The four of them got to their feet one after another.
Bolen put away the rubbing paper and notes, wrapping the copper sheet in an extra layer of cloth.
Glock was the first to leave, his steps quick.
When Lu Yuan reached the door, he turned back for one last look.
Klaus was still standing beside the table, looking out the window.
Nothing could be read from his back.
Lu Yuan returned to his quarters.
He did not rush to do anything.
He boiled a kettle of water, drank half a cup, then sat by the bed and went over the information from the meeting in his head.
All sorts of matters had piled together.
"Ah, a storm is coming."
But there was not much he could do right now.
Klaus was making arrangements, Hogger was investigating, and Bolen was continuing to verify the records.
His own assignment had not arrived yet.
Lu Yuan set the empty cup on the table and glanced outside.
The sun had already begun to set in the west.
It was time to get some work of his own done.
Evening.
Lu Yuan sat before the second-floor workbench.
The Marching Lamp cast its light over the tabletop. The toolbox had been pushed aside, and the bone fragment lay before him.
Thirty-six Basic Eerie Inscription symbols.
He had previously identified up to the fifth one.
Lu Yuan started with the sixth.
The lines were twisted, their paths irregular.
After staring at it for about a minute, his eyes began to sting slightly.
He moved on to the seventh.
Lu Yuan stopped.
The line structure of this symbol was completely different from the other six.
Not because it was more complicated or more distorted.
But because part of its local structure resembled a section of the Bronze