The Spirit World

Chapter 976 Shadow Falling (XII)
The Royal Museum of the Principality preserves thousands of treasures, and their counterfeits are displayed one by one inside the huge museum. Except for the storage rooms for genuine items that are classified into different categories, these surprisingly high-end counterfeits are all made by one person in the Principality.

"I've always been against putting such valuable things in museums!"

An old man sat on the smooth stone pillar of the museum.

He had an afro and wore a white coat that was stained and messy.

But he looked very conflicted as he thought about it, looking around at everyone.

He was a little old man whom everyone respected.

Including Pylos, who was sitting cross-legged under the pillar and recording.

"Professor Reard, it is necessary to present the country's history to the world, including the unique treasures."

Pylos held the list of stolen treasure in one hand and checked it carefully with his notes in the other.

Speaking of the person who is most familiar with these treasures in the entire principality, or even in the entire spiritual world, it must be Pylos. Although only a small part of those treasures were donated by Pylos, this did not prevent him from rushing here as soon as possible to help the Eagle Team find them.

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

Reard was not in such a good mood, but he stopped talking.

"Ancient magic arrays may not be reliable."

A black-haired woman, also wearing a white coat, put her hands in the pockets of her coat, her gold-rimmed eyes shining brightly as she watched Pylos sorting out documents and meticulously following up on the records - using her extraordinary memory, which is unique among humans.

“And of course technology.”

Her name is Tang Zixu, Tang Zilong's sister. Like Tang Zilong, she is a mixed-race.

In the megacity of Lastar, a mixed-race child is not uncommon, but in the tense situation of Fran, 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 Technologies.

He was also the inventor of the "chain ammunition", a weapon that shocked the Principality and the Empire.

"Even magic can't cut the stone door so tightly. From what I know about the current state of technological development, there is no such cutting technology. The stones are like being cut into countless tiny particles first, and then all the particles are chopped up at once. After that, the resulting cross-section is composed of only half of the particles..."

Tang Zixu was also in a low mood. She didn't feel the excitement of encountering advanced technology, but rather a slow, sinking fear into her stomach.

"Our weapons technology has not yet reached that level. It is impossible to split particles and cut them halfway at the same time. Not to mention magic. Magic cutting has no fineness or depth. It is not as good as mechanical cutting."

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

"I don't quite understand."

Polos answered while comparing, and sometimes he admired himself for being able to achieve a dual-threaded working mode.

"But if you put it that way, I can probably imagine it. You know, I've encountered more strange things than most people. Whether it's from the past, present, or future, it's possible that they exist in the ancient tomb."

Pylos looked up at Tang Zixu and smiled easily. Everyone here was very serious.

The sound of him flipping through his notes could be clearly heard even at the distant basement entrance.

"My granddaughter may live in an era with this kind of "weapon". I am not surprised at all. On the contrary, I think it is great that our world is still going on in detail instead of being destroyed by some stolen treasure now..."

"You are a little too optimistic, Pylos."

Tang Zixu interrupted him.

"Hahaha, yes. However, in my opinion, some of the difficulties I encountered are indeed not even one percent of what they are now... that would be a combination of all the difficulties."

Pylos stood up and dusted himself off. He held his notebook tightly in his hand and then slapped his butt hard with it. The marks on his suit seemed indelible, and the edges of his trousers were stained with dust.

"But, then again, I really shouldn't have taken this piece of clothing out. It was given to me by a friend of mine. I said at the time that I was only fit to wear adventure clothes and cowboy hats, not what I am wearing now."

Pylos touched the top of his head, but his cowboy hat was not there, so he scratched it unconsciously.

"Pylos..."

With a "puff" sound, a ball of green flame burned in front of Pylos. Pylos took a step back in surprise and helplessness.

The flame burned in a circle, rotating to form a distorted strange face, which then quickly rotated into a "strange" face.

A pointed chin, big eyes, wide nostrils, and ears bulging like pig wings.

Everyone who saw this face was frightened and alert, and among all the people present, only Pylos reacted first. "Oh... You scared me, Sedon Spearfe, did you steal it? Are you here to report the good news?"

Pylos put the notebook into his bag, but his eyes were fixed on the strange man "Sulton Spearfeather", muttering: "If it's you, it would be great, because we don't need to search the world for these treasures..."

Pylos looked at the puzzled Tang Zixu: "I mean, the second time."

"It's not me! Bastard Sparrow!"

Sutton roared.

"Who is he? Pylos?"

Tang Zixu expressed his disgust for Sedon and the "black magic" he used through his facial expressions.

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

"Um... this is a long story."

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

He didn't care about the "weirdo" or "bad guy" who used black magic to communicate remotely.

"Sulton Mowfe is a tomb robber who often roams around the Ancient Tomb Area and sometimes targets some legendary cemeteries. He is also an out-and-out bad guy."

Pylos glanced at Sedon who was pausing for a moment. He was also observing what kind of person was here. More importantly, he saw that Skarner was nearby and had no intention of shouting arrogantly anymore.

"In the early days, he went to the tomb himself. Later, he waited for me to find it before taking action. How cunning he is."

Pylos looked at Sutton. He did not feel disgusted by Sutton's appearance, but motioned for him to continue: "What are you doing here? You dare to come here? Aren't you afraid that General Kraft will go to the [Kulbin Mountains] to capture you?"

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

It was obvious that Sutton only knew Pylos and Skarner. He completely ignored the gazes of others and stared at Pylos, speaking sharp and sarcastic 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?"

Pylos made a motion of putting on his hat, and because he had no hat he wiped his face, which was now covered with dust.

"Of course not..." Sutton denied: "But! They will be mine soon! As long as I find them again! I can definitely! Rule the world! Hahahahaha..."

Seton's face was ferocious, as if all his facial features were twisted together again. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace as the green flames disappeared, leaving only the confused crowd and a helpless Pylos.

"Asshole Sparrow."

Tang Zixu called out "Pylos" tentatively.

"What?" Pylos was a little surprised.

"Is this the name you are known by in the eyes of all the bad people in the Principality?"

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

This cave where many treasures were "stolen" was cut by "technologically advanced" tools, and the weapons that destroyed the magic circle were definitely not random things.

"And you were ridiculed by others, Pylos, how can you bear this?"

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

Pylos' expression did not change much in response to Tang Zixu's ridicule. Instead, he straightened his backpack and prepared to leave.

"We have wasted too much time. Pylos, from the time we discovered the suspect to the time we completed the survey, the suspect had already fled a long way away."

Tang Zixu's voice rose, no longer low, and she seemed to think that there was no hope of finding the thief.

"Yes, I think so too. I have been to the future, and a core force that can travel through time and space has already appeared there."

It was difficult for Pylos to say anything, so he just looked at Tang Zixu and walked out.

When Tang Zixu heard about time travel, he was a little surprised and unbelievable, but his expression instantly calmed down.

For just a second, Pylos lowered his head, and the corners of his suit swung behind him as he walked.

"This at least shows that we still have a future..."

(End of this chapter)