Indescribable cyberpunk

On the corner of the table, a pure white candle burned.

The dim yellow light from the thumb-sized flame spread as far as possible, but in the end it only barely illuminated nearly half of the room.

Someone was sitting at his desk, holding a quill in his hand, writing something constantly.

His left hand is holding an open ancient scroll. The paper contains hieroglyphs arranged neatly in segments. On the outside of his right hand are many open books. Most of them also have hieroglyphs. However, Most of them are paragraphs composed of words commonly used in fantasy realms, such as an introduction to the former.

The person who wrote often moved his head back and forth, looking at the scroll for a while, holding the pen to write hieroglyphics for a while, and then looking for similar descriptions according to the books on the other side. Perhaps because it was too difficult, his brows were always frowning.

"It's really troublesome. If I had known there was so much content, I shouldn't have asked for help. Wouldn't it be nice to read it after the translation is finished? Hiss~ Damn it, the wound is still not healed. It's all that bastard's fault. Wait until I enter the tea room Wouldn’t it be nice to come out again?”

Covering the wound on the back of his shoulder, the man cursed softly.

In the corridor next door, Zhu Jue was leaning against the wall, eavesdropping on the sounds in the room.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jue immediately confirmed that his perception was correct. The person in the room was the person who was shot into the house with his sword in the afternoon and then fled into the big library.

"Your luck is really bad!"

Walking slowly to the door, since there are cultists in the room, it proves that there is indeed a problem here.

The scavenger surged out from the palm, wrapped around the door handle, and penetrated along the keyhole.

Pata~ Pata~

Footsteps sounded on the other side of the stairs.

Zhu Jue paused, quickly withdrew his hand, turned around and pushed open the window behind him, supported the window frame with one hand and climbed out. The scavenger emerged and fixed his body firmly to the wall outside the window.

The sound is gradually getting closer.

After waiting for less than half a minute, Zhu Jue heard a knock on the door and the creak of the door opening.

"How's the progress?"

The seat where the previous translator was sitting was now occupied by someone else, stroking the ancient scroll with his fingers.

"Sorry, those words are quite difficult to translate. I have only managed to translate a small part of them in the past few days. We have never seen those words before, and those classics taken from the library can only be used as For reference, the information cannot be given clearly. I asked the ancient literature scholars in Fantasyland, but they could not give a clear response. If manual translation continues, according to the current progress, it will take at least three days to translate all the contents. months."

The man's wound was affected when he bent down, and his face turned pale. He stood in front of the table and spoke carefully.

"This situation will not last long. After the plan is completed, we will return to the real world. At that time, it will naturally be taken back for translation through other methods. What is the situation on the Dream Eater side?"

He took out a square box from his arms and opened it to contain a silver-white ring. He brushed the scroll and put everything on the table inside.

As a priest, he cannot carry any property on his body, and can only carry the space ring in his arms.

"If nothing else goes wrong, it should be all wiped out. Leonard and others seemed to have found a very powerful helper. They killed nearly half of the Dream Eaters in a short period of time. The injuries on my body were also caused by him."

Recalling the scene at that time, even though several hours have passed, it still makes people's hearts tremble.

"Have I not already found someone to warn you in advance, why are you still injured?"

His gaze stayed on the other person's shoulder, showing no concern, just blaming him.

"When the plan is implemented tomorrow, everyone will have their own place. I don't want you to have problems then."

"Please rest assured that there will definitely be no problems."

After putting in so much effort and seeing the harvest coming, how could you give up at this time because of some injuries? He paused and said hesitantly,

"We have negotiated cooperation with the Dream Eaters this time, but we have left them alone at this time. Although we used people from the Dream Brigade as a cover, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not cause trouble afterwards. After all, they control the space rift. when."

"You leave first and meet other people in the city to prepare the next plan. You must act in advance."

He was not in the mood to talk about this kind of thing with a subordinate now. He didn't even mean to answer the conversation and just changed the topic casually.

"Understood, I'll inform them right away."

He had no intention of continuing the topic he just mentioned, and just walked back and left in a respectful manner.

He didn't dare to raise his head until he retreated to the corridor and closed the door.

Finally there was no need to hide the malice in his eyes.

That disgusting old guy, one day, his position will be replaced by me!

With dark thoughts, he clenched his fists and left along the right side of the corridor, not noticing the mass of brown gravel following him.

