Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 571 Conversation between father and daughter

Renekton nodded with a faint smile, stretched out his hand to peel off the penguin Russell from his body, looked at Bernadette and said:

"I have read a lot of Russell's diaries. If you want to know the contents, you can always ask me to translate some of them for you."

Penguin Russell glared at Renekton fiercely and said, "Shut up, don't force me to fall out with you."

Renekton narrowed his eyes, reached out and pinched Penguin Russell's head and said, "What will happen if you fall out?"

"I will... damn, let's discuss this topic in private." Penguin Russell's tone quickly softened.

Bernadette looked at the two people in front of them who had no image of angels or true gods, and sighed in her heart. Maybe this is the reason why they became friends so quickly.

After two seconds of silence, she walked to the desk and sat down, then spoke to bring the topic back on track:

"When are you going to go find Zaratul? Do you need help?"

Hearing this, Renekton stopped teasing the penguin Russell, leaned back slightly, leaned against the back of the chair, and said in a calm voice:

"After I become the 'Emperor of Knowledge', I will be able to find Zarath on my own, but I do need help with stealing things from the Church of Steam."

Penguin Russell looked left and right, and finally found a few books to put under his feet. After making himself taller than Renekton and Bernadette who were sitting on the chairs, he said with a serious face:

"Church of Steam? You plan to steal the 'Emperor of Knowledge' trait that I left behind. Aren't you worried that 'Steam' will come to you after discovering you?"

"I even think it's very possible for Him to rush out of the perfect place and come directly to kill you with force."

Renekton raised his head slightly, looked at the ceiling of the captain's room and said, "Wouldn't it be more exciting to steal something in front of a true god and run away?"

Penguin Russell complained speechlessly: "You should really become a thief. I feel like your potion can even melt in your mouth."

"Thank you for the compliment. In fact, if this path does not include Amon, it is indeed a good choice." Renekton chuckled twice, then looked at Bernadette and continued:

"Bonova is in the Iron Church. When the time comes, I need your help to hold him down for a while. You can ask Saslier for help to add some depraved and negative humanity to him to counter the overly strong divinity in him. "

When Bonova was mentioned, Penguin Russell's aura instantly disappeared. He lowered his head and sighed:

"It's my fault for Bonova. If I hadn't inherited so many characteristics from him, he would have had more time to grow up and accumulate humanity."

Bernadette pursed her lips and comforted in a low voice:

"This is an unexpected development. No one would have thought that Steam would give him a copy of the 'knowledge mentor' characteristic."

While several people were chatting, Renekton's inspiration was suddenly touched. He reached out from the air and took a piece of light yellow letter paper that fell from the spirit world.

He briefly glanced at it. It was a letter from Frank. His research on plants that could survive in the dark had already achieved some results.

"You are an unusual messenger," Penguin Russell retracted his dark red gaze from high above and sighed thoughtfully.

Renekton chuckled, skipped the topic and said, "It's just a book. We need to talk about remuneration."

"I thought you were a kind-hearted person who values ​​friendship just like me, but it turns out you are also a person who takes advantage of kindness in return."

Penguin Russell looked like I'm disappointed for you, sat slowly on the stacked books, and continued:

"What do you want to do? Or, what do you need?"

He seemed to enjoy the form of this little pet, and started to let himself go. After sighing in his heart, Renekton raised his hand and stretched out two fingers, and said with a chuckle:

"Two things: first, I need you to help me recover the characteristics and authority of 'Steam'; second, work for me for 200 years."

Penguin Russell jumped up from the book with exaggerated movements, raised his neck and said:

"Two hundred years!"

"It's impossible. I, the Emperor Russell whom everyone respects, will never work for others!"

Renekton smiled and nodded, then continued:

"You can let Bonova or Bernadette replace you, and the salary is an 'Enlightener' or 'Knowledge Emperor' attribute."

Penguin Russell said without thinking:

"Two copies! You don't need so many characteristics, and giving the position of King of Angels to someone will not affect your status."

Renekton nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

"You agree so readily?" Penguin Russell suddenly asked suspiciously.

Renekton shrugged and said in a relaxed tone: "It's just a drawing. Anyway, I don't have anything now."

Penguin Russell took a deep breath and waited for two seconds before looking at Renekton and saying, "I really want to punch you in the face."

Renekton picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, and then sighed: "What a pity, you can't beat me now, and it will probably be difficult to beat me in the future."

