"I only believe in what I have seen personally, Mr. Hughes."
The other shadow smiled strangely and did not express any further opinions. He just waited quietly for the communication between Anvis and the Duke to end.
He came here personally not just to eavesdrop on the wall like those thieves.
He didn't go in immediately to inquire about the situation, just because Anvis was on the phone with Duke Carrot.
As the current head of the Olivendi family, Duke Carrot still has to give him some face.
Just as the two of them had been waiting for, Avis quickly ended his contact with the Duke, and then prepared for daily meditation again.
But at the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes again with vigilance, and glanced at the indoor environment with some suspicion.
When he noticed that the hands of the magic clock began to rotate strangely and irregularly, Anvis' expression changed slightly, and he immediately activated a talisman on his chest, as if planning to escape.
But as soon as the talisman's bright white light emitted, it was blocked by the dim light emerging from the surrounding walls, making it impossible to move forward.
"Good vigilance, but still lacks enough hard power to match."
Under Anvis' vigilant gaze, two translucent figures emitting cyan light suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Don't worry, we are not your enemies. The power to seal your room only comes from the effect of the academy's secret lock itself."
Seeing Anvis' expression, the shadow on the left smiled slightly, and the cyan light that originally filled the face spread out, revealing a face that was somewhat familiar to Anvis.
"Introduce yourself, Hughes Duman, Vice President of Wangli Pamir College. This is His Excellency the Marquis of Draka. I am here today just because I have some questions to ask you."
"Of course, as compensation for scaring you, I can make the decision to give you a thousand more credits with the power of the vice principal."
As he spoke, Hughes's shadow raised his hand and drew a glowing rune in mid-air, which seemed to communicate with the main control core of the mystery lock.
The next moment, Anvis immediately received a notification from the college's identity card, and the total number of credits under his name increased by a thousand points.
"Your Majesty the Vice-President, Your Majesty the Marquis, if you have any questions, please ask me. As long as I know something, I will try my best to answer it."
After this scene, the identities of the two seemed to be confirmed, and Anvis' posture relaxed obviously.
"The mysterious prophet behind the Black Ring Chamber of Commerce, what is his true identity?"
But at this time, Marquis Draka, who had never said a word before, suddenly spoke, staring at Anvis's eyes with gleaming eyes, and asked this question in an extremely determined tone.
"...I don't know, Your Majesty, I have never been in contact with that person."
Frowning his brows slightly, Anvis shook his head, indicating that he was unclear about the situation.
"If your purpose of coming is related to the mysterious prophet, then you have asked the wrong person..."
"you are lying!"
But before Anvis could finish his words, Marquis Draka suddenly interrupted him rudely.
"Your Majesty the Marquis..."
"I know what you want to say. You don't know the identity of the other party. It's just because you know the person in charge of the Black Ring Chamber of Commerce that you can get help from the other party. It's a complete accident, right?"
"But if there is no special connection, then why would a high-level prophet go out of his way to help you?"
With a sneer, Marquis Draka pressed forward step by step.
Due to the special nature of the position of prophet, high-level prophets are usually invisible and secretive.
Although the path of each high-level prophet is different, in order to prevent themselves from being involved in too many complicated threads of fate, they usually try to avoid getting themselves involved in meaningless events.
And in a situation like Avis's, where someone he knew was just in trouble, so he helped without any scruples? No matter how you think about it, there is a problem.
"I'm sorry, but I really don't know the situation, Your Majesty the Marquis."
Anvis's face also turned slightly cold, as if he felt insulted.
"I will come and see for myself whether you understand this!"
With a strong sneer, Marquis Draka's ninth-level aura suddenly surged out, and he pressed towards Anvis crazily. The latter's face instantly turned pale.
"Draca, you promised me not to attack him directly!"
However, after noticing Marquis Draka's movements, Hughes stopped him before he actually took action.
"Hmph, we'll figure this out."
Marquis Draka was not annoyed when his movement was blocked. He just nodded to Vice Dean Hughes and then disappeared on his own.
At least from the test just now, he has determined that Anvis's strength is indeed only level five, and there is nothing to hide.
"I'm sorry, Anvis, and I assure you, what happened today was just an accident."
Showing a smile to Anvis, Vice Dean Hughes also dissipated and left.
As the two left, the vision of the room being sealed began to slowly disappear. Watching all this, Anvis did not do anything immediately, but just entered a meditative state as before.
Anvis was already prepared for the appearance of the two of them.
In fact, since taking action to deal with the Hengjin Club's attack, Anvis has always maintained a clone with only about level 5 strength operating in the academy.
This is just so that if someone tests his true strength, he can be thrown out to deal with it.
Sure enough, this preparation was quickly put to use.
There was nothing left to chance. Although the two seemed to have left, Anvis didn't feel that everything was fine.
Since an unknown high-level prophet is suspected to be involved, the two will not definitely be the last ninth level people to pay attention to this matter. Before the limelight of this incident passes, it is better for him to keep a low profile.
.….….
While Anvis was performing his daily routine as a good student, a message from the Eater Federation clone caught his attention.
Recently, federal civilians have begun to secretly create an undercurrent of network construction.
It’s not that some high-level professionals secretly rebuilt the network—they didn’t have the guts to do so when the construction of the network was banned by order from the three major forces in the mainland.
What really happened was that civilians started asking around where they could get the Internet Link Ring.
Because of the existence of those contacts, civilians saw another way to become professionals.
Indeed, many people went crazy in that incident, but civilians with extremely limited sources of information did not care. They just heard that if you wear the ring, you have the chance to become a professional master.
Not only civilians, but many low-level professionals have also heard that constructing a network headband has the opportunity to greatly improve the wearer's talent.
This is not entirely a rumor, because there are indeed such cases among those who came into contact. Their talents in a certain aspect have been greatly improved, and their original bottlenecks have been broken through like drinking water.
In this regard, even some professionals who really know the inside story are very excited.
It is true that some people who wear the ring never wake up, but compared to the total number of people, they are still very few.
Using less than 30% of the chance of death in exchange for a chance to reinvent one's talent, this is an extremely valuable opportunity for ordinary professionals.
Although after that incident, the vast majority of private headbands were forcibly recycled, and a very small number of personal online headbands are no longer usable, but what if they become effective again in the future?
A large number of low-level professionals and civilians who were unaware of the situation were looking for ways to buy constructed network rings with illusions.
This caused the supply of the original bracelets to soon exceed demand. Some unscrupulous traders who saw business opportunities even began to make counterfeit bracelets and sell them at high prices, which later led to various subsequent bloody conflicts.
Many people are happy to see this happen, especially players.
Since the collected headbands were all piled up in the warehouse and there was no dedicated person to recycle them, the major players' guilds saw the business opportunities one after another and began to lobby "important NPCs" such as city lords and sheriffs to sell them on their behalf and share the profits. Obtain a large number of rings and sell them through merchant players.
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