Chapter 816: The Missing

For now, Franca could not speak of matters related to the "Heavenly Master," nor could she ask what knowledge the "Professors" had been force-fed by the "Hidden Sage." She could only silently note this anomaly, intending to report it to Lady "Judgment" later so the Great Arcana cards could determine exactly what had gone wrong.

After a moment of silence, "Isotope" said in a heavy tone:

"Most of us here should be very clear about the pain of being chased and force-fed knowledge by the 'Hidden Sage.' So far, we have barely been able to endure it, but if the frequency increases and the intensity grows, perhaps it won't be long before our brains are blown apart by the knowledge, causing us to lose control and become monsters."

"Professor" slowly exhaled and said:

"I think so too. We must have a sufficient sense of crisis."

"Periodic Table's" emotions seemed somewhat unstable:

"I have a strong sense of crisis, but is it useful?

"Could we possibly unite and take down the 'Hidden Sage'?

"I used to have such fantasies, but now, heh..."

Franca could well understand the last two sentences from "Periodic Table." In the first two or three years after transmigrating to this world, she, who had been an atheist and an avid reader of novels, had always regarded the Seven Gods as more powerful Beyonders, believing that as she had stepped onto the path of gods, she might not lack the opportunity to slay a god and prove her Dao in the future. But after seeing more and mastering more occult knowledge, she deeply realized the gap between low-to-mid sequence Beyonders and demigods.

And that was just a demigod, not a True God.

According to "Black Witch," a True God could modify and adjust the abilities of their own pathway to a certain extent!

At the same time, Franca recalled the past and found that the "Wizards" present rarely expressed overly strong negative emotions when gathering in the "Land of Night," but now they no longer concealed their own pain and struggle, displaying them very directly.

"There are still too many non-'Wizard' members in the 'Academy' group, and those attending the gathering now are companions within a very small circle who know each other well, which is why they are more authentic? But I, no, 'Muggle,' am not part of your small circle. Being so emotional in front of me, is there also a certain element of performance? Uh, what is the purpose?" Franca did not know if she had been infected by Lu Mian's habit of being suspicious, or if she had developed enough vigilance after going undercover in the Savages and the Witch Sect.

"Yeah, what can be done..." She echoed "Periodic Table" as if moved.

"Professor" was quite composed and said in a gentle voice:

"At least we can still look for items or methods to reduce the negative impact of 'Knowledge Seeking.'"

"Periodic Table" was silent for a moment, sighed long, and said:

"That's all we can do for now."

The "Wizards" present, along with "Griffin" and "Eagle," discussed this issue, putting forward various ideas, negating most of them, and leaving the rest for subsequent verification.

Franca also exercised her imagination, and in the end, she said thoughtfully:

"It's a pity that there's no way to accurately grasp the time when the 'Hidden Sage' goes mad. Otherwise, I know a place that should effectively reduce the corresponding impact and influence."

"What place?" "Associate Professor" blurted out.

Franca did not intend to hide it. She felt that if Lu Mian were here, he would definitely reveal that location to "Professor" and the others.

This was based on her understanding of Lu Mian:

She had long discovered that Lu Mian was particularly prone to empathizing with those who had similar experiences and sufferings to him. While he spoke coldly and decisively, he would actually be unable to help providing some assistance. Similarly, he was prone to empathizing with those who had similar experiences and sufferings to Aurora, substituting his sister for them.

Franca said with a slight sigh:

"The small sacrificial plaza at the entrance of the third level of the catacombs. There seems to be residual divine power from the 'Eternal Blazing Sun' and the 'God of Steam and Machinery' there, which can shield most of the influence from the outside world."

The eyes of "Professor" hidden under the butterfly mask brightened slightly:

"I've been there, but I didn't know there was residual divine power."

She paused and added:

"This is actually very useful. When it really gets to the point where I can't hold on, I'll bring a box of white candles and enough food to live in that sacrificial plaza for a period of time, until the accumulated influence fades away completely, and my body and soul have recovered, allowing me to withstand multiple knowledge force-feedings before returning to the surface."

"Right!" Franca felt happy for these members of the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society."

"Professor" then said to "Periodic Table" and the others:

"We can also find Beyonders of the 'Apothecary' pathway to help and see if there are any potions that can restore spirit and flesh as quickly as possible."

"Temporarily increasing brain capacity and enhancing learning ability and soul strength is also possible," "Isotope" and others said one after another.

Their emotions finally lifted a little.

After chatting for nearly another half hour, "Professor" and "Associate Professor" called a few people to the study to get various things for the upcoming board games, while Franca stood up and went to the small bar in the opposite living room to get a drink.

