Neilhoud put down his cell phone and looked back at his confidant.

The latter immediately turned around and left the room.

When Neilhoud was the only one left in the room, he walked towards the fireplace, opened the dial cover of the quaint mechanical clock hanging above the fireplace, and used his hand to turn the hour hand forward and then reverse and a half circles.

The next moment, Neilhoud stood in front of a table with a telephone set, next to the table was an old rocking chair.

The layout of the entire room is completely different from that of An Chengbi, but the core components are the same: a table, a chair and a turntable telephone.

Neilhoud was about to step when the phone rang.

Neilhoud remembers the first time he entered the space, he was startled by the sudden call.

He picked up the phone and heard a familiar voice from over there.

"You will come to contact me, it's rare."

"Mailer" said.

Neilhoud didn't know how long this mysterious man had existed. He only knew that the reason why the email was called the email was because when he first appeared, magical phones had not yet been invented.

At that time, in this space, there would be a mailbox on the phone, and the letters written by the mailer would be spit out.

That's why he is called an email.

Of course there are many variations of this statement, and Neilhoud is not sure if the truth of what he knows.

But that doesn't matter.

The email man is mysterious and powerful, at least with the power of the mentor level.

And he doesn't seem to have any moral bottom line or persistence, so he can talk to him about something that he can't talk to Neil Hodd's mentor.

Neilhoud said to the email: "I just got the news..."

"The new master can help other schools of weirdos to be promoted, right?"

Neilhoud was slightly surprised.

"You got it?"

"I have many friends. So, my friend Neilhoud, what kind of action are you going to take?"

"What action can I do with a master?" Neilhoud asked back.

"Yes, you can't do anything, but you still come to this room and pick up the phone's receiver. So, do you want to listen to my advice or get my help?"

"I want to listen to your advice." Neilhoud replied. He dared not ask for help from the email. It was too expensive.

Although it works every time, Neilhoud didn't want to do this unless it was absolutely necessary.

So far, all the specific benefits Neilhoud has received from the mailer are the rewards he received after completing the tasks assigned by the mailer.

Email: "My advice is that you can throw an olive branch to the master. He is still weak and he needs friends."

Neil Hodder frowned slightly: "Are you sure he's weak?"

"I'm sure, because an old friend of mine has tested him. Captain Nemo now cannot even settle a professorship. But his school ability is very strange, you know what I mean."

Neilhoud raised an eyebrow.

He did not have many sources of intelligence in the Dahua Empire, but now it is an Internet age. A large amount of intelligence is circulating on the magic network. You can know a lot of things with a little analysis.

For example, a professor named An Chengbi and Captain Nemo's agent had a fight.

It seems that Professor An Chengbi is the "old friend" of the email.

"I understand, I will try to send an olive branch to Captain Nemo, find out the abilities of his school, and then..."

Then what happened is Neilhoud yet.

He only knew that he was eager for the ability to help with promotion.

He has been a professor for a long time, and he wants to see the world after becoming a mentor.

However, it is extremely dangerous to be promoted to the tutor level, and it will most likely be destroyed in the false explosion.

There are very few tutor ranks.

This is also the reason why the organization that manages Frankenstein people in various countries is called the "Professor Joint Conference" instead of the "Teachers Federation".

Greed burns in Neilhoud's heart.

No one can resist this temptation, as if no one can resist the desire to wear the Supreme Lord's Ring.

——All Frankenstein forces will be devoted to the fight for this force in the future.

——Not only the professorial rank, but also the mentors who are hidden in the city, and those who may even be no longer in the main material plane will join the competition.

——At morning or evening.

Thinking about this, it is indeed a very smart way to give priority to olive branches and occupy a seat there. In the future, whether you are standing on Captain Nemo's side or slapping a knife behind your back, your chances of getting that power will be greatly increased.

——In order to highlight the importance, Captain Nemo must encounter some crises.

——You can deliberately release information to some impulsive old friends...

Neilhoud quickly thought about it.

The mailer's voice came from the receiver: "It seems you have plans."

"Yes, Mr. Mailer, thank you for your advice."

"Don't be polite to me, I'll ask for a reward when it's right. Oh, by the way, if you can meet Captain Nemo and send him a message for me, you'll say 'The mailer greets you, Copenhagen's summer is much hotter than usual'."

Neilhoud frowned.

The email's words are too much like a code word.

This made Neilhoud involuntarily suspect that the email and Captain Nemo were old acquaintances.

——However, this may also be the email person fooling me.

Captain Nemo is related to the disappearing Copenhagen, which is basically a consensus among the entire scientific community.

It is impossible for the email to not know.

So the email person could have made up such a nonsense to mislead Neil Hodder.

Neilhoud: "I will tell you-if I could meet Captain Nemo."

"By the way," the email address said in a tone that was reminded by Neil Hodder's words. "When it comes to this, I have information here, maybe you can see Captain Nemo directly. Do you want to listen? Let me explain first that my intelligence prices are not low."

Neilhoud hesitated.

Of course he knows how high the mailer's "quotation" will be.

But the temptation of the new school made him difficult to resist.

"I want to hear this information," said Neilhoud.

"Very good. I have a mission for you to complete. Of course, you can do it after listening to the information. I think there is still a level of trust between us. Listen to it, if you want to meet Captain Nemo, you can use the double-slit interference experiment."

Neilhoud: "Double...this is not something within my subject."

"Yes, of course not, so you may be done by the professor-level experiment. But you can ask your students to do it." The email address said, "Your students at the tail end of the crane can use their remaining heat."

Neilhoud nodded: "It's true."

In fact, he often assigned the backward students to operate dangerous experiments.

Emailer: "So, now pick up the landline of the phone in front of you, and there is an envelope underneath it. The inside is the task I want you to do. Please, Neil Hodder."

After the words came, a busy phone call came from over there, and the email broke the call.

Neilhoud put down his microphone, picked up the landline, pulled out the envelope, and the moment he picked up the envelope, he returned from the illusory space to his study in his half-plane.

He took out the letter-breaking knife, carefully opened the envelope, and took out the letter inside.

"Find An Chengbi and bring him out of the Great Empire safely." After reading the brief content in the letter, Neilhoud couldn't help but curl his lips.
Chapter completed!