“How can we manufacture high-precision machine tools without a production engineer?”

"How could they maintain peace and order for nearly a thousand years without a combat magician?"

"Without lightning magicians/water magicians/earth magicians/wind magicians, how can we develop electricity/resist floods/build tall buildings/regulate the weather?"

"Without a magician, how could these key theories be developed? It's so strange."

In the indoor library on the first floor of the villa, Ash listened to Igula's exclamations and doubts, and felt a strange sense of superiority for bringing an alien to see modern society.

The technological level of the Kingdom of Stars is very similar to that of the previous life. The process positions that can be simplified by magicians are replaced by human machinery. Therefore, in Ash's opinion, the history of this world is quite normal.

But it was different for Igula. For example, just like when humans discovered that they needed to drink water to survive, they could not accept that there were compatriots who did not need to drink water. For the Trickster, magicians were to civilization as water was to humans. The Trickster, who believed that all civilizations were built on the magician class, naturally could not accept a technological civilization that could develop without magicians.

In comparison, Harvey was much quieter, his brain was almost dormant when dealing with non-necromancy matters.

"Hmm? Cemeteries and burial culture are popular here!"

Ash and Igula glared at Harvey, warning him with their eyes not to mess around.

The necromancer shrugged and continued flipping through the history book in his hand: "Anyway, I can't bring it back to reality... Wait, the imperial tomb from a thousand years ago is on public display in Jiashi, and the embalmed remains of the queen are intact!"

Harvey immediately raised his head and looked at his two companions quietly. This dark-skinned curly-haired man who had always seemed to be bloodless and tearless, now showed a pitiful expression, and his innocent eyes were a bit dazzling.

Igula shook his head: "No!"

"Thousands of years ago..."

"no!"

“Intact…”

"no!"

The necromancer pursed his lips and his body trembled slightly. Ash even felt that he would roll over in the next second, so he had to turn his head and look at Rose: "If he is found to have stolen the bones from the imperial tomb, will it have a big impact on us?"

Rose thought for a moment and shook her head. "No, as long as we give him enough compensation, we can release him on bail, but he will definitely have a criminal record. But as far as I know, the security of the imperial tomb exhibition is not strong. We can actually pay someone to steal the bones. I can even help you design a theft plan that will not be discovered. The probability of being discovered is not high."

Ash looked at the Trickster, "If we find a way to leave, it shouldn't have any impact on us if we fulfill Harvey's wish before we leave."

Igula sighed, looked at the necromancer who was sitting upright, and said unhappily: "Just spoil him."

"But you must be obedient during this period. If you get into trouble, I don't need to tell you the consequences, right?"

The necromancer nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Well, before we leave, we will help you get the thousand-year-old bones."

“Yeah!”

Harvey jumped up from his seat, ran excitedly to sit down at the piano next to him, and after briefly testing a few notes, he began to play it. The light and joyful notes lingered and flowed around his fingertips, and the whole library was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Now it was Ash and Igula's turn to be dumbfounded - this bastard could also play the piano?

Rose massaged Ash's temple and said, "Do I need to register the copyright for a new piano piece I haven't heard of?"

"Not for now..." Ash gave her an awkward look, "And I really don't need your massage."

Rose nodded and turned away. Ash just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a cool touch on his earlobe, which made him shudder. It turned out that Rose was wiping his ear with a wet towel.

"Rose, we really don't need your help here!" Ash jumped up from the soft chair, "Just do your thing, and let the three of us study here!"

The young assistant looked confused: "But I have to work. My job is to provide you with personal advice on everything from criminal offenses to daily life."

"But I won't need personal service in the future. I'll call you if I need it!"

"That's fine." Rose twitched her nose slightly, "But my income will drop by 90%. The added value of my job is in personal service. My daily service is no different from that of an ordinary butler."

"Don't you have all my money?" Ash said in confusion, "You can take as much as you want."

"No, I will only take compensation that matches the value of my labor." Rose shook her head: "This is the labor rule for people in society."

"But since my employer requires me to do so, I can only accept your change of job." She counted on her fingers and said, "Then I will have to move out of my current apartment, and I will have to stop adopting mountain lions from the zoo. I will also have no money to support welfare organizations... If you don't need personal services, can I leave at night? If I work part-time in a high-end entertainment club at night, can you accept that? I will wear a veil to hide my identity."

