Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 98 The Arcane Empire’s Civilization Backup!
The staff in the control center are all low-level researchers wearing white coats.

Surrounding the "Book of Time and Space" is a circle of circular control consoles.

The console is covered with crystal buttons and knobs of various colors, corresponding to specific space parameters and functions.

Some can adjust the distance of space transmission, some can adjust the destination of control transmission, and some can open or close specific space channels.

The researchers each took control of a control position and were busy working.

Seeing Cohen suddenly appear, everyone was surprised.

Cohen's tone was very urgent, and he shouted to everyone:

“‘Black Band’!
There are 'Black Band' rebels who want to destroy the Book of Time and Space.

The man in charge has already gone after them.

This was a premeditated action, and the ice coffin below also moved unusually.

Just in case, the person in charge asked me to inform you to move the Book of Time and Space first!"

As soon as Cohen's voice fell, violent and extraordinary fluctuations were heard from outside the control room.

It was the legendary extraordinary person from the research institute who took action.

When everyone sensed this, they no longer doubted Cohen's words.

Soon, an older researcher with a scholarly look shouted an order:
"Everyone stop what you are doing and leave the control room immediately."

Cohen's eyes moved slightly, it was obvious that this person was the custodian of the "Book of Time and Space".

This person's outfit was strange. It was not a uniform of the four colors of white, yellow, purple and black.

Instead, he was wearing a dark grey robe and thick black-framed glasses, his eyes gleaming with sternness and stubbornness.

Cohen felt the other party's aura and found that he was only at the silver level.

I couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the researchers leaving the control room one after another, Cohen followed them out.

When the older researcher was the only one left in the control room, he chanted a spell and the door of the room was completely sealed by a mysterious magic circle.

Then he came to the front of the "Book of Time and Space", raised his hands slightly, and his slender fingers began to dance.

The "ghost crab" on Cohen's feet activated and entered the wall. His eyes fell on the older researcher, memorizing every detail of his movements.

He muttered something, and as he chanted the spell, silver rays of light emerged from the fingertips of the elderly researcher and slowly wrapped around the "Book of Time and Space" like a flexible silk thread.

The light gradually surrounded the crystal book, and the pages of the book seemed to be touched by some force and began to turn slightly.

Mysterious runes flash in it every time it is turned.

The older researcher's expression was focused and solemn, with beads of sweat gradually oozing out of his forehead.

Finally, the crystal book suddenly shone brightly, and a brilliant beam of light shot up into the sky.

Then the suspended "Book of Time and Space" began to undergo miraculous changes.

The huge book that originally emitted a brilliant light began to converge towards a point in the middle.

The size is also shrinking rapidly.

The sound of turning pages became weaker and weaker. As time passed, the book became the size of a coin. Finally, it turned into a silver rune, floating in the center of the control room.

The older researcher breathed a sigh of relief.

Cohen no longer hid at this time and walked out directly from the wall.

The older researcher was startled when he saw someone suddenly appear.

He waved his hand, and the silver rune seemed to come alive, flying towards his arm at a rapid speed.

When the rune touched the researcher's arm, there was a slight tingling sensation, and then a faint mark was left on his skin.

Cohen was surprised and said:
“How can this thing become so small and be carried around?

Does that mean that as long as there is a space point imprinted on the 'Book of Time and Space', you can teleport directly there?
How should the spatial points be branded?

If I want to use a location on the northwest continent as a point in space, how do I do that?

The older researcher looked at Cohen, who had inexplicably appeared before him, and said with a serious look in his eyes:

"Who are you?

How did you get in?"

He soon realized something and shouted in a deep voice:

"You...you are also from the 'Black Band'?"

Cohen shook his head and said calmly:
"I come from the human kingdom a thousand years from now. I have no ill will towards you."

The researcher's face showed a look of shock and anger. He pulled out a pistol from his pocket and pointed the cold muzzle at Cohen:
"That's nonsense! Get out of here now, or I'll be rude to you!"

