Qiluomilan + public setting notes, part one

The day passed by in a flurry of activity.

The seized documents were categorized and sorted, with the section on zombies being reviewed briefly. Essentially, if zombies were to reappear, the solutions would be orders of magnitude more complex.

There were also some other technical documents. Zijin found a book on necromancy called " In the In a Quiet Place".

The overly literary title caused Su Ming to completely miss it the first time he saw it. This time, he carefully looked through it and found that it was a very rare book about spirits and the dead, so he immediately put it away!

Then came the communications from the Plundering Clock organization, most of which were encrypted or semi-encrypted. Su Ming labeled them carefully.

Store it away first.

What remains are documents written in a mysterious language, and there's quite a lot of that.

Zijin was somewhat conflicted. "This kind of thing isn't our business; it should be left to the big countries and powerful nations."

Things that could cause the sky to fall should be left to the tall ones. But the scholars are a little reluctant to give up this part of the data, as it could lead to some very good discoveries if it can be deciphered.

"I'm reluctant to hand it over, but I can't waste my time on this," she said, troubled. "I can't afford to waste any more time."

The scholar possesses exceptional linguistic talent, but she previously used the "Comprehend Languages" spell to learn Earth languages. As a side effect, this spell consumes her linguistic sense. For approximately six months to a year, her efficiency in learning any other languages becomes extremely low.

"How long will it take for normal analysis?" Su Ming asked.

Among these manuscripts, some, like the one on the principles of Zombie Technique mentioned earlier, must have corresponding translated versions. Utilizing this to decipher and translate them is feasible.

This naturally involves a massive amount of screening and complex text-to-text translation work.

"We have enough professionals; it should take two or three years," the scholar replied. "Organizing our own language experts would definitely be slower."

It would be much faster to delegate this to a major power.

Su Ming didn't want to hand it over either. If the Plundering Clock really involved visitors from another dimension, the data might contain the dimensional knowledge they needed, so they should be the ones to review it first.

Su Ming pondered for a moment, "I have a way to finish the translation faster."

"Oh?"

"Locally deploying large-scale AI models," Su Ming said. "It's absolutely adept at this kind of thing; the training time might only take a few months—depending on the hardware scale."

Zijin's pupils contracted. "This intelligent large model is that powerful?"

"The conditions aren't right now," Su Ming said. "A stable working environment, a cooling medium, a stable power supply, and diligent data workers—these should all be solvable, but I lack gallium and germanium."

The high-performance chip uses a large amount of gallium, germanium, and rare earth elements. Su Ming's ability is essentially to transfer the order of matter on Earth and reproduce it in another world through 3D printing.

The materials need to be provided at the molecular level, but in cases where the quantity is small and Magic Power consumption is not a concern, the atomic level is also acceptable.

However, without even atomic-level materials, reconstruction becomes completely impossible.

The current problem lies in rare elements. They are widely present in advanced processes and some high-end electronic devices. Previously, Su Ming had relied on those two new energy vehicles. While they were sufficient for sporadic projects, they were woefully inadequate compared to the enormous consumption Su Ming planned for.

"No wonder you've been collecting all sorts of strange ores," Zijin suddenly realized. "So, you still haven't solved the gallium and germanium part?"

During this time, Su Ming collected otherworldly minerals through various channels. He found a lot of monazite and apatite, and the rare earth elements were just enough to get by.

That's right.

Zijin pondered, "Perhaps I could find a master in the field of mining."

"I always feel like I have so much to do," Su Ming said. "I originally thought I'd have a chance to go home in a year, but now the more I do it, the more things I have to do."

"Actually, I quite enjoy it," the scholar said. "I really like this process, and I don't mind if it takes a little longer."

After discussing it for a while, the two decided to put aside the information about the mysterious script for the time being. However, they felt obligated to remind those major powers and organizations about the problems with the Truth Cult of the Plundering Clock, so that they would thoroughly investigate this organization.

"Shouldn't the Federation have continued tracking the sea monster incident?" Su Ming asked.

"Not enough effort," Zijin said. "We resolved the sea monster incident too thoroughly; people tend to forget the pain once the wound heals."

Having already deeply offended this mysterious Plundering Clock, we must arrange for a powerful enemy to protect ourselves.

"I have an idea," Su Ming said. "We can fabricate information, such as doctrines against the God of Light, to portray this organization as a heretical cult."

"Sure," Zijin agreed readily. "I'll concoct a doctrine for them that claims to be the 'One True God of Creation,' and then insult all the gods, including the God of Light and the Moon. I know how to hit these churches where it hurts, and I guarantee they'll become the target of everyone's ire!"

