“It’s really not here!”
The plump middle-aged man smiled and said, “I don’t dare to deceive you, pavilion master. It’s really just the word ‘record’. Otherwise, the DAO proving list wouldn’t be so unreliable. From time to time, it would be a little unresponsive. Once it’s hidden, I won’t be able to monitor it!”
“Then where’s the word ‘map’?”
The scholar muttered. ‘map’. Yes, the heaven-hunting list was actually just a map. But now, it was a little broken and two more important parts were missing.
Or rather, two words, catalog.
At the edge of the void, the plump middle-aged man smiled and said, “Pavilion Master, I have the catalog. The catalog... Why Don’t you ask again, was it picked up by someone? I didn’t take it.”
The scholar calmly said, “Can you return it? You also know that this thing isn’t mine. But, I’m monitoring it on behalf of the heavens...”
