Please be my partner.

According to the description in the other party's diary, this sophisticated mechanical creation was first discovered by the other party in a public cemetery.

If you want to find out the origin of the black beetle, you may have to go to the cemetery again.

Finally, Mellen turned his gaze to the evolutionary direction of Garuru. He was actually quite curious about the evolutionary path of silicon-based life forms such as the mechanical dog. Even the bloodline exploration should be different from that of carbon-based life forms.

However, he lacked spiritual energy now, and there was no need to extract the energy of the Fairy Tale Kingdom just to know the answer in advance, so he put this question behind him for the time being.

After finalizing the plan, Mellen prepared to set off. Although Farsail Port was nice, there was nothing for him to linger there.

Three days later, Melen returned to Vero City.

When he returned home, the two maids seemed surprised. In their impression, Mellen should still be studying in Roland City.

Butler Morgan didn't seem surprised and his expression was quite calm.

After a brief rest, Mellen found Sheriff Liman, who was naturally surprised to see him.

He didn't explain, but said directly: "I want to look up some information about the past of the Vero City Cemetery. Do you have any channels?"

After thinking for a moment, Liman said, "Master Mellen, I have some friends in the internal affairs system of Vero City. If we just look up some cemetery information, they may have a way."

Mellen nodded and threw a small bag to Liman. After opening it, the latter took a breath, quickly closed it, and looked around like a thief.

Mellen said, "Help me get this done as soon as possible."

After saying that, he simply agreed on a time and then turned and left.

Although the cemetery is public, you will have to pay a fee to bury your body there.

This is naturally unaffordable for the poor, and useless for the rich.

So generally speaking, those who can be buried in public cemeteries after death are middle-class people.

When I visited the place again, it was still deserted.

A new gravekeeper's hut was built outside the cemetery. The current gravekeeper was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. When he saw Mellen, he just glanced at him and didn't pay much attention to him.

Mellen entered the cemetery and saw from afar the location of the gravekeeper's cottage that he had burned down. Now it has been newly planned and turned into some cemeteries that can be used at any time.

Melen recalled the diary of the previous perverted gravekeeper and found the area where he discovered the black beetle.

While observing the surrounding environment, he memorized the information of the owners of these tombs.

After touring the entire area, I didn't gain anything.

But this is normal. After all, it has been so long since the incident happened. Even if there were any traces at the beginning, they have long been erased by time.

After recording all the information, Mellen left the cemetery.

When he arrived at the door of the Archives Bureau, he saw Liman who had already arranged all the relationships.

The Archives Bureau is where Vero City stores various information, and cemetery information is only a very small part of it.

Of course, since the information here does not involve too much confidentiality, the protection level is not high.

At this time, Liman was accompanied by another person. He introduced, "Master Mellen, this is my friend, Bentley. He can take you to check the information."

Bentley greeted politely, "Hello, Master Mellen, please follow me."

Mellen nodded slightly and followed Bentley into the archives. Liman did not enter, but waited in the reception room outside.

As they walked, Bentley said, "Master Mellen, the cemetery information in the archives is usually updated every six months. If you want to view the latest information, you can go to the Cemetery Administration Bureau. However, since you want to view the past information, this is the right place to come."

Soon, the two came to a room that looked like a warehouse. Bentley nodded slightly to the two people guarding the door, and then handed them something.

One of them took it, looked at the other, and then they left.

There was no communication during the entire process, which was obviously the tacit rule.

Mellen didn't care about the deal between them as long as he could achieve his goal.

Bentley picked up a bunch of keys and opened the door, then smiled and said, "Master Mellen, please, I won't disturb you. I'm in the next room. You can call me anytime when you're done."

Mellen nodded slightly and entered the warehouse room, while Bentley turned and left.

Chapter 155 Searching

This warehouse room was much larger than Mellen had imagined. It was densely packed with bookshelves, most of which were filled with materials.

After just a brief stroll, Mellen figured out the pattern in which the information was placed. He found the area that corresponded to what he had seen in the cemetery and began searching carefully.

Obviously, the arrangement of the information here was not as rigorous as Melen had imagined, and he could only look for them one by one based on the recorded information.

