Chapter 107 The Four Monks

Hao Ren really didn't expect that he would have such a lucky day, but after hearing what the two little green men were discussing, he immediately frowned and realized that this matter was not simple. The two little green men were also stunned by his question, and one of them scratched his bald green scalp: "Ascetic monk? What do you mean?"

"Oh, it's nothing," Hao Ren quickly stepped forward. "Tell me about the pearl and those four people. I'm very interested, and maybe I can help you investigate."

The two little green men exchanged glances, seemingly wondering why an inspector would be interested in intervening in such a matter, but they were obviously very happy about it. The little green man who had taken the initiative to mention the pearl spoke: "It happened several months ago. There was an explosion near a mine on our Lingbang planet, which may have been related to a space teleportation accident. After the explosion, we found four... strangely dressed humans at the scene. Well, they're pretty much like you. According to our classification, they belong to the second division of the main sequence humanoid organisms. They didn't speak our language, and they didn't have anything to identify them. We found gravitational anomalies after space teleportation at the scene, but... the investigation didn't turn up anything. We don't know where they came from, and they couldn't explain it themselves."

The little green man paused, seemingly recalling details. "As for the pearl, it appeared with them. It seemed to be a very important thing, but it looked like just a metal ball. They called it the 'precious pearl' themselves. We originally wanted to study the ball, but we almost had a fight with those four people over it. They valued that ball as much as knowledge."

The most important thing in the Campbell people's worldview is exploration and the knowledge that comes with it, so they are used to saying "something is as important as knowledge" instead of "as important as life." In their culture, life is a consumable... anyway, earthlings can't understand it.

"Is it called the Sacred Temple Pearl?" As soon as Hao Ren heard the other party's description, he knew that things were almost certain. He immediately adjusted his translation plug-in and transliterated this strange word from the Dream Plane in the standard pronunciation of the Campbell language: "Sheng-Tang-Bao-Zhu, is it this thing?"

The little green man thought for a while and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, that's it. It's really difficult to communicate with those four humans, especially some of their strangely worded words... We rented an empire data chain to translate it smoothly. The thing they mentioned most often was this Sheng-Tang-Bao-Zhu."

Hao Ren grabbed the table and leaned his upper body over: "Where are they now? Are the people and the pearl still safe?"

The little green man was startled by Hao Ren's actions, and his big head tilted back, almost flipping him over. "Safe, safe. We specially prepared a resettlement center for them... Inspector, do you know where those people came from?"

Hao Ren nodded: "Well, this matter is a bit complicated to explain, some details... sorry, are classified, and involve the stability of the universe. I want to see them, and I may take them away. Can this be arranged?"

Hao Ren originally thought that this matter would require the other party to hold a meeting to discuss it, but he didn't expect that his words "classified" would have an unexpected effect. The little green man's face immediately turned green (Campbell people lack expressions and use color as a supplement; a green face indicates seriousness): "Your Excellency, I understand. I will immediately notify the relevant departments of my Lingbang to make arrangements."

Then he asked cautiously: "Your Excellency, another question—many ordinary staff members who have not received security training have also come into contact with those four people and their pearl... Do these people need to undergo memory cleansing or other security measures?"

As soon as Hao Ren heard this, he quickly waved his hand: "No, no, don't be so nervous. This secret is not serious to that extent."

For many civilized races in this universe, the Dream Plane is not a secret. The Xiling God System even outsources some research work related to the Dream Plane to the mortal races of this universe, but the increasingly deteriorating stability of the Dream Plane and the loopholes in the Wall of Reality are more sensitive. Of course, this sensitive topic is not classified, and the senior leaders of various civilizations can still know about it. The truly classified part is the possible consequences of this deterioration—the end of the world. The last part cannot be made public casually. Hao Ren has been studying the work manual these days, and he has learned the most about these various levels of confidentiality agreements and various trade-offs in the situation, but now it seems... he has made progress, but he still has a long way to go.

