At three o'clock in the morning, the fog in the old city was thicker than usual.

  Aaron's residence - an abandoned newspaper office covered with isolation runes and silent spells - was being slowly scanned by some invisible perception.

  He opened his eyes, his hand was already holding the feather pen, and the spiritual ink bottle was emitting a light blue luster in the dim light. He knew that someone was coming, and it was not an ordinary speaker.

  System prompt: Encountering a special event · "Text Recycling Order"

  Sender: Out-of-control Guild · Recycling Group

  Estimated number of enemies: 2-4 people (all registered ladder players)

  Suggested response plan: Avoid mainly, avoid contact text confrontation

  Aaron took a deep breath, quickly outlined the "Zair Seal" on the notebook, and engraved it in the upper left corner of the door frame.

  "Anchor the structure and maintain the structure."

  He knew that this was just a test that would come sooner or later.

  "What needs to be faced must be faced."

  He lit the "urgent tone seal" left by his mentor on the table, and a faint golden light spread in the air, turning into a short spell:

  "If you can hear this sentence, it means you have touched the source of the true language."

  "You are no longer an apprentice."

  After the spell dissipated, the air became quieter.

  He put on the glasses with the "Translator's Vision", and three faint language marks appeared in his eyes: from the periphery of the building, the southwest passage, and... the ceiling.

  "They are here."

  "Number AX-721, Aaron."

  The voice was cold and rational, as if it was composed of pure logic, but it was accurately embedded in the depths of Aaron's brain through air vibrations.

  "You have used an unauthorized Lost Language construct, which has violated Articles 21, 48, and 75 of the Construction Safety Law. According to Article 6 of the Recycling Order, you will be subject to language cleansing and memory blockade."

  "Please do not resist."

  He was responded by a dense string of spell-like writings-

  Aaron unfolded the scroll with a "translator's gesture", and a light blue "Zair Seal" floated around him, forcibly rebounding the first wave of "interference affixes" that invaded his consciousness.

  Identification structure: Heart Purification Prayer·Intermediate (Forced Cooling of Thought Flow)

  Analysis reaction: Zair Seal triggered, stable maintenance

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  "I refuse."

  He raised his pen and wrote two short sentences.

  "Under silence, words are not dead;

  The beginning of all things is determined by names."

  A wave of text exploded from the tip of the pen, like a sharp sound blade sweeping across the air, directly shattering the "silent field" constructed by the other party.

  Three figures finally appeared, wearing black robes and the "Broken Eye" emblem of the Out of Control Guild on their chests.

  The man in the middle sneered.

  "You can actually tear my silence? It seems that 'Zair' is not only written by you, but also activated by you."

  He raised his hand - dense "clearing spells" emerged in the air, each paragraph was not written with a pen, but was written by oral dictation!

  Aaron's eyes were stern.

  This is a method that only true "constructors" can master - directly manifesting language rules, omitting the medium, and relying on thinking to drive runes to form!

  "High-level constructors..."

  This is no longer a force he can confront head-on at this stage.

  But he was not panicked.

  He quickly took out three "prewritten runes" from his sleeves and pasted them on the walls in front of him, under his feet, and behind him.

  The first scroll exploded and turned into a phantom giant bird composed of "negative language" - that was the temporary summoning structure he constructed with "fuzzy affixes" last night.

  Fu Construct·No Bird (LV.1): can tear apart a concrete language structure once, forcibly invalidating it.

  The virtual bird screamed and pounced on the enemy's intermediate composer.

  Effect trigger: The opponent's "Disperse Construct" is invalid

  The second scroll exploded, which was the "Word Array·Instant Translation Step" he found in the instructor's notes.

  A word array composed of six "structural punctuation marks" lit up, and his body "jumped" and moved like words were rearranged, forcibly escaping from the encirclement.

  "I must leave."

  But the enemy also reacted very quickly.

  "Do you think we only have one set of constructs?"

  The third recycler finally spoke.

  His voice was very low, but every syllable hit the soul like a hammer.

  "Use 'name' as a lock and 'sequence' as a cage. Scribe - shut up."

  The air suddenly lost its voice.

  Aaron's mouth couldn't move, his pen couldn't move, and even his thinking began to slow down.

  "This is... 'language clamp'!"

  He had only heard of it. This was a high-risk construction that could only be used by the third-level recovery order executor - a construction that blocks all language-related abilities.

  Status update: Language isolation in progress

  Notebook cannot activate construction module

  Countdown: Loss of all reaction abilities after 12 seconds

  "Can't give up!"

  His eyes twitched violently, and the next second he bit his tongue hard, re-activating the string of "Zair backup words" that had been written in his mind -

  Not writing, but rewriting memory!

  New mechanism trigger: Internal construction rewrite (only for Lost Language construction words)

  Activation: Seal of Zair·Memory version

  After a fierce tearing sensation in his mind, a bloody construction lit up in front of his eyes.

  > "Zair."

  Blue light burst out from his mind, and a strange mark forcibly broke the cage of "language clamp"!

  Aaron regained his freedom!

  He did not waste a second and immediately activated the third scroll.

  Heterogeneous Structure·Zou Zi Jue

  This is a rune for escape that is considered "immature" and has great side effects, but it can only be used after Aaron forcibly added "Lost Language Stable Word Construction".

  The space collapsed gently, like a page of a book being torn, and Aaron disappeared instantly.

  "Damn it, he ran away!" The recycler in the middle roared.

  "He used the word jump structure strengthened by the Lost Language. The coordinates are disturbed and cannot be tracked."

  Another person said in a deep voice: "He is just a novice who has just entered the ladder, but he was able to fight with us for more than ten moves and successfully escaped - this growth potential is too dangerous."

  "Notify the Cathedral."

  "Put AX-721 on the "Language Mutation Holder" - Special Observation List."

  At the same time, Aaron fell out of an abandoned bell tower, his face covered in blood and his mind was confused, but he still held the pen and notebook in his hand tightly.

  He knew that this chase was far from over.

  But he also knew that --

  He was no longer the copyist who could only write low-level texts.

  He was a true "word writer".

  A traitor who was about to stand on the top of the text and uncover the "truth of the catastrophe".