Sir! Don't close the net!

Now he is part of the rules.

Seeing Li Yili frozen in the spot in a rather strange posture, Sif paused for a moment before realizing what was happening and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

"Just as they reported, the Yellow King's power is only a part of this slime. You are just an ordinary human, and we have no reason to be afraid of you!"

The lightning faded, and a chaotic darkness rolled in, covering the once empty corridor. Then, another silent bolt of lightning struck, and the deserted corridor was filled with menacing prisoners.

Li Yili stared expressionlessly at the hostile prisoners. The light in her eyes was swallowed by darkness as the lightning faded, and the next second, only the deafening thunder could be heard in the world.

Damn it! Damn it!

Jeff staggered down the corridor, clutching his bleeding shoulder, while August, with his hands behind his back, strolled leisurely in the darkness.

"You might not believe it, but Dr. Jeff, I actually hate you."

"Really!? Just because I've only been here a few months, I'm already more like an omnipotent god than you!"

Jeff roared and quickened his pace, trying to get away from Augusert, but Augusert's voice echoed in his ears like a ghost, and even the thunder that seemed to create the world could not drown it out.

Thirty years! Thirty years is enough to change a person completely!

Especially in places like prisons, which are completely disconnected from society.

Having established social cognitions, and then ingesting drugs that can cause changes, the body will mutate in a direction that deviates from normal social cognitions.

What if this perception, which deviates from normal societal norms, is...

Am I an omnipotent being?

Jeff remembered the painting called "The One Lord" that Auguste had hung in his office.

"It's simply unbelievable! As a bishop of the Asawis, you actually want to be the one and only Lord! Do you think that's possible?!"

If that's the case, even for forty or fifty years, Bishop Azavet—no, I should say Auguste—would be happy to continue cooperating with the Church of Steam and Steel.

But something's wrong, something's very wrong!

The power of heritage is multifaceted; even if the extraction methods are the same, they can never be mixed together for use.

A cognition that differs from normal society corresponds to a potion refined from a heritage possessing the corresponding abilities. Only in this way can it be ensured that those who ingest the potion undergo targeted and stable mutations.

Is there really a legacy in this world that can extract a elixir corresponding to the cognition of an omniscient and omnipotent Lord?

Ultimately, if we're going to do mutation experiments, why are there so many different types?

Not only is it easily discovered by other forces, but the computational workload and error are also ridiculously large.

Wouldn't it be safer to instill a cognition different from that of normal society from the very beginning and then refine a drug accordingly?

Jeff pushed open the heavy doors of the tower with all his might. The torrential rain lashed at Jeff's face, and he felt a chill run down his spine. In an instant, he felt completely refreshed.

"Unless... I got the order wrong..."

Chapter 59 Humans Until the End

The rain roared and lightning flashed. Figures in yellow raincoats darted between the buildings. The pale light briefly dispelled the darkness for them, while the deafening thunder disrupted the rules that maintained tranquility in the darkness.

Covered by the heavy rain, they arrived at the prison cell overgrown with plants.

One vial after another, shimmering with an eerie light, was driven into the massive rootstock creeping against the wall. As bubbles surged, the potion was injected into the rootstock at an incredible speed.

A bolt of lightning struck, and in the pale white flash, all the roots in the cell began to thrash instinctively.

The plant wriggles, throwing one legacy after another into the cell, its waving roots engulfing it, pushing deeper and deeper, striving to draw nutrients from the soil—it's the plant's instinct.

The deep green roots plunged and expanded fiercely into the surrounding cracks. The torrential rain masked the commotion. Some prisoners were swallowed up by the roots while they slept, their bodies drained of nutrients amidst the intoxicating aroma of alcohol. Others noticed the unusual growth and hastily escaped their cells, managing to escape unscathed. However, most were unfortunate and lacked the power to do so. Faced with the increasingly bizarre and powerful roots, they could only wail as they were swept away.

The branches and leaves intertwined and spread along the entire prison wall.

Plants have simple and endless desires; they simply keep growing deeper and absorbing more.

"This feeling... I don't know why, but it feels so good..."

Unaware of anything amiss, Sif covered her face and swayed from side to side, her increasingly mature and alluring body swept away by the pleasure of her desires being constantly satisfied.

Li Yili raised her hand and swung it, pulling out a head along with its pale spine.

“You’d better restrain yourself a little,” Li Yili said, turning her head to look at Sif, whose movements were becoming increasingly exaggerated, while still holding her head, which was connected to her writhing spine.

Before Li Yili could finish speaking, several enormous roots lashed out, shattering the absurd knight and the terrifying Iron Maiden behind her.

"Ha...hahaha...what are you talking about? Why would you reject something so blissful?"

Sif's eyes gradually lost their light, and her mature body slumped down like a marionette with its strings cut. Only her alluring mouth continued to open and close, while the large, fleshy penis connecting to Sif's mature body began to contract violently as if breathing. The entire cell, or rather the entire prison, began to tremble.

As if foreshadowing an unstoppable fate, the rain intensified.

Li Yili's gaze gradually faded, "Everything is already beyond..."

