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Merlin looked around at everyone and continued, "Indeed, based on the information I've gathered, as well as my research in the texts of the Arcane Academy's Secret School and the Faculty of Letters, the so-called Oberon civilization was most likely fabricated by bards and merchants of the era. Of course, they alone wouldn't have been enough. In that chaotic era, the Alchemists' and Magicians' Guilds weren't as organized and formalized as they are today, and remnants of slavery still existed. Many magicians and alchemists were brutally murdered, and their research was wantonly stolen. To legitimately utilize these technologies, these people fabricated the Oberon civilization, claiming it was their technology."

He paused for a moment and continued, "As Vice President Jenny said, the Oberon civilization may have existed, but at best it was just a small country where various races gathered together for survival. It did not have such a splendid and glorious civilization history."

As soon as Merlin finished speaking, Kelvin Rhodes couldn't wait to ask, "Since you know this, what's your intention in bringing up the Oberon civilization now? Could it be that you've truly found the remains of the Oberon civilization and need our help in deciphering and exploring them?"

Everyone present looked at Merlin with curiosity and anticipation.

Merlin smiled slightly and said slowly: "It's not that I found the remains of the Oberon civilization, but that we want to create the remains of the Oberon civilization."

"Creation?!" As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked, as if struck by a bolt of thunder.

Kelvin Rhodes seemed to understand something instantly. He couldn't help but cover his face and burst into laughter. He said as he laughed, "You are really something. Your idea is really bolder than those people in the past."

"Merlin, what do you mean?" Vice Dean Jenny looked confused, obviously not understanding Merlin's intention.

Harrington rubbed his brow. He had known that his student was bold, but he didn't expect him to be so bold.

He coughed and said seriously, "Merlin, you have to understand that this idea of yours is even more outrageous than the hoax of the century. Moreover, creating a civilization, a historical civilization at that, is no easy task, even if we all combine our strength."

"What? What on earth is this?" Vice Dean Jenny still looked confused and had no idea what was going on.

Elsa suddenly realized something. She looked at Merlin and exclaimed, "You're really bold, Jenny! This guy is planning to replicate, no, surpass the original Oberon civilization's century-long scam. He wants to create his own Oberon civilization!"

"So that's how it is. It's really a plan that's worthy of being recorded in history, or even leaving a mark in history." Gust said with a smile, his eyes showing great interest.

Yuna, Stacy, Kim Henry, Alison, Garant and others in the room were already speechless with shock at Merlin's bold idea.

They could hardly believe their ears. What they just heard was such a shocking plan.

Michelle raised her hand and said solemnly: "Merlin, creating civilization is not easy, and the most difficult part is..."

Agatha, the dean of the Faculty of Arts, took over the conversation and said calmly, "It's the words."

She looked around at everyone and continued, "Writing, metallurgy, cities, social classes, and nation-states—these are all signs of the birth of civilization, and writing is the most important symbol. The fundamental reason why Oberon civilization was denied is because of writing. The characters engraved on those so-called 'stones,' 'documents,' and 'instruments' often bear similarities to the writings of various races, or are even variations of other scripts. Creating an entirely new writing system is a truly monumental project for us."

The others nodded in agreement. Just the step of creating characters would take decades or even hundreds of years.

Merlin simply sneered, as if he had been prepared. He calmly pulled out a scroll from his space ring.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the scroll on the table, and then they all frowned with puzzled expressions.

Agatha stared at the characters on the scroll, her eyes widening as she said in surprise: "This is a text symbol I have never seen before. It is completely different from our existing writing system, but I can be sure that this is text!"

Vice Dean Jenny was also a well-informed person. She carefully examined the characters and pointed, saying, "That's right. This isn't derived from any existing writing system; it's a completely new system."

"No, you didn't really find the Oberon civilization, did you?" Harrington looked up at Merlin in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

Merlin smiled but said nothing. Gust asked curiously, "Do these words have pronunciation and meaning?"

Merlin nodded confidently and said, "Of course."

Then he raised the scroll and read it with emotion. At the same time, his eyes suddenly shone like stars, and a powerful divine power was suddenly released.

With the blessing of divine power, this power that reaches the soul level allows people to appreciate the meaning contained in them even if they cannot understand the words.

"Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the anthurium touches the clear waves."

Under the influence of divine power, everyone present seemed to behold a vivid scene: a flock of geese leisurely swimming in the water, their necks tilted back, singing joyfully toward the sky. Their snow-white feathers floated lightly on the emerald water, their red paws rhythmically paddling the waves like oars.

"This... really is words!" As the dean of the Faculty of Arts, Agatha has the keenest perception of words and the deepest feelings about them.

"This should be a kind of poem, in which the image of the goose gives people an aesthetic pleasure that is elegant and noble, as if it transcends the world, which is desirable; it also makes people experience a healthy, heroic, generous and upward spirit, which is uplifting." Agatha analyzed.

Merlin looked at Agatha in astonishment, and secretly sighed in his heart: She is worthy of being a literary scholar. Her ability to interpret is just like doing reading comprehension. If she were in elementary school, she would definitely be the first in the class.

Then, Merlin continued to recite the next poem.

"Quiet Night Thoughts: The moonlight shines brightly before my bed, I wonder if it is frost on the ground.

I look up at the bright moon and think of my hometown. "

As Merlin chanted, divine power surged out, and everyone seemed to feel a mysterious power.

In an instant, the bright moonlight seemed to really shine on the window, and a layer of silver frost seemed to appear on the ground.