"Didn't they say that information between cities is very difficult to circulate?" Su Chen asked in a low voice.
Standing in front of him, Gu Bing turned around, feeling slightly helpless, and lowered her voice:
"But you becoming Elder Xia's student—the Third Chief Inquisitor simply has to know about that. Elder Xia acted first and reported later, and even gifted a City Lord position along the way. I reckon he must have suffocated that person quite heavily in frustration."
"Moreover, due to Elder Xia's special status, your na should already be known by quite a few people."
"Alright." Su Chen sighed.
The crowd standing at the side, who had pricked up their ears to listen, couldn't help but reveal envy on their faces. As for jealously, they could only cover it up.
To have one's na arrive with precedence before the person themselves had even reached their destination, and even being capable of stirring up a wave of ripples in Yingfeng—who wouldn't be envious?
Gu Bing then clapped her hands and said: "Everyone, there is still a period of ti until the Adjudication Court assessnt. The arrangent for ordinary students of Nanfeng Academy will be handled by , and City Lord Yuan will be responsible for the basic expenses. As for the rest of you, you are responsible for yourselves."
Du Yu and the rest didn't care. They had money on hand and brought along various types of precious tals, simply waiting to go and spend them.
"Su Chen... You are not yet a mber of the Adjudication Court, so you will also have to reside outside," Gu Bing specifically told Su Chen once more.
Su Chen nodded, but his gaze swept over toward Yang Yan, who was walking out carrying the small tal box.
Inside of that was the Saint Word Stone... Su Chen's heart shifted slightly, and he called out: "Judge Yang..."
Yang Yan paused his footsteps. Su Chen leaned closer, "Are you heading to the Class Decoding Departnt?"
"Mhm." Yang Yan nodded: "Saint Word Stones must be uniformly delivered to the Class Decoding Departnt."
"May I follow along with you?" Su Chen asked, further adding, "My Teacher Yuan specifically told that when the Saint Word Stone is delivered to Yingfeng, I must have them absolutely not forget Nanfeng."
"After all, the profession this ti is extraordinary."
In circumstances where lower-tier cities couldn't decipher the Saint Word Stones they excavated from ruins themselves, they could be delivered to Yingfeng. Following its deciphernt by Yingfeng, the results would also be shared.
However, the Class Decoding Departnt possessed a highly venerated status. When it ca to certain professions that weren't considered very important to them, they would simply toss them to the side after they were deciphered, and no one dared to rush them either.
The lower-tier cities also had no other solution. They could only swallow the loss in silence, at most sending over a few extra ssages to repeatedly inquire about it.
"Yuan Chenyang... truly is..." Yang Yan chuckled and shook his head. Pondering montarily, he said: "You are Elder Xia's student, so there is no harm in you tagging along."
What permitted Su Chen to go forth wasn't the valid and justified request made by Nanfeng, but rather the layer of identity belonging to Xia Hanshi's student.
"Many thanks." Su Chen nodded. He felt highly curious regarding the Class Decoding Departnt, especially following his discovery of the Morning Star Tier—Crimson Fla Responding Thunder Great Exalted.
Since professional information could even be engraved upon the circular rings on Yingfeng's exterior, perhaps more information was held within its interior, and the Class Decoding Departnt held the greatest possibility of this.
There was also that so-called 【Saint】; he kept that in his mory as well. The very first advancent requirent for the Great Exalted was the Profound Purple grade talent, whereas he was only at Red Gold.
He departed alongside Yang Yan, while the crowd gazed at the backs of their departing figures with complex aesthetics.
Having traveled all the way here, the older sister figure Gu Bing had occasionally still chatted with the crowd, but Yang Yan rarely exhibited his face; even when he did show his face, his attitude was exceedingly cold and detached.
Only Su Chen was capable of making his attitude soften a notch.
Upon erging from the spaceship dock, Yang Yan brought Su Chen along via the elevator to the lower-level parking lot. After concluding the procedures, he extracted a black hovercar.
"...A Class Decoder is not a profession..." Yang Yan signaled Su Chen to fasten his seatbelt before finally answering his question. "It's very bizarre, right? Every trade and profession has professional derivations, yet deliberately, the translating of Saint Word Stones is not a profession itself."
