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When talking about Herhunzoron's talent in Originium craftsmanship, the admiration and pride in Fremont's voice were as if he was talking about himself.

"The Witch King's magic is truly the pinnacle of an era."

Kal'tsit agreed with Fleamont's words. During the War of the Four Emperors, Herhunzoron single-handedly destroyed the invading Gaul army. If he hadn't been entangled in strategic goals at the time, Kal'tsit had no doubt that the man could use that calamity-like spell to drive Gaul out of Lethania directly instead of being stuck there.

Compared to Herkunzoron, Laval, who was born in Gaul and was also ranked among the top masters of Originium at that time, although he added a lot of prestige to Gaul's naval guns and became an important force in the rise of Gaul's military, he was still overshadowed by Herkunzoron's prestige.

After figuring out why the Elder of Dead Souls and Fremont appeared here and their purpose in coming here, the conversation basically came to an end.

As for the subsequent arrangement, the Elder of the Dead Souls will return to Londinium to become a so-called high-level spy. As for the method of exchanging intelligence between the two sides, it will be through the Ghost Ninja given to him by the Ark.

This kind of thing that comes and goes without a trace, there is basically no place on this land that can defend against it, except Theresa who also masters the shadow, no, now she can be officially called Prisses.

As for Fremont, his current situation is quite awkward. He cannot leave the subspace because once he returns to the real world, the laws of time will continue to take effect, and he will disappear again in the torrent of time.

Because in this land today, Fremont disappeared from the timeline the moment he was pierced through the chest by Tracys. He does not exist in this time. If he appears again, he will be immediately rejected and strangled.

"So for now, I can only stay in the subspace. There is no flow of time here, but at least I can ensure my safety."

Flemont said this, but Amiya's eyes flashed with thought.

However, the little rabbit did not say anything. She did not know whether the power in her body could reach that level. Perhaps she should increase her efforts to explore what that power could do. However, if she was not in the transformed state, she could not mobilize that magnificent power smoothly.

Time passed and night fell.

After the conversation at noon, Kal'tsit has been a little absent-minded. She no longer pays attention to the subsequent research and development work. She just sits alone in the office staring at the computer desktop in a daze. During this time, Warfarin noticed her abnormality and came forward to ask her, but she just shook her head to indicate that she was fine. But how does she look like she is fine?

As for this old lynx who always likes to force herself, Huafalin has found a way to deal with her situation.

"It looks like someone is saying one thing and saying another."

A sandwich with ham and cheese was placed on the table. The tender green vegetable leaves poked their heads out from the pressure of bread and cheese, eager to get a little breathing power in this narrow space. However, as soon as the vegetables raised their heads, they saw a bloody mouth falling from the sky. Before they could make a shrill scream, most of their bodies were taken away by the teeth.

"You didn't come to dinner tonight. Amiya was a little worried about you, but you said you had some research that needed to be advanced, so she didn't come to see you. After all, you have a pretty good criminal record. It's normal for you to skip dinner because of medical research or surgery."

Kal'tsit did not respond to Fang Ark's sarcasm or the hidden blame for her not taking care of her body. She just picked up the sandwich and frowned at the thick cheese inside.

“Did you add too much cheese?”

Although she said that, her body obediently took a bite of the sandwich. The rich aroma of cheese instantly filled her entire mouth. The combination of sweet cheese and salty ham instantly activated Kal'tsit's brain, which had been stagnant, and even her eyes brightened a little.

White salad dressing was stained on the side of her pink lips. Before Fang Ark could move, Kal'tsit had already wiped it off with a tissue, making Fang Ark lose the opportunity for an intimate interaction.

"After all, cheese is power, and a little extra sugar will do your now-presumably overloaded brain a lot of good."

"..."

After a while, half of the sandwich was eaten, but Kal'tsit did not continue and finished the remaining half, putting it on the table. She blinked her emerald eyes hesitantly and looked at Fang Zhou.

"You knew long ago that the consciousness possessing Theresa was Prisus, right?"

Facing Kal'tsit's question, Fang Ark nodded without hesitation. The latter's face immediately showed a hint of dissatisfaction, but then he also felt that he seemed to have no qualifications to be dissatisfied. After all, when it came to arguing about the closeness of relatives, that Prissise obviously had a better relationship with the man in front of him than he did.

After all, the reason why he was born, in addition to serving the previous civilization to continue the civilization, another meaning was that Prises wanted to give the man in front of him a gift that would surprise him enough.

After all, in that era, women with animal characteristics seemed to be particularly popular among men.

Kal'tsit was thinking about all sorts of things in her mind, and she suddenly felt a little lost.

"That's just the problem with you."

