Artifact Report

Chapter 217 Mai Minghe Action Point and the Mayor

Artifact Report

Only those who change the world should be qualified to advance
This is an exclusive report specially provided to player Mai Minghe in order to make up for the disadvantages of certain players and seek to achieve a balance between the situation and strength.

Dear contestant Mai Minghe, here are the ways you can obtain the "time" artifact:

You will need to complete three action points.

This report contains information on the first action point. No later than thirty days after you complete it, you will receive a report with information on the second action point.

Similarly, after completing all three action points, you will receive an Artifact Report with the target artifact's "time" message and clues.

Using this report, you will likely be able to get the "time" artifacts before other players.

Action Point 1/3:
Please sell the "Birds Flying" lipstick artifact to Oliver Meissen, the mayor of Blackmore, before December 2026, 12.

Definition of December 2026, 12:

Given the linear, irreversible nature of time, the date will be December 2026, 12, according to the Gregorian calendar adopted by humans.

Definition of the "birds flying across the sky" lipstick artifact:
The contestant Mai Minghe won the Black Heart Restaurant in the nest

(lipstick image)
Oliver Meissen, the mayor of Blackmore, is defined as:

2026年11月22日时，任黑摩尔市市长的奥连弗·迈森先生（社保号码113-35–570），并受到本国公民、政府成员、党派成员、新闻媒体……等一切知情人等指认，认可其为黑摩尔市市长的奥连弗·迈森先生。

that's all.

Dear contestant Mai Minghe, I wish you immediate success.

Mai Minghe stared blankly at the notification on his phone. After reading it for the first time, he read it a second time and a third time.

The information was actually simple and clear, but the questions it sparked were as numerous as a flash flood, which made her ponder for a long time.

Is it necessary to define so many things? How could anyone misunderstand something so straightforward and clear? How did the Nest know she hadn't sold the lipstick yet? Why would the Nest buy things for the mayor? What if he didn't want to buy them?
The same goes for the nest. He won't release the eagle until he sees the rabbit, and he won't tell her what the pseudo-image looks like until the action point is completed.

But soon, all these doubts temporarily receded; the biggest problem became the rock after the water receded, weighing heavily on the mind.

How can she meet the mayor?

She was just an ordinary citizen with no connections or channels.

It's so hard to even meet him, yet she still seizes the opportunity to sell him a fake image...

Through his thick trouser pocket, Mai Minghe subconsciously pressed the small tubular object.

Fortunately, I was involved in an accident tonight and didn't sell the lipstick; no matter how high a price Chai Si could offer, it would not be as important as the clue of the time artifact - if I had really sold it, I would regret it now.

To be honest, Mai Minghe doesn't even know who the current mayor of Blackmore City is.

She lay in bed for years, the television on constantly, a revolving tape of local news, federal news, and international news, all day and night, but all so distant and irrelevant to her that sometimes she would forget it was ever on after turning it off.

When it gets light, go buy a newspaper and see if there's any news about the mayor.
Having a direction to work towards is always better than having no direction at all.

A huge weight was lifted off his heart, and Mai Minghe gradually felt sleepy while thinking - it seemed that Hai Luwei was right, twenty hours was indeed not enough sleep.

"……newspaper?"

On the phone, Hai Luwei was confused for a moment, as if he didn't know what a newspaper was.

It sounded like he was talking to Mai Minghe while rummaging through drawers for some unknown reason. There was constant noise on the phone - sometimes it sounded like a drawer was being pulled open, sometimes sheets and quilts were being shaken violently, and sometimes it was the sound of heavy furniture being pushed open, making scratching sounds on the floor.

"Yes, I'm just going out to buy it."

Mai Minghe glanced at the light outside the window and said, "I fell asleep too. Look, it's already afternoon. If you hadn't called me, I don't know how long I would have slept."

"From the newspaper... from the mayor?"

Sea Reed seemed to be still struggling to understand what she meant.

He was a smart kid, but Mai Minghe didn't know why he just didn't understand. It must be because he was distracted by the whole demolition going on over there.

"What if not?" he asked.

"Then I'll go to the library and look through some old newspapers."

Hai Luwei sighed deeply. "...cell phone."

Mai Minghe blinked a few times and suddenly realized: "Ah!"

"Your foot injury is less serious than mine. You can wait for me at the restaurant downstairs from my house. We can talk when we meet. I'll give you the address." Before hanging up the phone, Hai Luwei muttered to himself, "...I feel like this mission is not going to be easy."

The sea reeds that have had enough sleep are not radiant.

His eyes were much clearer; but overall, he still looked like a tired man who wanted to hide his fatigue by putting on a thin layer of powder.

Hai Luwei sipped her coffee and waved to Mai Minghe. As soon as she sat down, she quickly handed her the phone: "Look!"

She had mentioned the false image report on the phone; Hai Luwei glanced at her first.

"Aren't you going to be on guard against me?"

"You're not even a contestant, why should we guard against you?"

