People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

I feel like I'm quite redundant.

Seeing that the atmosphere was extremely wrong, Chen Huijie at this moment truly understood the meaning of the lyrics he heard in Longmen.

"I should be under the car, not inside it!"

Is there really something going on between you two?! No way! No way!

What's wrong with that Sarkaz woman across the street? She's staring at Fang Ark so hard that her eyes are almost tearing!

At this moment, Ark was looking at Theresa in confusion under his helmet.

No, sister, what do you mean?

What's with that look in your eyes?! Can that look in your eyes save the Earth... Oh no, emmm, can that look in your eyes erase Oma Zi-O's history and "save" Terra?!

Fang Zhou is not made of wood, and even Black Horn can't see anything wrong with his eyes.

Terra's world consciousness has taken a fancy to me?

Wow, this is really...

No, you're saying Theresa has a crush on me. I believe it, after all... But you're not Teacher Xiao Te. Didn't you say you're Terra's world consciousness? Aren't you being blinded by Teacher Xiao Te and the Demon King's memories?

The Herrscher next door gave a thumbs up.

Although he was thinking about all sorts of things, Fang Zhou still felt that he should find a topic as soon as possible to break the weird atmosphere. Didn't he see that Chen Huijie beside him was fidgeting and almost unable to bear it anymore?

"So you invited us here for more than just a cup of coffee, right?"

Fang Zhou withdrew his arm from the table, leaned back, and looked at Theresa with a level gaze.

However, the latter seemed to be intentionally imitating his movements, leaning back as well, crossing her hands over her belly. If Theresa in front of him had not had an unusually flat belly, this posture would have made Fang Zhou wonder if she was pregnant and was protecting the baby in her belly?

"I have a feeling you're thinking something very rude, Doctor, but don't you really see anything? Something you should have noticed?"

Theresa seemed to be hinting at something, but Ark couldn't deduce any clues from her words, so the Riddler group was really annoying.

Although it is fun to be a riddle teller, it is very unpleasant to be told riddles by a riddle teller.

Theresa's eyes were as gentle as the real Theresa's. At this moment, she did not have the kind of condescending compassion she had when looking at Amiya and the others. The oversaturated tenderness made Fang Zhou feel that the person in front of him seemed to have really become the demon king he once worked with.

Fang Zhou shook his head slightly and sighed.

"You're becoming more and more like her."

However, this sentence seemed to have touched a sore spot. Theresa's face darkened visibly, and she looked at Fang Zhou with puffed cheeks.

"That's all you want to say?"

The tone of blame and rebuke made Fang Zhou stand there for a moment, completely bewildered by the current situation.

Seeing Fang Zhou seeming to be completely oblivious to what she really wanted him to notice, Theresa sighed slightly sadly.

"You really forgot everything... Wait, I remember that Theresa seemed to have used "Continuation of Civilization" to operate on your memory when she was carrying out the Demon King's inheritance. You stinky Sarkaz, could it be that these operations washed away some things that shouldn't be washed away?

Wow, they really are a bunch of inferior races. I should have just…"

Theresa suddenly shut her mouth mid-sentence.

Since Fang Zhou hasn't discovered his true identity, he won't tell him. Humph, so what even if his memory is really manipulated by that damn devil?

Putting aside the facts, he simply forgot about me after his memory was manipulated, and he didn't even notice the little clues I had left for him. Doesn't that mean he's not at fault?!

Theresa punched herself twice in her heart, calmed herself down, and returned to her dignified appearance.

But those few words also revealed enough information to Ark. Calling the Sarkaz an inferior race meant that this guy at least had a feud with them. He was a being close to world consciousness, and it was even possible that he could mobilize the information of everyone on this land. He was obsessed with maintaining the normal historical process of this land, and he had a feud with the Sarkaz...

All these factors add up... Wait, could the thing inside the tableware be from a previous civilization?!

A light bulb went off in his head, and Fang Zhou felt as if he had grasped something key.

Speaking of the legacies left by the previous civilization to the present day, apart from the sweeping robots in the sea, they have no possibility of giving birth to a creature that can intercept the level of world consciousness. At most, they can evolve a group of wandering races that look like star colors.

