The few of them had a meal in laughter and joy, and it was the first time they could have a peaceful meal since coming to Arkham.
"By the way, Master, why are you here? And judging from other people's reactions, you seem to be in a very high position."
Joet Brown suddenly remembered this question and took the opportunity to ask Arnold.
“After the tragedy of Umr, I began to travel around.
Until one day, I received a message from Fabia asking me to come to Arkham to take over her position as dean, so I came.
In fact, I have only been here for a short time, maybe only about a month?"
Speaking of this topic, Arnold remembered a message that Fabia had left for Jobtran, and he said slowly,
"Fabie is sleeping now."
Arnold looked at Joet Brown and spoke softly after making sure that no one else could hear.
"Sleeping?"
Joe Butran repeated, looking at Arnold in confusion.
“She didn’t explain the specific reason.
Now all the investigation bureaus around the world have been paralyzed, and all we can do is try our best to maintain superficial peace."
When Joet Brown heard this, he recalled the scene where Fabia's clone exploded.
He frowned and couldn't understand why she suddenly fell asleep.
"Does she have anything to convey to me through you?"
"have.
Here are the original words, please listen carefully."
Arnold paused, cleared his throat, and said word by word,
“Some knowledge is known to people, but cannot be spoken because of taboos.
Although some characters appear to be very handsome and brilliant on the surface, they are helpless against the coming storm.
Knowing and not speaking is not really a sin;
Knowing but not doing is hypocritical cowardice. "
This passage is like a riddle with a certain rhythm. Joet Brown cannot figure it out yet, but he can guess a little bit of its meaning.
Knowing but not doing should refer to Fabia's own slumber.
She should know what is about to happen in the world, but for some reason she cannot reveal this information to the outside world.
Perhaps what was going to happen in the future was too hard to accept, or perhaps reality was too cruel. Whatever it was, Fabia herself was powerless to do anything about it.
If we understand this passage from another perspective, we will come up with another interesting point of view.
Joet Brown couldn't help but think of the woman in the grocery store in the village.
I still remember that when Joet Brown asked questions about the Silver Spoon, the woman's answer was very puzzling.
Can't say.
It’s not that she doesn’t understand or doesn’t know, but that she can’t.
There is no essential difference between these three.
The reason why it cannot be done is naturally related to the word taboo.
Speaking of taboos, Joet Brown immediately thought of the "Book of the Dead" hidden in the library.
It is said that all forbidden knowledge is recorded in the Book of the Dead, which must be the content of the taboos.
"Boy?"
Arnold called softly, awakening Joet Brown from his dazed state.
"Yeah, it's okay, I think I understand.
The credits in my ID card were also left for me by Fabia, right? "
Jobtran picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.
“It should be.
Anyway, the Bureau has been providing Miskatonic University with a large amount of experimental materials and resources since its establishment, so it would be a waste to leave these credits unused.
Just keep it for yourself and use it where it can be put to good use.
So, what happened to your legs?"
Arnold replied.
"I got into a fight and got knocked down.
It's okay, you should be able to stand up in a few weeks."
Joe Butran slapped his thigh helplessly and said.
"What level?"
Although Joet Brown said it lightly, Arnold knew how capable Joet Brown was.
Such simple words could not fool Arnold.
"About the same as you. I even think I might be stronger than you in some ways."
Joet Brown recalled some details of the battle on the island and said with a sigh.
"If Fabia hadn't blown herself up, I would have confessed."
The more Arnold listened, the more frightened he became, especially when he heard the words Fabia self-destructed, his expression immediately became extremely gloomy.
"She's pinning her hopes on you, Choate Brown."
Arnold said with a heavy heart.
"Yeah. I know.
My dear teacher, do you know
I never think of myself as being very strong, because I always meet people who are stronger than me.
To be honest, if I had to fight the high priest head-on, the guy who crippled me, I would be defeated within ten minutes without the help of external objects.
I am too weak, so weak that I doubt whether I can bear the expectations of others.
First, the eruption of the volcano restricted the high priest, then the Hound of Tindalos intervened and clamped down on the high priest's pursuit, and finally Fabia sacrificed herself for me.
I was able to escape from the island this time because luck was on my side."
After Joe Butran finished speaking, he drank the wine in the glass.
Just by looking at his appearance, you can feel how decadent he is at the moment.
"Boy, you've changed."
Arnold looked Joet Brown straight in the eye and said with emotion,
"Your spirit has been worn out by repeated setbacks.
You should take advantage of this opportunity to further your studies to recharge your batteries so that you can be ready to face future challenges.
I won’t say any more. I have something else to do. You guys continue eating.
If you want to find me, just come to my office in the teaching building."
After saying that, Arnold stood up, smiled and saluted politely to everyone, then turned and left.
While the two of them were chatting, everyone had already finished eating, and they walked out of the cafeteria side by side, patting their stomachs happily.
Based on Arnold's previous location, several groups of people who had intended to approach Joet Brown did not get the chance to get close, but this freshman with superb fighting skills and high emotional intelligence obviously attracted the attention of many parties.
The funny thing is that when they walked out of the cafeteria, Columbia and Fok were scrambling to push Jobtran out, while the mighty Miss Sif was very fair in rewarding each of them with a dessert after the meal - hairy chestnuts.
The two people who failed to act nice could only hold the big swollen bumps on their heads and feel sad.
"This woman doesn't look like a good person, does she?"
Fok asked quietly beside Columbia.
