Enter the Bureau of Order, pass through the Courtyard of Winding Paths, arrive at the Courtyard of Pillars, and take the elevator all the way until the gate opens, revealing the fiery sublimation furnace core.
Boluogo did not encounter any abnormalities along the way. Thinking about it, even if there were any abnormalities, they would never happen in the Kenshu. This is the headquarters of the Bureau of Order. There is no safer place in Opos than this.
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His anxious heart gradually calmed down, and Boluogo told himself that he was just too nervous and overthinking, and that everything was normal.
I came too early, far before the prescribed working hours, and there were not many people in the sublimation furnace core, only a familiar figure was still busy.
After getting along for a long time, Bologo also learned how to identify each other through thick protective clothing. Each person has his own characteristics. Some behavioral language, like written notes, are similar, but there are still identifiable differences.
"Good morning, Badr."
Bologg said hello. Balder was pushing a cart, which was filled with all kinds of alchemical weapons. Bologg took a quick look and saw that there were a few items that he was familiar with. They were the fire-calling items he encountered in previous battles.
of stick.
"You look a little bad, are you having a nightmare?"
Badr looked at Bologo, who ran all the way here in a nervous mood, with sweat covering his forehead.
"That's right, but it's much better now."
Boluogo wiped his sweat with his sleeve. There was no need to care so much at this time, "Nothing unusual happened here, right?"
"Abnormal? No, the Kenshi has a complete security mechanism. As long as we are in it, it will protect us."
Badr raised his head and glanced at this silent and magnificent building.
"That's good……"
Boluogo breathed a sigh of relief. Due to the close connection between the umbilical cord and the devil, he felt that he should get used to the hallucinations he often saw.
"Where's Aimu?" Bologg then asked.
"It's not time to go to work yet, she should be here with Bailey," Bader said.
Hearing this, Boluogo felt much more at ease. He rubbed his eyes, took a long breath, and turned to look at the things on the trolley.
"What are you doing?"
"Appraisal of these alchemical weapons. You should know this. They are all circulated in the wandering roads, and were created by delusional people..." Balder paused for a moment, "that is, the alchemical weapons created by the teacher."
"I've been working on this stuff lately."
"What's there to study in this?" Boluogo stretched out his hand and fiddled with it. He didn't understand the meaning of their study.
"There is really nothing to study." These are inferior alchemy weapons and should be destroyed centrally. "But I always feel that this is not that simple."
"what you mean?"
"From the report of the Field Department, these alchemy weapons were all made by the teacher, but as his student, I don't think it was the teacher who made them."
Halfway through his words, Badr turned to something else, "You should have heard of the word traces, right? Just like everyone's different handwriting, alchemists also have their own unique traces when constructing the alchemical matrix."
"The traces in these alchemical weapons do not match the traces of the teacher. It can also be understood that in order to hide his identity, the teacher deliberately forced himself to construct the alchemical matrix in another way... It is like writing from the right hand to the left hand.
Write.
The traces can change, but the teacher's construction ideas will not change. When he makes alchemy weapons, he pursues stability, even if he is manufacturing inferior weapons in batches."
Balder picked up the fire-calling staff and gave an example to Boluogo, "For example, if this alchemy weapon is made by a teacher, even if it is a deteriorated weapon, when it gets out of control, it should just shut down normally.
, but actually when it gets out of control, it explodes violently and is very unstable."
"From a thinking point of view, this doesn't seem like something a teacher would do."
Balder was confused.
This sentence touched Boluogo, and he suddenly remembered Sere's reminder. Boluogo didn't want to think in that bad direction, and he didn't want to doubt his friends, but his heavy uneasiness prompted him to do this.
Decide.
"Then what do you think all this is about?" Bologo asked.
Badr shook his head and replied, "You won't like that answer."
"You think the delusional person is someone else, don't you?"
Boluogo knew what Balder wanted to say. The silver snake crawled out of his sleeves, and then broke into large droplets of condensed water, which fell on the trolley.
"Perhaps there was more than one delusional person from the beginning."
Boluogo's voice became cold, "This snake scale liquid is the work of Aimu. How long do you need to compare it?"
Bader was a little surprised by Bologg's decisive reaction. He knew Bailey and Bologg's attitude towards Aimu, so he originally thought that Aimu had secretly investigated it himself while Aimu was sublimating the furnace core.
"It's just a comparison, it will be over soon."
Badr said that he was about to push the cart, but the next second the snakes that stretched out grabbed the cart firmly and lifted it up.
"You lead the way."
Boluoge controlled the group of snakes, and the silver-white scale liquid overflowed and flowed from his back, as if there was another silver-white monster hidden under the humanoid body.
"Is this an expert? Just like a hunter, if he smells a trace, he will never let go."
