[Comprehensive British and American] God's life is difficult and how to break it

The appearance of the notebook remains the same, the cover is still old, and there is no loss of burrs at the corners, Newbella weighed the notebook: "The weight has not changed...it should not have changed, I remember where Gemma has the exact data. "

"Are you serious?" Peter said, "won't you read the content first?"

"I thought that the moment I opened the safe, there would be a holy light, and it would become a brand new notebook under the bath of the holy light." Newbera opened the notebook regretfully, "Oh, there is no surprise at all."

Drop drop!

The prompt sound when the rotary coding keyboard was unlocked again sounded at the door. Peter glanced back and couldn't help teasing Newbella: "Well, Gemma is here. You can ask her for various data of the notebook."

Newbella made a face at him, got up and greeted Gemma: "Hi, Gemma! The briefing hosted by the director is over?"

"Not yet, at least not when I left." Gemma ran to the operating table eagerly, "The security department said that there was a situation in the laboratory, so I evacuated first—oh, oh, what's the big hole in the wall?" ?”

"The safe was on fire a few minutes ago. It is probably some kind of secret art connected to the crack." Newbera shook the "Elipe Notes" in his hand, "I was just about to check the contents of the notes, you came Just right."

Peter moved the safe on the operating table to make room for Gemma to put the laptop: "Are you really not going to ask about the original weight of the notebook?"

"Well, it seems that the time you spend with Lucifer must be reduced." Newbella bent his elbow, but carefully controlled the strength within the acceptable range of human beings, lest Peter be knocked into the air, "Jemma, No need to adjust the data, really - well let me see!"

"I knew it." Peter cheerfully cleaned the messy corner of the wall, "So, has the weight changed?"

"We'll have to weigh it," said Gemma cautiously, "and the ink composition analysis, the radiocarbon dating of the paper, and—"

"Jemma, Gemma, don't bother!" Newbe was afraid that she would not finish talking, so he hurriedly interrupted, "The focus of our research is the content, especially the ninth page of No. 60."

"But Peter—" Gemma hesitated, "what about Peter's opinion?"

Newbella hissed and coughed a few times, and looked away: "Hey, Peter! I'm asking for your opinion!"

"I have no objection!" Peter hurriedly raised his hands, "It's up to you to decide on such a big matter, I'm in charge of cleaning, hehe."

"That's more or less the same." Newbella muttered, while Peter smirked at her flatteringly, posing as a very cute wizard riding a broom.

"In this case, let's—" Gemma took a deep breath, and put the notebook back on the operating table respectfully, "My hands are shaking a little, Newbella, please open it!"

"Okay!" Newbella said, stretching out her hand to flip through, and happened to turn to the once blank No.60 nine pages, "This time it can no longer remain mysterious, look at these densely packed words! Gemma, you want Take it for a scan?"

"Of course." Gemma's heart beat faster with excitement, and all the blood in her body pumped to her brain, "I... I'll start the scanner."

"Don't get excited, my dear." Newbera read the text with her head down. "This is the data and performance of the Sword of God of War—a before-and-after comparison?"

"What?" Peter didn't hear clearly for a while, "What's wrong with the sword of God of War?"

"I don't understand. I haven't heard that Ares' God of War sword has been remodeled!" Newbella frowned, trying to read every word on the page, "Here is a highlighted reminder: Don't let the sword fall to the ground during the battle, it will trigger a war. But this is a sword used to lead to war, Aristo—"

Suddenly, an unbelievable and absurd idea crossed her mind, Newbella looked up in shock, and met Peter's equally shocked eyes.

"His sword is no longer the sword it used to be." Newbera silently read Eros' last message, "In the past, Ares could awaken the war just by drawing his sword, but now he must land in battle to succeed, no matter who it is He did it, he weakened the divine power of the God of War Sword."

Gemma asked, "Is this the only one highlighted?"

Newbera checked every corner of the nine pages of No.60 over and over again: "No, this is the only highlighted reminder. Maybe there will be a reminder in the data comparison of the Sword of God of War. My dad should be able to understand it."

"I'll scan the archives first, and then you will translate." Gemma said, "The scanner will be ready in a few minutes, and you can see if the titles with weird words have changed."

"it is good."

Newbella casually flipped through a few pages, and was surprised to find that the content of the entire notebook had changed dramatically. She hurriedly turned back to the first page and roughly read each page of the notes. Hit Alibi.

"The previous notes were scattered, but now they are strictly divided into three parts." Newbera stood by the scanner and explained to Peter and Gemma, "The first part is about the plants of Olympus, and the second part is about the plants of Olympus. It is the science popularization of metals commonly used in Olympus, and the third part is the potion formula. The nine pages of No.60 happen to be the first page of "Alibi's Notes: Science Popularization of Olympus' Common Metals". The materials used to make each part of the sword will lead to topics.”

"It seems that he expected you to steal the notebook." Gemma stared at the computer screen, carefully checking the scanned pages for errors, "Whose work is the sword of the god of war?"

"I don't know." Newbella shrugged, "The sword existed as early as when my mother's mother's mother's mother's mother was born."

"Lots of mothers," exclaimed Peter. "Then who is capable of reforming it?"

A name had already appeared in Newbera's mind, but she didn't think it was possible: "Hephaestus, the craftsman of the gods, his craftsmanship is top-notch among the gods. But if you have read "Greek Mythology", you will Know--"

"Understood." Peter made an expression of "I understand very well", "Ares would not give his weapon to - cough, cough - to repair."

"Actually, Hephaestus and my mother were separated before the Renaissance...but...anyway...you understand." Newbella embarrassedly picked on the scanner "Hephaestus is very kind to children, he made most of my toys when I was a child - behind my mother's back, of course - the great craftsman informs Eros when he is done , let him secretly put the toy in my crib."

"Ahem, cough, it's not easy." Peter complained, "Speaking of Eros, he is the son of Ares, so—"

"Do you think he stole the sword and gave it to Hephaestus for transformation?" Newbera quickly understood Peter's meaning, "It is indeed possible, the problem is time—damn it! Lucifer is right , can't they make it clear in one go?"

"You mean when Ares left Olympus 12 years ago?" Gemma finished scanning the last page. "Maybe he left his sword behind? Maybe Eros knows his whereabouts?"

"First of all, Ares's cloak and Ares' sword are his soul mates. You have seen his symbols - flames and swords - the flames represent the fiery cloak, the sword represents his weapons, Ragnarok cannot Separate them." Newbella put away the notebook, "Secondly, Eros was busy matching Elipi and a beautiful fairy in the forest, and by the way, he was my babysitter, so it was a long time before I received Ares news of leaving."

Peter said, "Ares can text him—leave a note."

"Well, because of their not-so-harmonious father-son relationship, this sort of thing basically doesn't happen in dreams." Newbera took out a blank piece of paper, found another pen, and prepared to write the key Nine pages of No.60 translated, "Peter, please help me find an English dictionary."

"Go here."

The author has something to say: Alibi: But it broke me—hey, Newbella, why did you hit me?

Eros: Hahaha deserves it—hey, hey, why are you hitting me together?

Newbella: ╭(╯^╰)╮