The whistle of the ocean liner "Golden Age" sounded, echoing on the sea in New York Harbor. The sound spread to the city and turned into a faint blue in someone's dream.

The frigatebird hovered above its slanted flag rope as if sending off the soot-smoking behemoth with its three funnels.

Below the bird is the left porthole of the ship. There are few pedestrians here, and a man wearing a mysterious mask can be seen leaning on the railing and looking at the dark sea. The sea breeze blows from afar, bringing an unknown breath...

Sean leaning on the fence and looking into the distance seemed to see the scene on his mask reflected in the mist, and he seemed to see a bright ark floating and sinking on the distant sea.

There should be nothing wrong with this trip, right?

Although the situation is similar to that of going to Ocean City to rescue Aaliyah, the mentality is completely different. At the beginning, I was very weak, but with the belief that I must save Alia and the spirit of not dying, I plunged into the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean... Fortunately, I finally achieved my goal.

Rescuing the female chess player this time was as dangerous as the crisis in Ocean City. Although there was Arthur Merlin and his team at the front, Sean would think of that ominous dream from time to time...

It won't come true, will it?

An undercurrent rose in my heart.

Sean turned his head and looked at New York City, which was drifting away. The gigantic figure holding the torch disappeared into the night, outlined by the unextinguished city lights. Although she was facing herself, her face and expression could not be seen clearly. On such nights she seemed to be a stern lady.

Sean thought of his Night Breeze belief. This hidden secret is still quietly growing at the bottom of New Testament City, and the number of believers has reached more than 220 people without the knowledge of the education system. Sean put his newly increased faith into strengthening the black mansion. The rose brooch can not only escape danger, but can even sense the surrounding hostility and danger, and respond with the power of Ms. Hersheys.

Sean felt a sense of peace of mind when he thought that Aaliyah was protected as much as he was by his side even during the long journey.

However, Aaliyah is not alone in the family. With her knowledge, that lifelike substitute "

"Sean Dickinson" is still playing his role faithfully, picking up his sister on time every day, and occasionally appearing in the newspaper.

There is no need to worry about the operation of the "Lighthouse Evening News". Norton submitted the next business plan to Sean a while ago. This conscientious editor-in-chief will focus on his work and lead Sean's newspaper all the way up…

It is precisely because Sean has the habit of arranging everything in time and in advance, that he was able to take his team on board the ship heading to Hamburg Port in the German Country on the night he heard the news from Arthur.

A melodious sound of the piano came into the ears. Moonlight played the piano in the room again, and Sean's heartbeat calmed down a bit. The pianist at sea can't help but play the nocturne at night when sailing.

At this time, Xiao En discovered that the light emitted by the Eternal Night Ark can calm people's minds. Although there was always a little uneasiness in my heart, the turbulence no longer emerged, and the messy mind returned to calm, just like the sea surface of the breeze tonight.

The dark cruise ship carved out a channel on the sea, heading towards another world.

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The firelight projected in through the small window on the iron door, and a pair of green eyes blinked lightly in the darkness.

The dungeon of Castle Hasenhill was very humid. When she was escorted in by the Foundation guards, she smelled a very strong musty smell in the stone cell built with the castle in the 14th century. I didn't expect that two days after I came in, I couldn't smell the musty smell anymore.

She is adjusting to the environment. The environment is assimilating her. A pair of blue eyes blinked slightly in the darkness.

Alicia Pompey saw the small bright grid projected by the firelight on the ground, and with just one glance, that small light turned into a chessboard in her eyes, on which black and white chess pieces moved alternately, and the killing sound shook the sky.

This is a chess game about three years ago, which took place in the library of this castle. Three years ago, she was the daughter of the president respected by all parties, wrapped in a cashmere blanket and playing chess upstairs; three years later, she became the biggest traitor in the history of the foundation, and was locked in a musty dungeon. How ironic.

At that time, she played black, and her opponent in white was Erwin Schrödinger.

At that time, Schrodinger had just published the equation named after him in the academic circle, laying the foundation for wave mechanics. A scholar with a limited reputation is emerging, and his position in the foundation is becoming more and more prominent.

Alicia still remembers every move in that chess game. Or rather, she remembered every move of every chess game in her life.

By the time she got to move twenty-one, Alicia knew she was going to win.

At the thirty-eighth move, when she saw Schrödinger retreating his rook, Alicia was sure that she had seen through the man in front of her with a shiny forehead and the habit of crossing her fingers to cover her lips when playing chess.

Some people's temperament and chess style are completely different, but Schrodinger does not belong to this category. Schrodinger is a man who is too "seeking stability". If time allowed, he might build forts in every battle he commanded, and attack only when absolute superiority was assured.

Risk averse. Super resistant to stress. Don't mind going all out on defense.

Alicia rarely talked to Schrödinger, but on the chess game she thought she knew him perfectly.

He will never be my match. Three years ago, female chess players had already reached such a conclusion.

Under the eyes, the chess game from three years ago is still going on, and the face of Schroedinger also comes to mind.

He is not my match...

So how did I lose to him this time?

Thinking of the scene where Wright was captured by that thing and screamed in pain, Alicia Pompey only felt that something stabbed her heart, and her stomach was boiling.

How did you lose?

Alicia closed her eyes, and her thoughts went back to five days ago.

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In the Vltava River, the river is flowing quietly. It was dusk, the sun was heading for the next district, and pigeons flew across Prague's powder-blue evening sky.

Standing on the east bank of the Vltava River, staring at the illuminated Old Town of Prague, Alicia suddenly had a question in her heart.

Does the river in front of me really exist?

The water flows along the channel into the Elbe and eventually into the North Sea. Presumably, every drop of water that has passed here has been constantly changing in its own journey, and it is no longer the same drop of water as before. Therefore, it can be said that no drop of water has flowed through this place repeatedly.

Alicia blinked, her eyelashes flickering.

The so-called Vltava River is nothing more than a lower terrain, and the flexible substance called "water" is constantly passing through here.

A river is just a "process through which water flows~lightnovelpub.net~ How to find its real existence in this process?

Just as Alicia was deep in thought, she heard Wright beside her say: "The whole world is changing drastically..."

Alicia turned her head and saw Wright squinting at the old city in the distance. The setting sun was hitting his face, and the melancholy on that face was heartbreaking.

"There's been very little change here." The ancient could also make out Prague Castle, Charles Bridge, and the spire of the Astronomical Clock.

Wright Flamel, who is the touchstone, is three hundred and fifty-two years old this year. The first fourteen years of his life were spent in Prague. However, his heart, worn out by time, can no longer arouse much excitement for revisiting his hometown——

Only the exhaustion of traveling through hundreds of years.

At this moment, Alicia and Wright are standing by the Vltava River, listening to the river flowing quietly, looking like a newlywed couple traveling. Unbeknownst to those around them, they are plotting to steal a treasure that no one knows about.