So the two girls, still wearing resentful expressions, adjusted their attitudes and began analyzing the situation.
"If these markings are writing from the Enlighteners that we've never seen before, then deciphering them would be a massive undertaking. It'd take a university leading the effort and organizing several hundred specialists. There's no way the few of us can manage it," said Gan Jiang, who looked like a grave robber.
"Right. They're not that stupid," said Mo Xie, who looked like a programmer. "But we've been wondering if this might be a diagram of some kind of psionic array. The energy flowing through a psionic array may follow complicated patterns, but it still has to obey basic principles. If we study it from that angle, maybe we can unlock it."
"And then you two might even learn how to operate some massive ancient psionic array. Is that it?" Yu Lian said with a laugh.
The girls nodded.
"And the results?"
The girls shook their heads.
Gan Jiang added, "I looked at it under a microscope. The markings are so complex that they're almost at the nanoscale. Every time I change the magnification, I find something new." She looked shaken as she spoke, as though she'd just crawled out of a maze made of spiderwebs, utterly exhausted in both body and mind.
Mo Xie said, "The diagram keeps getting more complicated, and the calculations needed to simulate it keep multiplying. The terminals we brought aren't powerful enough to keep up anymore. Little Uncle, how about bringing that dreadnought over? The most powerful terminal on the New Continent should be the mainframe aboard your ship."
"The Throne is on a routine patrol. It won't be back until the day after tomorrow," Yu Lian said irritably.
The twins' spirits visibly deflated.
"Could this obelisk be