Chapter 285 sets of intelligence and search strategies
Fang Plover looked in that direction. The warlocks who filed into the hall were wearing purple robes with abstract patterns of 'Eye of Revealing' tattooed on their hoods. They were in the same hurry as the last time they saw them - these people always seemed to be like this.
The leader was very tall, and Fang Yu always felt that he had met him last time.
He looked at it for a while, then turned back and asked, "What are they doing here?"
Camilla shook her head slightly: "I don't know, Mr. Ed."
"When was the last time these people came?"
Camilla turned off the beeping machine, looked over there again, and replied: "It was about three days ago. They also came here three days ago."
Fang Yu pondered for a moment and then asked, "Is the president here?"
"President Erna went out earlier, and she asked me to tell you, 'Don't even think about trying anything in the guild!'" The little girl pursed her lips in amusement and looked at him: "Hehe
, these are President Elna’s exact words, Mr. Ed——”
Fang Yu was speechless for a while. In order to design the 'Wasp-i' in the past few days, he used a lot of parts from Ms. Erna, but what can be done about it? Poverty is not his wish - but think about it carefully.
, Sure enough, it was all the fault of the two old guys Arquette and Merifan. If he had more than 10,000 points, would it still be like this?
However, it is expected that Madam President will walk around him in the past two days.
Fang Plover scratched his cheek, but he had already gotten the answer he wanted from Camilla.
The warlocks were walking towards the stairs on the second floor, and Fang Plover said to Camilla: "Sorry to trouble you, Camilla. I'll go over there and take a look first."
"Is there anything else, Mr. Ed?"
Fang Yu nodded: "Camilla, do you want to go over there and take a look?"
"Forget it," Camilla shook her head quickly: "I still want to read," she patted the thick book beside her seat. "Also, Mr. Ed must be careful. I heard that those 'revealers'
People who think highly of themselves don’t look down upon outsiders.”
Fang Yu looked at her in surprise and heard the implication of the little girl's words: "Camilla, have you ever had a conflict with them?"
Camilla shook her head and said: "It doesn't count."
Fang Yu roughly understood what was going on and smiled: "It doesn't matter, I'll help you vent your anger."
"Eh?" Camilla was startled and quickly stopped him: "Wait, Mr. Ed, no need."
But before she could finish the second half of her sentence, she saw Fang Plover hurriedly walking in that direction.
Camilla quickly whispered, but Fang Plover did not turn around. She was speechless for a while - she couldn't help but look in that direction, shook her head and sighed, thinking that Mr. Ed really told President Erna
They are exactly the same - not at all reassuring.
However, Fang Yu was not entirely joking.
After he asked those questions, he actually had an idea in his mind, and planned to go up and get information. In the past, gathering information was not within his scope of operation, but it was familiar to the big cat man and Miss Atila.
After being stained, he can now be regarded as an old man.
He hurriedly walked up the stairs to the second floor. There was a huge oil painting hanging on the wall at the corner of the stairs of the Tansnier Craftsmen Association. It showed a man wearing a taupe coat, a monocle, and a gleam of horns on his lips.
Hu's serious middle-aged man.
There are five platinum cross stars pinned to the collar of the opponent's coat to show his identity as a master craftsman. This man is the founder of the Istania Craftsmen's Federation.
Fang Plover happened to catch up with the 'tail' of the warlock team there. He glanced down at his alchemist coat, then raised his collar, and then called out to the people in front of him: "Wait, everyone."
The warlocks stopped one after another from back to front, and turned around one after another.
Fang Plover took a deep breath and rehearsed in his mind how the big cat man usually collected information, so that he could appear more natural. He imitated the tone of the middle-aged craftsman and asked:
"Everyone, this is the Tansnir Artisans Association. How can I help?"
The magicians looked back.
