Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 724 - 99: Audience Protocols 2

"Thank you for clearing things up."

Ethan suddenly understood.

Although he was not yet a student of the Truth Society, the event he was investigating perfectly matched Professor Karl's description.

According to this theory, he just needed to wait patiently from now on.

And instinct told him that the destruction of the City of Truth could not be separated from the God of Truth.

"By the way, Professor Karl."

Ethan suddenly thought of something, "If there were a travel ticket to the City of Truth, would you like to take a look over there?"

"Are you serious?"

Professor Karl didn't hesitate; he stood up from his chair in excitement, almost ready to hug Ethan's leg.

"Of course."

Ethan wrote down the address of the manor, "If you are willing, you might need to do some preparation work as well."

"Just say the word!"

Professor Karl's eyes widened, and he had made up his mind that even if it was a one-way ticket, he would do it without hesitation. He had preserved the collection of books left by his ancestors, met the God of Truth, and enjoyed three years of carefree time. If there was any unfulfilled wish, it was probably that he couldn't witness the conclusion of the City of Truth within his lifetime.

The philosopher of the empire had spent the latter half of his life building an ideal country, but the end was abrupt, becoming an unsolvable mystery.

More than anyone else, he longed to know what happened to the starship and why the City of Truth severed contact with the philosopher, who never set foot in the ideal nation again after that.

"It's simple."

Ethan said, "Come to this address at 11 p.m., bring a bottle of sleeping magic potion, and a large golden bird will greet you on the first floor. Do not be afraid; she is called Miss Keroy, gentle in nature, and never pecks at people."

He thought of a new idea.

"Apart from that, Professor Karl, have you heard of role-playing?"

"Are you referring to the guidelines left by the Hunting Goddess?"

Professor Karl said, "As mentors of the society, we need to have knowledge of other paths of cultivation. We hope that students can fully understand the world they live in."

"Think of this journey as a real dreamscape; perhaps you can play the part of the writer well."

In Ethan's view, no one was more suitable than Professor Karl. On the other hand, he had already disappeared in the empire for three years, and even colleagues from the Truth Society believed he had died under Church Court persecution. Thus, even if the "uninvited guests" mentioned by Little Dark entered his dreamscape, they wouldn't recognize Professor Karl.

Since they couldn't learn the truth in a short time, why not let the "dreamscape" unfold according to its original trajectory?

"No problem, absolutely no problem!"

Professor Karl, excited, paced back and forth in the study, eager to step into the "Consensus Stele."

He even wished to skip the entire day and go straight to the night.

...

Sanctuary, evening.

Zhuang Xiao was awakened by her alarm clock, turned over, and turned off the phone alarm, whose default ringtone reminded her the new day's work was about to begin.

She had gradually become accustomed to the life of repeatedly hopping back and forth in the dreamscape, even the headache that arose from cutting out of the dreamscape had become bearable.

And now, after a simple wash, she was going to inject a dose in Merlin's office.

About a minute later, she would awaken from the other side of the "dreamscape," sometimes in the manager's office of the personnel department of Pioneer Technology, other times in her own large apartment's bed, a bustling and wonderful city, only to be fully booked by "work" on the fourth day.

She needed to increase her chances of meeting Lindong, but visiting directly was too presumptuous and might arouse suspicion, so she needed to utilize the company's resources to organize an event for family participation, plan the content, set the time, and then send an invitation to Lindong.

However, today the sanctuary seemed a bit unusual, much quieter than usual.

The corridors lit by fluorescent lights showed no pedestrians; only a small group of sanctuary residents gathered in the "Otherworld Radio" area, and they were in low spirits. For since the "dreamscape" experiment began, they had not heard the latest news from the "Otherworld" for quite some time.

This was because Ethan hadn't used the guild handbook for some time and had not contacted other guild members either.

In a way, under the influence of the dreamscape, they all became somewhat recluse-like.

Sleeping all day in their rooms and staying up all night in the "dreamscape."

Zhuang Xiao smiled; at least in terms of living habits, she and Ethan had found some common ground.

But her good mood didn't last long; as she walked into the department's entrance, she heard the intense quarrel inside Merlin's office. Chen Qi had a loud voice, with a temper as irritable as ever, shouting and the sound of slamming tables.

"Don't think I don't know what you're planning behind my back!"

Zhuang Xiao listened with her ear to the office's closed door, easily imagining Chen Qi pointing at Merlin's nose and yelling.

"Sorry, Director, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Merlin, on the other hand, remained as unflappable as ever, not even flinching under wrath, Zhuang Xiao suspected that even if Chen Qi got carried away and punched his nose, Merlin wouldn't make anything of it.

The longer Zhuang Xiao spent time with Merlin, the more she felt he was not a normal person.