"It's this thing." In the disrepaired basement, rows of bookshelves were displayed, covered with dust and spider webs. The old servant found a wooden box from a pile of old papers and handed it over.

Fang Zhukong touched it with his hands and felt something heavy, as if it was filled with something. He looked at the box. The texture of willow wood was grayish white, and a layer of insect-proof wax was painted. From the outside, it looked ordinary.

Just like the common wooden box used to store materials and instruments, there are many such things in the Craftsman Association, which do not look like it is filled with precious things.

Fang Zhu looked around.

In the darkness, a section of drainage pipe seemed to have broken, and rainwater poured back into the room, forming sludge and water accumulation. The air was filled with the smell of moss, but it was still obvious that this place was a magic lab with complete facilities, with a complete variety of workbenches and a magic array.

However, at this moment, the gold and mitral embedded in the formation had been taken away, leaving only a bare formation base, and various instruments were swept away, leaving behind some valuable bottles and jars.

Some of them contain organs from magical creatures, but the anticorrosion liquid inside has already evaporated, or it has been broken and dried up by someone. The biomass materials have long been corrupted and are black in the jar.

There were also some parts stacked on the workbench, which looked like part of the unfinished magic device. Square roving recognized several moving joints, roughly part of the assembly, and some others he could not recognize.

These things were so crippled with insects, with holes on the surface, and a thin layer of debris and insect feces underneath. Although it can be seen that someone has tried his best to maintain them, classified them and sorted them out carefully, it still cannot save them from their fate that one day turned into dust.

He suddenly understood why the other party didn't seem to care much about the things in the laboratory. Because sooner or later, everything here will turn into dust and return to the soil.

"The things in the box are Mr. Ash's works during his lifetime, completed or unfinished," recalled the old servant. "After Mr. Ash's death, his students took up his works during his lifetime, numbered them one by one, and this is one of them..."

Fang Yu just raised the box and saw the number below. It was a strange character. It should be ‘5’ when translated into Arabic numerals.

"What's this?" he asked.

"I don't know either, but the man who gave it to me said, 'This thing doesn't mean much to the magician, but if one day Sir Mawei comes back here, I can hand it over to him.'" The old man sighed, "I didn't expect that twenty years have passed in a flash. I didn't wait for Sir Mawei, but my daughter came here..."

"Mr. Jazz has gone to the Second World and is still missing," Fang Rong felt it was necessary to explain to Sir Mawei. "My daughter and I came here to go to the Second World in the future to find his whereabouts."

The old servant nodded. Actually, Silmide had mentioned this to him before.

Fang Yu opened the box and saw a piece of black velvet cloth inside. When he turned on the velvet cloth, he saw a dark crystal placed below. He was slightly stunned. Is this the elemental crystal? the core crystal? or...?

In Aitalia, although there are ordinary crystals, most crystals and gems are products of magic gathering, such as moonstone, beryl and purple orthogonal crystal, respectively, representing different elemental attributes and are collectively called magic crystals.

Magic crystals are naturally suitable for magic cores or energy storage containers used to make magic supplies. Most of them can even be directly inserted into the slot of the magic furnace after being polished.

But since the other party said that the box was Mr. Ash's work, Fang Ling would definitely not think that the dark crystal was a natural magic crystal. He carefully flipped the crystal over and looked at it, and indeed found several silver metal circuits below it.

As mentioned earlier, the magic crystal used as energy storage can be used naturally, so the crystal embedded in the metal circuit is mostly a kind of magic core - the elemental core in the magic furnace. The core crystals of the structural body all belong to this category, but the square leopard cannot tell which category this crystal belongs to for a while.

Not that he can't recognize it.

Instead, only when the core crystal is inserted into the magic device can the craftsman check its internal circuit through the magic interface left in advance and analyze its specific purpose. Just like he had checked the large Oshuman machine before.

Injecting magic directly into an item is a talent that only magic creatures possess, not the power of ordinary people. If Miss Tata was not an artificial dragon soul, you could have a try.

After all, goblins are also the most famous among magical creatures.

Fang Zhu checked the crystal up and down, and then confirmed that he could not find any useful information, then put it away again, and then asked Alisa to bring the previous guild's convener.

Derek was standing far away, looking very weak and sluggish due to excessive blood loss. Luo Yu had asked him to take some of the cheapest recovery potions sold in Laila Temple orally. His chest injury was slowly recovering under the action of the potion, but it was still very painful.

Moreover, those people removed the energy storage crystal of his magic furnace and lost his magic power. He was no different from ordinary people. Even if he didn't have any pain, it was impossible for him to escape, so he acted honestly.

He also thought it clear that if these people torture themselves, he would self-dispel the Xinghui and resurrect him, and he would not suffer that sin. But if these people just wanted to ask him something irrelevant - just like before, then he would not mind the opportunity to live his life.

After all, starlight is still very precious.

But if these people plan to kill him... then he has no choice.

But Derek saw the old servant handing a box to those people from afar, and his heart was jumping, and an idea came out subconsciously - they were here to find something, so it was difficult not to associate with the box when he saw it.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, the little dwarf behind him pushed him behind him and said in a bad voice: "Past."

Derek followed the good, and did not resist, but stared at the box and walked over.

But he didn't expect that the woman in front of him took out a hand gun, pulled the hammer, pressed the gun against his forehead, and asked, "What are you looking for? What's the use of it for you?"

Derek opened his mouth but didn't make a sound. He didn't expect that the other party would ask such a core question as soon as he came up, which made him unable to delay time - this is different from asking him about his origin and his subordinates.

After all, the union is not a secret. Besides, everyone is wearing the union's battle robe. But the other party is asking about the secrets of the guild, and he wants to say that unless he doesn't plan to get on in the guild.

