The chance of gaining the approval of a Crystal Embryo under the Crystal Pool was about one in a thousand. Although the chance was small, if the number was increased, a large number of Crystal Embryos would still be sent out.
And the number of people who came to the meeting this time could increase the number of Crystal Embryos.
Besides, the Crystal Pool could also be used to select powerful Crystal Embryos.
In this way, more Crystal Embryos would be sent out.
Moreover, each Crystal Embryo would be custom-made.
Just thinking about it made Angor feel that this was a bit too generous. Were the Crystaleyes really this generous? Were they really just little angels who provided benefits without asking for anything in return?
Neither Angor nor Laplace believed it.
Therefore, they guessed that the Crystal Eye Race was doing this to observe the experts in secret.
But … it didn't seem like a big deal. It was normal for powerful beings to be noticed.
But Angor couldn't think of any other reason other than this.
Could it be that the Crystaleyes really wanted nothing but to be grateful?
"This Casata might be the key," Angor muttered to himself.
"What key?" Luigi was still thinking about what happened and didn't understand what Angor was talking about.
Angor explained, "The summoning ritual and the Crystal Embryos in the Crystal Pool are two completely different things. The only thing that connects these two things together is Casata. "
"In our opinion, there's something fishy about these two incidents, and Casata played an important role in both incidents. Does that mean that these fishy incidents are actually the same thing, and the mastermind is Casata?"
Angor shrugged. "Of course, maybe we're just being paranoid. But Casata's appearance is really strange. "
Before Luigi could react, he asked subconsciously, "How is it strange?"
"You're the one who told me about Casata. How can you forget about it now?" Luigi paused.
Luigi's expression froze for a second. When he sent a message on behalf of Gleipnir, he mentioned Casata's information.
According to Ida's information, Casata was promoted to elder six hundred years ago. Although he was a member of the Council of Elders, Casata was the most reclusive elder. He always stayed in the forbidden area and rarely appeared in public.
Casata could only be seen during the most important sacrificial ceremony, when all the elders were gathered. Otherwise, even Ida would not be able to recognize Casata's appearance.
From this, it could be seen that Casata was an extremely low-key person. He would not appear easily.
But this time, he had appeared consecutively. This was something worth mentioning.
Was it important for so many races to gather together? It was important, but not as important as he had imagined.
It was a routine gathering of many races. As long as there were no major incidents, most of the races in the Mirror Region would send people, so it was definitely important.
However, there was also a proviso here. Since it was called a "routine" gathering, it meant that it wasn't just a one-time event, but a long-term event that would continue to exist in the future.
This kind of routine gathering had been going on for thousands of years. If it was long, it would be held once every few decades. If it was short, it would be held once every few years.
Therefore, it wasn't that bad to say that it was very important. The longer one lived, the more parties one would attend.
And would Casata specially come out because of the routine gathering of multiple races?
Not according to Luigi.
The reason was simple. More than ten years ago, the Crystaleye Race hosted a routine gathering of many races. According to Ida, Casata did not show up at that gathering.
This time, the gathering was held in Crystal City, but the real supporters were Pilucci and Scholars of Mirror Sea. The Crystaleye Race only provided a venue. For the Crystaleye Race, this gathering was not as important as the previous one.
But this time, Casata showed up.
Now that he thought about it, Casata's appearance was indeed suspicious. He didn't seem like someone who cared about gatherings, but he was actively doing something. Some of these things were obviously wrong, such as the ring fort ceremony. Some of them looked reasonable, but there was something fishy behind them, such as the fixed crystal embryo in the Crystal Pool.
"In that case, Casata might really be a key figure." Luigi looked up. "Why don't I go and ask around? I don't know that Mist Dragon, but I've seen it before. It should know about me. "Angor shook his head.
Angor shook his head without hesitation. "If you ask it, you'll be telling it that you're spying on it, won't you? And it's looking into the mist. I think it'll attack you as soon as you tell it. "
According to Laplace, Luigi couldn't defeat the Mist Dragon, and Luigi couldn't explain how he knew about the fixed crystal embryo. Asking the Mist Dragon would only get him beaten up. There was no need.
"Let's wait for Glepnir's news." Angor had a feeling that Glepnir's information from Siluda might have something to do with this.
It would be better if it didn't.
They were only concerned about this because of "Force Tower". If Force Tower had nothing to do with Casata, it would be easy to solve the problem. Glepnir could handle it alone.
But if Force Tower had something to do with Casata or the Crystaleye Race, it would be difficult to solve. Of course, they could ask Force Tower to leave Crystal City as Ida suggested. But if Force Tower had something to do with the Crystaleye Race, leaving would not solve the problem.
Angor didn't think about it further. He would find out when Glepnir's report came. He was just a spectator. If Glepnir wasn't involved, he wouldn't even pay attention to it.
…
Under the guidance of the "signboard", they finally arrived at the main station where the gathering would take place.
The first thing Angor saw were the familiar corridors and fences.
Without a doubt, the main station looked exactly the same as the circular fortress. The only difference was that … it was much, much bigger!
Angor could see the other side of the circular fortress at first glance.
Now, he was leaning against the fence of an unknown floor of the fortress. Looking across, he saw faint clouds and mist, as well as a vague silhouette at the end of the clouds.
It felt like he was looking at a mountain in the distance.
But now, the vague silhouette represented the circular fortress on the other side.
From this, it could be seen that the size of the ring-shaped castle was beyond imagination.
Looking into the distance, it was already a vast expanse of clouds and mist. Looking down from the railing, one couldn't see the bottom at a glance.
Angor had seen circular fortresses with dozens or hundreds of floors. But this one was much taller … or more accurately, deeper than any of them.
