Night World Players

Chapter 214 I Want to See Her in Person (Two in One)

On the library shelf.

After confirming that Last was in good mental condition and didn't look like he would suffer a mental breakdown after learning the truth about Canaan, Dean Yin immediately started to play dumb.

Hmm? What soothes your spirit?
Did I say that? No.

Seeing this, Rast didn't dwell on it anymore.

He was aware of how stubborn Dean Yin was... He was the kind of person who could argue for thousands of posts on the player forum over topics like "Does His Majesty Last prefer cats or dogs?"

If Dean Yin were thrown into the long river of history, after millions of years, his flesh and blood would have weathered away, and all that would be left would be a stiff mouth that would constantly open and close: "Did I say that? I didn't say that!"

Last looked at the gradually dissipating light curtain in the library, stretched out his right index finger, and lightly slid it in the air.

It was clearly an empty void, but with the movement of Last's fingers, in an instant, complex light and shadows intertwined in the void.

Then, it transformed into one crystal-like screen after another, appearing densely in the air in front of Last's eyes.

Just as Gray said in the recording earlier -

Before choosing to disappear from this world, fall into the deepest part of the sea of ​​stars, and make her third wish to fate... Grey left all her authority in the Watchtower and the database to Rast.

Because of this, he now has administrator privileges inside the Watchtower. Not only can he view the data stored in the Great Library at will, but he can also access the resources of the Shore Watch organization at will.

To a certain extent, although Last had only entered this strange historical remnant for less than two days, his power was already not much inferior to that of the head of the human federation in this world.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it feels so good to get a max-level character right at the start of a new game."

Dean Yin jumped onto Last's shoulder again, watching him waving his hands to operate the light screen in front of him, and using the administrator's authority to browse through the various confidential files stored inside the watchtower, he couldn't help but marvel at it.

"Are you envious? It cost my life."

"So, Dean Yin, you are now considered a Night Traveler. Although you don't have an official account in the Night World, you can still try out the work that we Night Travelers have done."

Last stared at the various confidential files appearing on the screen without turning his head.

"Forget it, I can't do what you do."

Dean Yin used his furry white tail as a pillow, stretched himself, and yawned lazily.

"I'd rather stay somewhere safe and eat junk food while watching your live stream."

As someone who has witnessed Last's progress almost every step of the way since he joined Star University, Dean Yin knows very well how desperately this guy risks his life every time he enters the Reverberations of History.

Every time he walked on a tightrope in a dangerous situation with no chance of survival, not only did he get himself covered in bruises... the enemies he provoked were all of terrifying origin, either grave keepers who had passed down the generations or behemoths like evil gods.

But every time Last made such earth-shattering news, he was able to survive successfully.

So, no matter how envious you are, it is absolutely impossible for Dean Yin to do it himself - as Last said, it really costs his life.

As a ferret, you should live like a ferret. Just lie down and do nothing. Things like charging into battle should be left to the two-legged animals.

On the side, Last's speed of flipping through the files gradually increased.

As the headquarters of the Shorewatch organization, the data stored in the Watchtower's internal database can only be described as massive, covering almost all the information on the development of Sixth Epoch civilization over the past two hundred years since the Battle of the Broken Coast.

Of course, what Last really cares about is only the "Artificial Angel Project".

"Judging from the records in the database, this plan should have been successfully executed."

"At least so far, everything is going well."

Luster uttered what he had been muttering to himself.

The recording that was just played was the one that Gray left for herself in advance. It should have been recorded more than ten years ago.

At that time, Gray had just broken through the eighth level and became an angel of the "Destiny" sequence. Because of the two wishes she made after being promoted to an angel, the space-time of "Canaan at the future time node" collapsed, allowing herself and Xiao Ai to travel to the sixth era along with the ruins of Canaan.

These things were not directly recorded in the database of the Watchtower, but there was a lot of potential information to verify them, such as a certain area that was suddenly ordered to be blocked... For example, in the internal hospital of the Watchers, there was still Amys's medical record.

Later, when Xiao Ai's condition gradually worsened and was about to die, Grey formulated the "Artificial Angel Plan".

As the leader of the Shore Watchers, she mobilized all the resources of the Shore Watchers organization, overcame layers of resistance and obstacles, and made every effort to push the "Artificial Angel Project" onto the right track.

However, once the "Artificial Angel Project" had moved beyond its most difficult initial phase and could proceed naturally without Gray's presence...

Gray herself disappeared from this world.

Before she disappeared, she only left behind the half-completed "Artificial Angel Project" and the prototype of the virtual reality online game "Poem of the Shore Watcher".

According to Gray herself, one of the purposes of developing the game "Poem of the Shore Keeper" is to commemorate the shore keepers who died while defending the spark in those dark times.

The second reason is to wait until Rast comes to this world in the future, guide him to the Watchtower, and reveal the truth to him.

The third is to use the form of virtual online games, combined with the ability to go back in time, to simulate the real world in the past history... This is an attempt made by Grey, or a preview.

A preview of the "miracle" I'm about to achieve by making my third and final wish.

Although Gray never revealed the full scope of the "miracle" she was about to achieve with her third wish,

But considering everything in the future, Last has already made a rough judgment in his mind.

"So, as expected..."

"Is 'Night World' the 'miracle' you prayed for from fate?"

"Little Gray..."

Looking at the scene on the screen in front of him, Last muttered silently to himself.

But soon, he collected his thoughts again.

In any case, these all happened upstream in the long river of history, at a time node in the past, and are historical facts that have been solidified.

He couldn't change the past, nor did he intend to.

At this moment, what Rast needs to care about more is the thing that is within reach and can be grasped by reaching out his hands - his own future.

