Chapter 101: Tracing the Prophecy (2) “We can also go to the wasteland…

When Si Ling and Xuan Chi knocked on Thoth's office door, she was bent over her desk, writing. As the ancient Egyptian goddess of writing, she no longer had any followers, so she would casually bestow inspiration upon anyone she deemed attractive.

Seeing Si Ling and Xuan Chi, she put down her reed pen and politely stood up to greet them: "What do you want to talk to me about? Please take a seat here."

They settled themselves on sofas at one side of the office, and Thoth brought them traditional beer and slices of bread, but without the grit that even the pharaoh couldn't handle.

"Thank you." Si Ling nodded, and when Toth sat down, she showed her the prophecy written in the original Celtic language.

Thoth read the prophecy clearly and said with a smile, "I've heard of this prophecy too. What's the matter?"

Si Ling spoke frankly, "We think this prophecy might hold the truth about what happened to Xuan Chi back then, so we'd like to learn about Atlantis. It mentions the gods disappearing. Was that the reason for their downfall? I'd also like to see the original Atlantis prophecy. Perhaps you know something about it?"

"Oh, Atlantis..." Thoth laughed. "Their existence did overlap with mine, and I was once quite familiar with several of their gods, but I can't help you with the things you want to know."

Si Ling looked at her in confusion. Thoth continued, "Their disappearance was completely sudden. There was no warning, and no notification was given to friends and family in other civilizations. We were just like humans, suddenly hearing one day that the Atlantean civilization had vanished. I tried to contact those friends after hearing the news, but their entire divine realm had also lost contact, leaving no trace."

"This really sounds like a disappearance." Xuan Chi thought thoughtfully.

Si Ling then asked Thoth: "Do you know anything about this prophecy and the people mentioned in it?"

Thoth shook his head. "This is aimed at Western civilization. Ancient Egypt is quite far from the so-called 'Western God Realm.' Perhaps you could go to the library and look through ancient books, or ask Lucifer? Although Atlantis had been destroyed for thousands of years when he was born, he holds a high position of power in the Western God Realm and knows all the top secrets."

"Okay, let's go to the library first." Si Ling said.

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Fengdu.

The Black and White Impermanence began a new round of rage, as the Bull-Headed and Horse-Face officers had stumbled upon a few wandering spirits while out on duty a while ago and, according to procedure, had brought them back to the underworld. Theoretically, the underworld should have been able to easily locate these individuals' information, confirm their identities, and send those who deserved reincarnation to reincarnation, or convict those who deserved convictions. However, after the Bull-Headed and Horse-Face officers completed the handover, the Reincarnation Dispatch Center was unable to locate any of these individuals' information.

So the Reincarnation Dispatch Center handed them over to the Four Judges Court, but the four judges of higher rank were unable to find any clues.

This kind of low-probability bug had occurred before, and it wasn't a big deal, just a nuisance. The Four Judges handed it over to the Black and White Impermanence for investigation.

The Four Judges were well aware of how annoying this kind of work was, so they sent an intern to help the Black and White Impermanence with a guilty conscience and a sense of appeasement, and generously stated that if they felt that the intern was capable, then this person could stay in the Soul-Catching Department in the future. The Four Judges agreed to add a position to the Soul-Catching Department.

The human population had more than tripled in a hundred years, and the Black and White Impermanence had long felt the Soul-Catching Division was understaffed, yet their superiors had been dragging their feet on recruiting. Now, finally able to add someone, even though they knew the mission was going to be tedious, they had no choice but to accept it.

In the morning, as soon as the coffee bought by Xie Bian arrived, the intern came to report with his resume.

Xie Bian sat at his desk and flipped open his resume: "Chu Ling, the water chestnut spirit..." He couldn't help but glance at the girl opposite him twice and couldn't help saying, "It's not easy for you to become a spirit in this category!"

It is the most difficult for fruits and vegetables to become spirits.

Because compared to objects, they can eat; compared to birds and beasts, they cannot run.

Therefore, in China, where food is the most important thing for the people, not many of them can survive the deadly "season", let alone become spirits.

Therefore, fruits and vegetables that can become spirits are extremely talented.

Xie Bian felt a little better when he saw that the four judges had really sent a capable helper.

Chu Ling nodded modestly: "I am lucky. I will thank you for your guidance in the future."

"You're so polite. Please take a seat." Xie Bian closed the folder and asked, as if he were an elder, "What are your thoughts on the mission assigned to you by the judges this time?"

Chu Ling immediately pulled out a notebook from her bag and flipped through it while saying, "I've done some research. These ghosts can't even communicate with each other in the most basic way, and their facial features are blurry. This means they're on the verge of annihilation and haven't been worshipped for a long time."

Xie Bian nodded in agreement.