What remains on this land are the Beast Masters, the Originium, and the supercomputer codenamed "Law" locked in the basement of the Holy City of Lateran.

hiss--

If you think about it this way, it seems that the original mission given to "Law" was to ensure the survival of Terra. Coupled with the powerful computing power of its own supercomputer, even if it is connected to the Originium network and mobilizes all the information about Terra recorded in the Originium at the same time, although it is a bit difficult, it is not impossible.

If you say so...

Fang Zhou's gaze fell on Theresa in surprise.

Could it be that this guy who calls himself the world consciousness is the spirit of "law"?

"??"

Theresa narrowed her eyes.

"Doctor, please don't forget that although Theresa is dead, this body is the body of the former Demon King. I can still use my Demon King abilities to some extent. I can sense other people's minds and even vaguely read their thoughts. So if you are thinking of anything disrespectful, I advise you to stop immediately. Otherwise, even I will be angry."

In fact, I'm already angry.

Theresa sighed in her heart, but what could she do? Even if the man in front of her had betrayed her to some extent, and even used some magical means to seal a part of her power about the world, it was still impossible for her to deal with him.

Alas, what a sin.

Theresa looked at Fang Zhou with a rather contradictory expression, but the latter seemed to be completely unaware of it. He just touched his head awkwardly, looking like a child who had been caught saying bad things about others. When he saw Chen Huijie next to him, he could dig out an iron palace on the floor with his toes.

Fortunately, at this time, the waiter who had prepared the coffee also came back.

He neatly and steadily placed a piece of mousse cake with a rich chocolate aroma and three cups of coffee on the table in front of the three people.

The delicious coffee and food broke the stiff and awkward atmosphere.

Theresa looked at the coffee in front of her, her eyes sweeping over the latte art on the surface. Although it was a bit rough overall, it was indeed in the shape of a microscope. She smiled at the waiter with satisfaction, but the cold sweat on the latter's forehead became more dense.

"Well, all the food you ordered has been delivered. I won't bother you any more. Enjoy your meal!"

Before he could finish his words, the waiter ran back to the bar as if he was running for his life. Before Fang Ark and Theresa could say anything, they saw him pick up two pieces of clothes and run out of the cafe.

"Oh, he ran away. I was thinking that he did a good job and asked if I could give him a tip.

And if we just leave like this, how are we going to get a refill when this cup of coffee is finished?”

Theresa, feeling a little down, picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip. The rich roasted aroma filled her mouth, and the bitterness of the coffee and the sweetness of the milk spread in her mouth at the same time. As the sweet milk and the bitter coffee slid into her throat, a faint burnt aroma and a light sourness returned to the tip of her tongue as a bitter aftertaste, making the taste of this cup of coffee more layered.

"If you really want to continue drinking, I can make it for you. After all, it's just making coffee. I still... know a little bit about it."

He made a pinching gesture with his index finger and thumb in front of his face to show that he knew a little about coffee, but his tone didn't sound like he knew a little at all.

"Ha, forget it? The coffee you make is always bitter. I don't want to drink that stuff."

The knife gently slid across the chewy body of the chocolate mousse, and the fork hit it accurately.

The soft chocolate slowly melted in his mouth, a blend of sweetness and bitterness. This taste preference made Fang Zhou feel a little familiar inexplicably, but in his vast memory, there were too many people with the same taste preference. Perhaps that was why he had a sense of déjà vu.

Putting the sense of déjà vu behind him, Fang Zhou took a sip of coffee.

Well, you added a bit too much creamer.

The sweetness of the milk is too strong, covering up the burnt bitterness of the coffee. Children might like this taste, but for adults who are accustomed to bitterness... wait, this seems to be what Theresa ordered.

Fang Zhou looked up at the woman opposite him, but saw that she was looking at him cunningly.

Well...actually adults also need sweetness to comfort their souls.

The smooth milk coffee slid into his mouth. The taste made Fang Zhou wonder for a moment whether he was drinking coffee or cocoa.