At this time, the leader he recognized earlier separated from the others, walked down the stairs, came to him, and looked Fang Plover up and down - Fang Plover also noticed that the face under this man's hood
, the brown skin was covered with criss-crossing wounds, which looked a bit scary - he couldn't help being slightly startled.
There was a touch of light purple in the other party's eyes, but that was not the eye color unique to the locals. I heard that this was a major characteristic of the 'Revealers', and it was related to the way they penetrated into the Ethernet.
But Fang Yu also saw depth and vigilance in these eyes.
The leader looked at him for a while, then asked in a hoarse, tight voice: "Have we met before?"
Fang Yu replied with a normal expression: "I remember that you all came here three days ago."
The leader pondered for a moment, then looked at him with some suspicion. Fang Yu's heart was pounding, fearing that the other party's memory was too good and he would remember what happened half a month ago.
But fortunately, no, the other party asked again: "Then, is President Erna here?"
He obviously recognized the wrong person, thinking that Fang Plover was the alchemist from the Tansnir Artisans Association. In fact, this is not to blame for his lack of caution - he was wearing an alchemist's coat and took the initiative to talk to them. Anyone could admit his mistake.
.
Who told Fang Plover to be too thick-skinned?
After hearing this question, Fang Yu felt certain.
But he knew that he couldn't show it, but he was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "What a coincidence, President Erna went out."
After a pause, he looked at the man's expression and continued: "Although the president is not here, if there is anything, maybe I can help?"
The leading warlock looked back at the others. They were astrologers, but they were not prophets or prophets. They could not have predicted such a coincidental miss. He turned his head again and laid his eyes on Fang Plover's face.
His tight lips moved and he said a brief sentence:
"We need to use the Aether Tower."
Fang Yu's heart moved.
It seems these people are searching for something.
The Ether Tower of the Craftsman Association is a large magic detector. This thing is also found on the floating ship. The selectors intuitively call it a 'radar', or an ether 'sonar array' - because of the work of both.
The principles are similar, both are based on echo positioning.
It's just that the nature of the 'wave' is slightly different.
However, searching for different targets requires different scanning strategies. Therefore, in order to figure out what the other party is searching for, you need to know the specific search strategies.
However, Fang Yu maintained restraint, knowing that he could not ask this question, and even if he asked the other party, he would not answer. Fortunately, he had other ways to get the information, but before that, he needed to figure out another thing.
"Aether Tower?" Fang Plover asked, "Do you have authorization?"
The man nodded and took out a letter and handed it to him - Fang Plover noticed that the letter had been opened and looked like it had been used once. He thought that these people had come to the Craftsmen's Association three days ago, so they were probably there.
At that time, authorization was presented once.
He opened the envelope, glanced at it briefly, and found that it was authorized by the Tower of Stars and Moon. It also had the stamp of the Star and Moon Hexagram Array. This was the Warlock Alliance of the Kaolin-Ithulian Continent. It looked like the Star and Moon
The people of the Council entrusted these mystics with their work.
He was a little curious, but he didn't ask any more questions and just handed the letter back intact.
"I understand. If the president was here, he would agree." Although he was not an alchemist from the Tansnir Craftsmen Association at all, he still nodded pretendingly and said: "But the Ether Tower is not under my jurisdiction.
How about I ask you a question?"
The warlock didn't have much expression on his face, he just nodded slightly.
Fang Yu could feel the cold attitude of the other party, and thought that it was no wonder that Camilla described it like that. These people did seem to have a natural arrogance. Fortunately, he didn't care about this, and said he would help Camilla vent her anger.
Just leave these people here.
So after saying goodbye to the magicians, he went straight to the second floor. Most of the alchemists on duty here knew him and greeted him friendly:
"President Elna is not here, Ed."
"You came at an unlucky time."
But Fang Yu only nodded to everyone and replied: "I heard about this from Camilla, but there are some mystics with the 'Eye of Revealing' coming from outside."
"They," the craftsman on duty said with an astonished look, "they came here a few days ago."
