Necromancer's Second-Original Chat Group

This is much warmer than the scenes in the game's storyline.

No one expected that Marcus would be so embarrassed and couldn't be found anywhere.

Hoffman had already turned the entire public phone booth upside down but found nothing wrong. As an excellent investigator, her observation skills were absolutely sharp. If she didn't find anything wrong, there were only two possibilities: either Marcus wasn't making a call here, or the people who took Marcus away cleaned up the scene very well.

Just as Wan Qi was preparing to launch a second investigation into the phone booth, Semmelweis appeared in front of the two.

"Mr. Vanchi, Hoffmann, it's been a long time."

When Wan Qi left, he didn't take her with him. After all, Vienna needed people. Semmelweis had been working there for a while and was familiar with the local situation, so she stayed behind as the Vienna regional envoy of the Si Chen Squad and worked with the Razor Squad.

"Mr. Vanchie, Ms. Hoffman, hello." The leader of the Razor Squad also came over at this time.

"What are you investigating?" Wan Qi asked.

Captain Razor: "Yes, we found a collapsed tunnel at the Reforged Hand's camp, but there was nothing left at the original location, so we started exploring from the surrounding area and eventually located it here."

Wan Qi exclaimed in surprise, "You even know how to locate burial sites?"

Captain Razor shook his head: "No, we won't. It's these two ladies who will help us."

Wan Qi followed the gaze of the Razor Captain (who was not wearing a mask at this time) and saw the new teacher-student duo.

Without a doubt, they are definitely teacher and student, but neither of them knows the other Wan Qi, because these two people are not yet in the game.

The teacher was a professor who looked intellectual and sophisticated. She was the kind of person who would inspire many people in a university to overlook the age gap and give it their all. The student, on the other hand, looked a bit soft and cute, somewhat similar to Marcus, but completely different. The student stood openly next to the teacher, unlike Marcus, who, given the opportunity, would often hide half of his body in Hoffman's shadow.

"Hello, Your Excellency Wanqi, I am Northern Sentry Song, and this is my student, Cooper Garland."

"Hello, Mr. Wan Qi, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hello, you don't need to call me 'Your Excellency,' just call me Wan Qi." To be honest, Wan Qi has been getting used to being called "Your Excellency" so often lately that he's almost numb to it, and he's refusing to do so less and less.

Won't this make me a self-important, privileged lord? I don't want that!

"Excuse me, how did you locate this place?" Wan Qi asked.

"A small help from cable management," Northern Whistle said confidently, taking out his measuring tools.

Section 95: The Foundation Has Become Too Urbanized

(Second update!)

The study of yarn, which originated in textile factories, can be traced back to ancient times. It is a technology that uses latitude and longitude coordinates to locate textiles, and it was born from the day when the ancient people of China learned to raise silkworms.

All of the above is nonsense, what a load of flattery!

However, this discipline does exist in reality. It originated in the early 20th century and was proposed by British archaeologists. The concept of "earth veins" was born at that time and flourished for a period of time in the 1970s. It believed that earth vein energy and spiritual science could be combined to ultimately achieve measurement, exploration and discovery work such as geological exploration, archaeological positioning, and resource collection. In short, it is a discipline that sounds very absurd.

Based on Wan Qi's experience from his previous life, if a discipline is described as "all-encompassing," it's not far from being labeled as "feudal superstition." In any case, although his hometown has mysticism, it has never produced a mystic with extraordinary powers (Ilse: Don't look at me, I'm not a mystic). These things are just extensions of human imagination, nothing more.

But this is the world of "1999", a world with mysticism. Even Wan Qi himself was forced to cultivate into a magician in the Red Sea world. In the spirit of objective materialism, any objectively existing phenomenon should be acknowledged and recognized, and its function should be analyzed. Therefore, the science of linearity in the world of "1999" is certainly a useful discipline.

The only problem is that it is difficult to get started, tiring to learn, and requires extremely high talent. In the industrial age that emphasizes mass production and low prices, it has successfully turned itself into an endangered discipline.

Giant panda: Hey buddy, you're endangered because of your own abilities too?

How endangered is it?

Northern Song is currently the only confirmed professor under the Foundation who possesses a complete knowledge system of linear geometry and is capable of teaching it.

Cooper's Garland, the only student of the Northern Whistle.

In other words, if one of these two people has an accident, then linear algebra will be like Rome in 1453 – gone in a flash.

Now, Hoffmann, the master and apprentice of the School of Logic, the Razor Team, Semmelweis, and Vanzie have gathered at the entrance of the Vienna branch of the St. Louis Foundation. No matter how you look at it, there's something seriously wrong here.

