The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Her appearance was quite outstanding, but Yan was not naive enough to think that the other party would seek out her, an ordinary person who had not performed well in previous competitions, in this small garden full of gods and Buddhas, to spark a connection.

"Excuse me, are you Saigo Homura?"

The girl asked a question after bowing.

The other party's etiquette was very standard, and according to Yan's knowledge, it should be the style of ancient European nobility.

He nodded cautiously.

Even if the other party had malicious intent, they probably wouldn't dare to harm him here under the very nose of the Heavenly Army.

"Yes... Is there something you need from me?"

"Excuse me, I was so happy that I forgot to introduce myself."

The girl playfully stuck out her tongue, a stark contrast to her previous aristocratic demeanor, which actually made Yan feel a little more relaxed.

Although this might also be part of the other party's calculations.

“My name is Misia, and I am an envoy from the Medici family… Although it is probably difficult to see our family name outside of history now, it should be familiar to those who have read history, right?”

"Hmm... I do know a little about it."

Yan nodded, while wondering what such a famous clan might be up to in order to contact him.

What the other person said next made his eyes widen.

"That's right. The Medici family agrees with the conclusion that astral particles can be humanity's last hope, and they intend to become funders of astral particle research."

"Huh?"

It could be said that the sudden gift caught Yan off guard, but he still responded reflexively.

"So... is there any price to pay?"

Although human survival also represents self-preservation, and since investing means one can share in the profits later, Flame doesn't think it's that simple.

Misia nodded seriously.

"Yes, the family hopes that Lord Yan can break through to the second match."

Chapter 818 White Night's Questioning

"Judging from the results... it should be alright."

In the sky garden, Kurima was left aside, while Byakuya sighed, clutching his brow.

In general, the dragons in this world have nothing to do with James; they don't even know of each other's existence. She is simply sponsoring His Highness and his group to observe their development.

So the others put her aside and turned back to dealing with the outcome of the match.

However, it is clear that some people do not agree with Bai Ye's conclusion.

"Does this mean the entire continent has disappeared?"

After making a comment, Bai Ye's lips twitched as he was slapped back by Omega.

"Let's say... we've resolved the Tiffany issue, right?"

Even Bai Ye knew that this statement could only comfort himself. The fact that Typhon was not the focus was a consensus among everyone, and even his ambition to question the current state of the Little Garden did not attract the attention of anyone in the room.

The first game was to simulate possible historical developments.

The simulation showed that the continent of Atlantis sank.

It seems... that it's not quite working.

However, this was not directly related to the stellar particles and the earth's breathing; rather, it was an unexpected situation—the withering of the continent that supported Atlantis.

Those who watched the whole thing knew that this was caused by James. That guy was involved in the vampire coup a long time ago, and the material used this time was also a product of vampire blood mixed with many curses.

But this is not the point.

The key point is that this element may also exist in reality.

The object may not be difficult to locate.

Beyond the flames, there exists another group researching stellar particle bodies, who apparently provided Typhon with a weapon called BDA in a recent game... It can be said that the outcome of the entire match was almost entirely within their calculations, and their representative to the outside world is James.

Simply and quickly eliminating those guys is easy, but completely erasing the concept of a 'research group on the dark side' is almost impossible. The research and application of stellar particle bodies cannot be completed only in Izayoi's world; it must become the intersection of all parallel worlds, that is, it must trigger a 'historical transition period'.

This is a period of historical transition for humanity, and also a period of human problems, leaving little room for others to interfere.

All Tianjun can do is provide direction and a platform.

Their main focus, however, is on the other side.

"Speaking of Typhon, there's also that king of the killer race who's still hiding. He didn't make a move in the end, even though he was supposed to be her son."

"Come on, this isn't the first time that guy has sold his son."

Omega shrugged, but Alpha frowned at the flippant attitude.

"No matter what, I have to get her on my side."

The name "Killer Species" is not deceptive at all, and the King of Killer Species is an even greater threat to humanity.

Although it doesn't seem to be a final trial at present, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's one of the elements that could destroy humanity.