Just as she was hesitating whether to drink fruit beer or have a bottle of soda, "Periodic Table" walked to her side, looked at the various drinks on the shelf, and lowered his voice:

"'Muggle,' didn't you want to find members of the 'Moses Ascetic Order' before?"

Seeing "Muggle" in the hood turn her head to look at him, "Periodic Table" twitched the chemical symbols on both sides of his mouth:

"I am one."

Admitted it at last? Franca was not surprised at all.

She even suspected that all the "Wizards" in this small circle were, and the "Griffin" and "Eagle" who were not "Wizards" might be too.

"You seem to have guessed it long ago?" "Periodic Table" found that "Muggle" had no emotional fluctuations.

Franca chuckled:

"There's nothing strange about this. I am also a member of another secret organization. Many people in the research society should have backgrounds in secret organizations or Orthodox Churches. This is not a problem, as long as it does not violate the contract we signed."

"Periodic Table" smiled:

"That is indeed the case.

"Didn't you say last time that a 'Mirror Person' named Griffiths secretly replaced one of our members? I have a suspect."

Franca had been tracking the whereabouts of the Mineral Scholar Jasmine—that suspected "Mirror Person" Pariya—for so many days, but had never caught the other party's tail. She didn't expect to have clues about the more important "Mirror Person" Griffiths now.

"Who is it?" She asked directly.

"Periodic Table" organized his language and said:

"Normally, I should report this matter to the high-level members of the Ascetic Order and let them confirm and handle it, but the 'Pillar' I am directly under has been unreachable recently."

"'Pillar'?" Franca asked in confusion.

"The high-level members of our 'Moses Ascetic Order' are the 'Ten Pillars,' totaling ten powerful demigods, or perhaps more. The 'Pillar' responsible for the Trier region is called Kemolo. I am directly under him. After that terrifying rainstorm, the orders he gave us became fewer and fewer. Recently, we tried to contact him, but there was no response," "Periodic Table" explained in a heavy tone.

After the hostel operation, the high-level members of the "Moses Ascetic Order" in Trier appeared abnormal and eventually went missing? This information was very important. It must be reported immediately... Franca looked at "Periodic Table," thought for a moment, and said:

"Is there no way to urgently contact other members of the 'Ten Pillars'?"

"Periodic Table" sighed and said:

"No. Normally at such times, we should pray to the 'Hidden Sage' and state the abnormal situation. He would give an oracle, but we have tried separately, and there is neither an oracle nor any other 'Pillar' contacting us."

Because the "Hidden Sage" is even crazier? Franca nodded:

"Continue."

"Periodic Table" smiled bitterly:

"It's actually not bad like this now. Although there is a lack of high-level guidance and support from various resources, there are no dangerous missions. Of course, the prerequisite is that Nikila is not the 'Mirror Person' Griffiths."

"Nikila?" Franca asked.

"Periodic Table" hummed:

"He is Kemolo's deputy. After failing to contact that 'Pillar' recently, his various performances make me suspect that he might be a 'Mirror Person'."

"What performances?" Franca asked for confirmation.

"Periodic Table" thought and said:

"He is more prone to anger than before, and various negative emotions are more frequent than before. Also, I noticed that he feels awkward using his right hand. He originally used his right hand."

"What is his real identity?" Franca's eyes lit up.

"Periodic Table" deliberated and said:

"I'm not sure he is definitely a 'Mirror Person.' After suffering from knowledge force-feeding for a long time, it is normal for various negative emotions to be out of control. Before I tell you his real identity and possible residence, I hope to sign a notarized document with you. You need to promise that if he is not a 'Mirror Person,' you cannot kill him and must let him go."

"Periodic Table" said while taking out a valuable notarized document from a hidden pocket.

Seeing "Muggle" looking at him with slight surprise, "Periodic Table" laughed at himself:

"Who told us to practice the motto 'Do what you will, but do no harm' from the beginning."

"Okay, no problem." Franca agreed readily.

She was not someone who would slaughter innocent people.

…………

Morora in the dead of night.

Lu Mian put down the book in his hand, rubbed his swollen and painful head, and decided to rest by thinking about other things.

He was considering whether he had missed any opponents or competitors when the mirror in the room lit up with water.

Wanake, with iron-black eyes and blood-red hair, appeared again and said in a deep voice:

"Gusin and Albus are about to step into the trap. I will tell you my 'hiding place' now."

Is it starting? Lu Mian's spirit concentrated instantly.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 817 =====