"According to the medical records in the database, the first half of the 'Artificial Angel' project went quite smoothly."

"A mechanical angel's body replaced Ai's original fragmented and broken flesh and blood... Within this shell constructed of machinery and metal, however, lay a burning human soul." "And after the mechanical angel's body was born—the necessary task was to contain the 'Judgment Star Cup.'"

"Use the human soul and will to conquer the high and mighty divine key from the age of myth."

As Grey had previously said in the recording, this was destined to be an extremely long process.

Simply containing it is not difficult, but to completely conquer the eternal "Star Grail: Judgment", completely transform it into one's own power that can be controlled at will... and use this as an opportunity to break through the status of an angel, it will take an extremely long time to advance.

Maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years.

After all, this involves the realm of mythical creatures. An angel's long sleep, a deep slumber... the world on earth may have changed dramatically.

In the process of receiving the Judgment Star Cup, no external force can interfere, as that will only disrupt the process of her receiving the Star Cup.

This is a battle between human will and the laws of the world, and the only one Amis can rely on is herself.

"So, Gray chose to leave after Xiao Ai took in the Star Cup and began her long sleep to become an angel."

"And at this very moment, Xiao Ai is sleeping deep within the Third Mechanical Research Institute... In that slumber, which has lasted for countless years, she continues to strive with her own will to conquer the Star Cup that leads to the divine realm."

"To advance to the eighth level and become an angel of the Judgment Sequence."

"And also for meeting me again in the future."

Rast gently closed his eyes, feeling the surging and fiery emotions slowly rippling in his heart.

"Sure enough, I still want to go and see it."

"Go see her in person..."

This is silent self-talk.

It doesn't matter even if Xiao Ai is still in the long sleep of being promoted to an angel at this moment and cannot talk to him.

It doesn't matter if I can only take a peek at her sleeping face through the window through the thick quartz glass.

He still wanted to go and see the blonde girl with his own eyes somewhere outside of Canaan, the place between the night world and reality.

Because only in this way could Last prove thoroughly and truly convince himself that everything he experienced in that "Canaan" was not false, nor was it an illusion created by his excessive mental stress in Deep Blue Harbor.

There really was such a border town that was geographically remote but had beautiful scenery.

There really is such a girl with sky-blue eyes, long light golden hair, who loves playing the bagpipes and cooking, and who is quietly waiting for him somewhere in the long river of time.

Of course, these involve the most confidential information, and no archive will be kept even in the database of the Watchtower.

After all, as long as it is stored in a database, there will be a risk of leakage. The safest confidentiality mechanism in the world is always word of mouth from person to person.

"Gray said in the recording that she entrusted the intelligence about my arrival over a decade later, as well as all information about the 'Artificial Angel Project,' to the deputy leader of the Shore Guardians, the director of the Third Mechanical Research Institute, and the subsequent head of the 'Artificial Angel Project.'"

"In other words, if I want to see Xiao Ai in person, I should also need to get in touch with her."

"To be entrusted with such an important task by Gray, the current deputy leader of the Shore Watchers, the second-in-command of the 'Artificial Angel' project, must have earned Gray's trust..."

Last's gaze paused slightly on the light curtain.

I just don't know what kind of person can make Gray trust him so much.

After all, after Gray disappeared from the world, although he was only the deputy leader in name, what he actually assumed was the responsibilities of the leader of the Shore Watchers organization. Any mistake could lead to irreversible consequences.

As soon as this thought came to mind.

The next moment, Rast heard the sound of a mechanical mechanism being triggered and a door being pushed open behind him.

Then, he heard a slightly hoarse voice with a hint of disbelief, whispering in his ear.

"Captain...is it really you?"

This is a female voice.

It sounded quite hoarse, as if it was quite old.

However, in those words with a slight tremor, Last sensed a hint of familiarity.

He turned and looked.

What I expected was correct. The person standing at the door of the library was indeed an elderly woman.

The moment she saw Last, the woman's expression gradually became excited. She walked over quickly, as if she wanted to say something to Last.

But soon, as if she suddenly thought of something, her movements froze in mid-air, she put down her hands awkwardly, and her expression became a little embarrassed.

"Captain... No, Your Majesty Rast, do you still remember me?"

Luster frowned slightly and looked at the woman in front of him.

There were obvious wrinkles at the corners of the other person's eyes, and he was obviously quite old. One could clearly feel the vicissitudes of life in his pupils, indicating that he might be older than his appearance showed.

But through the lines of her face, one can still imagine what the woman in front of him looked like when she was young - she must have been quite beautiful, full of energy and vigor when she was young.

The other party's expression at this moment also confirmed this point. Last could clearly feel a strong aura from the other party, and his status was likely close to legendary. He should be the director of the Third Mechanical Research Institute mentioned by Gray, the general manager of the "Artificial Angel Project", and he could be said to be in a high position of power.

But in front of Rast, she looked excited yet a little embarrassed and didn't dare to recognize him, and she looked as shy as a little girl.

Last's thoughts swept through the memory attic, comparing the faces he had seen in his memories, and soon found the image that corresponded to the person in front of him.

"Agnese?"

Long-lost memories gradually resurface.

The woman in front of him was the one who had passed the newcomer assessment of the Shore Watchers organization at the same time as Gray, and became a reserve member of the Shore Watchers together.

At the same time, she is also Grey's best friend within the Watchers organization.

When they first entered Paradise City to implement the "Lost Paradise" plan, Janice, like Grey, was a member of their shore guard team and had received their command and training.

But I didn't expect that it would be two hundred years before I saw Janice again.

(End of this chapter)