Fang Yu added: "Those people seem to want to borrow the Ether Tower. Do you know who is responsible for the daily affairs of the Ether Tower besides President Erna?"
A craftsman sitting on the sofa had a beast-fighting chessboard in front of him and was amusing himself with the chess pieces. After hearing this question, he raised his head and answered: "Generally speaking, it is old Faisal who is looking after the chess piece."
place."
"Where can I find him?"
"Ed, you are really enthusiastic."
Fang Yu smiled: "It's just a matter of convenience."
An alchemist pointed upstairs: "Old Faisal is in his own office on the fourth floor. You can go up from the stairs over there."
Fang Plover quickly thanked him.
He walked through the hall and walked up the spiral staircase there, which led to the upper level of the Craftsmen's Association. The upper level was a suspended corridor, surrounded by different house numbers. Some doors were open and some were closed. Fang Plover
Continuing upward, we reach the fourth floor. The space here is even more cramped. After going upstairs, we can only see four closed doors on all sides.
Fang Yu took a look and found the door labeled 'Orfen Ether Tower Management Room', walked over and knocked on the door.
Just a moment later, an old voice came from inside:
"Please come in."
Fang Plover pushed the door open and saw an old man sitting behind the desk opposite with his silver hair carefully combed. He was wearing a straight alchemist's coat and several medals of honor hanging on his chest. He looked at him with a serious expression.
It gives people the feeling of a retired old general.
The other party took the first step and asked: "Who are you?"
Fang Plover answered straight to the point: "Mr. Faisal, my name is Ed."
The serious look on the old gentleman's face suddenly disappeared. He looked him up and down and asked curiously: "So you are the one who made the president cry?"
Fang Yu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. He thought that he was quite famous in the Tansniel Craftsmen Association. It seemed that no one in the community didn't know him. But in desperation, he could only nod his head and express his gratitude.
That's right, it's right down there.
The old gentleman asked in a puzzled tone: "I don't think you are anything special?"
"It's just a misunderstanding," Fang Plover sweated profusely and quickly changed the subject: "Actually, Mr. Faisal, I have something to ask you for help."
"Tell me," the old man replied, "What's the matter?"
Due to Erna's instructions, everyone in the association knew that they were working for Her Royal Highness, and this old gentleman was no exception.
"That's right, Mr. Faisal, I would like to ask, did anyone use the Aether Tower three days ago?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, then picked up his reading glasses and said, "Wait a minute, I need to check."
Fang Yu looked at the other party and couldn't help but wonder: "Why, are there many people using the Ether Tower?"
"That's not true." The old man put his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and shook his head: "If I remember correctly, only a group of people have used them these days."
Fang Yu opened his mouth wide, suddenly feeling that this matter was a bit unreliable - he asked in a daze: "Then this still needs to be investigated?"
The other party raised his head, glanced at him through the frame of the mirror, and shook his head disdainfully: "Young man, you are still too frivolous. What do you know? This is called seriousness and responsibility. Of course I can tell you the answer from memory,
But do you think memory is reliable?"
"A good memory is not as good as a bad writing, do you understand?" The old man said and sighed: "But when it comes to memory, I'm not bragging. Many young people can't compare to me."
"No," Fang Plover said, sweating profusely, "Mr. Faisal, don't you just need to extract the scan records of that day?"
This thing is not a secret.
But the old man was stunned, slapping the table and said angrily: "Of course the records are reliable, but there is no guarantee that they will not make mistakes. What do you know, boy, do you still want to check?"
Fang Plover immediately became good at school and nodded quickly: "dei, dei, dei, Mr. Faisal is right, you always have the final say."
The old man narrowed his eyes and showed a teachable expression.
Fortunately, it didn't take much time to check the information. He probably realized that his idea was not reliable. Fang Yu saw that the old gentleman was just pretending to flip through the form - he endured it for a while and didn't tell anyone.
other side:
The form is held upside down.
