Treasure Hunting System： The Ocean Conquerer

This is the building that guided lightning to transform it into energy before.

Upon hearing this, Juanlu turned to look at Simon, and after a brief moment of consideration, Simon nodded.

”Of course, lead the way.”

Fitz nodded quickly and led the two towards the central Thunder Tower. As they walked, he introduced the surrounding buildings and some shops to them.

Like a tour guide.

This behavior was clearly because they had something to ask of them.

At this moment, at the church.

Alka watched as a bolt of lightning struck the gear symbol on the church’s roof, and finally, the elements of the lightning swirled around before transforming into energy below.

”The collection method is really crude.”

Alka couldn’t help but say, no wonder the elements here are so active.

Nonetheless, he still led Lucilia inside.

The building ahead looked like a small church; indeed, it was a chapel.

The seating inside was all made of metal.

The statue displayed was of the Wise One, wearing a robe, his entire face hidden within a hood.

He appeared like an elder.

The worship inside this chapel was quite peculiar, not praying, but more like a book club.

Both sides of the chapel had walls covered with bookshelves, densely packed with books arranged inside.

The seats originally meant for praying were elongated, with long tables in front, and people had their books spread out, carefully reading.

Everyone here seemed more like a scholar.

Even the priest sitting in the principal seat was also reading a book, scribbling something with a pen.

Honestly, this place felt more like a classroom than a church.

Feeling someone entering through the main door, the priest sitting in the principal seat, like a teacher, raised his head and stared at Alka at the entrance.

Then, as if trying to discern something, he stared for a long while before realizing something and stepped down from his seat to approach Alka.

”Master Alka?”

Alka nodded.

The reason why everyone who knew him called him a master now was largely due to his identity as a Treasure Craftsman.

Even though Alka could only separate Holy Grail Level treasures now, it was still unique in this world.

Could he not be famous?

Any notable force, big or small, knew about him.

Not to mention those who needed something from him, who could guarantee they wouldn’t require something from him in the future?

This identity was now more useful than a Saint of the Holy Mother; any sensible force would befriendly with him.

Lucilia, on Alka’s shoulder, said to him, chuckling in his ear: ”Hehe, now you’re really famous, everyone worldwide knows you.”

But the priest looked at Lucilia on Alka’s shoulder, evidently more excited, and asked, ”Is this Lucilia the scholar?”

”Scholar?” Lucilia was somewhat puzzled. What is this suffix?

Although it was indeed correct.

”I’ve read your atlas, some records within it are of immeasurable importance to us. Thank you very much for your contribution.” The priest seemed to get a bit excited; Alka was really worried he’d hurriedly produce an atlas for Lucilia’s signature.

As soon as Alka had this thought in his mind, the priest indeed took out a small booklet from his inner pocket.

Although it wasn’t the original atlas written by Lucilia, the name and contents inside upon opening showed it was indeed her atlas, albeit with revisions for easier carrying.

He opened the first page respectfully, handed it over, and smiled, saying, ”Could you sign it for me?”

Seeing this action, Alka quietly turned his head to look at Lucilia, then stretched out his palm for her to step onto.

Lucilia grabbed a pen and wrote her name on it.

Due to its size, Lucilia’s signature appeared quite small.

Yet this small size precisely showcased that the signature was authentic.

Increasing its credibility.

The priest in front of them cherished it like a treasure, tucking it away.

The priest’s strength was in the Fourth Stage, right?

Alka looked at his strength and thought.

”Please follow me, Masters,” he said, leading the two towards the twin towers behind.

Entering here, Alka briefly viewed the structure and found it roughly as he imagined, somewhat crude.

But from these structures, it was apparent that it was quite old, at least a hundred years old, so appearing somewhat crude was quite normal.

The church priest led the way ahead, saying, ”This Tower of Trial has been around the city for quite some time. I also went inside for trials; unfortunately, my talent was lacking, and I didn’t see the instructor.

Even the Security Officer of Power City must undergo a trial inside the Tower of Trial. If fortunate enough to receive the instructor’s training, there’s a good chance of later becoming Security Captain.”

He spoke while narrating some situations to Alka here.

These situations were something Alka wasn’t very aware of, as they were trivial information.

Regarding this information, Alka nodded to indicate he understood.

Soon, they entered a room inside, filled with all sorts of papers, books, and some paper, pens, and ink.

Apparently, it was a room used for sketching and recording something.