Abnormal crossing

Chapter 201 The Man Who Knows Everything (Part 4)
After speaking.

Jin then calmly crossed her arms in front of her chest, assuming a posture as if waiting for someone to appear.

Gu Wei also looked around curiously a few times.

Since Jin's tone was so certain, the unsealed consciousness she mentioned most likely does exist.

I just don't know which monarch of Boska was the owner of that consciousness?

How will he appear?
Could it be that a cyborg will emerge like Joe Cowen, or that it will be able to communicate remotely like Meimei?

Just as Gu Wei's mind was racing with ideas...

In the hall filled with ruins, a sigh of profound complexity suddenly rang out, its tone carrying a sense of vicissitude and relief that transcended the long years: "Distinguished guests from afar, I did not intend to avoid you all. I only planned to appear and explain after the matter was settled. I did not expect this lady to be so perceptive, and it seems that I have been impolite."

Gu Wei blinked quickly.

Huh?
That voice sounds somewhat familiar?
And if I'm not mistaken, the sound seems to be coming from my pocket most likely.
Gu Wei reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a few moments before quickly pulling out an item.

It's a flat, silver-white box, so thin and light it looks like an ordinary makeup mirror. It's quite small, even in the palm of your hand.

It was the very same one that Jin had taken from the entrance when she took Gu Wei to visit the royal cemetery.
Electronic tour guide.

Gu Wei then carefully placed the electronic guide in his palm, his expression somewhat subtle: "Good heavens, you're actually that Monarchic Consciousness?"

"It is I," the mechanical voice now carried a noticeable amount of emotion compared to its previous rigid tone: "The circumstances were special at the time, and I could not tell you the truth, so I could only approach you under the guise of a tour guide program. I am truly sorry."

“No need for an apology. You didn’t know our strength back then. Anyone in your position would have done the same,” Jin waved her hand dismissively, easing the awkwardness for the mechanical voice. “Let’s talk about your father first—if I’m not mistaken, you should be the last monarch of the First Dynasty, Fare Doyle?”

Jin had barely finished speaking.

The indicator light on the device in Gu Wei's hand flashed rapidly a few times, and the mechanical voice carried a hint of surprise for the first time: "Ancestors above, how did you know my identity?"

“Looks like I guessed right,” Jin’s lips curled up slightly, seemingly satisfied with her judgment: “Actually, it’s just logical reasoning. Boska explained to the outside world that the purpose of establishing the Second Dynasty was to commemorate the advancement of civilization from the second to the third level, that is, to ‘welcome a brand new era.’ This reason sounds reasonable at first glance, but it doesn’t hold water when faced with the truth that the Boska royal family was manipulated—from beginning to end, it was the Watchers who manipulated civilization. Why bother with this kind of false sense of ceremony?”

"If the transition from Tier 2 to Tier 3 resulted in the Second Dynasty of Persian Empire, then what about the transition from Tier 3 to Tier 4? Shouldn't there also be a Third Dynasty of Persian Empire?"

"Combining these clues with the known information about that escaped consciousness, the conclusion becomes obvious—the so-called division between the First and Second Dynasties was actually intended to erase certain things about you."

"Hahaha, you're right!" Upon hearing Jin's words, Farre Doyle's hearty laughter rang out from the electronic guide: "Those damned bastards granted me a lot of monarchical privileges just to save face. Before committing suicide, I used the Earth's core stabilizer to blow up all the energy bases and ancestral tombs on all the planets, giving those guys a huge fireworks display." "To cover up their mistakes, those bastards created the Second Persian Dynasty and rebuilt the royal mausoleum. They used the same excuses you heard in the mausoleum to fool people, like they couldn't find the ancestral tombs for too long."

Gu Wei: "."

Well, this guy is a very filial son too.

As for the monarchical authority that Farrell mentioned, it's quite simple.

After all, the Persian civilization was also a grassroots member of the Star Alliance. In order to make things seem reasonable on the surface, the guardians would not personally intervene, but would instead control the monarch to issue decrees.

In this way, the monarch would naturally have to possess corresponding authority—and it's probably not small.

“By the way,” Jin then thought of something and asked Farre Doyle, “Are you the first monarch in the history of Bosca to be unsealed?”

“Not entirely sure, but most likely not,” Farre Doyle pondered for a few seconds, seemingly choosing his words carefully: “There may have been other monarchs before me who briefly unsealed themselves, but unfortunately they were restored without any countermeasures or mechanisms—at least before me, no one had attached their consciousness to the main matrix platform.”

Jin nodded slightly: "So how many descendants have you contacted so far? I remember the Second Persian Dynasty is less than ten thousand years old, right?"

“Nine thousand six hundred and eighty-eight years,” Farre Doyle sighed in the device. “During that time, there were only eleven decoherence events. Only five monarchs committed suicide and assimilated with my consciousness immediately after understanding the situation. Of the remaining five, four missed their chance due to hesitation and did nothing. There’s something you said wrong before. Each unsealing time is not a few minutes, but only twenty seconds. Even with consciousness communication, there is often no time to make a decision.”

"You said there were only ten people, but there were eleven instances of de-correlation?" Jin keenly noticed a detail and pressed further, "So someone was unsealed twice?"

“This is a bit complicated,” Farrell’s device hummed slightly. “To put it this way, the Watchers recorded four unsealing events for that person, but the actual number of unsealings was three, of which only two were due to the decoherence mechanism—as for his identity, you should be able to guess who it is.”

Jin remained silent, then turned to look at Boko III, who stood beside her like a statue.

This is basically a freebie question. Who else could it be besides the current monarch of Persia?
"Four times the lockdown was recorded by the guards"

Then Jin reached out and touched her chin, her eyes thoughtful: "When was the third time? Was it the Zero Project established by Boko III two years ago?"

Farrell quickly replied: "No, that was the fourth time."

“Hey, wait a minute,” Milo said, seeing Jin start exchanging questions with Farrell, he suddenly couldn’t keep up.

"Hey you two, when you're discussing this, could you at least consider us bystanders? -- What the hell is this? The lockdown's already being lifted for the third time?"

Note:
Three of the winners haven't contacted me yet. What should I do? Should I redraw the prize or add it to next month's prize pool? Let's all decide.
(End of this chapter)