CHAPTER 218: CHAPTER 167: YOU CAN STUDY ME_3

Ave said, "It would be great if we could find a way to contact Yue."

"Yue? Who’s that?"

Rowena asked.

Ethan replied, "The son of the chairman of the Deep Sea Council. He visited the imperial capital as a diplomatic representative a few months ago, and I met him once."

If nothing unexpected happens, Yue will be a strong contender for the future chairman, "But none of us have much connection with the Deep Sea Council, so it should be quite hard to persuade him."

Ave glanced at Ethan, "This will depend on Old Sen’s charm. Yue is a regular customer at our shop, and he even sent a letter before to remind us about something."

The Deep Sea Council is a major provider of Steam Technology, but compared to the royal family, they are closer to the Lofic Consortium. During the formation of the new cabinet, several letters were sent to the consortium, whose attitude remains ambiguous, neither supporting nor opposing, continuously adopting delaying tactics.

Ave thinks this is understandable. After the downfall of the Church faction, the Lofic Consortium, which controls the Empire’s financial lifeline, became a problem that must be addressed. For ordinary citizens of the Empire, the factories under the consortium’s name and the resources they occupy have a far-reaching impact.

"I can send a letter to Yue, but there’s no guarantee it will succeed."

Ethan has always been uninterested in politics. With the day of destruction approaching, once the Evil God descends, these fragile political games will be torn apart like toys.

He has already decided on his next research topic. Ethan has always advocated that to defeat an opponent, one must first understand their strategy. Now, he has established deep friendship with Old Ba and Kane, and he needs to find a way through this friendship to understand the essence of the Evil God more deeply.

Clearly, They are different from the Divine Spirits and Middle-Level Gods; the Evil Gods are older, existing before the first human civilizations, and They have much longer lifespans, having outlasted all human Divine Spirits through sheer longevity.

"We’ve encountered some issues here too. Kane, for some reason, hasn’t been reachable lately."

Thinking about it deeply, Ethan feels he’s never offended Kane.

With such major upheaval occurring in the imperial capital, it should have been Kane’s happiest moment, yet he hasn’t appeared. More bizarrely, the Summoning Spell taught by Lindong to him hasn’t been able to summon Kane, making Ethan worry about his old friend’s safety.

Kane, could he have been killed by other Evil Gods in some unknown place?

As far as he knows, the Evil Gods are far from united like the Divine Spirits; They belong to a competitive relationship, and Kane has clearly expressed he is a faithful person, not fond of those with mixed beliefs, whereas Old Ba is a fervent enthusiast for individuals with strong faith, specifically targeting them.

The more forced into it, the more They enjoy it.

Upon hearing this, Lindong suddenly thought of something.

She recalled the conversation in the anomalous space.

The focus is on the characteristics of the Evil Gods, just like the Divine Spirits, you must peel away Their exterior.

Another self seems to have long known Ethan’s next research direction.

But this is more of a cryptic guidance, full of ambiguity, more like a question than an answer.

Lindong doesn’t like riddlers, but she seems able to understand why the other side couldn’t give her the correct answer—the space’s stars gave her hints, she saw the destroyed imperial capital, the crimson plague Bazatous unleashed infected everyone, in the stars she saw, this plague hasn’t been cured.

Bazatous harvested enough souls, projecting the contaminated area onto the imperial capital.

The forces of the Church were ultimately destroyed, with the cost being the entire Empire collapsing due to the destruction of the capital, internal conflict and external enemies devastated this ancient kingdom. When the number of deaths in the war reached a certain level, Ethan’s concerns came to fruition.

The contaminated areas distributed across the regions connected together, and when the real plane was completely occupied, the restrictions were broken.

Now, in this crucial time when information is needed, their good friend Miracle Kane has gone missing again.

She might have received other tips there as well.

Lindong carefully recalls every word she heard. As she recalls those contents that made her blush, she seems to suddenly understand something.

Before leaving, the other party specially emphasized it again to her.

"Ethan."

"Hmm?"

"Perhaps...this might sound a bit strange, give me a moment, you need to be mentally prepared, I’ll give you two minutes."

Lindong took a deep breath; obviously, she needs to prepare herself mentally as well.

Although she had read many forbidden books exploring the mysteries of life in the cathedral library in Gear City before, her practical experience is still zero, not even at the entry level, and what she heard in the anomalous space seems like something only a master could do.

Even a slight thought makes her blush.

"It’s coming again!"

Rowena slammed the table and stood up. She had already found Lindong’s sudden purchase of a blindfold suspicious, now it seems, this cat definitely had ulterior motives.

These scoundrels give no room for single people to live!

Of course, Rowena clarifies that she’s standing up for others, as her experience with over a dozen dates leaves her naturally out of the equation.

"Teacher, what exactly do you want to say?"

Ethan asked, though somewhat confused, but he followed the other’s advice to prepare.

"I think, actually, it’s not necessarily only Kane we need to find."

"Teacher, are you suggesting we could start with Old Ba?"

With Kane missing, Ethan shifted his focus to Old Ba.

But Old Ba, though a good person, doesn’t speak clearly, and those murmurs are beyond a normal person’s comprehension.

Perhaps he should find a translator.

"No!"

Lindong’s face turned red all the way to her neck, her voice becoming lower, stammering, "I mean, you can study me."