"To translate Saint Word Stones, investigating nurous pieces of information is required. Even more so, it relies on one's own accumulation. This is extrely difficult to take shortcuts with. At most, there are so special professions to assist with heightening mories or comprehension abilities."
"So it purely cos down to accumulation..." Su Chen murmured.
"Mhm." Yang Yan subsequently explained: "The responsibilities of the Class Decoding Departnt don't rely lie with translating professions. The texts within nurous ruins likewise require their help. Otherwise, even if certain spells or technological data were discovered, there'd be no way to use them..."
Hearing him speak about it, only then did Su Chen gain a genuine understanding. The status held by the Class Decoding Departnt didn't rely originate from translating Saint Word Stones; it could be proclaid as the cornerstone of civilization's revival.
However, professional translations composed an exceedingly large proportion.
What was recorded on the Saint Word Stones was essentially a type of text as well, but simply an encrypted form.
"...However, besides full-ti Class Decoders, there is another translation thod."
As the hovercar started up and plunged into the vehicle lane, Yang Yan saw how curious he appeared, and willingly spoke more about it.
"Oh?" Su Chen's interest was piqued.
"You know how so people hold a kind of affinity toward specific professions, right..." Yang Yan asked.
"This I know." Su Chen nodded.
Yang Yan pondered briefly, as if thinking about how to explain it:
"Taking the Saint Word Stone in the box in the back as an example, although we don't know the exact specifics recorded on it, if you harbored a special affinity for its profession, it would cryptically reveal a set of information within the dark."
"Sothing like that is possible?" Su Chen's eyes shone brightly.
"Yeah..." Yang Yan expressed with emotion. "Saint Word Stones are not simple stone slabs; the textual symbols atop them shift and change at every single mont."
"Soone in the Class Decoding Departnt once made a record: even for the simplest 1st-tier profession, its overall permutations of textual symbol combinations exceed a hundred thousand when tallied up."
"Furthermore, the Evil God Cults are actually capable of relying on it to diminish the price required for conversing with an Evil God. The Saint Word Stone itself is an exceedingly precious material."
"Perhaps it truly is sothing utilized by deities..." Su Chen couldn't help but say.
"The Class Decoding Departnt genuinely possesses this kind of speculation..." Yang Yan didn't believe Su Chen to be sprouting absolute nonsense.
The two nonchalantly chatted as they passed through the thriving Yingfeng urban areas. Densely packed, complex three-dinsional flow-traffic tracks wove between the clusters of buildings like a torrential current; one couldn't even catch sight of an end at a glance.
There were even holographic advertisent projections upon the glass curtain walls on the surfaces of massive high-rises, while the variations in hovercar models beca deeply bizarre and varied.
The black, bionic-coat paint finish on the surface of Yang Yan's car body could manifest a scale-like luster according to changes in vehicle speed so as to decrease friction.
The ti consud by this journey exceeded Su Chen's expectations. Only when the veil of the night descended to complete pitch-black did they finally arrive at their destination.
A silver full moon hung high overhead, spilling silver radiance.
"We are here."
"The moon..." Disembarking from the car, Su Chen looked up at it, feeling that it was simultaneously unfamiliar yet intimately familiar.
Bringing the tal box out from the back, Yang Yan sighed emotionally: "I heard that before the fog pervaded, this thing already existed in the sky; it's very difficult to imagine."
Su Chen's implications were difficult to read. "Who says it isn't."
"Let's go," Yang Yan shouted. Only then did Su Chen snap his mind back together, looking at the Class Decoding Departnt before his eyes.
This was a territory covering an exceedingly broad range. A cluster of cyan-grey alloy buildings stood akin to a forest. On the exterior walls of every single building, honeycomb-like patterns were etched into them.
The security on the periphery was even more rigorous and stringent. Security posts patrolled at every interval of distance.
He parked the car outside. As they walked, Yang Yan imparted so low-voiced exhortations: "Once inside, be mindful of your phrasing."
"This throng of people in the Class Decoding Departnt are highly arrogant. Reminding them to not forget Nanfeng City—doing it once is sufficient. Disregard whether they act absent-mindedly, or impatient, it's best not to say it a second ti."
"I actually assud the Yingfeng Adjudication Court was the largest." Su Chen mumbled a sentence.
