand dune, holding the mirror up to himself. At the foot of the hill behind her, the never-ending sandstorm showed a bright and weird color like flames. Luo Binhan didn't know if it was the dusk scene of that world. Lan Que sat in the flaming wind, her crudely carved facial features showing a rare depression.
"I'm still on this project, Luo Han. We have figured out some things now about how this place was destroyed... But everything is going well, you don't have to worry about me. Nothing can threaten us here. I It's just...oh, it feels a little unreal. Have you ever felt that way, Luo Han? It's like walking in the wild and seeing some lonely plants, a weed, or a flower, and you know it right away. It wasn't supposed to be here, it was some coincidence that caused the seeds to be scattered here. You happened to see it once, but you know it won't be like this again the next time you come. Maybe it will grow and spread. into a large piece; maybe it just withered, was eaten by passing animals, or did not compete with other species... I can think of a thousand kinds of plants dying, Luo Han. Then I think sometimes our world A piece of grass like this one sprouts, blooms, and bears fruit. This is our monotonous way of survival, and there are thousands of possibilities for destruction, making our achievements and victories fleeting. Am I suspected of being narrow-minded in thinking this way? Well, maybe I shouldn't use the examples of the ones I'm most familiar with. I know some legendary plants lived longer than the White Tower was built. Or maybe I'll understand when I become a truly mature, even great, mage. The meaning of it all.”
"...I have to admit, sometimes I feel envious of ancient laws. It's not about their innate power, or their interesting appearance, it's just... they never seem to be troubled by the meaning of existence." Han, have you ever thought about why you were born? In this illusory world manifested by the chaos of the ether, we are just weeds or moss that grow by chance, but the ancient laws are different, they are like Planted there artificially, and never changing once they reach their ideal state, they know it. Who planted them? Is it some master of this chaos? I want to know... Or maybe I Don’t want to? I really hope there are some ancient rules to give me the answer right now, Luo Han. But I still hope you take care of yourself first. Remember to wash your hair! Don’t touch weird things you don’t know!”
This was the last message she left for Luo Binhan. After Luo Binhan patiently read it, he thought for a while in a daze. Then he began to write her a reply. It wasn't that he couldn't make a video like Lan Que did, but both Yaleriga and Momolo were nearby, which made him somewhat embarrassed. So he adopted a clumsy and primitive method: writing on the mirror.
Blue Magpie, he wrote laboriously with his fingertips, the letter has been received. everything is fine. Don’t read it. Wash your hair frequently. Strange things come uninvited. Good luck with the exam.
He tapped his finger on the mirror and sent the message. Then he started writing another article: I may return to Wuyuan to visit relatives in the near future. Passing through the country of Zhenhui. Can you provide information about Xumanzhi Jade?
This news was quickly sent to Lan Que. For a moment, he expected Lan Que to reply immediately, but unfortunately, it was the opposite. She was either focused on her work and didn't notice his reply, or she was too busy to spare any time. Luo Binhan had no choice but to retract his fingers with regret and put the mirror into his coat in front of Yaleriga. Then he began to smile hard at Yaleriga.
"Do you think we should go back to the ship? Or go to the store to find something to drink?" He said in a flattering manner, "This story must have at least one bottle of wine, right?"
