In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar

Wang Yan, however, showed no intention of stopping the calculations.

He was completely immersed in the world-building process and lost all awareness of the outside world.

The main reason was that Wang Yan trusted Sitrali and confirmed that the surrounding area was safe.

At first, Sitaleie secretly observed him.

Watching him sometimes frown, sometimes be overjoyed, sometimes look worried, and sometimes have a smile on his face, she couldn't help but shake her head, thinking that this man was a monster.

But after observing for a while, she gradually lost interest.

In any case, given Wang Yan's current state, even if she leaned in to speak, he wouldn't be able to hear her.

Sitaleie decided to ignore him and pulled out the book "Detective Hellock" covered in signatures from her drawer, and began to read it with great pleasure.

For a moment, the reception area was very quiet.

Only the occasional sound of Wang Yan flipping through his notes and the sound of Cecilia reading her novel intertwined.

...

I don't know how much time passed.

The moonlight outside the window turned into sunlight.

Footsteps could be heard at the entrance to the ship's cabin.

Ying and Paimon walked in first, their faces showing a hint of fatigue, but mostly a sense of relief.

They greeted Sitale first, then saw Wang Yan in the reception area and instinctively wanted to approach him to say hello.

However, Sandonne, who was following behind, suddenly reached out and gently pulled them.

"Shh."

Sandoni gestured for silence and looked at Wang Yan.

She could sense that Wang Yan was in a state of deep thought.

She had seen this state in Alan before.

When Alan was researching his topic, he was just like that, completely immersed in his own world, oblivious to everything around him.

“Don’t disturb him,” Sandonne said in a low voice. “He’s thinking.”

Ying and Paimon exchanged a glance and obediently shut their mouths.

Then, the group quietly went to the captain's cabin, and also invited Sittraly along.

The group sneaked into the captain's cabin, pulling Sittrali along with them.

The moment the door closed, Sitale couldn't wait to ask, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are you being so mysterious?"

Actually, she wanted to ask you all where you orphans and widows have gone.

Sandonne did not answer immediately.

She walked to her desk and sat down, tapping her fingers lightly on the surface as if organizing her thoughts.

After a while, she looked up at Sittrali and said seriously, "Miss Sittrali, I would like to ask you for a favor."

“Help?” Sitale raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What kind of help? Tell me first.”

Sandonne took a deep breath and said slowly, "In the waters of Maple Leaf, there exist countless homeless souls and resentments."

Sitaleie frowned immediately: "Soul? Resentment?"

“Hmm.” Sandoni nodded. “You said before that you couldn’t sleep well in the hotel next to the opera house, and that’s actually the reason.”

"Because the Lujing Spring in front of the opera house is the center of the Maple Leaf Water System. All the water flows eventually converge there. And the homeless souls also gather there with the flow of water."

Sitley's expression turned serious.

As the high shaman of the Natayan Mystery Tribe, she spent her entire life dealing with souls.

If there were truly so many souls and resentments in the water of the maple tree, there's no reason she wouldn't have sensed them.

“No.” Sitale shook her head and questioned, “If there are souls, as a high shaman, I should be able to hear them talking. But I’ve been in Maple for so long and haven’t heard anything except that the water is a little dirty.”

“I don’t doubt that you can hear the voices of souls,” Sandonne said, “but the problem is that these souls are broken.”

“Damaged?” Seth Lari was taken aback.

“Hmm.” Sandone nodded and began to explain the ins and outs of the matter.

“Hundreds of years ago, René of the Narcissistic Cross conducted an experiment. He attempted to merge the consciousness of all the people of Maple into a single, massive entity in order to avert the prophesied calamity.”

"This experiment ultimately failed. But those souls that were merged were left with aftereffects."

"Later, Ying saved Fengdan, the prophecy was dispelled, and the complete souls within René returned to the earth's veins, finding peace."

Sandonne paused, his expression becoming somewhat complicated.

"However, those fragments of the soul that were torn apart, crushed, and broken in the experiment could not return to the earth's veins."

"They have no home and can only drift in the waters of the maple."

"Over time, these fragments of broken souls began to gather together, merging with some evil aura and negative emotions in the water, forming a kind of... evil aggregate."

The captain's cabin fell silent.

Seth Lari frowned slightly.

As a high shaman, she knew all too well what would happen when broken souls came together.

In Natta, many similar situations often lead to disaster.

“This must be a recent change,” Sandonne continued, with a hint of regret in his voice. “It has probably already caught the attention of that Supreme Judge.”

"No wonder when Wang Yan and I went into the water to retrieve some things, it caught Meiluxin's attention."

“Then let’s go find Villette!” Paimon immediately suggested. “He can definitely solve this kind of thing!”

“No.” Sandoni shook his head, rejecting the suggestion outright.

"Why?" Paimon asked, puzzled.

Sandonne paused for a few seconds before slowly saying, "Because I'm not ready to leave Fool's Little Village yet!"

"If I go to the Supreme Court, given my current status, it could very well become a diplomatic incident. At that point, things won't be as simple as just dealing with the aggregator of evil."

Paimon opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately didn't.

She knew that Sandoni was telling the truth.

Sandon ignored Paimon and turned to Sitaleie, speaking in a gentle tone:

“I heard from Wang Yan that you are a high-ranking shaman of Nata and possess extremely high attainments in soul magic.”

"So, I would like to ask you for your help in locating this evil entity."

