Yaleriga patted Qiaoqiao Tianyi's head to wake it up from its sound sleep.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Qiaotian asked vaguely, "What did you find?"
"We are out of the collapse zone," she said.
"Oh, oh...good thing..."
Qiaoqiao Tianyi yawned and stood up. She started to walk out the door, then staggered when she was hit by the translucent bubble wrap wall at the door.
"Hey! The bubble is still there!"
"I didn't say it disappeared."
"But you said we left the crash zone?"
"I'm getting a StarNet signal."
This time Qiaoqiao Tianyi woke up from her half-asleep confusion. She returned to Yaleriga and urged her to see what new news there was. The results of checking the messages were not very good, because most of them were meaningless commercial advertisements. Yaleriga began to receive such messages frequently after making daily purchases for the spacecraft. In addition, there are two greetings from former friends. They have been separated from Yaleriga for some time, but they still greet her regularly, invite her to participate in activities, or simply relive the old times.
Yaleriga rarely agrees to such invitations. Her racial nature always likes to chase new things, but it is not impossible. After she left the Silence, she might consider a more peaceful and stable vacation, but now was not the time. She put aside the news from her two old friends and opened the only anonymous letter prefixed with a flower symbol.
The letter was unsigned, but no one questioned its origin. As soon as Yareliga read the above text, she could immediately imitate the author's unpleasant tone. She imagined that the host was sitting in his usual audience seat, holding the edge of the ink-spotted paper between his two fingers, like a lost nobleman forced to pick up a map stained with bird droppings. Slowly and sarcastically, he announced to his mercenaries that the map was essentially useless. After painstaking calculations by an elf craftsman, it was discovered that this ink dot did not have a center point at a sufficiently fine scale.
It's not a true circle, but an irregular shape with slightly wavy edges. Even though his client had the most skillful skills and keenest eyes, he still couldn't figure out where the "center of the shape" was. Naturally, the calculation work had to be suspended, and the noble lord hoped that the mercenaries could take the initiative to make achievements. He also said that while the Silence was at large, another baby was sent to Gate City by a white paper boat, and would join the Lonely Stone Forest outside the stone courtyard in the foreseeable future. Although the owner was unimpressed by this, he sincerely hoped that his financial expenditure on the purchase of prosthetic limbs would benefit the public sector and at least help the orphanage director he appointed to maintain a healthier and more positive mentality.
Yaleriga read the letter without any burden, and deliberately took out the digital pen she had put aside for a long time, using the same elegant style to express that they were working hard in the direction expected by the master. However, there is inevitably a gap between reality and ideals. They encountered serious obstacles on the final step to success——
"The last step?" Qiao Qiao Tianyi asked as he looked at her writing.
"Almost." Yaleriga said. She does not regard sincerity as a virtue.
A cat-man killer with magical eyes, she continued, made her investigation faltering and difficult to navigate. If this obstacle cannot be eliminated, she must consider her own life safety first, rather than the financial pressure of Mencheng's public utilities. Maybe the forest outside the stone courtyard would be more lush, and the abbot could learn how to regulate himself. And if the master can properly use his rich resources and connections to tell her who this killer Xiaomei is, maybe she can also do more to help the dean's mental condition.
She finished the letter and then drew the image of the Cat-Man Killer in the margins below, noting the features of its weapons and eyes in as much detail as possible. After making sure she didn't miss any information, she clicked the send button, finally feeling a little satisfied in this series of bad things. She knew that this letter would definitely make the Lord of the Gate City very unhappy, and what was even better than that was that he had to do what she wanted - even though overall, she didn't get much advantage in the matter.
"You just sent it out like that?" Qiaoqiao Tianyi asked, "You didn't tell him about the child?"
"No." Yaleriga replied.
Her eyes drifted to the reader on the carpet. She used to call it an encyclopedia, but in fact it was not a book, but her own information aggregation program. In that book are all the mainstream publications in the alliance, from the White Tower's "The Spire Water Mirror" to the Central City's "Starlight World". She may not need every copy, but she has preserved them intentionally or unintentionally. , as if to build another memory maze outside my mind. She didn't really plan to do this. This habit was formed before she thought about it.
Recently, she added a book to her reader. It was not one of the publications she had downloaded regularly in the past, but a book written by the Master of the White Tower. As the Lord of the Gate City had hinted to her, she found some passages in it that particularly caught her attention. She had some conjectures that were consistent with the signs, but she just didn't have time to talk to Jing Huang - but did the communication itself really have any meaning? When she was already thinking about walking away?
"What did you think of?" Qiaoqiao Tianyi asked.
"Nothing." Yaleriga said. She turned her eyes away, tied the petal chain around her wrist, and then tried to press the pager in the room to attract Jing Huang to come over. During this period, Qiaoqiao Tianyi finally remembered their previous efforts and began to inquire about the latest progress from Yaleriga.
"Did you find anything in the book? About that creepy cat guy? Or his eyes?"
Yaleriga briefly summarized what she had read and what she remembered. She also described the legend about the Comet Witch to Qiaoqiao Tianyi, hoping that her traveling companions from the dream world could provide some help. After all, everyone knew that the dream world had the largest number of ancient civilizations in the entire alliance, at least in This is the part that can be counted.
"I have never heard of such a witch." Qiaoqiao Tianyi said, "Where did the ectoplasmist find her?"
"The records don't contain such details."
"You didn't even write about the astral realm? That's a weird thing. Are you sure this whole story isn't made up?"
That is a guarantee that Yaleriga cannot make. Although when mages' works are reviewed, they must sign a document with strong certification to ensure that any data, experiments, or investigation materials disclosed in their works do not contain deliberate forgeries. An article published to the public under the name Silver Tower is generally credible. However, scandals of forgery and unintentional omissions often occur. Mages are always keen to study whether one kind of defense can be broken through, and whether another breakthrough can be defended. According to Yaleriga's experience, people who take hallucinogenic drugs can also describe similar contents to the ectoplasmist.
She wanted to try to contact this linked mage who accidentally wandered into a foreign land, but the star network did not give her enough clues, only a small amount of information that was added later. This mage, perhaps because he was unable to provide reliable proof of the existence of the Kingdom of Witches, chose to respond anonymously when faced with the Tower School's questioning. He commissioned a trusted cyberwalker to publish the details, and even provided several images describing what the area looked like, as well as the strange appearance of the sorcerers. There are three of those paintings about the "Comet Witch" - but these three paintings are not completely consistent. It can be said that they are like three completely different creatures: the back is a radiating, hazy black mist, as if Eight pairs of twisting mist feet; the front is just a twisted, vaguely ape-like outline, with two green swirling wheels of light shining on the outline.
Only in the third picture can the details of the Witch King's appearance be seen. Clear, but strange, her appearance was not similar to the front or side profile at all. Sitting on a one-legged throne full of wormholes, she looked like an infant primitive pansapien, with her toes exposed that had not yet fully evolved. The hand resting on the side of the throne was thin and short, showing a clear The thumb joint structure is a proof that it has never experienced limb joint optimization. Her hair looked dark golden in the light in the room, and she wore a high branch-like metal crown, with hanging vines extending to her shoulders and chest. Otherwise, she appeared to be wearing nothing.
The throne almost covered two-thirds of her body. There may be unusual features in those parts of her body that are hidden, but the perspective in the image offers no clue. The Witch King, who banished the ectoplasmists, looks exactly like a young blond girl.