Yang Yan cast a glance his way and explained in a lowered voice, "That isn't incorrect per se, but the capacities for mass concerning the two are thoroughly dissimilar. When combining both the Class Decoding Departnt and its apprentices, their formal personnel number less than a hundred—not even enough to equal a single mid-squad in the Adjudication Court."
"The literal value of a single individual is relatively high. If a Chief Inquisitor personally arrived, the circumstances would naturally be distinct, but are we not re inquisitors ourselves?"
"Identities?" Two expressionless guards standing on either side of the front gate halted the two n. Clad in thick black combat armor, they harbored an even greater sense of technological advancent when compared to those sets of armor from Nanfeng.
"Adjudication Court, Discipline and Adjudication Division—Level Four Inquisitor—Yang Yan." Yang Yan drew out his identity card. "I am under orders to deliver a Saint Word Stone."
After the guard took it, they knocked it against an equipping device on their arm, abruptly popping up a virtual screen. Endowed with an anti-peep function, from Su Chen's angle, he could only see a blurry ss.
"Even those tasked with watching the gate are professionals... True to the na of Yingfeng..." Su Chen evaluated in his heart.
"Head on in." The guard's expression eased a notch, but still ultimately only stepped away to clear the path.
Entering the interior pathways, the coming and going crowds couldn't be deed little. Paths interweaved and intersected, where individuals all stood traversing upon silver tal circular discs at a remarkably rapid speed.
Yang Yan also obtained a tal circular disc at the gateway reception. Upon the two n stepping onto it, a virtual screen popped up. Doing an extended swiping motion and locking onto the designated target, the tal circular disc swooshed forth and flew out.
It quickly arrived in front of a tal building located on the left side.
Upon gaining entry to the main lobby, this place felt exceptionally spacious, with an unending stretch of silver-white flooring leading right until the end.
Arriving at the front desk situated dead opposite the main gate, Yang Yan cordially inquired, "Excuse , may I ask if Sang Hanhai, Professor Sang, is available?"
The receptionist appeared to be an exquisitely delicate woman, to the extent of exuding a sense of unrealism. Translucent blue ripples glead within her pupils, while her voice harbored absolutely no emotional fluctuations either: "My apologies, please hold for a mont..."
"This is..." Su Chen was deeply surprised, carefully scrutinizing this "woman" standing in front of his eyes.
Yang Yan felt no surprise whatsoever: "Alright. Please make an appointnt. This is a Saint Word Stone originating from Nanfeng."
"An appointnt has been successfully scheduled."
Following that received response, Yang Yan led Su Chen over to the seats placed at the side to sit in wait. Catching sight of Su Chen's gaze still faintly sizing up the front desk, he couldn't hold back anymore: "That's a chanical puppet, mainly assisting in supportive odds-and-ends."
"The Class Decoding Departnt has an unconventional status. It is impossible for ordinary personnel to enter. And tasking a truly high-tier professional to act as a receptionist happens to be impractical."
Yang Yan further explained: "This thing receives a significantly warm reception in Yingfeng. It is capable of giving aid to many ticulous chores, but the resulting price tag is far from low either."
Who knows if this trinket can be considered a Secret Artifact? Su Chen silently deduced in his heart.
The duo continued to chaotically chat off-and-on.
"Did you say the upper limits for a professional tier?" Yang Yan cast a bewildered look in his direction, shaking his head. "Who actually knows such a thing? The most awe-inspiring profession within the breadth of my knowledge stops strictly at interdiate 7th-tier..."
"Where an upper limit is concerned, the 9th-tier, 10th-tier, or even the 100th-tier could be possible." He babbled nonsense.
Su Chen felt thoroughly speechless. His original intention was to covertly pry into circumstances tied to the "Morning Star Tier," yet it turned out that Yang Yan's knowledge wasn't bountiful at all.
Witnessing Su Chen's exasperated face, Yang Yan grinned instead: "I recognize that you youngsters harbor deep, unrequited yearnings concerning high-tiers and apex heights, yet this isn't naturally a beneficial phenonon."
"Certain information on high-tier professions possesses a latent toxicity at its core. Contacting them would result in incurring damage toward oneself." Arriving here, his facial expression grew much sterner.
"Toxicity?" Su Chen's ntal state heavily tremored, exhibiting deep probing intrigue. He truly hadn't quite run into hearsay like this before.
(End of Chapter)
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