After the Northern Song demonstrated its ability in line analysis, Wan Qi slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Isn't this just the 'Magic Network Detection'?"

To be precise, the study of linear geometry was the precursor to the Magic Net Probe, essentially an immature, early-stage technology.

A similar function existed in the magical world back then, and the one that followed the same technical path as Leyline Theory was called the "Legion School".

Just like all new things are accompanied by immaturity and Ubisoft (bugs), the early "Legion School" was also a classic example of "exploration basically relied on guesswork, positioning basically relied on guesswork, development basically relied on deception, and the road ahead basically relied on trial and error." However, this school gathered the most earth mages at the time, and earth mages were known for their patience and perseverance among all magic schools. Through their day-to-day persistence and troubleshooting, the "Magic Network Exploration" was finally born.

By deploying multiple magicians or magical items, or other magical objects with similar functions, within a certain area, a sophisticated exploration network can be formed. Through the depth of the central pile, precise positioning and exploration can be carried out downwards, completing precise geological exploration of millions of square kilometers and a depth of no less than 10,000 meters in one go.

How accurate is it? It can accurately detect even the smallest elements in a region, as long as they are present.

Fun fact: The Magic Network inspired the creation of the Magic Network. The internet in the magical world was pioneered by the civil engineering guys. Amazing, right?

So looking at the Northern Whistle and Cooper's Garland, Wan Qi, who possessed the memories of a necromancer, felt like he was flipping through a history book.

This is truly a collectible intangible cultural heritage item. If a certain king of Space Necromancer figures were to acquire this, it would be a unique piece.

"May I ask who you are here?" Captain Razor asked, looking at Vanchie and Hoffman.

"We're here to find someone, but since we've all met here, there's a high chance the two things are related. Please wait a moment while I perform a ritual."

Wan Qi gestured for everyone to be patient, then went to the public phone booth, made some simple arrangements, and began the ritual.

Time Magic: Rewind Memories

In theory, magic outside of the elemental system should be classified as etheric, but space and time are exceptions.

Historically, a magician named Karok Bebedos once proposed the hypothesis that "the world has a memory, and through some special methods, we can obtain the world's memory."

The translation is: Heaven and Earth know, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever.

However, the world's memory and human ways of observation are obviously incompatible, which requires some magical skills to materialize it into language, writing, or preferably images and videos that humans can understand.

Initially, people thought it was an absurd fantasy, but the birth of time magic turned the fantasy into reality.

The world has become a video, which can be repeatedly viewed by simply dragging the progress bar.

During that time, everyone in the magical world seemed to become invisible. They could hardly hide anything from each other except for what they thought or didn't do. This indirectly triggered a social upheaval. After all, people have a need for private space, and having everything exposed to the public is a big problem. Nobody wants someone to be watching them with a camera while they are having a romantic conversation with their wife.

This problem persisted until the invention of the "time coating" magic, which is similar to censoring the image, but it can still damage the underlying image quality. Later, "false memory" was invented, which directly changes the time of the image.

Furthermore, as its usage frequency increased, people also discovered the limitations of time rewind. Its rewind duration cannot exceed 7 days, and after 48 hours, the rewind accuracy will decrease, even to the point where it is impossible to rewind with high accuracy without interference. The footage becomes a complete mess. Although there are ways to process it, the cost is extremely high. Except for major events where the truth must be found, no one would normally waste such precious resources on spying on others. Even if that person is worth the price, the person being targeted will most likely have ways to retaliate in return. It is more cost-effective to use other methods.

The social unrest caused by the time reversal was smoothed out in a very short time, and everyone returned to Nash equilibrium. However, the magic of time will not disappear; it will only shine in another way.

In the magical world, using time reversal definitely requires countermeasures and investigation of the truth. No one can guarantee that the time memory of a crime scene is accurate and has not been modified, but there are no such people in the world of "1999".

This is similar to the Sherman tank having no magic resistance; you can't defend against enemies you've never seen before.

Soon, Marcus appeared in the phone booth, and it was clear that the girl was quite happy while making the call.

But just as she finished her call and was about to leave, a car pulled up nearby, and three men who looked like they had ill intentions approached her.

Hoffman immediately noticed the problem. She frowned and said, "Why do these three people have Foundation branch badges on them?"

The pass badge is a specially made pass with the Foundation's exclusive mysticism. Each branch has its own pass badge to identify itself. The three people are wearing the pass badge of the Vienna branch of the Foundation.

"Are the hiring standards at the Vienna branch so lenient?" Captain Razor frowned, clearly not satisfied with the Vienna branch's hiring standards.

The scene continues.

Marcus is an introverted, shy, sensitive, and cautious person, so she was at a loss when faced with the harassment. Fortunately, the foundation's branch building was right next door, so she squeezed through the crowd and ran towards the branch.

