In the eastern part of Ansu, deep in the deep underground palace, Belltira Augustus walked into a special room covered with various runes and mysterious symbols.

Compared to the spaciousness of the rest of the underground palace, this room can be described as narrow and narrow. There is no home furnishing in the room that is only two or three meters long and wide. Only a magic crystal stone lamp is quietly embedded in the middle of the roof. Under the brilliance of the magic crystal stone lamp, you can see the walls, ground, and roofs of the room, and the runes of the eternal sleeper.

Belltila came to the center of the room and waved her hand at will. From behind her, the slight sound of the door locking came, and the invisible magic barrier closed, completely isolated the entire room from the outside.

Then she quietly looked around the mysterious and complex runes in the room, gently slowed down her breathing, and released her magic power.

The runes in the room light up one by one, and began to change slightly light and dark regularly. At the hem of the priest's skirt that wiped away all sacred symbols, the plant structure that looked like vines and roots also stretched and spread. With the sound, the vines and a circle of runes on the floor slowly merged...

Belltila opened her eyes and saw a middle-aged man in a black robe, strong and serious face standing in front of her.

The black robe is different from the pure black robe that all the ends of the world often wear. It has more complex structure and also has runes and symbolic silk threads on the surface, which is more like a fusion product of the magic robe and the priest robe.

Belltila knew that the man in front of her was not really standing in front of her. It was just a phantom cast into her senses. The serious and steady face of the middle-aged man may not be the true appearance of the other person, but it is more likely to be just a product of imagination. This is the method that the Eternal Sleeper is best at, and she has long been used to it.

"I hope this communication will not have any irrelevant interference again," Belltila said lightly, "Have you concluded the situation we encountered last time?"

In her sight, the middle-aged man whose body might be thousands of miles away nodded slightly: "It has been concluded that your communication has not been contaminated or invaded."

Belltila's brow raised slightly: "This conclusion doesn't make me feel at ease."

"Don't hurry, there is a detailed interpretation," the serious middle-aged man continued, with a sense of reliability in his tone. "The mental projection technology is a very high-level secret technique, and its principles are extremely reliable. However, as a new technology, it does have certain flaws. When the user receives the projection, the mental impression will be amplified, and activities in the field of consciousness will produce unexpected phenomena. Training eternal sleepers can rely on spells and willpower to offset this influence. However, people who have not learned the eternal sleep secret technique may create sounds and images that should not exist in the mind."

Belltila frowned: "You mean, that 'invader' is just what I imagined?"

"It is true, but we have no intention of offending, just because it is true," said the middle-aged man calmly. "Ms. Belltila, please recall whether there are similar imaginations or concerns in your heart. Even if there are possible concerns in the subconscious, in the process of spiritual input, those things hidden deep in your heart will emerge. Please remember carefully whether what you have seen is what you have imagined?"

The Bellti Ramen surface is as deep as water.

She imagined that scene: Roland Augustus suddenly appeared in front of him, and his most intimate and respected brother questioned himself angrily, saying that he was disappointed by his choice, and even raised his sword...

She doesn't think she will be troubled by similar "shadows" now, and she doesn't think she has been worried about similar scenes.

But... what about the subconscious? What about the deepest part of the subconscious? Even if she has completely controlled her deep thoughts, the individuals she has devoured in the past seven centuries... have their souls and memories accidentally mixed with their own memories, and then a little hidden danger?

She began to analyze calmly, and the calmer she analyzed, the more she thought there was a certain probability.

Maybe in a dream that has been deleted by myself, in a nightmare, I really dreamed that my brother was so angry that he came to life and then raised his sword to chop people...

"Okay, I accept this statement," she finally exhaled gently and stared at the middle-aged man in front of her. "Then I want to confirm, will this phenomenon occur in the future?"

The middle-aged man nodded meticulously: "I can't guarantee that it will not appear 100%, but if the user is mentally prepared in advance and gives him enough psychological hints, the chance of the 'extra phantom' can be greatly reduced."

Seeing that there seemed to be a trace of doubt on Augustus's face, the middle-aged man straightened his back slightly, and his face showed a proud but unquestionable look: "Ms. Belletella, you don't have to doubt that the Eternal Sleepers have always attached importance to the interests of their allies. We analyzed the problems you encountered with the most professional attitude. What I just said is the conclusions personally studied and made by the Supreme Security Supervisor of the Cult, the Master of Mind Network, and Bishop Daniel. Any Eternal Sleepers will prove to you the wisdom and meticulousness of this master."

Bell pulled his arm in front of him: "I've heard of this name, and I have no more questions."

"So, I wish you a happy day."

The images and sounds projected in consciousness disappeared, and Belltila immediately closed the magic circle in the room.

"Is it just a subconscious fantasy..."

The female principal whispered to herself, and then a layer of coldness appeared on her face.