Very good, as expected of a world-class wanted criminal from another dimension.

"Can the Star Empire and the Dwarf Kingdom be dragged into this?" Su Ming asked. The most powerful forces on the Western Continent couldn't be left idle.

"As for the Star Empire, we could fabricate a record of them planting alchemical explosives under the Star Empire's palace to assassinate Emperor Xialike." The scholar's mind raced. "Hmm, we could also write that they were investigating the affair between Xialike and his sister. That way, Xialike would definitely hunt them down relentlessly."

These words were so informative that Su Ming was momentarily speechless. "The Star Empire, would they be so foolish as to believe that?" he murmured.

"Of course, because there really were explosives there," Zijin replied. "I buried them before, was there a problem?"

"..."

Su Ming suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for the Plundering Clock.

As for the Xialike siblings—

"No, I don't want to know," Su Ming declined.

Zijin curled her lip. "The dwarves are even simpler. The bones of the former dwarf king were stolen, so I'll add a grave-raiding operation plan to the files."

Su Ming was taken aback upon hearing this. He went to the library and pulled out a document from the categorized files. Upon opening it, he found it to be a record of the disposal of a dwarven Saint Rank expert's corpse, detailing the process of turning it into the powerful necromancer weapon "Dread Skeleton."

"I was planning to frame someone, but I found out the other party was the real culprit?" Zijin was shocked when she saw the information.

"We have to charge the dwarves for this genuine item," Su Ming said.

"I'll have to charge an exorbitant price for the fakes too!" Zijin said, "Otherwise people will doubt their credibility."

"That makes sense."

After initially organizing the data, Su Ming arranged for his skeleton servants to lead the zombies in roughly classifying the captured supplies. There were quite a few valuable items among them, which could be sold even if they weren't needed.

Alchemy materials were also successfully intercepted, in greater quantities than expected. In particular, the Celestial Gold was counted by the scholars and found to be equivalent to a year and a half of production capacity in the other world.

"Why are they collecting so much Celestial Gold?" Su Ming asked, puzzled. "Won't this drive up the market price?"

"That's a huge increase!" Zijin was delighted. "There's so much of it; more than enough to build a teleportation array."

"Hey, you're not thinking of selling yourself, are you?" Su Ming asked.

"Only a fool would exchange Celestial Gold for ordinary gold."

****

When Su Ming woke up on the third day, he noticed that Zijin had tidied herself up. The girl had washed her hair and changed into a lavender gradient long dress with a cardigan.

"Are guests coming?" Su Ming asked.

"Beianqi's sister is arriving around today."

"That's right."

In the afternoon, the radar detected an approaching aerial target. Su Ming glanced at the waveform and realized it was an unfamiliar target, larger than a flying human but smaller than Sea Eagle Beast or something similar.

The time and location of the other party's appearance matched the previous communication, Zijin released a signal flare to guide the rendezvous.

About an hour later, the target came into view. Su Ming picked up his binoculars and saw that it was a white flying beast, somewhat resembling a winged pony.

"Pegasus?" Su Ming asked, puzzled.

"No, it's a unicorn." Zijin also glanced through her binoculars. "That's really rare!"

"Is that the unicorn that only pure young girls can ride? It's so small, can it carry people?" Su Ming observed carefully, "Wait, no, its back is empty!"

"It makes sense that it wasn't carrying any people; a unicorn couldn't cross such a wide ocean with people on board," Zijin analyzed. "It was probably arranged by Beianqi's sister to deliver the goods."

"I was actually hoping for an innocent girl riding a unicorn," Su Ming said disappointedly.

In the final stretch, the unicorn flew slower and slower. Upon landing, it even knelt a few steps on the deck before regaining its balance.

This unicorn was incredibly beautiful. It was entirely silver-white with slightly beige fur, and its legs had delicate, slightly bulging muscles with soft lines. It had a long horn on its forehead, covered with beautiful, layered patterns. Its long wings shattered upon landing and disappeared into the magical stardust.

The unicorn turned to look at the two of them. It had very expressive eyes, long eyelashes, and arched eyebrows, making it charming and captivating, which mesmerized Su Ming.

Zijin patted Su Ming on the shoulder, and he suddenly realized something was wrong!

"No, this is a beast!" Su Ming exclaimed. He was a staunch supporter of beast ears, the kind even Fury would avoid! But now he was staring at a fully formed unicorn—[Don't stare like that, it's rude.] Zijin texted him, [Unicorns are intelligent beings.]

Intelligent beings? That's illusion or charm! Su Ming resolutely refused to admit that there was anything wrong with his XP, and he immediately activated "Silent Vision".

