The Royal Museum of the Principality preserves thousands of treasures, and their fakes are displayed one by one inside the huge museum. In addition to the classified storage rooms of genuine items, these high-end fakes are all made by one person in the Principality.

"I have always opposed putting such valuable things in museums!"

An old man sits on a smooth museum pillar.

His hair is afro and his white coat is stained and messy.

But he seemed to be thinking very tangledly, looking around at everyone.

He is a little old man whom everyone respects.

Including Pylos recorded sitting cross-legged under a pillar.

"Professor Rield, it is necessary to present the history of the country to the world, including unique treasures."

Paros held the list of stolen treasures in one hand and his own notes in the other hand to check carefully.

Speaking of the person who is most familiar with these treasures in the entire principality, and even in the entire spiritual world, it must be Palos. Although only a small part of the treasures were donated by Palos, this did not prevent him from rushing here as soon as possible.

Help the Flying Eagles find them.

"That's not what I meant, kid."

Reald didn't have such a good temper, but he stopped talking.

"The ancient magic circle may not be reliable."

A black-haired woman who was also wearing a white coat put her hands in the pockets of her white coat. Her gold-rimmed eyes were shining with clear light. She watched Paros sort out the documents and follow up the records meticulously - using her unique human voice.

of super memory.

"Of course technology is too."

Her name is Tang Zixu, Tang Zilong's sister, and like Tang Zilong, she is a mixed race.

In the super city Rastall, a mixed-race child is not uncommon, but in Fran, where the current situation is tense, the situation of a mixed-race child is definitely not optimistic.

Fortunately, she is Tang Zixu, Tang Zilong's sister.

She is the daughter of the founder of Downton Technology Company.

He was also the inventor of the weapon "chain ammunition" that shocked the principality and the empire.

"Even magic can't cut the stone door so perfectly. Judging from the current state of technological development that I know so far, there is no such cutting technology. The stones seem to be split into countless small particles when cutting the cross section.

Then all the particles are chopped into pieces at once, and then the cross-section that appears is composed of only half of the particles..."

Tang Zixu's mood was also very depressed. It was not as if she had experienced the excitement of an advanced technology, but a slow, sinking fear in her stomach.

"Our weapon technology has not yet reached that level. It is impossible to split particles and cut particles at the same time... half of it, let alone magic. Magic cutting has no fine depth at all, and it is not as good as cutting with instruments.

.”

She almost concluded that the people who destroyed the stone pillars and magic circle came from the "unknown" or "future".

"I don't quite understand."

Palos answered while comparing, sometimes he also admired his ability to achieve dual-threaded working mode.

"But, if you say it this way, I can probably imagine it. You know, I have encountered more weird things than the average person. Whether it is in the past, present, or future, it is possible in the ancient tomb.

exist."

Paros raised his head and glanced at Tang Zixu, and smiled easily. Everyone here was very serious.

The sound of him flipping through his notes could be clearly heard far away from the basement entrance.

"My granddaughter may have lived in an era when such "weapons" were available. I am not surprised at all. On the contrary, I think it is great. Our world is still going on, instead of being destroyed by some stolen treasure.

Lose……"

"You are overly optimistic, Palos."

Tang Zixu interrupted him.

"Hahaha, yes, but in my opinion, some of the difficulties I encountered are indeed not as good as one percent of what they are now... That would be a huge collection of difficulties."

Pylos stood up, patted the dust off his body, held his notes tightly in his hands, and then slapped his butt heavily with them. The marks on his suit seemed indelible.

The edges of the pants were stained with dust.

"But, having said that, I really shouldn't take out this dress. A friend of mine gave it to me. I said at the beginning that I would only be suitable for wearing adventure clothes and cowboy hats in my life, not like this.

"

Palos touched the top of his head, but there was no cowboy hat on his head, so he scratched unconsciously.

"Palos..."

