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Click, click.

Sharpen the pen body, fix the copper ring, install the grooves and springs for placing the refill core, screw the pen tip, and install the plastic head at the end of the pen... He sat on one of his own branches and assembled silently, a ballpoint pen with a normal style gradually appeared in His palm.

"What are you doing?" Amon held up his monocle. He wore a standard work clothes for the old style of the Ruhn government typist, and was hung upside down in front of Him by a vine hanging on his ankle, and the two looked at the same time.

"Exploring history." The declining king answered him calmly.

"History? What kind of history?"

"A long history." Amon, the typist, is the most judging and well-behaved in all Amon's collections. He is more patient with individuals who are curious and less annoying. This is due to his character as a "guidor", so the decaying king explained, "This is longer than when you were born, and even longer than when your father was invincible on the earth, and the ancient history before Fregra, Greygarley and them were born."

Amon, a typist, lacked interest in learning history, but it did not prevent him from wondering what had happened: "What did you see in a pen?"

“It’s not just it.”

“Where did this pen come from?”

"Take it out of other people's memories."

The King of Decline raised the restored pen and looked at it for a moment: "...This pen was produced in 2019. It is a Japanese brand, Baile's juice pen, black. The information that can be retrieved is very vague. If I really touch this pen, I can read more information."

"It is produced in Japan, the spring comes from Russia, and the plastic of the pen holder is made in the United States. The packaging is in Japan, and the packaging paper is printed in China and then delivered to Japan for packaging. It is imported by air. It is placed on a shelf of the stationery store at the entrance of a high school. The third floor of the brand is imported from left to right. The second box is priced at 7.5 yuan... The Chinese student who bought it was also a Chinese student. He brought it to the UK and was admitted to the academy where Edward Vaughn was. When "He" woke up, the student was using this pen to do his homework."

"This is the "history" carried by this pen," He said.

Basically, they were all words that I had never heard of. It seemed that I could understand it and it seemed that I didn't understand it at all. The typist Amon reached out and held the slide lens again, and picked the question he was most interested in and asked: "I seem to have heard of the word Russia before. What is it? The name of a city?"

The declining king was not surprised: "This is what you heard from your father, right? Russia is a country, perhaps its homeland."

The typist Amon fell into deep thought. He pondered the relationship between this "older history" and "hometown", and then he seemed to vaguely touch something: "I have never seen such a pen, and the ancient history has not been passed down? Because it has destroyed? It has something to do with the awakening of "His"?"

"That's not what you need to know."

The declining king let go of his hand, and this pen made of memory was destroyed during the fall: "You are going to answer my question now."

“What is it?”

"Do you know a plant called a banyan tree?" asked him, "Ankyosperms, Dicotyledons, Urticae, Mulberry, Ficus, Large Tree Plant."

Amon, a typist, recalled and spread his hands: "Have I never heard of this plant, an extraordinary extinct plant?"

The Declined King did not answer his doubts and asked again: "Then what do you see me?"

"..." Amon touched his monocle glasses and his eye sockets again, and replied in a very relaxed tone, "You - you who are talking to me are a prominent part of a huge trunk full of sarcoma, like a product of many layers of vines superimposed together, without a head, a total of 140 tentacles extended. You just assembled a pen with your tentacles and branches. When assembling, there were thirteen eyes on your torso looking at me, twenty-eight looking at pens, and nine watching the paranoia."

Adam, who was silent in layers of bondage, suddenly looked up, looked at Amon, then looked at the outer god, and his eyebrows slowly frowned.

"You're right."

The Defeated King reached out and pushed the strand of hair that had fallen to his eyes to the side, glanced at Adam, turned his head and said to Amon:

"I finally confirmed that Adam is the ancient sun god."

Amon's eyes narrowed, and he digested the message and did not look at Adam: "...Why did you say that?"

"Because I chose the concept closest to me on the earth as the cornerstone of simulation, that is "banyan tree". "The decayed king replied, "There is no such plant on the earth now, and people who do not know what the banyan tree is cannot correctly understand the image I simulated."