Then an unexpected incident occurred. A naked girl suddenly jumped out of the parked car. Her face showed indescribable terror, and her body had obvious bruises, indicating that she had been abused.

The three men who had previously harassed Marcus suddenly showed expressions of panic and anxiety. One of them rushed over and grabbed the girl, quickly and skillfully covering her mouth. But at that moment, Marcus looked in the girl's direction and called out her name.

"Elena!"

The three men instantly became alert, and the other two immediately rushed towards Marcus.

Realizing the situation was dire, Marcus immediately ran towards the foundation's branch building.

At this moment, the expressions of the onlookers were not very good, especially Hoffman and Captain Razor, whose faces were extremely grim.

The fact that they dared to do this at a branch of the foundation suggests that the other party's identity is clearly questionable.

Then, the shocking scene unfolded.

As Marcus turned around, he bumped right into Karl, the head of the Vienna branch.

Marcus was about to say something, but Karl raised his hand and cast a "Silence" spell to silence Marcus, followed by a paralysis spell, and Marcus instantly lost consciousness.

"Lord Karl!"

The two young men immediately bowed respectfully to Karl, while the other, after putting the girl into the car and locking the door, ran over and bowed to Karl.

"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"

Enraged, Carl struck each of the three men with his cane, leaving clear bloodstains on their foreheads, demonstrating the force he used.

"If I hadn't happened to be passing by, this would have been a real problem. It's a sensitive time right now, you know!"

Carl's face was contorted with rage, but he lowered his voice, clearly worried about the headquarters investigators who were resting in the building behind him.

Who is it? It's so hard to guess.

"Yes, Lord Karl, we know we were wrong."

"Take her away too! Clean her up properly."

"yes!,,

Afterwards, Karl directed the Foundation branch to handle the situation carefully, ensuring that even an investigation using occult magic would not uncover any problems, before turning back.

At this point, Hoffman was so angry his face turned green. What the hell was this?!

However, she was most worried about Marcus, so everyone immediately turned their attention to Marcus who had been taken away.

The real highlight came next: the group carried Marcus through a mechanism in the garden next to the Foundation's branch office and entered a tunnel.

When everyone arrived at the entrance to the tunnel, their anger was written all over their faces.

"Go through the proper procedures or just start chopping?" Wan Qi took out his bone sickle and gestured.

Hoffman suppressed his anger and said apologetically, "This is troublesome."

Then, Hoffman turned to the leader of the Razor Squad and said, "According to the Foundation's personnel management regulations, this matter has become a serious crime, and as a senior investigator at headquarters, I am qualified to request immediate action."

"Of course, we won't let those scumbags get away with this!"

The Razor Squad leader saluted, then led his men into the Viana branch.

At the same time, Wan Qiyi used his sickle to open the entrance to the passage, and his mental energy quickly searched inside along the passage.

"Um……"

As his vision gradually cleared, Marcus slowly opened his eyes.

"I... want to talk?"

Marcus found himself locked to a bed, unable to move, and could vaguely hear some noises outside.

"It's okay, everything can be read, everything can be a book. Let's figure out where we are first."

The handcuffs have been used many times, and everyone locked up here has suffered unimaginable cruelty. The previous user was a young girl...

The bed, washed many times, has lost its original color, but the people here don't care, because it might still serve as a shroud...

The walls, weathered by time, bear witness to what was once a dungeon; they hold the records of...

As Marcus read more, his expression grew increasingly fearful.

Just then, a malicious voice came from outside.

"Is the medicine ready?"

"Almost done. This time we need to increase the dosage; we have to burn the brain off in one go."

"Is the barrier in that room truly effective at blocking tracking?"

"Don't worry, many mystics have been imprisoned here, and there are plenty of methods specifically designed to target them."

"Be careful, everyone. After all, they're from headquarters. It would be troublesome if they were exposed."

"Brother, it's so troublesome, why not just..."

"It's because a big shot came by yesterday and took a liking to that girl, telling us to take care of her and send her over."

"They're really not afraid of death."

"What's there to be afraid of? They're a high-ranking nobleman from Prussia. They've got a lot of money to burn. Even if the foundation tries to punish them, they can't do anything to them. It's us poor errand runners who have to run ourselves ragged while the higher-ups just give us orders."

"Don't just stand there, the barrier has been set up. Go strip that girl naked and see if she has anything valuable on her, since she won't need it in the future anyway."

"Big brother...can I, o?"

"Are you fucking an idiot?! That was designated by a big shot. Even if it ruins your health, or even if you get bruised quickly, we're both doomed!" "Got it."