With a "pop" sound, a group of green flames burned in front of Pylos, and Pylos took a step back in surprise and helplessness.

The flame burned in a ring, spinning and a twisted strange face appeared, and this face quickly rotated into a "strange" face.

A pointed chin, big eyes, wide nostrils, and ears as swollen as pig wings.

Everyone was frightened and alerted when they saw this face, and among all the people present, only Palos was the first to react.

"Oh... you scared me, Seton Spearfei, did you steal it? Come here to tell the good news?"

Paros put the notes into the bag, but kept staring at the weirdo "Seton Spearfei", and murmured: "If it were you, that would be great, because we don't need to search for these treasures all over the world.

Already..."

Paros looked at the confused Tang Zixu: "I mean, the second time."

"Not me! Bastard Sparrow!"

Seton yelled.

"Who is he? Pylos?"

Tang Zixu expressed his dislike for Seton and the "black magic" he used with his expressions.

"And, bastard Sparrow? What's your name?"

"Well...it's a long story."

Palos still tried to wipe off the dust on his pants. He was not a mysophobic person, but this piece of clothing was indeed not easy to clean.

He didn't care at all about the "weirdo", or in other words, "bad guy" who used black magic for remote communication.

"Seton Spearfei is a tomb robber who often commits crimes in the [Ancient Tomb Area]. Sometimes he also targets some legendary cemeteries. He is also an out-and-out bad guy."

Palos glanced at Seton, who was paused. He was also observing what kind of people were here. More importantly, he saw that Skarner was nearby and had no intention of shouting arrogantly.

"In the early days, he went to the grave himself. Later, he waited for me to find it before he started. How cunning."

Pyros looked at Seton. He did not feel disgusted by Seton's appearance, but motioned for him to continue: "What are you doing here? You dare to come here, and you are not afraid of General Kraft going to the Kurbin Mountains."

] Arrest you?"

"Hahaha, if he has the ability, then come on!"

Seton obviously only knew Palos and Skarner. He completely ignored the gazes of others and stared at Palos closely, speaking high-pitched and thin mocking words.

"I heard that all the treasures you worked so hard to find were lost again! Bastard Sparrow! That's great! Now! Those things can belong to me again! You are so useless! Hahahaha!"

"So, you really stole it?"

Paros made a gesture of putting on a hat, and wiped his face because he didn't have a hat. His face was now covered with gray stains.

"Of course not..." Seton denied: "But! They will be mine immediately! As long as I find them again! I will definitely be able to! Rule the world! Hahahahaha..."

Seton had a ferocious face, as if all his facial features were twisted together again, and instantly disappeared without a trace as the green flames disappeared, leaving only the confused people and a helpless Palos.

"Bastard sparrow."

Tang Zixu tentatively called Palos.

"What?" Paros was a little surprised.

"Are you called this name in the eyes of all the bad guys in the principality?"

Tang Zixu put his hands on his waist, crossed his arms and looked around.

This cave, where many treasures were "stolen", was cut with "advanced technology" tools, and the weapons that destroyed the magic circle were definitely not casual gadgets.

"You were also ridiculed by others, Palos, how can you bear this?"

"Now is not the time to discuss this, Miss Tang Zixu."

Paros' expression didn't change much in response to Tang Zixu's ridicule. Instead, he straightened his backpack and prepared to leave.

"We have wasted too much time. In Palos, from the time of discovery to the completion of the survey, the suspect has already fled thousands of miles."

Tang Zixu's tone of voice rose and was no longer low. It seemed like she thought it was hopeless to find the thief.

"Yes, I think so too. I have arrived in the future, and the core power to travel through time and space has already appeared there."

Palos couldn't say anything, but looked at Tang Zixu and walked out.

When Tang Zixu heard about traveling through time and space, he was a little surprised and incredulous, and his expression instantly calmed down.

For just a second, Pylos lowered his head, and the corners of his suit fell behind him as he moved.
Chapter completed!