What the Eternal Midnight said might be true. What she saw that night was probably just a phantom, but she still didn't want to completely relieve herself.

From now on, if necessary, she decided not to use the "spiritual cast" device.

...

In the private lounge of the Imperial Capital of Tifeng, Daniel in black robes woke up from meditation and blinked slightly.

He received a message from a lower-level priest in the sect and knew that the negotiations with "Beltira Augustus" had ended successfully.

The cautious and cunning goddess may not believe it completely, but she will believe most of it. At least, the effect required by the master is definitely achieved.

The rest time is almost over, and meditating for too long may attract unnecessary snooping.

Daniel glanced at the mechanical clock hanging on the wall not far away, then stood up.

The artificial nerve cord squirmed slightly behind him, and then stayed in a position that would not cause discomfort very much. The old mage felt energetic and in a very good state.

The crazy noise and tingling have not appeared for a long time. Even though I rarely look at those "pleasure patterns" recently, there are no signs of recurrence of headaches and auditory hallucinations.

"Thank you for your gift..."

Daniel almost used to whisper to himself, and then left the lounge.

Along the way, the mages of lower levels bowed their heads to pay tribute to him, the craftsmen with low status took the initiative to avoid him, and scholars and assistants bowed to him.

But Daniel rarely responded to these greetings. He just walked quickly through the corridor and finally came to a project laboratory he was currently paying attention to.

In the spacious and bright laboratory, dozens of craftsmen, mages or assistants in short robes were busy everywhere, with long tables filled with scrolls, calculation tools, and writing materials arranged around the room. On the large laboratory bench in the center of the room, you can see complex structures of mechanical devices and magic devices being opened, as if they were half-finished products.

This is a completely different environment from the traditional wizard laboratory. It is more like a workshop of some kind of engineering and alchemy than a place to study the mysteries of magic. In fact, even within this Imperial Arts Association, there are only one research venues like this.

In other laboratories, it is rare to see the lowest-level craftsmen also participate in the research and development of magic devices. Although Emperor Rosetta set up such a facility for wise people to work together, the strict hierarchy, the division of extraordinary people, and the barrier of talent are still deeply rooted in everyone's heart. Only in the project led by Daniel himself, this barrier was forcibly eliminated due to the strength of the old wizard himself.

This was a simulation of what he saw in the Origin Laboratory and the "magic technician" system.

"Master Daniel," a busy craftsman on the lab table noticed the arrival of the old wizard and immediately saluted, "You are here."

Daniel nodded and looked at the mechanical parts on the lab bench: "How is it going?"

The craftsman looked nervous and bent over and nodded repeatedly: "We are trying to achieve the rotation of the two rear wheels separately. We have no idea yet, but it should be soon, it's soon..."

Daniel looked at the craftsman in front of him who had outstanding mechanical talents but was accustomed to bowing due to environmental influences. He frowned slightly, but said nothing.

He just glanced at the semi-finished products on the laboratory bench and nodded slightly: "Don't be impatient, it's more important to be rigorous."

Then his eyes swept around and saw several sketches nailed to the edge of the wooden frame on a shelf not far away.

On those drawings, something is depicted that is still in the conceptual stage:

A vehicle that is driven by a repulsive mechanism, transmits power by mechanical devices, and can travel without relying on animal power.

When Daniel followed the master's order to Aldernan to show the magic net skills to the rulers of the empire, he also brought some other techniques.

This includes a simple power machine driven by repulsive runes.

The master hopes to use these basic technologies to accelerate the "industrial upheaval" of Qifeng, and these basic technologies have indeed achieved the expected results, but as they enter the sight of Qifeng technical workers, subsequent development will become inevitable.

The principle of the repulsive mechanism is not complicated, and the simplest things such as gears, levers, bearings, etc. have long existed. When the craftsmen and mages of the Imperial Arts Association were opened up by the magical "repulsive mechanism", they would naturally think of using this thing in more fields.

Today, Tifeng's self-produced magic engine has been used in mining machines and spinning machines and looms. Merchants and nobles are lying on the machines, counting gold coins like running water, while more visionary smart people are thinking about the further development of the machines. A court consultant realized that factory operations will inevitably have higher requirements for transportation. At the suggestion of this court consultant, Rosetta Augustus ordered the Industrial Association to develop a means of transportation powered by magic machines.

Daniel happily took over this task and as a "very talented genius mage" in the field of magic machinery, he formed this engineering laboratory.

Then he stuck the project just right. There are so many links to the project. Differential, speed change, transmission, braking, dispersion, shock absorption... Daniel has seen complete magic car information in the Origin Laboratory, so he is confident that he will card this project for three to five years, and it will not arouse anyone's suspicion.

He was waiting for his master's next order, waiting for the order that he could "invent" or "imitate" the magic car.
Chapter completed!