Cohen looked at the weapon in the researcher's hand with great interest, as if wondering whether his [Transform into a Thousand Weapons] skill could simulate such a weapon.

His voice was neither slow nor fast:

"In about a minute, your institute will crash and everything here will be reduced to ashes.

Before long, your empire will collapse, leaving a heartbreaking gap in civilization in human history.

Rather than letting this semi-artifact, which embodies the crystallization of your Arcane Empire civilization, be buried in the dust of history, why don't you tell me how to use it.

I will pass on your civilization on in your place."

The researcher's expression became even more bewildered, and he stared at Cohen as if he were a fool.

Will the institute crash?
Will a powerful empire collapse?

And he said he came from a thousand years later?

This person must have escaped from some mental hospital!

The researcher raised his gun.

"Young man, I am a pure scholar and I don't want to kill anyone.

But if you continue to be stubborn, I'm sorry."

Cohen sighed softly, looked out the window, and said in a deep voice:

“In about thirty seconds you’ll hear a sharp scream, and then the entire institute will be lifted off.

It will soon be proven that I was not lying."

The researcher's gun stopped, and his expression was slightly stunned.

He could still wait thirty seconds.

Time passed quickly, and I heard that shrill scream again.

Cohen speculated that this might be the sound made by the creature in the ice coffin underground!

Immediately afterwards, a strong feeling of overweight came over them, the scene outside the window fell rapidly, and the two people were instantly pressed to the floor.

The older researcher's face turned into one of extreme horror. He turned his head and looked at Cohen, his eyes filled with disbelief and despair.

Cohen's voice was intermittent:
"Now... you... you believe me, right? Even if you don't believe that I came from a thousand years later, you should at least know that this place will be completely destroyed soon.

When I came up just now, I heard that the source of your empire's 'Ao' is in turmoil.

This must have been the trigger for the final collapse of your empire.

I'm sorry, sir, despite our deep respect for your civilization.

But the fact is, your empire and civilization will eventually be lost in the long river of time.

Only the occasional ripples of the waves allow us, the later generations, to remember the glory of this era."

The despair in the researcher's eyes gradually faded, and he slowly stood up with great perseverance.

Cohen looked at the pedantic researcher in surprise.

How could a silver transcendent be able to stand up under such great pressure?
The researcher was bathed in blood, his bones crackling.

He pursed his lips, his voice like it was stuck between rusty gears, and he struggled to squeeze out a few broken words.

Every syllable exhausted all my strength:

“I’m not sure if you’re lying to me.

But the research institute is the hard work of generations of predecessors, it must not be buried so quietly!
The civilization of the empire must never collapse!

If everything is as you say, you come from a thousand years later.

Then there must be a way for you to see me again!

Next time, the next time you say the words 'Variana' and 'Elsa' to me.

I will choose to believe you unconditionally!
I will tell you everything you want to know!
Young man, if everything is really as you say.

You must come see me!
You must come to see me!"

The last few words actually carried a hint of begging.

boom!
After saying this, the researcher could no longer bear the overwhelming pressure and collapsed to the ground, dead.

Cohen was stunned. Looking at this elderly researcher whose name he didn't even know, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

Boom, Cohen's eyes were filled with brilliant orange-red flames.

With a deafening explosion, the cycle came to an end!

……

Cohen opened his eyes, his expression more serious than ever.

The angry voice of Windsardler beside him had already sounded:

“What is a ‘black band’?
Why is it that the legendary level keeps chasing me as soon as you mention this?

Also, did you manage to get in? Did you get anything valuable in those few minutes?"

Cohen turned his head, his eyes condensing with determination:
“We’re going again!”

Windsardler stared at Cohen, whose eyes had suddenly become more solemn than ever, and asked:
"The lowest level in there right now is Gold Level. Even if I lead that Legendary Level person away for you, you still won't be able to get in.