"Ahem, why didn't I know she was so fierce before..."
Columbia muttered to himself helplessly.
After they reacted, they looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost, and at the same time turned their heads away and groaned.
While the two were having fun, the new "tour guide" Howard honestly took everyone on a tour around the entire campus.
When they arrived in front of the only library on campus, Joet Brown called Sif to stop for a moment.
Even though you only see it from a distance, you can feel the uniqueness of this library.
The library is located far away from other teaching buildings.
Behind the library is a bottomless cliff, and on both sides are terrifying dense forests.
There is not only a fence outside the library, but also several watchtowers.
The guards standing on the tower were looking around intently.
There were more than a dozen armed guards guarding the only door in and out of the library.
Such an exaggerated lineup is just a defense on the surface. There will definitely be more eyes secretly keeping a close eye on the people who are preparing to enter and exit.
Whether students or professors, no one is allowed to enter without the certification of the department head or above. Even under such conditions, everyone entering the library needs to sign a confidentiality agreement with hundreds of harsh clauses.
This is a unique rule in Miskatonic University and also the most important rule.
The reason for establishing this rule is simple, because in the past, outsiders had sneaked into the library under the guise of students and took out the contents of several forbidden books.
If it had caused a temporary bloodbath it would have been just a minor matter, but later on handwritten copies were found circulating on the market.
After that incident, the school began to take strict precautions.
Howard slowly shared the information he knew. Although he himself did not know what kind of sensation the leaked content caused in society at the time, it was enough for students to understand the extraordinary nature of this library.
"So how do you usually search for information
Don’t you encounter difficulties when doing your research projects? "
Sif, who loves learning, thought of this question after hearing these strange rules.
"General information is stored in the corresponding archives in each teaching building. Unless it involves some forbidden knowledge, there is no need to come here for ordinary study.
The reason I brought you here is because I know Mr. Joet Brown is from the Department of Mystical Knowledge Research and may be of use to you in the future, so I brought you here."
Howard replied timidly.
"Is that so? Thank you, Howard."
Sif put her arm around Howard's shoulder in a familiar manner, and Howard blushed at that moment.
Seeing this, a few guys with bad intentions immediately understood Howard's situation, and they looked at each other and smiled a way that only men can understand.
"No...you're welcome."
Howard lowered his head out of shame, and Joet Brown said with a smirk,
"Bad review, I want to give a bad review."
After hearing this, Howard immediately looked sad and his face turned pale.
Although he had earned a lot of credits from the bet just now, and these credits solved the problems in his life, the final score of each mission would affect the rewards for subsequent tasks. If he got a bad review, the subsequent tasks would be difficult.
Professor Robert rolled his eyes.
"Come on, don't bother the young man.
It’s getting late, we should go back and rest.”
"Okay, okay, I won't make trouble anymore."
Joet Brown raised his hands high and stuck out his tongue playfully at Howard.
“If you have any questions in the future, remember to come to us.
We are all friends.”
"Yes, yes, we are all friends."
Columbia responded immediately, but only pointed at Fok.
"Except this guy."
Fok ignored Columbia's nonsense and looked at Howard seriously.
"Did you tell them how to check their schedule?"
"Ah, I don't remember."
Howard slapped his head in annoyance.
"It is important to check the schedule, please pay attention."
Fok took out his ID card and placed it in the palm of his right hand, with the card facing up. He extended his index finger and tapped his own portrait on the ID card three times in a row, and whispered,
"schedule."
A palm-sized light screen appeared in front of Fok, which was a projected schedule.
"A schedule that still has a light on it represents an unfinished event or lesson.
Just tap on this light spot and you can get specific information.
To live at Miskatonic University, you must master every function of your ID card.
One of the things that can’t be ignored is the schedule.”
After Fok closed his palms, the light curtain disappeared.
This ID card obviously has magical properties, and everyone was amazed at it.
“There are two other things you must know.
First, if this ID card is lost, you must go to the Newcomer Reception Office immediately to apply for a replacement. However, the replacement is not free and requires twenty credits.
Second, as long as two ID cards touch each other, they can add friends and contact each other, and even trade credits.
You may have seen this when you were betting in the cafeteria, but remember the most important point.
No matter who gets the ID card, they can operate it.
So in school, you have to be careful of pickpockets.
What do you think, Howard?"
Although Fok was not extremely smart, he was able to see through the little tricks that Howard seemed to be planning from the small details.
When Fok's last words fell, the atmosphere became a little tense.
The way everyone looked at Howard changed.
Howard was so anxious that he stuttered.
"I...I...I just..."
"You just didn't have time to find a chance to teach us, right, Howard?"
Jobtran looked directly into Howard's eyes and asked with a smile.
The pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything stared at Howard. Howard raised his head and nodded heavily.
"That's fine, I'll go back to the freshman reception desk and give you your score.
It's not your fault. Who let some fool suddenly jump out and provoke our adults, and then caused a duel?"
Columbia glanced at Fok jokingly, while Fok looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, with a stern face, but the blush on his face betrayed him.
Everyone laughed, added each other as friends using their ID cards, and returned to the original place.
The freshman reception room was still in a mess.
Howard walked to a blackboard, picked up a piece of chalk and wrote the six words "Newcomer Reception Task", then handed the chalk to Joet Brown.
Joe Butran took the chalk and five stars appeared on the blackboard.
Joet Brown stroked it gently, with a smile in his eyes,
"Here, five-star rating."