"Actually, I don't have anything else to do here. I just came to save my disappointing brother. As for now, I really just want to have a cup of coffee with you.

We don't have to be enemies, Doctor. As long as you give up Oma Zi-O and come stand with me, believe me, this land won't become worse because of the loss of a king of time and history. He will eventually be on the right track, but..."

“It’s just that the good things that are on the right track may take a long time to materialize.”

Fang Ark put down the coffee cup.

"That's all right, Theresa. Well, you're not Theresa after all, so wouldn't it be awkward for you to call Theresa your brother?"

"Changing the subject? Fine, I don't mind. After all, being able to get to know you and have a peaceful chat like this is enough for me."

What are you talking about? It makes me look like a scumbag who cheats on me.

Fang Zhou sighed.

This guy can't be the "Law". Not to mention whether the supercomputer can have such rich emotions, even if it does, why would it target himself?

He would not be surprised even if that guy went to Columbia to find Friston. After all, according to the memory of the previous civilization, Friston should be in charge of projects in this regard. The products of the same period also include the current president of Colombia.

Oh, the President, fortunately this President does not know D4C, and is just the sword and shield of the Terra land, instead of being obsessed with the first napkin.

Bah, it’s out of the question.

If it's not the "Law," then who could it be? And it's related to Originium... Hmm? Originium?

Ark remembered... In the previous civilization, the plan related to Originium seemed to be...

The sudden stagnation seemed to have caught Theresa's attention. Although she couldn't see Fang Zhou's expression because of the helmet, Theresa's intuition as a woman still made her notice something.

"Hmm? Did you notice anything?"

There's a slight, uh, slight anticipation in the anticipation.

This tone, this feeling...

The Ark fell into silence.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. So, can you give me a new answer now?"

"..."

I don't know, I'm just a ruthless timekeeper.

"How boring! Why are you hesitating at this moment? Never mind. You've always been like this. Sometimes you're incredibly decisive, but other times, you become indecisive for some inexplicable reasons. But that's just how human we are."

As if summarizing the protagonist's declaration before his outburst, Theresa looked at the Ark with a smile.

But after that, both of them felt that something seemed to be changing in the world around them.

"Hmm? Has it started yet? Hehe, Amiya and that girl... named Tallulah? They're quite capable. The changes in time and space have begun again."

Theresa stood up, and Ark subconsciously stood up as well, which made the smile on the former's face even brighter.

"After this, the next time we meet, we might be fighting again. So before we part, could you give me a gift?"

"Gift?"

The next second, soft jade was in his arms.

"Yeah, it's still the same as before."

Theresa gently hugged Fang Zhou, buried her head in his shoulder and took a deep breath.

"Haha, this behavior is just like a nympho."

She laughed and made fun of her own gaffe.

"But this time, please forgive my little willfulness, okay?"

"..."

The arm around the waist slowly tightened in silence.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

Chapter 118: Enlightenment in Amiya Palace

In the 28th year of the Terran calendar, the capital of the Hippogriff Empire, the Holy Castle.

Near the Imperial Palace.

"This is the true heart of the Hippodrome Empire."

In the alley opposite the palace, Amiya and the others were all wearing cloaks, staring at the luxurious palace in front of them with different expressions.

There was anger in Tallulah's eyes. In this era of extremely low productivity, how much manpower and material resources would it take to build such a luxurious palace?

And how much blood, tears and sacrifice do these consumed manpower and material resources represent in this bitter and cold land?

"It's terrible. Even though I know that perhaps not all of God's people are like this, I still have to say that God's people supremacy is terrible."

"No, Sister Tallulah."

Amiya stared at the palace closely. Amidst its splendor, she seemed to see something more fundamental ravaging the people of this country.

"It is never the rulers of the gods or any particular ruler who are wrong."

Amiya's eyes of the future flickered. She felt that countless thoughts were colliding in her mind, and the sparks of thought kept flashing in her mind. Among these collisions, an imperceptible spark grew into a sapling, and gradually absorbed the nutrients of other thoughts, and thrived into a towering tree, firmly occupying all of Amiya's thoughts.