Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 307 Intermission Science Management Office Part 4
Now that things have come to this, there's no reason not to move forward.

F didn't say anything, but walked towards them, and A followed.

Area A seemed no different from the other areas, with the same corridors and rooms on both sides.

However, every single room was marked "Uncontained," without exception. And there was an additional description that had never been seen before.

[Not yet born].

[The Main God]

[The manager of the limitless realm of thought, replacing ■■■■ management ■■■■…]

[Class A item, containment status: not yet created]

On the gate called the God of God, there was a small circle with the words "Known" written inside, along with the note "Limit of Infinite Thinking".

Outside the circle is written "Unknown," with the additional note "Limit of Infinite Thinking."

One is inside the circle, the other outside, yet both use the same word, suggesting it's the same thing. But if it is the same thing, why deliberately write it both times, or even twice?
There seemed to be a deeper meaning in it, but A and F did not understand it.

【ink】

The young man who always carries a pen is actually composed of ℉∽≯∠≦≦＋＝－……

[Class A item, containment status: uncreated.]

On this door, there is only a pen, with a series of words written on it.

Besides these, there are many other strange things, such as the "protagonist's status." The description doesn't elaborate much on it, simply stating that it's "something possessed by the dragon that devours the world."

For example, the door to the "Omniscient and Omnipotent Being" has nothing written on it, no description, only the words "Class A Item, Not Contained."

However, at the same time, next to this door, there is another door with the words "Prototype of Omniscience and Omnipotence" written on it. This one does have a description, which is "Prototype of Omniscience and Omnipotence, Class A, Not Contained".

Even so, A and F still noticed some clues.

"So, the Supreme God, Mo... are all in an unborn state, while the protagonist's status, the omniscient and omnipotent being, and the prototype of the omniscient and omnipotent being are already born but not contained?"

F stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

A, meanwhile, gazed at the doors, observing these unimaginable secrets, and nodded.

"Although the prototypes say there are many things they can't do, it seems... they know something very strange."

The two walked on, each lost in their own thoughts, and before they knew it, they had reached the end of Area A, but...

On the ground, however, a letter appeared conspicuously.

X.

X? There's another X-level forbidden area ahead? ???

F looked surprised.

"Area X? A, does the Science and Technology Management Institute have another Area X?"

He turned his head to look, about to ask a question, but saw that A's face was also full of surprise.

Clearly, A was completely unaware of this as well.

"An X-level forbidden item? How can there be an X-level forbidden item area? This has never been recorded before... No, I don't remember such an area."

A murmured, shaking his head repeatedly, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Was it built in secret?"

"impossible!"

A retorted angrily, addressing F.

"I was the one who established the entire Science and Technology Management Institute in the first place, how could there be places that even I don't know about..."

Finally, A hesitated for a moment, then seemed to realize something.

F blinked, as if he understood something too.

"It seems... it was the original prototypes; did they erase our memories?"

Compared to A's loss of composure, F, who had only recently joined the company, remained calm and indifferent.

He looked in the direction of the X.

Behind that silent X lies something far greater and more incredible than any secret before it, a secret that the original creator refused to reveal at all…

What then?

"According to the rules, our memories of the B-level and A-level areas will be erased when we return. However, our memories of the X-level area will also be erased, right...? A, like I said, shall we continue?"

This time, A remained silent.

His brows were tightly furrowed, like an unbreakable lock.

After a long while, he let out a long breath.

"Do I have any reason to refuse?"

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing.

Since the prototypes established this area, they must have anticipated that someone would break in. Even the rule about erasing memories seems to be a smokescreen, a way to conceal the rules set up for the X-level area.

So, what are some things that the prototypes want people to know, but also don't want people to know?
Let's take a look.

So, the two of them took that step together, and in an instant, the scene before them suddenly changed...

A vast plaza, shrouded in darkness. At its very center stand seven enormous monuments.

In front of those seven enormous stone tablets, A and F appeared as insignificant as ants.

The seven steles stand silently, as if they have stood for hundreds of millions of years and will continue to stand for hundreds of millions of years to come.

Looking up, the inscription on the monument in front of me contained only four large characters and a picture.

[Prototype World]

Below the four characters was a huge scroll, so huge that F could not see the whole thing.

And in just a small part of what was in front of him was a scene of bustling city traffic. Tall buildings all around, hurried pedestrians, vehicles on the road... men, women, the elderly, children, a surging and intertwined crowd.