"What you see is the real me. And He saw the humanoid image I simulated."

——The above is a conversation that happened a hundred years ago.

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It's so boring. I think.

I could see the spread manuscript, and the blasphemy card that was sandwiched in the middle disguised as a bookmark.

Because that was what I watched Rossel clip in.

For more than a hundred years, the Steam Church people have not discovered it and are still restricted to spread it. This thing is almost contrary to the original intention of Rossell's fear of the world's chaos when he made it.

To be honest, this study room has been restored very well, and it is exactly the same as it used to be. Children will run on the stairs, and the servants in the study room are waiting for the owner and the little master's request. There are several connected cabinets on the second floor that store children's paintings, and half of the paint is also collected. Rossell tried to develop crayons, but the scope was limited to the court, and the practice and use style were not spread. He also tried to make mobile phone models, but could not find suitable screen materials. After the things made were seen by others, they could only awkwardly interpreted as new palace mirrors...

Klein is likely not coming here, so Bernardy is still so direct to say hello... It would be boring to stay here, so go to another place to take a look. I turned around and headed to other exhibition halls.

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Klein meditated quietly in the bathroom, waiting for his spiritual regaining, and then went to the fog to do a divination.

“That woman will do my best.”

Repeat secondly, the spirit pendulum rotates significantly counterclockwise, which means that he will not be hurt by Bernardy. Klein breathed a sigh of relief and decided to stay away from the angel fellow villager next time. The gods and fairies were in trouble when they fought, and not everyone could bear it if they were taken by a demigod. Besides, Bernardy Gustav really just looked at him. What if the person who once did not have such good cultivation and was thrown over with an extraordinary ability? Even if the fellow villager found out that he was protected, he would definitely lose half his life without dying.

A few minutes later, Klein, who decided to keep a little distance from Edward Vaughan, left the bathroom and returned to the exhibition hall "The Warm Rossell" that he had not had time to see. Only then did Klein have the opportunity to take a serious look at the study where Emperor Rossell had lived. In order to restore the scene and increase the atmosphere, there were no gas lamps installed here, only the light of the chandeliers. In the middle of the rows of bookshelfs, there were desks, chairs, brass lamp stands and other things. They were all covered with glass and did not have contact with the outside world.

Klein looked at it and found a stack of yellowed manuscripts. The manuscript was not spread out, and he could only see the contents of the homepage.

A rectangular item is depicted with detailed instructions: "This is a portable miniaturization application of telegraph machines, through which it can connect to people holding the same item, send and receive messages that each other wants to exchange, or even talk directly. This requires better positioning, and I think we can boldly turn our eyes to the sky, where there is no obstacle, and better propagation of signals."

...

Emperor, you don’t even let go of your phone… Klein couldn’t help but reach out and cover his face.

At this time, the tour guide introduced the manuscripts: "...... They record the wonderful ideas of Emperor Rossell, the invention that he had not had time to turn into reality, and the glory of human civilization!"

Klein did not listen to the boastful words carefully, and looked at other things casually. Suddenly, he found a hard-shell book on the table with a bookmark in the exposed part of the bookmark depicting a doodle image of a child.

Emperor Rossell is not good at painting... Klein just laughed at him in his heart, and suddenly remembered something: Rossell once disguised a "blasphemy card" as a bookmark and sandwiched it into a book!

Could it be this one? Klein observed it carefully for a few seconds without any clues.

Rossell mentioned in his diary that he wanted to put the "blasphemy card" in a very valuable book, so that everyone could not imagine that the most valuable thing in that book was actually an inconspicuous bookmark... Well, which of these books are very valuable? Klein recalled the details of the diary to exclude it.

"Glorious Age" is not like...

"History of the Kingdom of Intis" is not like...

"Geography of Northern Mainland China", this is possible, but not high...

"Principles of Improvement of Steam Machinery", same as above...

