July 18th.
In Joseph's Cafe in the 7th school district, Wu Ze and Ling Hua sat facing each other by the window.
On the table were two cups of coffee, a cup of sundaes, and a few plates of snacks.
It had been two days since Ling Hua had joined them.
But looking at Ling Hua's smiling face and unceremoniously enjoying the dessert, it was as if they had been together for two months.
Her attitude changed very quickly and she had accepted everything from the bottom of her heart.
In terms of mental fortitude, it was even better than the Bee-eating Prayers.
Currently, there were three members of the Factory.
As for the remaining four, he wasn't in a hurry. His attention was drawn to an urban legend.
"Fantasy Hand? It's just an urban legend."
Ling Hua stuck out her tongue and licked the remaining ice cream on her lips. She casually picked up the dessert on the table and tasted it.
She had more or less figured out Wu Ze's personality. It wasn't complicated at all. As long as he didn't disobey his orders, he would be just like the big brother next door. It didn't matter if he joked around casually.
Wu Ze looked at the busy streets outside the window, and his eyes shone with the light of 'interest'.
"Then where did urban legends come from?”
Ling Hua tilted her head.
"Do you want to discuss the principle of Old Ma Doctrine?”
"Since you've learned it before, it's easy.”
"Well, I've only understood it before, but I don't know the details.”
Ling Hua held a chocolate bar between her thumb and index finger and waved it at Wu Ze like a little girl.
If one did not know her true identity, one would probably be bewitched by her cute appearance.
Wu Ze sighed and changed his posture."
" Regardless of whether it's ghosts or gods, they are all products that originate from reality and are obtained by distorting reality. Therefore, no matter how ridiculous an urban legend was, it must have a realistic origin.”
"Are you trying to say that urban legends are exaggerated and adapted based on certain facts?”
"You can understand it that way."
Ling Hua nodded.
"So you plan to find the root cause? But you said it yourself, this is just an exaggeration of reality. The real reality might just be a boring little thing.”
Hazer was a little mysterious. He had guessed that she would say this, so he took out a few pages of white paper filled with words and pictures from a document bag and threw them in front of Ling Hua.
"This is some evidence regarding the Fantasy Imperial Hand.”
Ling Hua put down the sundae in her hand and picked up the information to browse through.
The angle of the pictures was recorded by the cameras on the streets.
This kind of information would not be made public unless one had extremely high authority or hacked into the system.
Of course, Ling Hua didn't doubt that this person who could talk to Aresta on equal terms would be able to get even more confidential information.
However, since he had such high authority, he might have only one purpose for deliberately telling him the information and asking him to help him find it.
"Is this a test of my ability?"
Ling Hua asked without reservation.
After two days of interaction, Ling Hua knew that her master's thoughts were sometimes different from ordinary people. If she used normal thinking to speculate, she would instead fall into the trap he set.
Therefore, instead of guessing, it was better to ask directly. After all, this master would not be disgusted by a " student " who asked without knowing anything.
Wu Ze shrugged. He knew what Ling Hua was thinking.
"I have an agreement with Aresta. As long as I don't break the agreement, I'm just an ordinary leader of the Dark Group. This information was obtained by hacking into the system, but I don't have the privileges you think.”
"Eh ~~~"
Ling Hua deliberately dragged out the last syllable. She was surprised by Wu Ze's answer.
He clearly had the right to talk to Aresta on equal terms, but he was willing to be an ordinary leader of the Dark Group. Why was that?
Moreover, after spending two days together, she had completely believed that Fog was a Magician and that magic existed in this world.
Even the theory that the school city was twenty years ahead of the outside world couldn't explain the " ability " that Wu Ze had used. Furthermore, Wu Ze had used " additional memory sharing " to connect her with the Bee Eater, allowing her to see some of the things that happened during the year that Wu Ze and the Bee Eater had spent together.
There were many things that couldn't be explained by scientific theories.
In addition, their one year of interaction was more convincing than her two days of experience.
Due to various reasons, she had been " forced " to accept the fact that " magic exists in the world."
Therefore, she was very interested in the reason why such a 'great' sorcerer was willing to come to the school city to be the leader of the Dark Group.
After asking Foggy Marsh, he only got one reply: "For pleasure! For the beautiful girl!"
Ling Hua found it hard to believe this absurd reason, but she had to.
After all, he was a mage. It was not surprising that he had all kinds of strange ideas.
After Ling Hua finished reading the information, she skimmed through it and remembered a few important locations and events. She then asked Wu Ze,"
"Then you want me to get rid of the person behind Fantasy Mitaru?”
"No."
Wu Ze shook his head and continued,"
"I hope you can bring back the person behind the scenes. The Factory needs this kind of talent.”
"Are you interested in the Fantasy Imperial Hand? There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world.”
When he heard this, he chuckled lightly. He did not immediately reply, but instead took out an MP3 player from his folder and placed it on the table. He then played the only piece of music inside.
The melodious tune surprised Ling Hua.
"This is it?"
"Yes, this is the Fantasy Imperial Hand. How do you feel?"
"How do you feel? It feels a little out of place."
Ling Hua closed her eyes and tried to describe her feelings, but she couldn't find the right words to describe them.
That was until Fog gave an explanation.
"The principle of syncope. Through sound stimulation, it would affect the other senses, and then through the five senses to interfere with the brain, it would forcefully change the user's brainwaves, and finally connect all the users 'AIDs to form a huge network.”
"I see. Using a huge network to deal with the computing load of the user's ability, is that why I feel that my ability has improved? However, it doesn't seem to have any effect on Level4.”
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