"As long as you answer this question, we can't let you leave alive," Miss Nightingale deliberately pretended to be cold. "Killing is no good for us, and Starlight is precious, I hope you understand. And you are the only one here, no one will know what you said, and we will naturally not promote it everywhere."

Derek hesitated for a while, but finally shook his head with difficulty. Although the other party had removed his magic furnace, the recording crystal on the equipment naturally failed. But this was a world with gods and real magical powers. He really wanted to say that he could not pass the realm of Honesty after he returned.

Alisa's eyes showed disappointment.

"Wait!" Derek shouted, but it was too late, Miss Nightingale had pulled the trigger.

With a loud bang, the ranger fell backwards, and a little white light immediately appeared on his body.

Fang Zhu looked at the corpse in the pool of blood and felt a little reluctant. In fact, there was no need for them to kill each other. As Alisa said, killing people was not good for them.

But just letting the other party leave like this, he was afraid that the guild would have doubts about their purpose. He wanted to make everything seem natural and let the other party naturally suspect that they had taken away what the other party wanted.

"Old man," Fang Yu turned around and said to the old servant: "Next, you should leave this place first. I know you care about the academy left by Mr. Ash, but don't worry, those people will not be able to demolish this place after you leave."

He himself is the caller.

Naturally, it is clear about the habits of the summoners.

In the eyes of the caller, ‘Ash’s manuscript’ is an important task item. Whether it is robbing or deceiving, the means are not important to those people. What is important is to ‘take’ this ‘task item’ from everyone’s hands.

But after losing this important task item, the old servant, as an indigenous person, should be an insignificant part of the other party's eyes. Fang Yu asked him to leave and avoid it for a while, just to prevent accidents.

As for the academy itself, the convener guild would not care even more. They might come here to search again, but no matter how they flatten Holfin Academy, they are all feeling uncomfortable with themselves.

The caller will never do anything extra.

Now that the 'question item' is on him, what the other party has to do is to take this quest chain back from them - before they 'complete the quest' and get the final benefit.

Although the so-called ‘Ash’s manuscript’ may not exist at all.

But that doesn't matter. Fang Yu now wants the other party to think that this thing exists.

Of course, they will immediately stay away from this place. Fang Ling is not afraid of trouble, but she will not cause trouble by herself. He has already asked Miss Tata to return to the Qihai Traveler and notified the Big Cat Man to prepare for departure.

When you arrive at the Qihai Traveler, let the people from that guild go to find you slowly.

But it was at this moment that Fang Yu saw a text popping up on his light screen:

"Brother Ed, someone is looking for you, you'd better come up and take a look."

It was a message from Jita.

...

Back on the ground, Fang Yu was a little surprised that the person who came to find them turned out to be one of the two young people from the Daytime Craftsmen Association, to be precise, the companion of Yayo.

The other party held the tree, looking out of breath. Even on the low-temperature winter night, he was sweating profusely, and obviously he ran all the way. When the other party saw Fang Zhu appear, he immediately shouted in a daze:

"...Not good, Mr. Aid, those people you messed with during the day... They gathered in the city and planned to take revenge on you..."

He gasped for two times and continued, "...I know their identities. They are a guild of the Saints who are called "Death Arrival". I heard from the president that it is a very famous Saints who are in the area... By the way, it is also the president who tells us the information that the other party is mobilizing..."

Fang Yu had already known this information, and the other party would take revenge, which was also under his imagination.

However, those calls caused such a big disturbance that actually alarmed the attention of the Tagri Craftsmen Association, which was a bit beyond his expectations.

After he pondered for a moment, he thought of a possibility that the other party might have a floating ship.

In Tagri, which has a population of tens of thousands, the mobilization of hundreds of Saint Selected people is not at all noticeable, and only when floating ships are dispatched will it attract the attention of the indigenous people.

"The empire is really not simple..." Fang Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. At this moment, in the Duchy of Hart, a small guild had its own floating ship. Although the Aoshu people established their country with magic skills, floating ships were much more common here.

But this alone is enough to illustrate the strength of the first division.

But compared to these, what really surprised Fang Rong was that this young man traveled through the winter forest alone in the middle of the night and traveled thousands of miles to inform them about this. This made him feel good about the other party and the Tagri Craftsmen Association.

He didn't seem too panic, he just calmed down the other party first, and then asked, "Did the president ask you to inform us?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "The president did not say it clearly," the young man shook his head, "But Yayo told me that this is what the president will mean, otherwise he would not have to notify us at all. Yayo asked me to inform you, and he is now watching those people..."

Too adventurous.

Fang Yu did not agree with the other party's actions, but the convener would not take an indigenous person seriously, let alone in the city, Yayo should be safe.

But he accidentally learned something else from the other party.

Before this young man set out, the guild had sent a predecessor group with a large number of people. It was just that the convener was not as familiar with the forest as the indigenous people. The young man came here to take a shortcut, and even if the other party took a step forward, he might have just arrived near Holfin Academy.

This is important news.

No wonder this young man ran over so quickly.

Fang Rong replied: "I understand. Thank you very much, but you can go back first, because it will become unsafe here soon. Also, I would like to thank me for the Aiyou and the President. I originally planned to say goodbye to them in person, but now I don't have a chance."

The young man was stunned for a moment: "Then you..."

"Don't worry about us."

Fang Yu opens the communication channel and enters word by word:

"Prepare for the fight."

...

Death comes to the guild.

A long and sharp whistle sounded outside, and everyone was wearing equipment while rushing out, looking for their respective teams to meet.

The guild president, Gox, looked at the people who came out of the Resurrection Altar with an ugly expression. "The guild found that you had entered the revival of the Star Light a few hours ago and reported it to me. You said in the community that you were attacked, what was going on?" He asked with a cold face.
To be continued...