The world stood still. Su Ming looked at the unicorn in front of him again and found that there was nothing out of place. Everything was as smooth as a mirror, without any trace of illusion.

As time slowed down, Su Ming noticed more details. The unicorn had obviously been flying for a long time; there was a thin layer of sweat on its body, and its slightly trembling muscles all showed its fatigue.

Somewhat strangely, although the unicorn was moving slowly, it left no trails.

The halo of Polymorph spread across the unicorn's entire body, and when it faded, a little girl of about ten years old appeared in its place, with green hair and a cute little pointed horn on her forehead.

The spell, which was completed in real time, was also captured in detail within the Silent Vision.

The little girl began to slowly fall through the air, her green hair billowing. Then a second wave of light enveloped her, forming a garment that covered her—this time it was a real illusion.

However, it was ruthlessly dissected.

"What are you looking at!" the little girl said, her face expressionless, enunciating each word clearly.

[Ah, sorry!] Su Ming turned her head, only to find that she was still in the Silent Vision effect, and her movements were incredibly slow.

Wait, this is a message!

This was the first time Su Ming had ever seen something that could actively synchronize with him within the Silent Vision effect; even Zijin couldn't do that.

He dispelled the spell, and the girl in front of him landed on the deck with a thud. She was clearly smaller, but her weight remained the same. The illusion-breaking effect disappeared, and she was now wearing a light grass-colored dress.

That inexplicable attraction still lingered— Su Ming began to wonder if he had truly awakened some kind of latent attribute?

The little girl puffed out her cheeks, clenching her fists as if she wanted to rush up and punch Su Ming. But seeing that Zijin hadn't dared to make a move, her intuition told her that she couldn't beat him.

"Hello, I'm Ailisha!" Zijin greeted her, only to find her staring at Su Ming, who stammered and dared not look her in the eye.

Recalling the magical fluctuations from earlier, she asked Su Ming, "Did you use Silent Vision?"

"I'm sorry!" Su Ming apologized to the unicorn girl decisively, "I suspected I was being affected by an illusion, so I checked—I didn't expect you to be in your transformation at that moment."

"Illusion interference?" Zijin asked in confusion.

"Well, I was attracted to her, and it was a little hard to control myself." Su Ming could only admit to this embarrassing thing. He didn't even dare to look at her for long. Why was this little girl's fierce appearance so cute!

"It's my innate ability, Natural Affinity." Knowing the reason, the unicorn girl's expression softened slightly, and her clenched fist loosened a little. "My name is Qiluomilan, but everyone usually calls me Qiluo. It's normal for humans to like me; you'll get used to it."

"Natural Affinity?" Su Ming looked at the other person again, noticing the situation was still escalating. "Wait a minute, isn't your affinity a bit too strong? Is there a way to weaken it?"

Qiluo was puzzled. "Why? Natural Affinity only generates goodwill and helps me interact with humans in a friendly manner—isn't your reaction a bit too much?"

Zijin guessed, "Su Ming isn't from this world, so he has no resistance to your affinity?"

"Your world's laws regarding young girls—no, I mean, this isn't a matter of resistance at all." Su Ming found herself completely unable to concentrate, so she simply closed her eyes, but it was still to no avail. "This is practically seduction!"

This was clearly the first time Qiluo had encountered something like this. She was a beloved and respected auspicious beast and never imagined that she would become the target of malicious thoughts!

Recalling how Su Ming's gaze had been off even before she transformed, Qiluo's expression immediately changed. She clutched her chest and quickly retreated, a chill running down her spine. "You're from the Sorrowful Wind Cult, aren't you!" she turned to Zijin. "Please allow me to purify this demon from this world!"

Fortunately, Su Ming's condition was merely an inability to control the chaotic thoughts in his head, not a true loss of control, but it was still a huge blow to him.

Qiluo was also deeply affected; this was her first experience like this in her beastly life.

Both sides were deeply saddened.

"How about we try to see how things go with Beianqi first?" Zijin suggested. "Su Ming, just be patient, maybe you'll get used to it after a while?"

The two did not object, and together they headed towards Beianqi's room.

"My sister always texts me saying she's very happy here," Qiluo chatted with Zijin. Despite her small stature, she spoke with remarkable poise and confidence. "Thank you for taking care of Beianqi and Cheng Yue."

"Wait a minute, are you the one who sings for her?" Su Ming interjected.

"I'm older than her, and we've lived together since we were little. What's the problem?" Qiluo replied in a very unfriendly tone.

"Um, I mean, did Angie Beianqi sing?"

"No."

Remembering the mechanic girl's promise to introduce her to him, Su Ming had a feeling something was amiss. He pondered this.

Where exactly did things go wrong?