Further into the distance, airplanes can still be faintly seen in the sky and clouds.

If you continue to look further into the distance, you can see the stars and galaxies beyond the sky, black holes and galaxies...

These things overwhelmed F, who couldn't take it all in at a glance.

"Is this the ultimate secret of the prototypes?"

F murmured. On a nearby stone tablet, the words "Story" were written, and below the words was a picture.

In the painting, two pens are writing something together.

One of the tangible pens is held in a human hand, with ink written on its shaft; while the other, intangible and hazy pen, is inscribed with destiny.

Stories are everything written by human hands and fate.

Apart from these two steles, the other five steles were shrouded in a strange light, making it impossible to see what was on them.

"It's simply...unbelievable."

F couldn't help but swallow, then exclaimed in surprise.

"F."

A suddenly spoke, looking solemnly at F, and then said.

"If... one day you find yourself living in a virtual world, and everything about you is fictional, what would you do?"

F, who was rubbing his head and thinking carefully, looked up, somewhat surprised, not understanding why A suddenly said these things.

"A, we are real."

He couldn't help but laugh.

But A didn't laugh; instead, his expression was unusually serious. F realized that this might be a very important matter for A.

So he thought for a moment and said with a serious expression.

"A, actually, a lot of thoughts have flashed through my mind, and there are many philosophical answers, but in the end, I feel I should just tell the truth. This kind of question..."

Then, he looked up at A.

A's hands unconsciously crossed over his chest; at this moment, he was filled with confusion and waiting for an answer.

"actually……"

"I don't care at all. (ˊωˋ*)"

F, who had a serious expression, suddenly made a funny face.

Then, seeing A's astonishment, F couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Fake? Real? It doesn't matter which way it is."

A felt a sense of absurdity and couldn't help but ask.

Even after seeing all of this?

F, with a hearty smile, looked at A, his playful laughter fading, and then he spoke seriously.

Even after seeing all of this.

“A, I’m not stupid. I know exactly what you’re trying to say, but this kind of thing isn’t really important.”

As he spoke, he looked at the inscription on the monument.

On the monument inscribed with "Prototype World," the world was exceptionally prosperous and colorful, but F did not feel lost; he only marveled at the beauty of that world.

"To me, all of this is my story, and there is no doubt that I am real."

A strange light shone in F's eyes. In a daze, he recalled the people he had met before, and the book he had seen...

"We are trapped in words, but the story is infinitely vast..."

F muttered to himself, then couldn't help but laugh.

Even that boy who knew he was destined to die and that everything he had done would be erased never gave up. How could I be worse than that brat?

A gazed at F's retreating figure in silence, then slowly spoke.

"Is this the difference between the old and the new...? It seems that I am the one who cannot see through it."

"Perhaps, but if we must talk about things that are old and decrepit, then we are all old and decrepit. The real future does not lie with us, but with those young people."

As he spoke, F looked into the depths of darkness, as if he could see the bustling Federation there.

That world is filled with heroes of all kinds of personalities, yet still immature.

"Their stories are sure to be very interesting too."

F laughed.

……

Federation, Earth.

"I feel like I've pretty much exhausted the potential of my martial arts skills. Should I shift my focus to the field of physical evolution?"

A black-haired youth, scratching his head in frustration because the development of new martial arts techniques had hit a bottleneck, sat on a futon, surrounded by a bunch of high-tech gadgets and casually tossed cold weapons.

"Ugh, I'm so annoyed. If I can't come up with any new ideas, I won't be able to get funding. Maybe I should try to concoct a few concepts and scam some funding?"

The young man whom F regards as a hero who has not yet grown up is facing a difficult choice.

Should we betray our beliefs and lie through our teeth for the sake of research funding...?

The struggle of human nature is vividly displayed at this moment.

After a difficult struggle for a second.

"They're just trying to scam funding."

Gu Bai nodded solemnly.

Personal dignity is priceless, so we need to increase funding for it.

However, a voice sounded from behind.

"Master, I heard what you just said. Cheating on funds is the bare minimum. As an excellent maid, I must correct your mistake..."

Hearing the sudden sound behind him, the young man shuddered. His legs moved before his brain could process them, and he instinctively tried to run, but was held in place by arms as strong as warship armor.

Then, a sweet voice rang in my ears.

"Personality Correction Fall..."

"Stop messing around, you're going to die... Aaaaaaaahhhhhh..."

Today, it's still the same joyful daily routine between the master and servant.

(End of this chapter)