Fortunately, he believed that his emotional intelligence was still higher than that of Luo Yu. If the latter were here, he might have been kicked out.
When Fang Yu took a look at the scanned drawings, he immediately realized that he couldn't understand them. The scanned records of the Ether Tower were not text reports, but a distribution chart with coordinate points up and down. Without annotations, it was normal.
People can't understand it at all.
But the old man had obviously expected this and said proudly: "Young people are young people. Now you understand. Do you think you can understand the chart just by holding it in your hands? Are you a professional in ether analysis, crystal craftsman? Have you studied ether distribution?
Theory?"
Fang Yu was dumbfounded, he was really a crystal craftsman - but looking at it specifically, not every crystal craftsman could understand this chart. With the development of magic technology, just like the technology on the earth, the classification has been very detailed.
In the Numelin era, all-rounders like Ed and his student Hain-Fam are now very rare, or even non-existent. And the reason why the Numelin elves can have generalist alchemists has a long history with them.
life is related.
The old man made a fair comment on him, and finally came to the conclusion: "So young people are just impatient. Now you understand why I checked first. If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences."
Fang Yu was speechless for a while, thinking that this old man had learned some common sayings in the third division quite well, but what does it have to do with not being able to understand the charts and looking them up before? Besides, you didn't even take the tables.
Is it the other way around?
You're simply absent-minded and not checking, right?
But he didn't dare to say that. He probably figured out the other party's tricks, so he only said respectfully: "Mr. Faisal, please help me take a look."
The old man's vanity was greatly satisfied, so he took the chart, pointed to the distribution data on it and said to him: "This is actually very simple. The four areas of the coordinates above, below, left and right refer to the direction. The higher the data distribution, the stronger the magic response.
Dense——
Our world is full of etheric magic, so even if you scan into an empty place, there will be clutter feedback. But the echoes from real magical creatures or magic items will be much denser than the clutter feedback, such as
Here, and here—"
He clicked on a few icons on the page with his hand. Fang Plover took a look and found that the direction was exactly the direction he saw the mystics going that day.
An idea suddenly flashed through his mind, because that direction was also the direction in which their subsequent investigation showed that the slave traders left that day. He had not connected the two events before. So could it be said that these mystics were also tracking down that day?
Those slave traders.
No, it should be said that they are blind followers.
He thought for a moment and then asked: "Mr. Faisal, what is the scanning strategy for this chart?"
This question made the old man look at him involuntarily: "I didn't expect you to know this. It seems you are knowledgeable. Let me see..." He adjusted his glasses as he spoke, and then muttered: "Strange.
I haven’t seen this strategy before…”
"High magic feedback, low elemental response... what kind of messy strategy is this?" The old man suddenly realized: "I remembered, so that's it. This chart was made by those mystics three days ago. I'm just talking about these laymen.
,,I don’t understand what magic detection is at all.”
He waved the chart in his hand with some excitement: "Look at what a mess this is, and I wonder why there is a scanning strategy that I can't understand..."
But Fang Plover just stood aside and remained calm.
The old man didn't understand it, but he understood it. He might not have understood this scanning strategy in the past, but after experiencing previous adventures - he now understands it even if he doesn't understand it. This is indeed a relatively rare strategy, because
Most people use crystal towers to detect the location of magic items, magical creatures or aerial ships.
Most of the etheric magic has elemental properties.
But there is only one type, which requires low elemental reaction.
In other words, it requires a type of element reaction other than the normal five types of elements.
Dark elements.
A sixth element that does not exist in the minds of scholars.
Those mystics are searching for 'demons'.
Fang Yu looked at the excited old man. After he got the answer he wanted, he didn't seem as eager as before. He only reminded the other person out of kindness: "Well, Mr. Faisal, I have to
Let me remind you something."
"how?"
"Those mystics you are talking about, they are down there."
"What!"
"How dare they come!"
The old man was furious.
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Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: Shukeju