Anyway, there are only five minutes left before the illusion disappears, so can't we just stay here quietly? "

Cohen didn't waste any words and ran towards the research institute first. Windsardler cursed inwardly and followed reluctantly.

This time, Cohen seemed to have something urgent to do and moved very quickly.

Even the gold-level Windsardler could hardly catch up with him.

Just like before, I met the senior administrator in purple and led away the person in charge in black uniform.

Cohen came to the door of the control center again, activated the ghost crab on his feet, and entered the control center.

As expected, Cohen's appearance also attracted the attention of everyone in the control room.

Cohen fixed his gaze on the researcher in the dark grey robe and said in a deep voice:
“Variana!
Elsa!"

The gray-robed researcher's mouth opened slightly as if he had heard something unbelievable.

He reacted quickly and gave the order in a deep voice:

"Everyone, get out now!"

Soon, they were the only two left in the control room.

The gray-robed researcher looked at Cohen scrutinizingly and asked:
"Young man, why do you know these two names?"

Cohen replied:

"You told me."

"Ok?"

Cohen said calmly:

"Your institute will soon collapse, and your empire will soon fall as well.

As for me, I come from the human kingdom a thousand years from now, and by chance I traveled to five minutes before the collapse of your research institute.

You can probably cross it six times.

This is not the first time I've seen you.

The last time I saw you, I told you the news of the collapse of the institute and the fall of the empire.

Tell me, if what I said is true, let me find a way to see you again.

and say the words 'Variana' and 'Elsa' and you'll believe me.

So I came to see you.”

The gray-robed researcher stood there in a daze, his eyebrows raised high, his facial expression suddenly frozen, and deep shock flashed in his pupils, as if he was frozen in this moment.

Cohen's voice continued:
“We are running out of time. We have three minutes left before everything is destroyed, and this will be the last time I travel here.

If you have anything to say, please speak up as soon as possible."

The gray-robed researcher's expression instantly returned to seriousness, and he immediately said:

"I believe you!"

He spoke very quickly, picked up a pen and started writing on the ground, saying as he drew:

“I’m currently drawing a map of the ancient tomb below the research institute.

That ancient tomb is older than the history of our Arcane Empire.

To prevent this day, there is a backup of our institute's research data.

I believe that even if the empire collapses, the ancient tombs below will be safe.

In fact, even now, with all the strength of our empire, we have not been able to open the main chamber of the ancient tomb.

Just a few puppets were sent in through the 'Book of Time and Space'.

I vaguely sensed that there was an ancient ice coffin inside.

As for the method of entering the ancient tomb, it requires the blood of the elven royal family."

Cohen opened his eyes wide, committing the details on the map to memory.

The gray-robed researcher pointed to the "Book of Time and Space" not far away and said:
"This thing is a semi-finished product. It was gradually improved by the Empire based on a holy artifact.

I will now tell you how to use it.

You can use it to enter the ancient tomb - if the space node imprinted on it is not damaged.

The ancient tomb is surrounded by a strong barrier, making it impossible to enter normally, and can only be entered through the 'Book of Time and Space'."

Cohen felt a little regretful. He had originally approached the winged elf Windsardler because he wanted to use her royal bloodline to sneak into the ancient elf ruins.

Unexpectedly, the ancient elf ruins turned out to be an ancient tomb, and in addition to royal blood, a complete "Book of Time and Space" was required to enter.

With such a strong crash, Cohen felt that the probability of the "Book of Time and Space" being preserved intact was extremely small.

Cohen suppressed his swirling emotions and asked a few key questions:
"Is it true that as long as I imprint a spatial node of a certain place on the 'Book of Time and Space', I can directly teleport through the 'Book of Time and Space' next time?
So how many people can be teleported at a time?

Are there any time requirements?
What is the maximum distance it can be teleported?"

The gray-robed researcher said:
"Yes, this 'Book of Time and Space' has one hundred pages and can imprint one hundred space nodes.