The sharp pain of a head bang quickly snapped Kal'tsit out of her daze. The next second, the old lynx's eyes suddenly turned cold. She looked at Fang Zhou, touched her slightly aching forehead, and stared at his hand, which showed no sign of retracting it, with a dagger-like gaze.

"When you're not supposed to be overly expressive, you resort to spouting a bunch of seemingly plausible riddles. And when someone cares about you and needs you to express what you want and need, you become like a taciturn person, lost in your own little world."

Pulling over a chair, Fang Zhou sat next to Kal'tsit and smiled at her delicate and tender profile.

"You're worried about Precious. I guess you can't figure out how to deal with her next time, right?"

"……Um."

How should she face her creator? Kel'tsit was truly troubled by this question.

No matter what the reason or purpose was, at this point, I was blocking the other party's way and violated the task assigned to me by the other party.

She should have collaborated with the man beside her to complete the Originium Project, but in reality, both she and the Ark were on different paths. If she hadn't known that Theresa was Precious, she could have faced her calmly. But now that she knew, even the usually cool-headed Kal'tsit couldn't help but feel panic, a sense of guilt and betrayal.

"You're wasting your time, Kel'tsit."

"Internal friction?"

Fang Zhou put his hands on the back of the chair, leaned on his hands, and pushed his legs against the ground to rotate the swivel chair under his butt.

"Will you stop protecting the existing civilization on this land just because Prius is still alive and possessing Theresa?"

"will not."

Kal'tsit said it without hesitation, which made Fang Ark sweat.

You can hesitate a little. After all, from an ethical point of view, it is a task given to you by your mother. You really can't hesitate a little.

"If you can't, why bother?"

"What about you? I haven't heard you mention the Originium Project since then."

Okay, you are promising. I dare to ask you.

"Haven't I found another way out?"

"Then they..."

"Kal'tsit, you know, I'm not as radical as Ed (the former head of the Paradise Fulcrum project, currently portrayed as a somewhat aggressive, confident, and irritable old man, who reportedly had a falling out with the Observer in the end), and I don't have any inherent sense of superiority towards the civilizations born on Terra today. I just think that sacrificing another civilization for the sake of our own revival is wrong."

Kal'tsit's eyes flashed, and for the first time, there was a throbbing in her eyes as she looked at Fang Ark.

"This is not good."

Kal'tsit didn't explicitly say anything bad, but both of them knew what it meant.

"I'll think of another way, but the Originium Project must not continue. We have to stop Prisseth."

"Let Amiya come?"

"The only people who can save the civilization on this earth are themselves. As a close friend of mine once said, this is your story, and you should draw its conclusion."

Kelsey was silent for a moment.

"Of course, it's our story now too. After all, I'm pretty caught up in it, right?"

Fang Zhou gently grabbed Kal'tsit's hand, and the slightly cool palm cooled the former's fingers slightly, and Kal'tsit withdrew her hand in an instant as if she had been electrocuted.

"I'll finish my sandwich in a minute. If there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest."

Her earlobes and cheeks felt a little hot, and Kal'tsit hurriedly got up and left. Fang Zhou did not chase after her, but just watched her fleeing back and smiled without saying a word.

"By the way, Kal'tsit, there's an event the day after tomorrow where Reunion will be inspected by Ursus officials in Canaan. Tallulah has invited us, so let's go together then."

"understood."

Kal'tsit, who had already reached the end of the corridor, hid in the corner and responded hastily. Fang Ark smiled happily, and there was another guy in the medical department who was even happier.

"Come out, isn't it uncomfortable hiding in the closet?"

"..."

"Shall I invite you out?"

Fang Zhou looked at the cabinet in the office that was used to store miscellaneous items for the staff on duty. He could feel a heavy breathing in the cabinet. Someone was hiding there.

"Ahahaha, no no no, I...I can come out by myself...Ah!"

Bang bang bang.

It seemed that he bumped into something in the cabinet in a panic. The person in the cabinet screamed and staggered to the ground with the entire cabinet. There was a loud bang, and Fang Zhou couldn't help but cover his ears.

"It hurts."

Fortunately, the person inside was fine. He pushed the cabinet door open with difficulty and the blood demon with white hair and red eyes came out.

"When did you hide in there? How come Kal'tsit didn't find you?"

Logically speaking, Kal'tsit was sitting in the office all the time, and it would be impossible for Warfarin to hide in the cabinet and avoid her eyes and ears.

"Haha, you don't understand this, do you? The wisdom of scientific researchers."

Researchers? Oh, I see. This is a unique skill that Warfarin has mastered over the years of secretly plotting against others and stealing their blood.

"You are definitely thinking of something very rude."

"I was just thinking about your past experience."

"Humph."