Time passed by with the sound of flipping through documents. Melen would occasionally think that although the world already had a prototype of something similar to a computer... the difference engine, it was still a long way from being a convenient computer.

It would be great if Garuru could transform into a computer. That way, recording data and dealing with various tedious problems would be much easier in the future.

But there seem to be some problems in this regard. Although Garuru is a mechanical construct, similar to silicon-based life, its thinking speed is not much different from that of ordinary life.

In this case, even if it can really transform into a mechanical creation such as a computer, it may not be able to meet Mellen's requirements. Maybe adding, subtracting, multiplying and dividing within 100 will make the CPU smoke.

This can be seen from Garuru's efficiency in learning mechanic-related knowledge.

Three hours later, Mellen closed the document in his hand and put it back to its original place.

After he pondered for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Not surprisingly, there wasn't much to gain.

The main reason is that only the basic information of the buried person is registered here, including name, gender, family relationship, job before death, residential address, and cause of death. It is simply a fantasy to want to find any differences from this information.

Fortunately, Melen didn't expect to get the answer directly from here.

After saying goodbye to Bentley, Mellen and Liman left the archives together.

On the way, seeing Mellen lost in thought, Liman asked, "Master Mellen, is there anything else that can bother you? If there's anything I can help you with, I'd be happy to help."

Mellen looked at him and said with a smile, "Thank you, Sheriff Liman. That's enough for now."

After separating from Liman, Mellen looked at the sky which was gradually getting dark, and instead of going home, he walked in another direction.

Of course, he still needs further information, but that information is different from the cemetery registration information in the archives and will involve other people's privacy. Even Liman may not be able to do it easily.

So, Mellen plans to use some special techniques.

Compared with the archives room located in a remote area, the household registration office is naturally located in the prosperous Colin District. The public security conditions here and the security standards of the household registration office itself are incomparable to the former.

Of course, these naturally did not pose a problem for Mellen. He easily broke through the layers of security and even forced two managers of the household registration office to work overtime to accompany him, the "big leader", to inspect the information.

Leaving professional matters to professionals has indeed improved efficiency a lot. With two managers from the household registration office helping Mellen find information, he only needs to read and think.

As the night deepened, the two tools had become numb and confused in the process of searching for information. They occasionally had thoughts like... Who am I? Where am I? Why am I working overtime?

But these thoughts did not affect their mechanical and continuous hard work at all.

When the sky gradually turned light, Mellen rubbed his brows and put down the last document in his hand.

Even with his mental strength, he felt it was a bit overwhelming to search for the clues he wanted from so much information at once.

To be honest, even though he has done so much preparation, it is only possible to find the origin of the black beetle, and it is quite a bit of luck.

However, since Melen has set his short-term goal on finding the black beetle, he naturally will not do useless work.

You know, he still has a "powerful weapon" like the [Pointer of Destiny] in his hand. Although this extraordinary item is easy to use, he is a little afraid of consuming his "own destiny", so he will not use it easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

He waved to the two tools, released the dream power, and then Melen left the household registration office leisurely.

After Mellen left, the two tools also walked to the door of the household registration office in a daze. They were suddenly awakened by the cold wind. They looked at each other, both looking a little confused.

They also don't understand why they have to go through the trouble of organizing the household registration information.

The aches and fatigue all over their bodies made them unable to think any further, so they hurried home to rest.

When Mellen returned home, it was the butler Morgan who opened the door for him.

Mellen said helplessly: "Mr. Morgan, it's so late, don't wait for me."

Butler Morgan was still dressed meticulously. He shook his head and said nothing more.

Mellen knew that Butler Morgan had his own insistence and would certainly not listen to him.

After a short rest, Mellen regained his energy. After having a hearty breakfast, he went out again.

The black beetle is undoubtedly a very good extraordinary item. Normally, its owner would never throw it away.

But judging from where it first appeared, it might have been used as someone's burial object.

If we think about it from this perspective, then we can undoubtedly greatly narrow the scope of exploration...

For example, the buried person may have been an extraordinary professional during his lifetime. Of course, this possibility is relatively small.

For example, the buried person was a mechanical worker who accidentally or actively obtained the black beetle through some channel. His family did not know how precious it was and thought it was just some kind of exquisite toy, so they buried it with him.