Putting down the coffee cup, he stood up from the chair and said:

"Okay, it's time to say goodbye. I wish you a happy life."

"By the way, if you are not satisfied with the body of this penguin, you can come to me in the Southern Continent and I will be responsible for after-sales service."

Penguin Russell waved his hands in disgust and said, "I don't need to change from penguin to panda."

Renekton shrugged and sneered. His body instantly faded and disintegrated into streams of complex knowledge, turning into a pure information flow creature that surged into the depths of the spiritual world like a torrent.

After Renekton left, Bernadette looked at Penguin Russell with calm eyes and said in a cold voice:

"What happened to the diary just now?"

"January 1184, 1, the grand New Year's party, and what did Mrs. Fronard say that she didn't finish?"

"The diary of the day is. It will be in the evening."

The dark red light flowing in Penguin Russell's eyes became dim, and his voice became choppy, as if the battery was low and was about to shut down.

Bernadette looked at the extreme doll that seemed to be about to fall at any time, and said without any fluctuation in her tone:

"This is a mechanical doll driven by demigod-level characteristics as energy. It will not malfunction easily."

Penguin Russell sat on the table like a sad frog, his head lowered, and he sighed heavily:

"Alas, I have regretted it more than once. Why did I fail to figure out why I wrote diaries in the first place and let them be circulated?"

After a moment of silence, Bernadette gave up her intention to ask. Based on her understanding of her father, she could already guess the rest of the content after hearing only the first part. After a slight sigh, she spoke in a low voice;

"Those diaries served their purpose."

After two seconds of silence, she continued to add:

"There is an existence who calls himself 'The Fool' who is collecting your diaries. I passed Cattleya, a little girl I adopted, and I passed some diaries to the 'Fool' through her."

"Someone calls himself 'The Fool', and is still consciously collecting my diaries? Interesting, this path does not have the birth of Sequence 0. Is it an old guy who hides his identity? Or is it a newcomer later?"

Penguin Russell held up his chin with his pair of small wings and tried to look like he was thinking. After sighing for a few words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He looked at Bernadette with wide eyes and asked:

"Did you give him the diary I wrote later or the diary I wrote in the earlier period?"

Bernadette recalled: "The parts related to 'Mr. Door', as well as some of your later diaries when your mood fluctuated greatly."

"Huh~, not bad, not bad." Penguin Russell patted his chest. Before he could be happy, he heard Bernadette continue:

"There is not only one channel for him to collect diaries, such as the Russell Memorial Exhibition, or gatherings between some extraordinary people. The diaries are not in a fixed order."

"In Backlund, a favored person of the 'Fool' got the Black Emperor card that you disguised as a bookmark, and successfully activated it."

Damn diary! I feel like I have died in the circle of time travellers, reduced to the mechanical penguin they chat with after dinner. Russell feels that his spirit has become twisted and ferocious. I am about to crawl in a twisted and dark way. Damn, I must destroy those diaries, destroy them all!

Bernadette stared at the mechanical penguin who was stunned in place and continued:

"I had contacted his favored one before and wanted to learn that peculiar writing from him, but he refused."

"Haha. There's nothing to learn there, it's just a special encryption method."

Penguin Russell smiled awkwardly, and the stone hanging in his heart was finally put down. Phew~ Fortunately, fortunately he refused, which almost made me crawl out of the grave to kill.

"Can you teach me the special encryption method?" Bernadette stared at the little penguin in front of her, her tone steady.

Penguin Russell was stunned, and said hesitantly: "Well, of course. Later, after I am resurrected, I will teach you this kind of writing myself."

"Isn't it an encryption method? Why did it become text again?" Bernadette said while staring at Penguin Russell with a smile.

"Forehead"

Before Russell could continue to make excuses, Bernadette said calmly: "I hope you won't forget what you said today after you are successfully resurrected."

After she finished speaking, she opened the cabinet under the desk, rummaged for paper and pen, and began to write a letter to Cattleya, so that she would not have to pass the diary to Mr. Fool in the future.

After handing the written letter to her messenger, she turned to look at Penguin sitting on the desk and asked curiously:

"What kind of animal is this mechanical doll based on? I have never seen this kind of creature in either the Northern and Southern Continents or the Five Seas. Is it a mutant of some kind of bird?"

Russell sighed softly and said: "It's called a penguin, a creature that once lived on this planet. That was a long, long time ago."