"Li Yili, you bastard! I know you can hear me!"

The man's roar, though powerful, was barely audible in the downpour, barely louder than a few raindrops, but Li Yili definitely heard it.

Li Yili raised her hand and crushed the oncoming root. Turning around, she looked down and saw Jeff staggering through the mud on the shore of Theresa Road, where all the waves had been wiped away by the torrential rain and the road seemed to have stopped. Jeff was walking and roaring angrily in the mud.

The bloodstains on his abdomen continued to spread, traces that even a torrential downpour could not wash away.

Jeff lost his life in the torrential rain, but he felt an intense burning sensation in his body.

Li Yili's eyes widened slightly.

Because he heard it, he also took note of the rules he made.

As the torrential rain lashed down, viscous liquid surged, and absurd knights, ferocious iron maidens, and strange hounds reared up, following the sound of the rainstorm resisting fate.

"I know! I know you already knew! You bastard, you think keeping the answer to yourself will do you any good!"

Jeff clenched his fists and continued to roar.

"You think you're cool? Let me tell you! You're just a slave to the correct answer! You'll always live within that correct answer! Only speaking it out is your true answer!"

"But it doesn't matter! I'm your attending physician! I'll help you overcome the hurdles you can't get over! I'll say the things you can't say yourself!"

Jeff glanced around, because his roar was drawing the monsters that sprang from the viscous liquid to his location. What would happen if he were located?

Who cares...

In any case, he couldn't possibly survive that rainy night.

Jeff spat out a mouthful of blood, kicked away the mud, and suddenly raised his head to meet the gaze of the absurd knight who was now standing in front of him.

"This world! From the very beginning, there has never been a single human being in the true sense of the word! The way these prisoners in Teresa Prison look is what we truly look like!"

"boom--"

The absurd knight collapsed, and the surging viscous liquid swept towards Jeff.

"Damn it! We've been locked up here by the real [He]!"

Jeff struggled to shake off the viscous liquid that was trying to engulf him, and with his head held high, his mind had never been clearer than it had been at this moment. All the fog that had obstructed his vision was cleaved apart by this torrential downpour of fate.

"He has infected us! From body to mind! We are being eroded from head to toe! We are becoming one of Him!"

"Legacy is the genetic power that washes away our original form!"

Sticky arms emerged from the liquid, gripping Jeff's body and dragging him deeper into the viscous liquid.

"The Zeta-level legacy is a sign that we are deviating from the direction [He] intended! The Sigma-level legacy is proof that we are out of control! Cough cough—"

Jeff, whose lower body was completely engulfed, coughed heavily a few times and struggled to lift his head.

"The Omega legacy is the way [He] decided to abandon us!"

Jeff grinned, his eyes reflecting Li Yili looking down at him.

"Right?"

“Hmm—” Li Yili raised her right hand and reached out to Jeff.

"Damn it—so I really might be a creature called a psychiatrist."

Jeff forcefully slapped away Li Yili's outstretched right hand, stubbornly raising his middle finger at Li Yili and the torrential rain falling from the sky.

"Damn fate—"

"I will absolutely not go crazy in my own world!"

The viscous liquid had already reached Jeff's neck, but Jeff did not show the slightest fear.

“Levi's Est. Richard, I am human, and I will always be human. What are you?”

Li Yili looked down at her hands and gently exhaled a puff of white breath.

"Besides humans... what else could it be?"

"Damn it... You bastard, you really are human. Since you're human, don't look so resentful... Go back to your own world..."

The viscous liquid completely engulfed Jeff.

Li Yili closed his eyes, turned around, and took a step when he heard the sound of bubbles rising. Before he could react, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of his raincoat. Jeff, who was swallowed by the viscous liquid, struggled to lift his head from the liquid.

"Listen to what the doctor says."

Li Yili nodded subconsciously, and Jeff then let go and poured himself into the surging viscous liquid.

In the darkness, Jeff continued to sink, watching the light gradually disappear, and he closed his eyes.

There's no big reason; I just wanted to see things through to the end.

I lived my whole life as a human being, and then I disappeared as a human being.

Chapter Sixty: The Lord's countenance is not to be seen.

Clear water droplets dripped from the worn raincoat and landed on the calm, viscous, oil-like liquid, creating ripples.

Wearing a tattered yellow raincoat, Li Yili looked up. White mist spread around him. The cold downpour had stopped, but the storm in his heart had never stopped, and it never would.

But there were moments, however brief, when he found a place of peace in the downpour, a place where he could catch his breath.

The nights in Teresa Prison were no longer silent; something was shattering in the darkness, something was taking root and spreading.

As the dark clouds dispersed, the magnificent yet ethereal aurora borealis overlapped and coalesced in the sky above Teresa Prison.

In the distance, Auguste stood with his hands behind his back, smiling slightly.

“How pathetic, Levi’s Est. Richard, this incompetence is your true nature.”

Li Yili remained silent, simply watching Augusite without making a sound. The viscous liquid beneath her feet rippled wildly, as if it might engulf her at any moment. Augusite, on the other hand, was completely still, the viscous liquid flowing past as if it hadn't noticed anything.