Basically, based on similar conditions, Mellen finally selected eleven more likely targets from many targets and prepared to contact them.

But before that, he still had to confirm one thing.

This was also what he suddenly thought of during his break. Although the black beetle is different from the current mainstream mechanic professional inheritance, it does not mean that the Mechanical Association knows nothing about it.

If he could get relevant information from the Machinery Association, it would save him a lot of effort.

Coincidentally, he still had a VIP certificate from the Machinery Association in his hand. It was given to him by the Steam Chamber of Commerce after he defeated a group of bandits on the steam train when he went to Roland City.

Soon, Mellen arrived at the Mechanical Association in Vero City. After he showed the VIP certificate, he was immediately warmly received.

The waiter first led him to a room with a rather mechanical style, and then soon, a fat middle-aged steward hurried over.

He said respectfully, "Dear guest, I am Mike, the manager of the Mechanical Association. I am very happy to serve you. I have yet to ask you..."

Mellen said, "Mellen."

Manager Mike nodded and said, "Mr. Mellen, what kind of business would you like to handle specifically? Machine customization? Machine repair?"

Mellen said, "Actually, I have some mechanical-related questions and would like to consult the mechanics of the Mechanical Association."

"Problem?" Steward Mike looked at Mellen and said with some embarrassment, "Well, the mechanics are all very busy. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to find time to teach you."

"If you want to learn about mechanics, I recommend going to the Apprentice Academy established by the Mechanical Association. The teachers there are excellent and can answer all your questions."

Mellen curled his lips speechlessly and said, "I'm afraid most people can't answer my question."

Then, without waiting for Steward Mike to say anything else, he added, "Of course I know the mechanic's time is valuable, and I'm willing to pay him accordingly. Moreover, if my question can be answered, I will also offer a generous reward."

Although Manager Mike still had a smile on his face, his tone was already somewhat impatient. He said, "Mr. Mellen, this is not about money..."

Without waiting for Manager Mike to finish speaking, Mellen directly blurted out a number, and the former's words suddenly stopped.

After a pause, Steward Mike said, "Mr. Mellen, are you sure you spent so many gold coins just to ask some questions?"

Mellen nodded and said, "I hope to hire a few more mechanics. Of course, I will pay each of them accordingly."

"Well..." Mike hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll go ask for you. As for whether the mechanics will agree, I can't guarantee it."

Mellen said, "Of course. For every mechanic who agrees, I'm willing to pay an extra 10 gold coins as a reward for Mike's hard work."

A hint of joy flashed across Steward Mike's face. He carefully glanced at the door and said in a low voice, "Mr. Mellen, please rest assured. I know what to do."

Looking at Manager Mike who left in a hurry, Mellen leisurely picked up the tea and started drinking it.

Money makes the world go round. This is a truth that can be applied to everything in the world.

Not long after, Steward Mike returned quickly. He said excitedly, "Mr. Mellen, the four mechanics in the Mechanical Association are very interested in the question you want to ask."

Mellen nodded slightly, knowing that what they were really interested in was the reward he offered, but this was also human nature.

Steward Mike smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Mr. Mellen, this..."

Mellen smiled slightly and took out 40 gold coins and handed them to Manager Mike, who took them and put them away carefully.

As the manager of the Mechanical Association, Manager Mike's income is naturally not low, but 40 gold coins is also a considerable extra income for him.

After getting his share, Manager Mike became even more enthusiastic and led Mellen deeper into the Mechanical Association.

Soon they arrived at a more spacious living room where four mechanics were chatting. The topic they were talking about seemed to be...

Mellen, the fool with lots of money?!

After seeing Mellen, one of them said rudely, "Are you the one who is willing to spend 100 gold coins just to ask a question? For the sake of the gold coins, please ask quickly. I will do my best to answer you."

The other three also looked at Mellen with strange expressions, as if they were looking at some rare species.

Mellen glanced at Manager Mike, who understood what he meant, bowed slightly, and left immediately.

After Manager Mike left, Mellen carefully looked at the four mechanics in front of him. They were all wearing the uniform of the Mechanical Association, with star symbols on their chests representing their identity and professional level. One was second-level and three were first-level.

Mellen didn't hesitate too much and directly took out the black beetle and asked, "Mechanics, do you recognize this thing?"