Ash stared at her blankly for a while, then had no choice but to sit back down, "Can you help me clean my ears?"

Rose actually took out a complete set of professional ear cleaning equipment, from cotton to ear cleaners.

Igulla looked at this scene and smiled, "I think I will have a lot to talk about with your girlfriend whom I have never met."

From the moment they met, the fraudster noticed that Rose's care for Ash had reached a level of "perfect care". Not excessive, not outrageous, for example, she would hand Ash a towel after he had just finished his shower, and when Ash sat in the passenger seat, she would adjust the height and front and back, and move the air conditioning outlet to the other side.

When he first came to the indoor library, Igula sat directly in the middle position with the best light. Then, Rose stared at him for three seconds, and he had to give up the red leather chair to Ash.

Even for the head massage, if it weren't for Igula's strange gaze, Ash, who was immersed in the history book, might not have noticed that he was enjoying the service of a beautiful girl.

"Please don't," Ash immediately admitted: "I didn't know I would have a childhood sweetheart as an assistant!"

"If the relationships here are affected by reality, then you and her should have a very close relationship in reality." Igulla asked, "She was your girlfriend before you went to prison?"

"I already said I'm not the cult leader Seath, how would I know." Ash shrugged, "But it feels unlikely - if she was also in the blood moon, then why didn't she become a tactile?"

"And I remember that I'm an orphan here, but Rose has parents, but they're both dead, right?"

Rose nodded: "Yes."

"Look," Ash hurriedly cleared himself of suspicion: "She has social connections like parents, so she should be a projection of the Star People. I am a real Blood Moon orphan. We definitely don't know each other in reality!"

The cult leader became more and more confident as he spoke: "Besides, Sword Princess and I have a close relationship. Just because you are a fraudster, how could she be sowed discord with you? I advise you not to have any bad intentions——"

Igula snorted and looked down at the history book: "Then I have one less topic to talk about with Sword Princess. Only Annan, Qinna and Black Crow are left. What a pity..."

Ash was scared: "I'm sorry, I was too arrogant...but why is there Tamashi?"

"Guess." Igula turned another page, suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned around, pulled out several books from the bookshelf, and kept flipping through them, muttering, "Interesting..."

"Did you find anything?"

"Except for a small number of assassinations, the vast majority of the supreme rulers of the Kingdom of Stars died... very dramatically." Igula laughed, "Struck by lightning, hit by cars, drowned in lakes, and even a large number died suddenly of myocardial infarction, as if they suddenly reached the end of their lives and were randomly arranged to die. It's a pity that I don't know the list of emperors of the Kingdom of Stars and their birth and death years, otherwise I would be able to confirm it..."

"Is it corresponding to death?" Ash also became serious: "If the me in reality dies, the me here will also die immediately..."

"But on the other hand, if we die here, are we really dead, or will we return to reality?"

After analyzing this point, Ash couldn't help but feel a little dejected: "There is a lot of key information that we can't obtain at all, and we dare not experiment casually. Currently, the gods known to be related to the Kingdom of Stars are the Four Pillar Gods and the Star Lord. This is not the place for us to come. If this is a game, then we are idiot players who don't know any rules and skipped all the tutorials."

Igula was not too worried: "Then why don't we just look for the beginner tutorials left by other players?"

Ash was stunned: "Other players? Who?"

The Trickster glanced at him and said, "You."

Ash immediately understood Igula's subtext, "Do you think Heath will leave key information? Yes, every time he 'returns to the Blood Moon' he loses his memory of this place. Since he knows this, he must be prepared!"

"I found something very interesting when I was flipping through the books just now." Igula walked in front of the bookshelf, stroking the spines of various exquisite books with his fingertips. "Several books have folded marks."

"At first I thought it was a book mark that Heath folded after reading, and in fact most of them were like that. But in several books, the same page was folded at the same time - page 18."

"Rose." The fraudster suddenly asked, "Are the bookshelves here numbered?"

Rose rubbed the outline of Ash's ear with a wet wipe and replied, "Yes, they are divided into bookshelves 1 to 7."

"That's the 8th book on bookshelf No. 1..." Igula took out a book from the bookshelf next to the piano, opened it and smiled: "It's really easy to understand."

Harvey also stopped playing, and the four of them gathered together and opened what might be the only relic left by Heath.

The first sentence in it made Ash's heart skip a beat.

"Am I dead?"