Chapter 70 The Lost Years
"Although the monsters and evil spirits are relatively rubbish in terms of strength, their experience as Oda Saori is enough. Then assign Petichius...the confrontation between good and evil."
After explaining Oda Saori, Shoji Wataru did not go home or rush to see his girlfriend Hino Miyuki after she disappeared.
Arriving at the palace that was moved to the island country, I sat on the throne and quietly thought about the future.
It is inevitable to cause trouble. Although the upper and lower limits of the boss template refreshed on the game panel are randomly determined, each time it is opened and improved, it will have a jump effect on one's own strength, which is nothing more than an increase in level.
But before that, I need to find out how to deal with those useless memories during fusion.
It is not a garbage shelter, and sometimes the lives of the bosses are not spectacular. For example, the memories of the Holy Lord being sealed in hell for thousands of years and struggling for perfection can be completely cut off. Before a perfect solution is found, start a new one.
The template thing needs to be put on hold for a while. But it doesn't mean that you have to wait until you find a solution and open the template before planning the next step. You can start setting up people now.
The organization and research of the qi magic system must also be put on the agenda. The organization of one's own power system and the materials previously taken from the golden dragon also need to be studied.
There are many things, but Zhuang Siwa is not in a hurry, many of them can be done simultaneously. As one of the negative nature of the world, the eight demons are born to be immortal, and there is enough time for him to waste.
"It's hard to have enough people when you need them! There are too few subordinates who can be trusted, and there is a lack of elite talents in all aspects..."
He looked at the shadow ninjas who were busy moving books and materials in the library and magic room, and looked up at the bright magic lamp. The white light was slightly dazzling.
Things that happen in the outside world are frequently recorded and summarized by the Black Shadow Corps, and are summarized into streamlined formats and sent to you. The world of ordinary people is still calm, and weird and evil spirits are constantly creating urban legends. Your own deeds on the Internet.
Various versions have also been compiled by well-meaning netizens, deceiving batch after batch of energy. Although it is not worth mentioning compared to the Jealous Witch, mosquito legs are also meat, and Shoji Wataru will not care.
In addition, in a place where ordinary people can't see, the island nation is busy in various meetings, so jealous that it wants to try the hawk sauce of his dragon god for himself, and it is extremely longing in the heart.
But while I was here in the island country, I went home and searched the backyard, trying to find other forces in my ancient myths and legends.
He looked at the paper recording the information in his hand, picked up a pen and wrote on it:
"Hey, I want to be a quiet homebody for a while, why am I so restless?"
Zhuang Sishe looked at the world map, and when he looked at a certain location, a predatory smile appeared on his face.
.......
The world is like a river, always calm on the surface but full of turbulent undercurrents beneath the water.
At the Yokosuka base, the base originally responsible for the study of divine arts/magic has added another task in the past two days, which is to translate and accurately organize the "history" printed from Ise Shrine.
Although the level of this task is top secret, it is only for some people. As long as they can know about this matter, it is impossible to hide the progress of the translation from them.
Countless people and countless forces are quietly waiting for the results of the scholars' work.
"This... is incredible!"
"Dating back to the history of human civilization hundreds of thousands of years ago, this..." The scholar who finished translating the book in his hand said that he felt a little dizzy.
It's so shocking. The wisdom of countless predecessors and the painstaking summaries and records of countless scholars have now been overturned.
"Professor Ito, have you discovered anything?"
The big shots who were notified by the surveillance personnel who were waiting anxiously in the base hurried over.
"The discovery is so much that I now think I am dreaming. It is so shocking. Everything known has been overturned, history has been reshaped, and the ancestors of human beings are not monkeys... No, no, no, it should be said
Not directly evolved from monkeys."
"Atlantis really existed thousands of years ago. It was a kingdom that once belonged to Basha, one of the eight monarchs. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there really was life on the moon..."
"Calm down, calm down, Professor." Hiroshi Yasuda wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously, forcing himself to calm down with the big heart he had developed over a long time: "What you said is so messy that we can't understand it at all. Could you please slow down a little bit?
, start from the beginning?”
Calm down? Calm down. Even life on Atlantis and the moon popped up, who can calm down?
"Let me tell you?" The old Professor Ito raised his eyebrows and said reluctantly: "Can't we find someone else? I still want to continue my research."
The cabinet members on the side frowned and looked at Professor Ito with displeasure. Everyone is here anxiously waiting for news and preparing to deal with the danger that may break out at any time, but you act like I want to do research first.
Is it more important to do research or to let people like them know about the history of translation? There is a danger of one second if you are late.
Until now, no one knows where the monarch who claims to be brother to the Dragon God and who ran out of hell named Curse Lan comes from, where he goes, and what he wants to do. If something suddenly happens and he attacks the island country like before, even
If the whole world is caught off guard, who will bear the losses?
"Ito Classroom, this is not your little research on campus. Whether you can successfully organize and obtain these histories in a timely manner is of great importance. We hope you can cooperate with us. Otherwise, you can find someone else to understand, but at the same time, your quota will also be limited.
He will be replaced by others. This is what none of us want to see."
"You guys...I understand." Professor Ito blew his beard and glared angrily, with the veins on his forehead jumping. But after a few seconds, he sighed helplessly. It would have been a normal task.
Ito wants to complete the research and sorting out first, and no one can stop him! But now... no. He knows in his heart that as long as he dares to show off his temper, the group of people opposite him will dare to replace them, and some of them have high qualifications and reputations.
Trustworthy scholars are waiting to be favored.
Not only was it embarrassing to be kicked out, but I also had no chance to touch other information that I had no access to. Not to mention losing the opportunity to continue research, and being unable to share it with outsiders due to confidentiality rules, this was too uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!