Greybean Empire, it has been dark for a long time.
Since the secret disaster occurred, the entire southern part of the country has been shrouded in gloom.
Yotun, a seaport city originally known for its liveliness, has long lost its former prosperity and hustle and bustle, and nearly half of its citizens are still deeply grieving over the loss of their loved ones.
Organized protests often occur during the day, with spontaneous demonstrations filling the streets, causing chaos in the city's traffic and even paralyzing some areas.
People use this to vent their dissatisfaction and blame the authorities for their negligence.
Those bourgeois who opened factories in Jotun either lost their whole families in the Samhain disaster, or there was a sudden shortage of labor in the industrial chain, which caused the supply to be unable to keep up, and the fiscal deficit was instantaneous. If it is not solved in a short time,
You will face bankruptcy.
Not only that, the Kingdom of Gordon flatly denied the official notification from Greybean, and also applied for disaster compensation from the royal family of Greybean.
Now that a big country has taken the lead, it instantly triggered a collective protest among the northern countries. Greybean became the target of public criticism and faced unprecedented pressure.
There are rebels inside who are brewing chaos and riots, and enemies from outside are pressing hard.
In this situation, Gray Bein is eager to give an explanation to his country's citizens and foreign governments.
The only survivor of that disaster is still lying in a ward of a hospital in Jotun, unconscious.
Abigail was sent to this ward after she was rescued that day, and she lay there for almost two months.
Her only relative, Aunt Rachel, who often urged her to get married, rushed over from Velen in great anxiety and stayed by her hospital bed, rarely leaving.
This woman who originally lived in her old age has aged almost ten years in these two months.
Auntie's face no longer feels relaxed and comfortable, only wrinkles and a sad look remain on her face.
Destiny often favors those who persevere. That night, Abigail, who had been lying awake for a long time, finally let out a slight cough.
"You...you're awake?!" Aunt Rachel jumped up from her chair in an instant, and she hurriedly ran to find a doctor and nurse.
Yes, Abigail finally woke up from her coma, and at the same time she also recognized the cruel truth that happened to her.
When she faced a small copper-framed mirror, she was so frightened that she screamed.
Her voice was hoarse, and she wanted to cry, but she could only make a particularly unpleasant voice.
No woman can accept such a life for the rest of her life.
Half of Abigail's body was charred and blackened by the dark matter that night, and it was so rotten that it was impossible to look directly at it, just like a shriveled skeleton.
For the capable and beautiful girl from the past, this was simply an extremely terrifying nightmare.
Looking at the skull-like half of the face, Abigail threw the mirror directly out of the window, then hugged her aunt and howled loudly.
"Don't be afraid! Abigail! Don't be afraid! Auntie is here! I am here!"
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At this moment, outside the ward, a man wearing a short brown hat and eyes like an eagle was leaning against the corner, holding a long cigarette pole and smoking non-stop.
When he saw the female nurse coming out of Abigail's ward, he quickly stopped her and asked: "Is that lady awake?"
The female nurse swept the smoke away angrily and shouted to him: "Sir, please don't smoke in the hospital, or get out of here!"
The man reacted, quickly put out his cigarette, and then took out his badge and showed it to the female nurse: "Sorry, I am an investigator from the Velen Inspection Bureau. I need you to tell me how the lady in the room is doing?
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Back to Victor, he was in the information room of the Anti-Suppression Department, constantly thinking about how to remove the book above his head.
He moved a ladder from the side, stepped on it to the highest point, stretched his hand up, and found that he couldn't even reach the book cover.
"This is too outrageous..."
He cursed secretly and got down from the ladder again, seriously doubting whether the person who designed the outer data room was mentally ill.
"Something's wrong. Since there are books on it, it must be accessible. There should be a mechanism or some method?"
Victor began to think about ways to get books, and finally connected them with the art of invisibility.
"That's right! Since it is a confidential area of the Anti-Suppression Department, it is difficult to say that invisible techniques were not used. The reason why those books did not fall down must be for this reason."
Thinking of this, Victor began to search for the mechanism in the database, but after groping for a long time, he finally focused on the silver badge of the junior agent.
This badge can open the outer door, and maybe it can also control the mechanism on the bookshelf above.
Victor turned the badge over and over to check. Before he could figure out the problem, he didn't know what had been touched, but the whole space suddenly started to spin.
The section of "ground" he stepped on rolled, like a roller, rotating that section of the room ninety degrees.
Victor followed the rotation and ran to adjust. When the movement stopped, he found that the place he was stepping on had become the bookshelf against the wall.
"Oh! Is this how it works?"
Victor felt a sense of surprise for a moment, as if he had discovered a new world. He continued to reflect the ceiling with his badge, and then flipped it over.
The floor and wall rotated again, and Victor finally stepped on the row of bookshelves that used to be on the ceiling.
"This design is fun..."
He suppressed his curiosity to continue exploring the functions of the badge, squatted down and began to look at the books.
After spending more than an hour, Victor still couldn't find any real clues for his reference.
Of course, it was not without gain. At least he found a simple ritual for synthesizing secret transmissions from a book called "The Warlock's Travels".
In the past, Father Sang only mentioned that esoteric transmission could be synthesized, but did not mention the specific method. I did not expect that the synthesis method recorded in this book is so simple.
All you need to do is obtain two secret transmissions of the same level and gender, combine them with a small bottle of 50 ml "spiritual essence", and put the synthesized secret transmission into the third sealed item.
It doesn't need to be complicated. The operation process is to take out the two secret transmissions, complete the fusion with the spirit element, and put in the third carrier.
Of course, if the executor himself has to study the synthesized secret transmission, he does not even need a carrier.
This gives Victor a lot of reference. For example, if he can get an extra copy of Dream Secret 1, he can synthesize a copy of Dream Secret 2, so that the next goal can be completely focused on finding the Wheel of Fortune.
Conversion rules.
But the information is still not enough, and Victor doesn't know where to find another copy of Dream Secrets or Wheel of Fortune rules.
Most of the outer data rooms contain various documents, which cover a wide range of knowledge, but are not core secrets.
Some books can even be found in various public libraries.
The real secret information still needs to enter the inner database.
Victor believed that the secret files of the Department of Defense and Suppression must also be in it. After so many years of operation, they must have recorded many clues from seers or secret transmissions.
Moreover, there must be some unused secret messages in the Anti-Suppression Department that have not been studied by anyone. I wonder if they are also hidden in the inner data room.
Victor put back the "Warlock's Travels", adjusted his expression, and left the data room directly to the front desk, ready to show off his handsome character and seduce Miss Sharti...