The Data Terminal didn't say a word the whole time, just silently watching Hao Ren's first negotiation with representatives of other civilizations on his own. If there was anything wrong, it would remind him, but it hasn't spoken yet, which is a good sign for Hao Ren.

Kabala and his two chief ministers quickly finished their discussion. At this time, Hao Ren also stood up and mentioned the Sacred Temple Pearl, saying that his plan to go to the Dream Plane might be delayed a little. Before he went to transport the ship, he first had to recover the Sacred Temple Pearl.

And those four lucky ascetic monks who survived the disaster.

The little green men expressed their understanding and said that they didn't mind wasting a little time: for them, this was a rare opportunity to visit the Dream Plane as a group with authorization. In the face of this great joy, waiting a few more days was nothing.

Hao Ren and Kabala agreed on a time to meet tomorrow, then said goodbye and left. A group of little green men stood up neatly and said goodbye to him: "I wish the Inspector die far, far away!"

Hao Ren accepted this sincere blessing under great mental pressure, and also wished the little green men: "...I wish everyone die far, far away."

The host and guests were happy.

Then Hao Ren decided to go home first, at least bring Becky over, and then set off to the Kabala United Kingdom to find those ascetic monks.

On the way from the reception room to the space station teleportation area, Hao Ren discussed with the Data Terminal: "What do you think is going on?"

He had guessed as early as in the Dream Plane that the Sacred Temple Pearl had come to the surface world, but at that time he thought the pearl should have been teleported into the vast space. The crashed spaceship at the bottom of the Blood Lake was obviously caught in a space distortion during spaceflight. If a two-way portal was opened at that time, then there was no doubt that the personnel and the pearl in the small church were also thrown to the location where the spaceship was before the accident along this gate. Because of this, Hao Ren didn't bother to look for the whereabouts of the pearl for the time being: it would be too optimistic to say that it was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find such a small thing in the vast universe, and it was something that no one had ever seen before. But now it seems that the four ascetic monks and the pearl actually landed on a planet—and they were unscathed, which is a bit incredible.

"Perhaps it's due to the mapping deviation between the Dream Plane and the surface world," the Data Terminal speculated. "The portals between the two worlds are not bi-directionally corresponding. Or perhaps the pearl itself has something special about it, and it chose a point of mass as the teleportation landing point—it should be thankful that it didn't fall directly into the sun. In short, the Tianjiao Star No. 4 ship was in trouble near the Campbell civilization circle, so it is understandable that the pearl fell on a planet near there."

Hao Ren nodded and said nothing more. He came to the space station teleportation area and returned home in a burst of white light.

As soon as he returned to the living room, a white figure rushed up happily: "Landlord, you're back!~"

Hao Ren couldn't help laughing at Lily's energetic appearance: "Resurrected?"

Lily licked Hao Ren's hand and then turned around and wagged her tail to show off: "I had my hair cut twice again! Bats said that the medicinal effect is almost weakened, and my drug resistance is strong! Do you think my tail looks good?"

Hao Ren didn't know where to put his aesthetic sense at this time. He finally had a girl in his life who coquettishly asked him the classic question of "does it look good," but the depressing thing was that the girl wanted him to judge a tail... Hao Ren could only cough twice, with a sincere face: "It looks good, so can you stop hitting people with your tail?"

Lily cheered and ran to the cookie box like a charge to reward herself. Hao Ren looked at the completely recovered... even a bit over-healed husky and sighed helplessly: "Oh, let's just take it as a good thing."

Vivian was making small clothes for Doudou and looked up at Hao Ren: "Smoothly? Are the aliens easy to talk to?"

"Well, it was easier than I thought, I thought I would have to have a meeting until the evening," Hao Ren nodded and greeted Becky in the direction of Becky, "Becky! Come with me to the space station again tomorrow—I found the Sacred Temple Pearl."

(By the way, the physical books of Xiling have also been released, and the publishing house is currently shipping them all over the place. They should arrive in various parts of the country within a few days. The specific situation should be available in the post bar after arrival.)