"The old lady is quite direct," Hai Luwei muttered, reading the notice and nodding. "I think this won't be difficult to handle."

"Tell me about it," Mai Minghe encouraged. "To find out about the mayor, just look it up online... If he's attending any events, it's bound to be available online. Well, you don't have a SIM card right now, so I'll use my phone as a demonstration."

Hai Luwei put down his coffee cup, made a bridge with his hands, and thought about it for a while. "Where should I start to make you understand..."

Mai Minghe looked at his hand, leaned his head closer, and took another look.

"Were you wearing a ring before? Did I remember it wrong?"

"Oh, you're such a careful observer."

Hai Luwei glanced down at his hands and frowned. "You remember correctly, I was wearing a pinky ring. But this afternoon, I woke up and found it was gone. I couldn't find it anywhere. I turned the house upside down, but it was nowhere to be found."

No wonder he was demolishing the house over the phone.

"Maybe when you stop looking for it, it will just show up on its own. It always happens like that," Mai Minghe consoled him. "Is it very valuable?"

"It's not something valuable... Alas. It was given to me by my ex-girlfriend." Hai Luwei buried his face in the steaming coffee and said, "Maybe God is telling me that the past is the past."

This child is quite sentimental.

Before Mai Minghe could figure out how to comfort her, he put down his cup, picked up his phone, and said, "That's not important. Let me teach you how to surf the Internet first—do you know what the 'Internet' is?"

"I've heard of it!" Mai Minghe was delighted. "It's meant to be used with a phone, right? Where can I buy it?"

Sea Reed rubbed his face vigorously.

...When it comes to young minds, they are amazing.

Just like in class, Mai Minghe carefully wrote down a row of knowledge points in his notebook, and following Hai Luwei's operation, he learned what network signals, wireless networks, APPs were... He also finally had a vague understanding of what Google was.

I learned so much in less than thirty minutes!

It feels so good to have my mind working non-stop and now I can keep up with what Hai Luwei is saying.

Entering the nest is like opening up a new world; learning how to use the Internet is also like opening up another new world, isn’t it?

Until the moment she closes her eyes, there will always be new things waiting for her to learn.

"...So, if you want to know any information, just use Google." Hai Luwei pushed the phone to her. "Try it. Search for Oliver Meissen on Google."

Mai Minghe clicked on the rectangular frame and the keyboard floated up.

She used her index finger to poke the letters one by one; after she finished spelling, she saw that there was no response, and was stunned for a few seconds, then remembered that she had to click "go" on the keyboard.

"Oh, it's coming out, it's really coming out,"

Mai Minghe watched the page jump to a list of densely packed lines of text, feeling as if he had just cast a spell - it was that simple, just type in a name, and all the information about the mayor popped up?
It wasn't just text, there were also news reports from various major media outlets, all collated together, all freshly released today, each accompanied by a picture...

and many more.

The Maiming River stopped.

She brought the screen close to her eyes, and for a brief moment, she thought she had made some mistake because she didn't know how to use the phone.

The person appearing in most of the pictures is not the mayor at all, right?
Yes, it can’t be.

No matter how the times change, the elected mayor must look decent - at the very least, he must look like a human being; in other words, he should not always wear a snow-white, swollen mask when attending public occasions.

From the neck down, the mayor wore a sharp black suit.

From the neck up, it was a bloated, snow-white round face, with small black eyes like air holes poked out by fingers, and bright red lips hooked up, as if the muscles were frozen in a high, squeezed smile and couldn't relax - this must be a mask, people don't look like this.

His short hair, as black as petroleum, flowed down from his forehead and stopped after a few steps, as if someone had cut many strips into a mask.

"What's wrong?" Hai Luwei seemed to notice that something was wrong with her expression and asked.

"I think I searched wrong," Mai Minghe showed him his phone and said, "This definitely isn't the mayor. What did I do wrong?"

Hai Luwei reached out to take the phone and quickly browsed through the search results.

"That's right," he looked up with a confused look on his face, "this is the mayor."

How could the mayor look like this?

No, how could a person look like this?

"You can't say that just because he's not pretty."

Hai Luwei smiled bitterly and said, "The mayor has been like this since he took office. I'm used to it."

　I read a new book by a male author a while ago. I used to like it very much and it had a lot of female readers, but this time I completely lost my favor. I won't mention the name.

　　I was only two chapters in when I was choked by a misogynistic description. There were a lot of comments after that sentence. I thought someone was protesting (because there are so many female readers), but when I looked, there wasn't even a gentle reminder, just hahahaha.

　　Do you say they don’t know? They do. Some people even asked curiously, “Why hasn’t the little fairy come yet?”

　　I closed the book and the discomfort passed. Then I thought about it again, compared to the 360-degree, three-dimensional scolding I had endured in various corners, I was almost going to f**k.

　　If you are too lazy to judge men, can you also be too lazy to judge me?

　　If a man has no hope, can you think that I have no hope too?
　　If you think that my intention is to take advantage of you, then it means that everyone actually knows it in their hearts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)