"Once we find its location, I'll handle the rest."

Faced with this request about her area of ​​expertise, Celeste put her hands on her hips and said, "A piece of cake. This is my area of ​​expertise, much better than what I do as a receptionist."

"Thank you very much then," Sandonne said to Sitrali.

Before Sitale could say anything about not being grateful, the door to the captain's cabin was pushed open, and Wang Yan walked in.

"Hey, Wang Yan, are you all done?" Paimon waved.

Wang Yan: "The way you're talking makes it sound like I've broken down sometime ago."

“Hehe, Sandone just said you were thinking and told us not to disturb you. Are you done thinking now?” Paimon said with a chuckle.

Wang Yan nodded: "Yes, it's temporarily over. I've figured some things out."

"You understand now?" Sandoni suddenly asked, his voice tinged with surprise.

Although he inherited the "world style" from Alain, Sandonne knew very well how complicated it was.

Wang Yan actually understood it in one night... Although this is not as good as Alan's ability to understand it at a glance, it is still quite amazing.

"It's all thanks to Master Qi's detailed notes. If I were to figure it out on my own, it would be very difficult to learn at this speed," Wang Yan said modestly.

Sandonne gave Wang Yan a deep look, gaining a more profound understanding of this scholar from the Academy.

Wang Yan didn't care, and looked at the strange-looking man.

Paimon then repeated their conversation to Wang Yan.

"Clean up the mess left by Rene?" Wang Yan asked thoughtfully, then nodded. "If possible, I'd like to help too?"

"Hey, Wang Yan, you and Rene don't have any relationship, do you?" Paimon asked, puzzled.

Wang Yan shrugged: "Master Qi often lamented in his diary that he didn't stop his friend. I've learned from his knowledge, so consider this my way of repaying him."

As he spoke, Wang Yan raised an eyebrow at Sandone: "Besides, Sandone hasn't even met Rene yet; he's still cleaning up the mess."

“Oh, right, Sandone, you don’t seem to have met René either,” Paimon realized.

“Hmph, I certainly don’t think this has anything to do with me, and I don’t want to get to know any of these ‘Narcissistic Cross’ people,” Sandoni scoffed. “But as Wang Yan said, Alan confided in me in his later years that he regretted not being able to help his close friend when he needed it.”

"He was also sorry that he was so engrossed in mechanical creation at the time that he didn't take good care of Marian. I think if he were still alive, he would have made the same choice as me. He would probably help his best friend solve the mess he left behind, while scolding him a bit."

"It's best for friends not to hold grudges against each other and not to leave any regrets. I was just helping him fulfill this wish."

Paimon tilted his head and said with a smile, "I feel like you're a little different now."

The Sandoni they knew before would never have acted this way.

“Tch, enough with the nonsense! If it’s really like before, then wasn’t that trip a waste?” Sandonne said, arms crossed.

Ying chuckled, "This is what 'cleaning the aquarium' means?"

This is what Sandonne said to Ying and Paimon after she resolved her inner "misconceptions." Her intention was to use an aquarium as a comparison, saying that she was a broken aquarium, and cleaning the aquarium was to face the past and no longer be afraid of losing it.

However, Wang Yan and Sitrus obviously didn't know this, so they both showed a puzzled expression. What kind of code is this?

Sandonne changed from crossing his arms to putting his hands on his hips: "Hmph, at least start by scraping away the filth left behind in the past."

Sitale looked at Sandone, then at Ying, and then at the equally bewildered Wang Yan: 'An aquarium? What kind of description is that? Damn it! Where did they just go? How come they suddenly have secret codes I don't understand?! And why doesn't Wang Yan understand either! And they said there weren't any orphans or widows!'

While enjoying the sour yogurt, he forgot that Ying could hear her thoughts.

Ying tilted her head, revealing a question mark.

Sandoni, unaware of Sitraly's inner thoughts, said to her, "Then, Sitraly, I'll leave the position to you."

“Huh? Oh…no problem.” Sitaleie paused for a moment, then agreed.

"Go, Grandma!" Ying and Paimon cheered.

However, this encouragement did not make Sitrus happy; instead, it made her a little angry.

He grabbed Ying in one swift motion.

Sitale dragged her outside: "Tch...! You! Now come with me to the Grand Hotel Debord for drinks!"

"Why...why?!" Ying looked completely innocent, seemingly unaware of why Sitrali was pulling her.

"Why? You still dare to ask why?"

Sitaley pulled Ying to the door and stopped. "Miss Giyodan, I'll give you the answer about the location first thing tomorrow morning. But I need to have a drink to get my energy back."

Sandoni looked at her and Ying, and nodded: "Oh, please go ahead."

"Get out of here...! I'm going to give you a good dressing down..."

Sitale pushed Ying and led her away.

"Then I'll leave first. I haven't been back all night, Serene must be worried about me."

Watching Ying being pushed and pulled away by Sitrali, Wang Yan also bid farewell to Sandone.

Sandoni nodded: "Okay, see you tomorrow."

See you tomorrow.

Chapter 364 Falushan: You decide what to do.

Wang Yan bid farewell to Sandoni, walked out of the captain's cabin, and opened a spatial teleportation portal in a corner of the ship's cabin.

The moment you step inside, the scene before you changes instantly.

The damp lake breeze transformed into dry, warm air, and the dimness of the cabin became a soft glow in a secret realm.