A thousand floors? Or even more?
He couldn't see the top of the fortress either. There were only corridors, fences, and all kinds of stairs.
Angor didn't know how big the fortress was, but he had to admit that it was an architectural wonder!
Crystal City was already huge enough to be called a wonder. But that was only from the outside. Inside the city, with the help of all kinds of space expansion, the size of the fortress had already exceeded the capacity of the city. This circular fortress alone was as big as a super city.
He was only looking at the big picture, but he could already imagine the terrifying size and capacity of the ring-shaped fortress, which was as big as a city.
Jon always wanted to turn the new city into the punk capital described in various novels back on Earth. The city was indeed developing in the direction of fantasy punk, but it still wasn't to Jon's satisfaction.
If Jon could see this ring-shaped castle, he would probably be shocked as well. Even if this was not a fantasy punk, it was not far from the punk capital in his heart.
Such an architectural wonder was already impressive enough. But what was even more impressive was the brightly lit signboards and shops, as well as the dense crowds of people … or humanoids, or creatures of unknown species.
Even Angor himself felt shy as if he had just stepped into a "super city".
It was enough to tell how big the main stage of the party was. The densely packed floors and crowds created the greatest pressure Angor had ever seen.
Compared to Angor's "ignorance", Luigi and Laplace were much calmer.
"What do you think?" Luigi stepped forward.
Angor heaved a sigh of relief. "And here I thought the party was a bit too scattered with hundreds of fortresses and all kinds of stalls. But now I realize that I underestimated the number of people here. "
There must be more than just Crystaleye Race here. Angor didn't know if there were any "races" here, but at least he felt like there were thousands of races gathered here.
"Don't you have anything else to say other than lamenting the number of people?" Luigi continued to ask.
Angor considered for a moment. "I think there's a powerful force here. I can't sense its source or malice, but I have a feeling that it's going to erupt at any time."
"You're talking about the city's defense mechanism, which is used against those who don't follow the rules. But it's only effective against the weak. It's nothing to the strong. "
Angor looked at Luigi. "So, are you strong or weak under the defense mechanism?"
Luigi's expression froze, and he turned his head awkwardly. He coughed twice, and said, "That's not important. Anyway, you know that there's a defense mechanism. As long as you don't pick a fight here, you won't cause that force to rebound."
After that, Luigi immediately changed the topic. "Other than that, do you have anything else to say?"
Angor was puzzled. Haven't I said enough?
Luigi sighed. "Don't you want to know how to find a place with so many levels?"
"… When you're talking about the big picture, you tend to overlook the details."
"Huh?" Luigi didn't get it. Why did the poem sound so familiar?
Angor said, "What I mean is, you need to improve your perspective and emotions step by step. I haven't reached your level yet."
Luigi nodded as if he understood. "Since I've brought it up, you should have reached this step, right?"
"I see. You want me to ask you how to get out of here, right? I'll ask now. "
"I'm the one who's trying to educate you. Why are you so reluctant …?" Luigi muttered softly before continuing, "Don't be fooled by the number of floors here. There are actually many short-distance teleportation portals on every floor. Think of it as a special staircase called 'skipping'. You just need to use the skipping stairs to get to your destination. "
Speaking of this, Luigi pointed to a place where a crowd had gathered a hundred meters away. "Do you see that? That must be the place where the stairs are."
While speaking, Luigi had already walked toward the staircase.
Angor glanced at Laplace and followed him.
"Where are we going now?" Angor asked, "Are we going to Peluzzo's station?"
"I don't know which level Peluzzo's station is on. Let's go to the hundred-digit level first."
The hundred-digit level?
Luigi explained, "Every race's station is arranged on the hundred-digit level, so the fastest way to find a station is to go to the hundred-digit level."
Luigi didn't know which level Peluzzo's station was on, but he could just find a random station and ask.
Luigi couldn't wait to go and deal with Peluzzo who blacklisted him.
The so-called skipping stairs looked like a big crowd from afar. However, when Angor and the others arrived, several groups of people had already been teleported away. There were only a few people left.
Also, it didn't look like they were going to skip floors. It looked like they were waiting for someone.
Suddenly, a woman with a mirror on her head approached them. She seemed to be a woman. Her head looked like a mirror.
Angor didn't know why she came, but he saw a lovely smile on her face.
"Hey, Mirror Shop No. 219 is having a 20% discount. Wanna check it out? There are very good products ~ "A thin, soft, but synthetic voice came from the mirror.
Angor was wondering if the woman knew Luigi, but it turned out to be a salesman.
Luigi waved his hand, indicating that there was no need.
The mirror-faced woman was also very tactful. She smiled and retreated.
Angor moved closer to Luigi and asked, "Aren't you going to ask her if she has any music sheets?"
Luigi shook his head. "The Mirror Race can't appreciate our music. Their way of communication is different from ours."
The Mirror Race was a humanoid race with a mirror on their head.
They were a "stream of consciousness" race.
Their consciousness could move between all the mirrors in their race, so their core was their consciousness. As for their bodies … they could share them.
For example, the consciousness of this woman's body could be Little Red during the day. After Little Red got off work, the body could be replaced by Little Green. If Little Green wanted to slack off, Little Blue could take over. If Little Blue left, Little Yellow could take over.
In this way, the body could be shared.
A race that relied purely on the stream of consciousness only communicated with their minds, while their external communication was "synthetic speech". It was impossible to ask them to appreciate music.
How could they get good music sheets if they couldn't even appreciate music?
"Besides, didn't you hear the name of their shop? It's No. 219. If you really want to visit a Mirror Race shop, just go to the first ten — no, the first three."
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