Badr started to jog, and with Boluogo helping him carry his things, their movement speed increased a lot.
"I just want to avoid mistakes as much as possible." Boluogo's tone became completely cold.
Badr said, "You are so smart, I thought you would defend Aimu, just like Bailey did, so I didn't tell anyone about this matter."
"You should have told me." Boluogo whispered.
"At least it's not too late," Badr said. "Bailey knows the importance of Aimu. Without her leadership, Aimu cannot leave the reclamation room. You can rest assured about this."
Boluogo took a deep breath and replied calmly.
"hope so."
The two quickly arrived at the laboratory where the comparison was conducted. Balder took out some snake scale fluid, placed it on the vessel, and then put another fire-calling staff aside.
While Badr was busy, Bologger stood aside anxiously, blaming himself, "Why didn't I think of this?"
Burlogo feels this is his responsibility.
"From the beginning, in our understanding, Aimu's interests are in conflict with the teacher's interests. The teacher needs Alice's Philosopher's Stone, and handing over the Philosopher's Stone will undoubtedly cause irreversible damage to Aimu...
That is death."
The glow of the ether flashed, Bader began to operate as he spoke. Unlike Bailey, his secret power is not from the secret enlightenment school. For this reason, he needs to use instruments to operate the alchemy matrix, which will undoubtedly be slow.
Much more.
"In this way, we will all feel that Aimu is one of our own and not the same as the teacher.
But now, maybe the two of them are together, and Aimu has been assisting TEDA, even if he is a delusional person."
Badr's words accelerated the growth of doubt.
All of Amu's previous suspicious behaviors flashed back in front of Boluogo's eyes, even the suggestive words last night.
He didn't understand why he made such a mistake.
Bader also noticed Boluogo's tangled eyes, and he comforted, "It's okay, everyone will have this experience, and their vision is obscured by something."
"For example, the teacher was driven by the desire to resurrect Alice, so much so that he completely ignored those unknown dangers. The same is true for you.
The same goes for you, and so does Bailey, you are all so focused on the things in front of you that you ignore other things."
"You mean, I was deceived by Aimu?" Boluogo asked.
"It can't be said to be a lie," Balder actually laughed at this time, "Boluogo, have you ever had a girlfriend?"
Bader stopped Boluogo and thought carefully about his short and long life. Except that he had a relatively smooth life when he was a child, the rest of his time was either spent fighting or killing.
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"You mean?"
Bologg was not stupid. He knew what Badr meant. Thinking of that result, Bologg's mind shut down for a second.
"That's right, Boluogo, congratulations. After so many years, your blood is still hot and your heart is beating vigorously. This is a good thing. At least it proves that you have a young mentality!"
While he was busy, Badr did not forget to give a thumbs up to Boluogo, "You didn't do anything wrong, and she probably didn't lie to you either... Probably, you were just carried away by your emotions, and even experts can't do anything about this."
Avoid it, after all, you are still a human being with flesh and blood, not a cold machine."
"But the bad part is here, what should you do next?" Balder muttered in his heart.
The glow of the ether kept flashing and flickering. Bologger couldn't understand Balder's operation and could only wait on the side.
The machine on the side started printing, and then two pages were spit out. Badr overlapped them and exposed them to strong light.
"What's the result?" Bologg asked.
Balder did not speak, but held the paper high. Bologg came closer and saw a complicated array engraved on the paper, and their huge parts were overlapped one by one.
The results are obvious.
Boluogo's heart became cold and he murmured, "Why would she do this? Doesn't she know TEDA's purpose?"
When the hypothesis turned into reality, the shock caused Boluogo to feel a little dazed.
"Maybe this is what Aimu wanted?" Badr threw the papers into the shredder and watched them being smashed into pieces.
"What she wants?"
"Life is indeed precious, but there are always things that will make you desperate," Bader continued. "Everyone will desperately desire something. As long as this wish can be fulfilled, it doesn't matter even if they die, just like the alchemist and
The relationship between secret sources is the same."
From beginning to end, Badr witnessed all this as a bystander. He saw the cold and serious experts smiling at others, and he also saw the nervous minister, who actually had such a gentle side.
"You are the person who knows Amu best, so you should be able to guess it."
Badr stood aside, thinking about how to finish the matter next, whether to let Boluogo handle all this, or to issue a broadcast and arrest Aimu first.
Fortunately, all this was handled in a timely manner and the disaster was prevented before it broke out.
Boluogo lowered his head slowly. He remembered the time when he first got along with Aimu. He knew what Aimu wanted.
Looking at it this way, her wish is really small.
The sudden sound of the door opening interrupted Boluogo's thoughts. At the door, he saw Bailey wearing pajamas, breathing heavily and looking at him in horror.
Needless to say, Bologg knew that the worst had happened.