Chapter 121. The Cataclysm in the Ancient Capital Accelerates
After the two arrived at Su Xiaoluo's room, Mo Fan conjured up a very small dimensional barrier.
The monkey was stunned when it saw Mo Fan do that.
"Stop pretending," Mo Fan said directly.
"Brother Fan." Seeing that Mo Fan had seen through him, Zhang Xiaohou naturally wouldn't pretend any longer.
At the same time, he seemed somewhat excited, after all, the Abyss of Fiends had appeared here. He hadn't expected Mo Fan to come looking for him at this moment!
"You have forgetfulness worms in your body. I think you must have seen something you shouldn't have seen. You don't need to recall it. When I killed Yu Ang before, I did learn some things," Mo Fan said again.
Zhang Xiaohou was stunned for a moment. The reason he pretended to have amnesia and stayed here was because he guessed that the people from the Vatican might be nearby.
Moreover, it does seem that he has lost some of his memories.
But to my utter surprise, it turned out to be a forgetful insect.
What was even more unexpected was that Mo Fan knew everything!
"Come with me, we're going back to the ancient capital. I have a feeling the Vatican is up to some big conspiracy," Mo Fan continued.
Although the outcome is unlikely to change, the details are still subject to unpredictable changes!
Therefore, we must get back to the ancient capital as soon as possible.
Zhang Xiaohou naturally trusted Mo Fan, his elder brother.
He might question anyone in this world, but he would never question Mo Fan.
Yes, this is the monkey's vague trust in Mo Fan.
After persuading Zhang Xiaohou, Mo Fan told the monkey's savior about taking him away.
Su Xiaoluo was certain that Mo Fan was his friend, and since Zhang Xiaohou was also willing to come along, she agreed.
Since they hadn't been attacked by the undead, the villagers didn't have any intention of migrating with them. Afterwards, Mo Fan, along with Monkey, Dwarf Man, Strong Man, and Liu Ru, headed back towards the ancient capital.
As for Asha's group, they seemed to have other things to do and didn't come along.
Of course, their money wasn't wasted; in the dangerous village, the short man provided them with enough grey garlic to return.
Ancient capital.
Although they were quite fast, it took them two days to return to the ancient capital.
On the evening of the day they returned, a sudden downpour occurred!
Mo Fan felt increasingly uneasy, and even began to have a bad feeling about it.
But right now he really has no evidence at all, so he can only take the monkey to the Clock Tower Magic Association first.
Upon arriving at the Clock Tower Magic Association, Mo Fan met the instructor under the monkey's eyes, who was also the chief instructor of the Ancient Capital Guard mages - Flying Horn.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohou return, Feijiao looked at Mo Fan and said, "To be honest, I really admire you. Almost everyone who knows that the Abyss of Evil has appeared there will not go there for at least a year, but you went and even brought my student back."
"Chief Instructor, besides bringing the monkey back, there are a few other things I'd like to tell you. Could you introduce me to Han Ji, the president of the Clock Tower Magic Association?" Mo Fan asked directly.
"Oh? What business do you have with President Han Ji?" Fei Jiao looked at Mo Fan with a slight puzzlement.
"He was infected with the Forgetfulness Worm. I learned some information about it when I was helping the Inquisition clean up the Vatican in Shanghai. Also, today's rain might be problematic!" Mo Fan said immediately.
"Forget the insect!?" Fei Jiao stared at Zhang Xiaohou, stunned for a moment.
He had naturally heard of the Forget-Bug thing. Wasn't that the work of the Vatican?
Without an antidote, if Zhang Xiaohou recalls anything he has forgotten, he is very likely to suffer a mental shock.
This is why Mo Fan doesn't allow Zhang Xiaohou to recall anything.
If Mo Fan hadn't mentioned assisting the Inquisition in Shanghai to purge the Vatican, Fei Jiao might not have been convinced.
To put it bluntly, Mo Fan is just a greenhorn.
However, he knew something about Mo Fan, and after Mo Fan mentioned having some clues, Fei Jiao said, "Come with me."
Led by Feijiao, the chief instructor of the Guardian Mage, they soon met Han Ji, the president of the Clock Tower Magic Association.
Although the systems are different, Han Ji, as the president, is the highest commander in the ancient capital.
Upon seeing the black-haired old man and an acquaintance beside him, before Mo Fan could speak, Zhu Meng spoke first, saying, "What are you doing here, kid?"
"You still haven't arranged the magical tool you owe me," Mo Fan said irritably when he saw Zhu Meng.
"It's still being developed. I heard you joined the National Team. Don't worry, I'll definitely arrange the magical tools for you before you embark on your training journey. And they'll definitely be suitable for you." Zhu Meng smiled.
When Mo Fan asked him for a high-level magical artifact, it really stumped Zhu Meng.
There wasn't much suitable for Mo Fan on the market, but coincidentally, he had a lightning mine where he discovered an excellent lightning elemental diamond crystal, which was most suitable for crafting magical tools.
After that, he had someone else build it.
I heard some time ago that Mo Fan had joined the National Academy team and even became the team captain. Zhu Meng planned to arrange it for him at that time.
Hearing what Zhu Meng said, Mo Fan was much more satisfied.
"Mo Fan, what do you need me for?" Han Ji asked after Mo Fan and Zhu Meng had exchanged a few words.
Mo Fan was also taken aback, realizing that Zhu Meng, that old fellow, had almost caused a blunder!
"It's like this, President Han Ji, my friend may have triggered a conspiracy by the Vatican while on duty." Mo Fan recounted the story of the monkey being infected with the Forgetfulness Worm, as well as what he knew, in a speculative manner.
Upon hearing what Mo Fan said, everyone present was stunned for a moment!
Coincidentally, the recent unusual activity in the ancient capital has also given them something to speculate about.
"Zhu Meng, have someone collect rainwater and investigate," Han Ji said immediately.
According to Mo Fan, if Bo City is an experimental site, then the Holy See is likely plotting a terrible conspiracy in this ancient capital!
"Perhaps it's too late now."
Seeing the rain intensifying, Mo Fan added, "Right now, the safest course of action is to quickly relocate the residents from the city's outskirts to the inner city. Furthermore, I suspect that among the high-ranking officials of the ancient capital, there may be high-ranking members of the Vatican, or even Cardinal Salan!"
The moment Mo Fan uttered these words, everyone present was utterly shocked!
"He's right, Salang is indeed among them." Just then, a man dressed in a grey and white robe walked in.
"Who are you?" Zhu Meng looked at the other person and asked immediately.
"He is a prophet, sent by the Supreme Judgment," Han Ji explained.
Clearly, Han Ji knew this person.
"Mo Fan, since you've also discovered these things, do you have any suspects?" the mysterious gray-haired man asked, looking at Mo Fan.
As for why he knew his name, Mo Fan didn't care at all.
Since the other party is from the Supreme Court, it's naturally not difficult to find out.
"Not yet, but I have a plan. Once I find someone, I might be able to determine who Salang is," Mo Fan said.
He couldn't possibly reveal everything he knew all at once; you can't say he had some kind of precognitive ability, can you?