Huafalin knew what Fang Zhou was thinking even with her eyes closed, considering her past experience, but she did not refute it. After all, it was the fact.

"Since you and Kel'tsit gave me a good show, I won't bother with you."

Fang Zhou looked at the Blood Demon in front of him with deep eyes. He mentioned a lot of things about the previous civilization in his conversation with Kal'tsit. If you don't know some secret things, you won't be able to understand their conversation. But it also involved the word "Originium Project". Even if you don't know the cause and effect, as long as you are a Terran, you will understand that it sounds like something very bad.

However, Huafalin was a smart person. She did not ask about these things. It seemed that she wanted to pretend that she didn't hear them.

"Yes, yes, thank you Dr. Warfarin for your kindness. It seems Kal'tsit has basically given you full responsibility for the research and development of the fourth-generation Originium blocker recently."

"Ha, I get mad when you mention that. Kal'tsit is only responsible for providing the theoretical part, and we're basically the ones doing all the actual experiments. Even though her theory is very complete, it still requires a huge amount of experimental data to support it. As a result, I don't have time to do anything else except research and development."

"Then you now..."

"Cough cough."

Huafalin coughed twice urgently, her eyes wandering, sometimes looking at the blank computer desktop, sometimes glancing at Fang Zhou, and sometimes looking at the fallen cabinet.

"Anyway, thank you for your hard work. I'll leave the development of new drugs to you for the time being. You only need to be responsible for this area of ​​work. Kal'tsit and I will share the rest."

Huafalin's eyes flickered, then she laughed a few times and waved her hand.

"That's the best. This way I can focus on the new medicine. After all, I really don't have the energy to take care of other things."

"I understand, but are you going to the event in Canaan the day after tomorrow? Tallulah invited us and said that anyone from Rhodes Island who wants to attend can go."

When Huafalin heard this, the corner of her mouth curled up.

"Forget it. I'm not interested in anything political, especially with someone as unreasonable as Ursus."

Although Ursus was a powerful country militarily, the thousand-year-long continuous war of conquest had left a barbaric impression on everyone on Terra.

"Okay, I understand. Then I'll let Raidian, Outcast, Logos, and Mechanist take care of the work and activities for those two days. Amiya, Kal'tsit, Huang, and Sharp will attend."

The event two days later would involve Ursus's second evaluation of Canaan. The main objective was to determine whether Canaan's presence could truly alleviate Ursus's domestic conflict regarding the infected. If it did, then Canaan would receive substantial resources from Ursus, and the development of trade would also receive national support. Of course, if the results were unsatisfactory...

Haha, I think a lot of...accidents will happen in two days.

Chapter 300: Charmander, You Can Eat the Magic Energy of Fire

Two days later.

"Doctor, we can already see the Ursus Empire's landships."

Amiya put down the telescope and looked at the land-based ship whose outline could be vaguely seen in the distance.

That land ship was much smaller than Rhodes Island. As a large land ship, Rhodes Island had a length of over 600 meters and a width of 300 meters. According to Terra's standards, the land ship named Rhodes Island was already comparable to the small plots of land in some mobile cities.

Although the land ship in the distance was not small, it was only about half the size of Rhodes Island, and could be considered a medium-sized land ship.

"It seems that there should be no accidents on the road."

"Of course. If they wanted something to go wrong, they would have wanted the official to have an accident in Canaan City, not on the way to Canaan."

Ark and Kal'tsit looked around, and then Ark suddenly spoke.

"Ascalon."

"I am here."

The elusive Sarkaz assassin master appeared behind Fang Ark, his mysterious purple eyes hidden under his hood, staring at the man in front of him.

"Is there any movement around here?"

"No, we haven't seen anyone showing any unusual movements. When we were handing over intelligence earlier, Secretary Alina said the Ghost Guards have posted sentries at all the underground entrances and exits of Canaan, including all the passageways. There's no need to worry about the underground's safety for now."

Fang Ark nodded.

Alina became more and more proficient in using the power of the Ghost Inner Guard, and because of the black magic runes that Ark had engraved on Alina's soul, her soul was not eroded by the darkness of the Shadow Kingdom, and she still maintained her own self.

"The sky is being monitored by the Night Bat Squadron you assigned to me, and nothing unusual has happened so far."

When talking about the Night Bat Group, Askalon's expression was very passionate.

As a master of assassination, she knew too well how perverted the Shadow Legion was. These creatures that could hide in the shadows anytime and anywhere were natural killers, especially since their number was on a legion scale, and each of the ten legions had unique skills. Among them, her favorite were the little ones called the Shadow Devouring Corps. Compared with other Shadow Legions, those were the ones that could truly kill people invisibly.