Chapter 101: Absolute Defense of Space Transfer

The night was silent.

Outside, the snow had stopped, and the whole world seemed to sleep; everything around was so quiet that one could hear the sound of the oil lamp's flame flickering in the room.

"Hoo-hoo..."

Pandora, leaning against a corner of the wooden bed, seemed uncomfortable, furrowed her brows, shrunk her neck, changed her position, and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

Richard looked up, then dipped the tip of the quill into the ink and set it upon the papyrus, pondering as he began to write.

"Shh-shh-shh..." The quill's tip rubbed against the surface of the papyrus, making a faint sound as it swiftly drew out lines of ink, forming characters.

"After testing, the phenomena displayed by the Iron Ring align with the descriptions of a series of so-called 'space items.'