We have used forty pages and still have sixty blank pages.

It can teleport one hundred people at a time, and it automatically absorbs the power of space for replenishment.

Each session takes about ten minutes.

As for the transmission distance, as long as there are precise spatial coordinates, it can be transmitted to any place.

Of course, all I said is based on the premise that the damage is not that serious.

As for the branding space nodes and how to use them, I will tell you now."

The gray-robed researcher quickly poured all kinds of knowledge about the "Book of Time and Space" into Cohen.

“In addition, the cover of this book also seals a small sub-plane.

Unfortunately, the rules of the sub-plane are not perfect enough, and most creatures cannot survive in it.

When you have the chance in the future, remember to try to perfect the rules of this small plane."

Cohen's eyes lit up slightly. Small sub-plane, this is really a treasure!
As for perfecting the rules, he should have the ability to do so after he breaks through to the legendary level.

Finally, the gray-robed researcher's voice began to grow heavy:
"If everything is as you say, our empire will be destroyed along with it.

Then you must go to the Sea of Miracles... if the westernmost sea of the continent is still called this name a thousand years later.

There is a backup of the civilization left by the empire!"

Sea of Miracles?

Cohen was stunned. In his previous life's game, there seemed to be no ruins of the Arcane Empire in the Sea of Miracles.

However, he still kept the gray-robed researcher's words firmly in mind.

A backup of civilization is definitely more valuable than finding a few scattered imperial ruins.

The hand cannons used by the administrators just now, as well as the protective barriers on their bodies, these powerful extraordinary weapons have never been unearthed in any ruins of the Arcane Empire.

Maybe these things are in the so-called civilization backup!

If he could find the method to manufacture these extraordinary weapons or even mass-produce them, who could resist his army?

Cohen's eyes suddenly became hot.

Also, the "Ao" energy they mentioned, is it a form of energy that is more advanced than magic?

These questions must have answers in that so-called civilization backup!
You must go there!
Three minutes passed quickly, and the shrill scream sounded again, waking Cohen from his thoughts.

The feeling of being overweight arrived as expected.

Sensing this apocalyptic scene, the gray-robed researcher showed a hint of regret in his eyes.

He seemed to have completely lost his strength and collapsed on the ground. He struggled to pull out something that looked like a grenade from his arms, smiled bitterly, and left his last words:

“Even though you said those two names.

Even though your statement seems flawless.

But deep down, I still don't want to admit that what you said is true.

Time travel, the collapse of empires, etc., all of this is too unbelievable.

I'm telling you this just in case.

I originally thought that you were going to deceive me.

Maybe I'll have a chance to try out the latest invention of the Imperial Alchemy Institute.

I heard from those old guys that this thing can blow the legendary realm into powder.

It turned out that all this was true...

The empire... could it be... could it be that it has really collapsed?"

Cohen was slightly moved. He knew that if the other party realized that he was lying to him, they would definitely die together with him immediately!
Cohen nodded slowly:

"Yes, I'm sorry that you have to hear this despairing news before you die."

The gray-robed old man's eyes became relieved. He looked at Cohen calmly and said:

“No, not desperate.

On the contrary, I would like to thank you for coming to me and giving me such an opportunity.

Young man, a thousand years from now, the civilization of the empire... is handed over to you!"

Cohen felt his chest filled with a strong emotion, staring blankly at the unremarkable old man in a gray robe.

An ordinary member of a research institute, upon learning that he was about to die, left behind these words as his last words!

What a shocking and great civilization this is!

It can make people so determined to burn their last drop of blood for its survival!

As darkness was about to fall, Cohen suddenly asked:
"What special meaning do those two words have? Why were you so sure last time that you would believe me as long as I said them?"

The gray-robed old man's voice was intermittent:

"That's... that's the name I came up with these past few days for my unborn twin granddaughters..."

(End of this chapter)