Klein swept one by one, his eyes suddenly stopped on the manuscript he had seen first.

There are records of Earth objects that Rossell wanted to invent but did not have the conditions to invent. The manuscript also contains a bookmark, which depicts Rossell wearing emperor's clothes.

Plagiarism, no, creative manuscript... This should be a very valuable book, right? Combined with the bookmarks, it is indeed very possible!

He turned on his spiritual vision, found no abnormality, and had a clear idea in his heart: Rossel's "Blasphemy Card", I think the Steam Church cannot judge through spiritual vision, and Rossel should have used some method to make people believe that he sent all the "Blasphemy Cards" out... Various possible reasons, plus more than a hundred years ago, no one in the Steam Church should have thought that there would be a fish that escaped the net hidden under their noses.

"Look back to the gray fog to divine it and confirm my analysis."

"If I tried my best and stole the only ordinary bookmark, I might as well lie back in the grave!"

If only I could find an opportunity to verify it... Who should I entrust? Miss Fors? Although her "apprentice" ability can pass through the wall, she only has Sequence 9, which is too dangerous... Miss Hugh? No, she is not this material at all. It is even more inappropriate than Miss Fors. Maybe she will be arrested on the spot, thus revealing the idea that someone is hitting Rossell's bookmark... Miss Sharon? No, although it is suitable, but her strength is too strong. I have not established a strong relationship with her, let alone in the face of such important items that are enough to fight and rob the real companions, I can't believe her now...

Klein's thoughts turned, and finally he locked in a target.

……………………

Queens, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall.

Audrey sat in front of the dressing table, thinking about how to read and remember Rossell's diary in the evening. Suddenly, there was a hazy place around her, and endless gray and white mist gushed out.

The figure of the "fool" was high in the middle of the grey mist, and He was listening to a man who was so vague that he could not see clearly:

“…Pray for some help;”

“Pray for someone to help me get in touch with the bookmark that was held in Rossell’s creative manuscript;

...

How did Mr. "Fool" know that I would visit the Roselle Memorial Exhibition after the closing of the building today and have the opportunity to come into contact with some things... Audrey listened in a daze, but she was surprised, but she didn't feel strange: With Mr. "Fool"'s personality and ability, it is still easy to master such a small thing!

I only heard the "fool" speak in a low and plain manner:

“You can choose to accept this commission, or not.”

Well... Audrey pondered for two seconds and said, "Dear Mr. Fool, I can give it a try, but there is no guarantee of success."

She was not very interested in the minimum compensation of only 500 pounds. The reason why she accepted this task was to be curious about the special thing about the bookmark left by Emperor Rossell, which made Mr. Fool's followers so much that they offered a price that was not capped.

Anyway, I was going to go through Roselle's diary today, and by the way... Audrey thought.

Klein, the "fool" in the gray fog, nodded gently and replied with a word: "Okay."

When the hallucination completely disappeared, Audrey turned her eyes to the dressing mirror. She felt nervous and excitedly planned to act in the evening: she must not be noticed!

TBC

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*In order to reduce exclusion as much as possible, the declining king used the concept of the "banyan tree" that once existed on the earth as the cornerstone to simulate an image similar to humans for himself. However, only those who know the "banyan tree" can correctly understand this image. The banyan tree has long been extinct, which means that the only people who can see his humanoid image on the earth are the old people. Others will see His originality and then lose control in madness.

*There is no way to be extinct, after all, there is no choice. As long as you have a popular science, you will not read it wrong.

*The same attribute of a banyan tree and a declining king is "a single tree to form a forest".

*In this article (and in the following article), the Declined King still uses the image of human beings, with hands, feet, faces and appearances that humans should have, because readers are also old remnants of the Banyan Tree★

*Inspired by the portrait of Abigail in swimsuit, the first stage is the appearance of a witch, but in the final stage (because the san value is gone), you will see the normal cute little girl Abigail, and the two indescribable figures around her will also become two kittens.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!