When the footsteps were gone, the people in the room first breathed a sigh of relief, then opened the space ring that had not been taken back, and placed part of the translated manuscript and the part that had been translated by the subordinates who had been busy all afternoon on the table. Careful review.

Not long after, his body trembled slightly as if it had been electrified, and he immediately collapsed on the bench. Suddenly, as if he saw something extraordinary, he raised his hands to cover his cheeks.

It was so hard that his face was distorted by the fingers.

"Now is not the time, maybe I shouldn't try. No, when the plan is over, I will return to the real world, where there will be no more opportunities. Great Father, I hope you can forgive me for my selfishness. I think To get closer to you, no longer in this dirty and weak human body."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and walked around the long table. Not to leave, but to walk to the bookshelf on the side of the house. He squatted down and opened several long drawers at the bottom of the bookshelf, took out a cloth wrap and opened it.

There was a vessel containing some kind of liquid, a larger paintbrush, and several special crystal powders.

First, take out a portion of the crystal powder and put it into the vessel, and mix it with the brown liquid inside. After stirring for a few times, the color of the liquid changes to deep black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dip a paintbrush into some of it, turn around and lift up the blanket that was originally on the floor.

There were some shallow marks on the marble floor under the candlelight, and it was obvious that several special activities had been carried out before.

He followed the familiar path and re-drawn a special magic circle by following the traces that had not yet dissipated.

He placed his hands in the center of the magic circle and began to chant softly in an ancient language. He retracted his hands midway and grabbed a handful of crystal powder and threw it upwards.

The first handful of crystal dust fluttered down under the candlelight, and disappeared after entering the magic circle.

A wind suddenly rose from the center of the magic circle, blowing open the singer's robe, and the corners swayed violently, making a hunting sound.

The runes around the circle lit up one by one, and the chanting continued.

The second handful of crystal dust rose up, this time they no longer fell, but were suspended in mid-air, resembling a haze-like existence.

The singer stood up, breathing suddenly and heavily, holding his head half up, and sucked all the crystal dust into his nose.

The next second, his body began to tremble unconsciously, his hands dropped to his sides, and suddenly twisted into a strange posture, and his body began to sway.

The skin gradually festered in the next moment. At first, there were dark green pustules. When they cracked, disgusting liquid began to cover the whole body. Then the hands were no longer hands, and the feet under the robe also changed. The head on top of this indescribable body can no longer be seen directly by humans.

Its eyes turned scarlet, and a large number of dark green tentacles sprouted from its mouth. It muttered a special language. At a certain moment, it suddenly bent down, grabbed the last handful of dust and sprinkled it into the open space in front of it.

Then the air began to fluctuate violently, and the crystal dust suddenly began to change under the pull of some unknown force from a disordered state, and finally moved closer to a special image.

Their bodies are like barrels with wrinkles one after another. From the middle of the barrel, thin tentacles extend horizontally like spokes on a wheel. There are protruding knob-like objects on the top and bottom of the barrel. From the knobs, there are Five long flat arms stretch out, and the long arms taper at the end, like a starfish

"Great Ancient One, please forgive me for contacting you presumptuously. This is a sacrifice given to you. I want to gain knowledge from you on how to transcend the shackles of human beings!"

It was clearly in the form of a monster, but it said strange words about transcending human beings, and the sacrifices he took out were gems of various colors, piled up in the center of the circle.

The ancient man was hovering in mid-air, the tentacles on his head swinging from side to side, and the glowing orange crystal ball at the top flashing, as if he was sizing up whether the things in the magic circle were to his liking.

After a long time, there was another wave of fluctuation in the air.

"No need. Wait, I have other things, please don't leave!"

The monster was a little panicked. He thought he was well prepared. He thought that this ancient race was always interested in crystal stones that could strengthen the soul, but now the clear message of rejection in his mind made him realize that he completely wanted to Wrong. In panic, I wanted to take out other things in the space ring to try to save it.

But the patience of the Ancients was limited.

After only staying for about ten seconds, the figure in mid-air began to become illusory until it returned to calm.

The monster who was still taking something out of the space ring stood frozen on the spot.

Everything he had finally prepared failed in vain.

Not even any compensation.

"Why did you only stay for so few seconds? Why!"

The already chaotic spirit went to extremes in annoyance, and the monster stepped on the magic circle on the ground with some madness.

You Zi was not relieved and started to smash other things in the room.

Bang!

The door suddenly opened at this moment.

There is a man with silver lines all over his body standing in the corridor, with a long knife of gravel condensing in his hand!