I, the warden of Delta, am a science popularizer and advocate for nuclear peace and friendliness.

Title: Reiss's Gramophone

[Quality: Red]

[Introduction: A classical art creation, it should have belonged to a leader of Asara, but now it seems to be changing hands.]

It seems to contain a forgotten truth. One critic commented: "This is a phonograph that preserves the last echoes of history, a record of creation."

[Ability: Phonograph (Things recorded by the phonograph will gradually fade from people's minds until the memory disappears!)]

[Note: This item is a special red extraordinary item; the user will not be affected by its abilities.]

The helicopter flew along the predetermined route on the flight path, with Shigure sitting inside, examining the information on the phonograph.

Apart from the name, this phonograph is almost identical to Jacob's.

However, unlike other instances, Reis's phonograph can also appear in dungeons, although the drop rate is extremely low.

According to the information provided by Song Lanfeng, even in a large organization like Tianlong Kingdom with thousands of members, only one or two people have ever found a red item for sale, let alone a large red one.

Shi Yu was planning his next move in his mind, and this time he didn't let Reis come along.

Left with no other choice, Reis instructed his men to make sure Shiyu was safely delivered to the space city, and then stood alone on the lawn watching the helicopter fly further and further away.

As Shi Yu gazed at the churning clouds, her thoughts began to wander.

"Once we get to the space base, we need to confirm if Jacob and Geheros are there. If they are, we'll have to change our plans."

He planned to use his knowledge of Impressionist paintings to gather intelligence around the space base, and once he was sure it was safe, he would directly question Demoulins as the warden.

Moreover, to prevent any accidents, Shigure specifically borrowed this phonograph.

"Tsk, if the history of Jacob's phonograph could be released temporarily, there would be no need for all this trouble."

The plan rehearsed repeatedly in his mind. The space city, the president's office—it was a den of dragons and tigers, but it might also be the window closest to partially revealing the truth.

Shi Yu put aside her thoughts, glanced at the estimated arrival time on the display screen next to her, and then slowly closed her eyes.

The helicopter's engine was still roaring as it flew rapidly towards the space city high in the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, the driver's voice woke Shiyu from her dozing.

"Approaching the airspace of the space city, preparing to land." The pilot's voice came through the communicator.

Shi Yu opened his eyes, his gaze clear and bright. He gently placed the phonograph into the high-end leather briefcase he had borrowed from Reis.

The landing was smooth. The tarmac in the space city was open and cold, and the ground crew in their uniforms worked diligently and methodically, like poor little girls.

In stark contrast to the ostentatious luxury of the Diamond Queen Hotel, the air here is filled with a faint smell of ozone and mechanical lubricant.

Shi Yu did not immediately head towards the tallest control tower. He carried his suitcase and left the tarmac area.

He found a crowded place and merged into the flow of people. His appearance and clothing had unknowingly changed into that of an ordinary-looking man wearing a mid-level technician's uniform with a silver-gray identity tag on his chest.

Shi Yu first took a walk around the space city, found the canteen area, looked around, and then strolled over to a few guards who were complaining about their long shifts, listening to their chatter.

"Hey, how long did Hami last last night?"

"About ten minutes. I was on guard outside the CEO's office last night and I saw Hami walk out of there, hunched over."

"Dude! Is the director really that powerful?"

After guiding these conversations, Shiyu's vision went black for a moment, and her facial expression twisted slightly.

"No, what are you saying! I don't understand!"

Shiyu sat next to the group without picking up a plate, simply watching them eat and chat quietly.

"So it's those same adjutants in charge at the base these days. Ugh, what a hassle..."

"Don't worry, the director will probably be back tonight. I'll ask him to help you out then, hahaha!"

Shi Yu listened for about five or six minutes, but the others ignored him. So far, he has only confirmed that Demulan is not at the space base.

However, this is just a rumor at the grassroots level and needs further confirmation.

He walked towards the security checkpoint near the central control bridge, where the patrol teams had become noticeably more numerous.

Shiyu is currently very close to the core area of ​​the base.

Several soldiers on their days off were smoking near the security checkpoint. Shi Yu sneakily approached them and pulled out a pack of high-end cigarettes he had brought from the hotel—one of the supplies that Reis had "given" to him.

"Hey bro, can I borrow a light?" he said casually. "Just transferred here. Heard some big shots have been staying here lately? Want to get a feel for things, but don't accidentally offend them."

The soldier took the cigarette, his eyes lighting up. He first scrutinized Shi Yu's attire, then his attitude became casual: "A big shot? You mean Director Demulan or President Jacob? What a coincidence, neither of them are here these past few days. Right now, only the adjutants are in charge in the tower, so the rules aren't that strict. As long as you're obedient, that's fine."

"Hmm... what about the warden?"

"hold head high?"

The soldier's expression suddenly changed. He squinted at Shiyu, his tone becoming somewhat harsh.

"That person hardly ever comes here, so don't ask about these things in the future, understand?!"

"Okay, okay! I know, I know." Shi Yu smiled, chatted for a few more minutes about how hard the work was, and then left naturally.

That's enough information.

After leaving, even though the space base had been renovated, Shi Yu was still able to find the general route by relying on her understanding of the map, and went around to the back of the central control building, to a corner where supplies were piled up in a blind spot of the monitoring.

It was quiet here, with only the low hum of the huge ventilation ducts. Shi Yu picked up the suitcase that she had hidden there beforehand, and when she looked up again, her face, figure, and temperament were completely different.

A crisp, dark black trench coat with a stand-up collar, meticulously styled black hair, and a cold, imposing, silent face—Warden Shigure reappears.

He straightened his cuffs, picked up the suitcase, and walked steadily and unstoppably toward the central control bridge once again.

The soldiers and staff encountered along the way all froze in place when they saw the warden, and only made way and saluted when he got closer.

No one dared to step forward and question them. The warden's fearsome reputation and privileges were the best passport in Hafkri.

They entered the core area without any hindrance, and Shi Yu took a specially equipped elevator directly to the top floor.

After passing through two corridors, Shi Yu finally arrived at the heavy alloy door of the president's office.

He stopped and, instead of knocking immediately, opened his briefcase and took out the [Rhys's Phonograph].

The classic brass horn with its dark wood base was stroked by Shiyu for a while before being placed in a corner where the view was obstructed by two sofas.

After slightly adjusting the angle to ensure that its "recording" range covered the doorway and the expected conversation area, Shigure reached out and turned the handle.

An extremely faint hum came from inside the phonograph; its "phonograph" ability had been activated, and an invisible field quietly opened up, like a silent vortex that devoured memories.

After doing all this, Shi Yu turned around and sat on the sofa in the living room with no expression on his face.

Everything is ready. Now, all we need to do is wait patiently...