Chu Ling, who had just arrived, was a little nervous at first, but seeing this, she felt more confident and continued, "Also, they don't have any identity information in the underworld, so I guess... they are early inter-civilization souls. Their identity information is in their underworld. We need to figure out where they come from first, and then connect with them."

Xie Bian didn't say her speculation was wrong, but just laughed: "Although we don't have initial information about these souls, we do have records. The Reincarnation Dispatch Center should be able to find them."

Chu Ling shook her head: "I went to the Samsara Dispatching Center to ask, and the earliest they could find was the Western Han Dynasty, which was when they came into contact with the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions."

Xie Bian frowned and thought: Isn't this early enough?

Chu Ling placed the open notebook in front of him. "The Porcelain Kingdom had contact with other civilizations much earlier than the Western Han Dynasty. You see, I've researched it, and it had contact with the outside world in the late Neolithic Age. However, at that time, there was no communication between the various underworlds, let alone the establishment of relevant mechanisms. So, I think these people were most likely from the Porcelain Kingdom during that time, and they were just ordinary people, the kind not recorded in history books."

Xie Bian's eyes fixed on the pages of his notebook, and he let out a stiff laugh: "I've never seen this kind of question before..."

To be precise, it was the late Neolithic Age, when he was not even born on earth, let alone working as a ghost messenger in the underworld.

and……

He looked at Chu Ling and said, "At that time, the entire underworld's mechanism was not yet complete. If they really were foreign ghosts from that period, there would be no way to track them down."

He paused for a moment before proposing a feasible plan: "If it were you, I'd just follow the 'Regulations on the Management of Unidentified Ghost Reincarnation' and directly enter our system to begin reincarnation. The first life will be purely random, and whether you're a human or a weed will depend on fate. The rest will depend on your cultivation."

This is the simplest, most labor-saving, and most harmless solution. The only drawback is that if the other civilization comes to ask for the person one day, it will cause a diplomatic dispute.

However, the probability of such a thing happening is extremely low, especially for a ghost that has been wandering for so long that its soul is about to die - if the original civilization wanted a human, wouldn't it have taken it long ago?

However, intern Chu Ling still possessed the work fervor of a newly minted ox and horse. She strived to handle this task to perfection, looking at Xie Bian with sparkling eyes. "The judges said that the Soul-Catching Division has a discarded archive. They have scattered records from before the underworld's mechanisms were perfected. I'd like to try my luck there."

"..." Xie Bian was speechless, "Then you really just took your luck."

Chu Ling didn't care about Xie Bian's subtle dissuasion and asked expectantly, "Can you give me authorization?"

The scrap archive actually does not require authorization, you just need to swipe your card to enter.

Xie Bian had no choice but to open the drawer and hand her the door card that had never been used. "It's on the 14th floor underground. Turn left after you exit the elevator. It's near the middle."

"Thank you, senior!" Chu Ling took the room card and got up excitedly to leave. When she reached the office door, she happened to meet Fan Wujiu coming in. Chu Ling greeted him politely and trotted towards the elevator.

Fan Wujiu turned to look at her, and as he walked towards his desk, he asked Xie Bian, "Is this the intern? What are you doing there?"

Xie Bian smiled bitterly: "She said she wanted to check the scrap archives, so let her go."

"Scrap archive?" Fan Wujiu was stunned for a moment, then he immediately thought to himself and said to Xie Bian, "We can also go to the scrap archive."

Xie Bian frowned: "What for?"

"Look into Xuan Chi's affairs," Fan Wujiu said. "And Si Ling, didn't you search through all the records and still find no information on them?"

"That doesn't make sense to go to the scrap archives." Xie Bian laughed. "It's ridiculous that such an ancient mythical beast, such a lofty species, is not in the official history. If he is in the scrap archives, then I should be in the garbage dump myself."

"Theoretically, you're right, but isn't he found in the official history?" Fan Wujiu said, "Let's give it a try."

"...That's easy for you to say." Xie Bian felt a headache when he thought of the vast amount of information in the discarded archives. Not only were those materials fragmented, but there were also no tools for easy retrieval. Even the simplest organization such as classification and alphabetical sorting was not done. Trying to find something useful from them was as difficult as looking for a specific character in a library with a rich collection of books.

This is not a last-ditch effort, this is to kill him.

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In the Ghost Academy, the only sound in the library was the occasional sound of flipping books, which would then become completely quiet in an instant.

In front of Si Ling and Xuan Chi were piles of historical books and materials. Xuan Chi's pile was all related to Atlantis, while Si Ling's was more mixed. Some ancient scrolls had nothing to do with Atlantis, but were records about artifacts and sacrificial vessels.

Because she concealed part of the reason for going to Fox City to settle the score from Xuan Chi, which was that she wanted to find out the real reason for the origin of the artifact.

...Although she was unconscious at the time, she vaguely remembered absorbing energy from her artifact. She suspected that the spell she inexplicably obtained was also related to the power given to her by the artifact.

This is so weird.