In the high-speed carriage, Dewar was sitting on a chair, his face a little pale. As a scholar, he had always stayed in his laboratory and would not come out for several months. Even if he went out, it was for
Purchase supplies.
Now, after a long trip, I entered the dragon's den and faced this group of vicious field staff.
Dua complained about the structure of the Truth Monks. In fact, the organization of the Truth Monks was very loose. Everyone usually did research separately. From time to time, they would get together to communicate, and then continue to study day and night, exploring the secret source.
Nature.
Compared with the strict and efficient machine like the Bureau of Order, their management mechanism is as simple as a sandcastle. However, because of this extremely loose structure, the Order of Truth themselves do not know exactly how many members they have, which leads the Bureau of Order to treat them
There are often loopholes in management and control.
Dua was extremely nervous, but these field staff looked like they didn't care.
Lebius looked through the information brought by Dua. It was indeed written by these fanatics. It was full of long academic terms and some meaningless words of praise.
This made Lebius frown. The words used by these fanatics were completely different from the standard specifications of the sublimation furnace core. At this time, Aimu's role was reflected.
Aimu is not only an alchemist, he has been handling affairs for TEDA for a long time, and he also has enough knowledge about the Order of Truth. Therefore, Aimu played the role of translator to a certain extent, explaining to Lebius.
Those obscure words that belong exclusively to fanatics.
Lebius closed the documents and put them back into the suitcase, his gaze cutting Dua's body like a knife.
Dua remained calm and smiled reluctantly, "As you can see, the original thing is not as simple as you think."
"This was originally a trading item we purchased from the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, but it was intercepted by the Orangutan Sect on the way, and then as you all know, this trading item is now lost."
Lebius did not respond. From this point of view, the tenth group did not raid the transaction site between the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce and the Orang Rot Sect. It was more like the Orang Rot Sect imprisoning the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce and taking away the traded goods.
Considering recent events, this is logical. After all, the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce just auctioned the Immortal Heart not long ago, which is a sacred object of the Orang Fu Sect. In addition, the Orang Fu Sect is still wandering on the fork in the road.
A lot of people were lost.
Elebius knew about the Orangutan Sect, they would definitely come back with revenge, and the tenth group happened to catch up with all this.
The foggy events gradually became clear with the arrival of the Truth Monks.
Dewar emphasized again, "We are willing to provide all the information we know to assist the Bureau of Order's operations."
Lebius asked, "So what do you want?"
"We understand that after the Bureau of Order intervenes in this matter, it is impossible for us to obtain the original object," Dua said. "If we go against the Bureau of Order, obviously we do not have that power."
"The Truth Monks would like to study the original things together with the Bureau of Order."
"Your sincerity is not enough," Lebius glanced at the suitcase, "You said you provided information, but the contents inside are all related to the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce transactions, as well as some research on the preparation of the Original Object.
Project…none of this touches upon the nature of the original thing.”
Lebius sneered, "Until now, we don't even know what that original thing looks like."
Facing Lebius's question, Dua still maintained that smile, and at the same time, his momentum unexpectedly became stronger and he would never back down.
"In order to ensure my safety, some information cannot be written on paper. It can only be hidden here."
Dua gently tapped his temple.
Lebius said, "The Bureau of Order has the ability to mine memories from a person's brain."
"Crow's Nest? I have learned about it before," Dua's expression remained calm, "But it will take a long time. No one can guarantee who will get the original thing by then."
The conversation paused for a moment, and Lebius asked doubtfully, "Is your weakness just now a disguise?"
Lebius knew some negotiation skills, but he didn't expect an alchemist to know these.
"No, I was really scared to death just now," Dua looked around, "I don't have any combat capabilities at all, let alone face an action team alone."
"Then why are you so tough now?"
"Just now, all I cared about was my own life and death, but now we are talking about the original thing," Duva's words accelerated, his eyes glowing with fiery emotion, "Compared to life and death, I care more about the truth.
.”
Lebius once again felt that the monks of truth would attach great importance to the original object. Not only them, but also the Zongge Orchestra, as if this object had some kind of magic power, attracting everyone to go crazy for it.
Dua said, "Promise, you won't be disappointed."
Lebius said frankly, "This is not something I can decide alone."
As the leader of the action team, Lebius only needs to care about the success or failure of the action, rather than making decisions other than action.
Dua lowered his head and glanced at his watch, "We still have a long time to wait until we get to the free port."
Lebius looked at Jeffrey and signaled that this mission would be more complicated than they expected, but before Jeffrey could walk behind, the door that had been sealed opened, and Uriel walked out with a tired look on his face.
He walked out and looked at the crowd.
"Message from the Decision Room."
Uriel repeated, "Promise him."
A deathly silence fell on the carriage. It was clear that the news had not yet reached the decision-making room, but the decision-making room seemed to have foreseen all this.
Everyone had a serious look on their face, but Dua still kept a smile, with a passion for truth in his eyes, which was higher than his life.
Dewar said confidently, "I knew no one could refuse."
"Tell me," Lebius looked directly at him, "I hope the information in your mind will not disappoint me."
"certainly."
Dua nodded vigorously, his face full of excitement, like an actor who exerted himself too much.
"First of all, I need to confess that the Truth Monks are just like you, knowing nothing about the original thing, not even its specific appearance."
Dua continued, "But don't worry, we don't know anything about it, but we, the Truth Monks, at least know its origin. To be precise, it is precisely because we know its origin that we are willing to spend a lot of money to buy it from gray trade.
Purchased from the hands of the Chamber of Commerce."
Lebius signaled, "Continue."
"The original was part of King Solomon's collection."
A simple sentence completely broke the dead silence. Watching people's reactions, Dua seemed to be the host of a carnival and said with joy, "Great, that's right."
"Lebius Lovisa, I know your..."
Suddenly, Duva mentioned Lebius again and whispered, "Then you should also know the predecessor of our Truth Monks."
Lebius nodded.
"You should understand that we will not joke about King Solomon. This is true. We looked through the classics and found notes related to the original things in King Solomon's notes that were about to be burned to ashes."
Duva stood up excitedly, dancing in a frenzy and venting for a while. He forced himself to calm down again and tried to express his meaning to the Lebius.
"Revealing the true nature of the world."
Dua's voice was very soft, like a child talking in his sleep.
He kept making weird movements, immersed in the feverish emotion. After a long time, he relaxed and sat back on the chair.
Dua said in a tired tone, "This is King Solomon's commentary on the original things."
Lebius asked, "Revealing the nature of the world...I think you, the Truth Monks, must have a lot of conjectures about this, right?"
Dua's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously, "That's right."
"What a dramatic reunion..." Dua suddenly said, "The original proposer of our hypothesis came from your Order Bureau."
"who?"
"Teda Yazedet."
The brightness of the halo in Aimu's eyes was a little brighter, which caught Dua's attention, and he looked at the strange girl in front of him.
"do you know him?"
"He...he is my father."
"Father?" Dua was confused for a while, "I remember that TEDA's daughter has passed away..."
Du Wa was stunned, and then he laughed wildly. If conditions didn't allow it, Du Wa would even want to hug Aimu.
"Oh my god, TEDA's wish came true."
Dua stared at Aimu and sincerely cheered for his colleague.
