: Landing

What is the [invitation] from [computer room]?

Is this [invitation] timely?

If there is no timeliness, when I find the entrance again, can I enter the [computer room] directly like last time?

Chen Yan asked these questions, but Wan Brynmesh did not give a clear answer. She seemed to have thought of something, so she was a little lost.

The "lost soul" was manifested in the appearance of a large number of mosaics on the brain robot. The skin and even clothes on her body were flickering at a very high speed. Only then did Chen Yan realize that she might have no clothes or skin.

.

When the mosaic appeared somewhere on her body, her "clothes" and "skin" appeared as some kind of fiberglass-like display device. This made Chen Yan understand that the skin all over her body could be seen as a display.

, the "girl" image she displays is the image she wants to show, and this image can obviously be changed at will.

"If you receive an [invitation] to enter the [computer room], you will definitely receive the second [invitation]. There must be a reason you don't know, and that reason will definitely lead to the second [invitation]."

Wan Brynmesh repeated some mysterious words, and Chen Yan probably understood her logic - he was able to enter the computer room because someone had a plot against him, and he must have been favored by someone, but he himself

He didn't understand the use value. This use value was the reason why he was able to be [invited] by the [Computer Room] again.

"No matter what, keep in touch."

Chen Yan asked:

"How long will your... illness last?"

This was not a polite question, so it immediately aroused her disgust.

"He will never die before Tidanius."

She responded to him with a malicious reply.

"Your time has come."

Chen Yan glanced at his phone and saw that the time had reached 12:30 - three minutes had passed since the arrival of Lagrange time.

He twitched his lips, turned around and walked out of the forest.

At the same time, he began to try to communicate with Osmandis.

'I'm done.'

Osmandis's response was simple and direct:

‘Ready, 3…2…1.’

When the countdown ended, the whole world in front of Chen Yan was spinning.

…

Just half a second seemed to be stretched to the length of an entire century. Chen Yan opened his eyes again, only to feel that his head was spinning, and he couldn't even stand still.

Osmandis supported him. The boy's face looked very poor, and his originally pale skin seemed to have become transparent under the white light of the chandelier.

"You did very well, surprisingly well..."

The boy said this as an "elder", but Chen Yan no longer had the energy to pay attention to his tone.

Chen Yan's head was so dizzy that he couldn't even lift his head.

"You need to rest as soon as possible, no matter what, wait until tomorrow."

Osmandis helped Chen Yan back to the cabin. Chen Yan only remembered that he fell on the bed and knew nothing else.

…

When Chen Yan opened his eyes again, a ray of blazing sunlight was shining on his eyes through the porthole. He subconsciously avoided the sunlight and just happened to see another large ship outside the window through the porthole.

He was startled when he suddenly realized that the constant bumping feeling he had at sea had disappeared.

The ship has docked!

He took out his cell phone from his body and turned on the screen. He saw that there was not only the time of 12:34 on the screen, but also more than ten missed calls. Most of these missed calls were from Ned Roddy, and a few were from Thomas Gill.

Bert.

There is also a text message from Osmandis.

He held his still painful head and sat up from the bed.

'Damn it, who is this Ned Roddy...'

It took him a while to react.

'Oh, he's the night school principal I recruited...'

He stuffed his cell phone into his pocket, stumbled and leaned against the wall to the storage room on the third floor of the ship, took out a bottle of gin from the refrigerator, drank half a bottle, and drank in the cold and refreshing gin.

Wake up under the stimulation of sweet taste.

He took a breath of the cool air that filled the cabin and looked at the text message sent by Osmandis:

"The zoo has thickened its walls, so something went wrong when teleporting you back. You may feel particularly uncomfortable, but this discomfort will disappear quickly.

You obtained very important information last night. In order to avoid forgetting, I would like to remind you:

Master William participated in the construction of the [Moon Orbital Matrix] on a certain island in a certain island chain.

This is very important information, even information that is completely unknown to the outside world. I can’t wait to find the so-called [lunar orbit matrix] and the location of Master William, so I leave first.

If this matrix didn't exist on Days Island, I would come back.

Another important thing - the Titanius you saw in the zoo last night was a remnant of some kind of dead species that survived in a strange way. Its survival to this day is a miracle in itself. Titanius

Creatures like Os, which do not conform to any rules of survival, should have been extinct long ago.

About the tribe of Tidanios, about the great tomb of Sankraken, about the glacier zone... If that is your purpose, we have to have a good chat.

But those things are too complicated, and it would take months to explain them in detail, so let's put this topic aside for now and just say that you want to save Tidanius - I am not sarcastic, nor am I kidding -

You Asians have a word called crazy people talking about dreams, which describes the behavior you want to do.

My principle of doing things is very simple. If you help me, I will help you - if you help me find the whereabouts of Master William, I will help you find a way to save Tidanius.

But whether you can save it and what price you have to pay in the end is up to you.

Finally, I feel that the situation on Dais Island is more serious. You'd better be careful about what you say and do, so as not to be beaten to death before I come back.

If you have any questions, please contact me via text message, but I may not be able to receive your phone call.》

Chen Yan read between the lines a strong old-fashioned spirit.

Osmandis is a young guy, why does he talk like this...

Chen Yan was silent for a moment, thinking that the "stupid tiger" personality of Wishes...the beast personality must be saved, but whether he can be rescued in the end depends on God's will...

He looked at the phone again, and after thinking for a moment, dialed Ned Roddy's number.

After a brief ringing tone, the phone was connected.

"Mr. Bardo, you finally answered the phone."

Chen Yan twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Is there a problem?"

Ned Roddy's voice was fairly steady:

"I want to report to you about the teaching situation last night - the first class was held last night. The students were very motivated, and their quality was surprisingly good... You know, in the current social environment, such

Students are rare.”

Chen Yan replied:

"I guess this is a good thing?"

He immediately felt some "embarrassment" from Ned Roddy's tone:

"It's a good thing... this morning, the students from last night came with more students. Their quality is uneven, but it can be seen that they are all people who want to receive education."

Chen Yan:

"uh-huh?"

Faced with Chen Yan's ambiguous attitude, when Ned Roddy spoke the next words, the "embarrassment" in Ned Roddy's tone turned into "uneasy":

"People urgently need education, and education must start with people who have a strong desire to learn. I think this group of people is worthy of education, because they realize the importance of learning in such a chaotic social environment, which is very valuable.

of."

Of course Chen Yan knew that this was the reason why he founded the night school.

But if you accept so many students at once, there will inevitably be a mix of good and bad among them. You are just a down-and-out scholar with no educational experience. How can you ensure that you can teach so many "students" with complex compositions?

Chen Yan said:

"I see no problem, Mr. Roddy, that's what night school is all about."

A surprised voice came from the other side of the phone:

"You are such a kind-hearted man! Mr. Bardo!"
To be continued...