However, the King of the Killer Race is not a historical obstacle that humans must deal with themselves; the Celestial Army can be relied upon to fight against him—provided that the enemy can be found.

Given the nearly eight-figure number of outer gates in the Little Garden and the scale of its subsidiary worlds of 'infinite worlds x infinite parallel worlds', finding this existence that can hide itself by relying on the winds of decadence is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack for ordinary humans.

"To be honest, it's really troublesome."

Bai Ye sighed, then narrowed his eyes.

"Don't you guys really think... this system of 'mutual corroboration with human history' is too fragile?"

A silence fell over the room.

The most direct reason why the Sand Garden, or the Heavenly Army, wants to support humanity is very simple: the relationship between the Sand Garden and human history—the two reflect each other, that is, they are each other's observers.

Just as dragons depend on themselves and gods depend on humans, both must rely on each other.

If human history is to perish, the miniature garden must continue it, and vice versa... However, humans may not have that ability, or even that consciousness.

In other words, although this relationship was initially established for the development of the sandbox, because at that time the sandbox needed humans with great potential and plasticity who could develop rapidly to ensure its vitality and allow their imagination to construct the system of gods, now, humans can be said to have become a burden.

This race is far too fragile. Gradually abandoning the construction of faith and mythology is not a big deal for the now nearly complete Little Garden, but they have too many crises to face... a large part of which they themselves have created.

From this perspective, it's not hard to understand why the gods initially supported dystopia; it's just that a canary appeared, giving the gods renewed hope.

Now, however, Izayoi's performance in the first match was not as strong as expected, and Byakuya once again questioned the current relationship.

A sandbox requires a mutual observer, but that observer doesn't necessarily have to be human.

Yes, it's not too late—if changes are made at this level, there's no need to maintain such a sense of urgency and tie up so many resources.

The miniature garden can shelter all humans, whether out of past favors or to satisfy the arrogance of the gods and their love for humanity, but it must break free from the interdependent relationship of mutual dependence.

Just before things were about to enter their final stage, Bai Ye finally voiced her true thoughts.

"You should know very well, right?"

The Primal Star Spirit, who had been the one making sarcastic remarks among the group, now had a serious expression.

“I deeply love this miniature garden, so I am willing to work for you and to protect this paradise for all beings, including the humans living in it—but…”

"and many more."

Omega raised his hand at that moment to interrupt White Night.

"You were willing to work because you liked us? I'm so sad."

"You guys who've never been paid, you should just give up, you bastards!"

"Your yelling won't do any good, I'm not your boss!"

Seemingly reminded by Omega, Bai Ye glared at his current boss.

The current boss looked completely innocent.

"No... I can use my things even in the daytime..."

So the others turned their attention back to Bai Ye, and even looked at her with a bit of a "scumbag woman" vibe.

This includes Kurima, who was just left aside.

This made Bai Ye's lips twitch again, and then he quickly realized the problem.

"Wait a minute, how did you guys manage to change the subject!"

"No, even if you say that..."

Omega shrugged.

"As far as 'order' is concerned, the mutual observers are indeed humans. In the end, these beings that exist in countless worlds are basically irreplaceable."

"...?"

Bai Ye was stunned, somewhat unable to understand what the other person meant.

Although there are many parallel worlds beneath the miniature garden, the basic differences are not too great due to the historical transition periods. For example, large-scale wars that affect the world may have different causes and processes, but the final outcome will not change no matter what.

Simply put, the order and process are very clear, and a world that has been whitewashed by an alien god will not suddenly appear.

The races are naturally similar, and under such influence and control, finding a race to replace humans is not that difficult.

Unless the other party is referring to more than just the miniature garden...

"Moreover, humanity is now close to completing this task, and has the most time available."

Alpha added a sentence.

"...?"

Another question Bai Ye couldn't understand: besides the time limit of humanity itself, is there any other time limit now?

"Anyway, Bai Ye, don't worry."

But just then, Orpheus interrupted the Protoss's doubts.

"I can guarantee that the order of the miniature garden will continue."

"...No, that won't work."