Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Dr. Spassy paused for a moment, seemingly considering how to convey this harsh truth in the most appropriate way.

　Finally, he spoke slowly, almost in a whisper.

　"Judging from your condition, Honkai energy will erode your entire body within 6 hours."

　His words were filled with helplessness and sorrow.

　"I'm sorry, my old friend."

　Faced with this expected outcome, a faint look of disappointment appeared on Director Far's face, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

　"...Doctor, could you grant me one last wish?"

　Raising his hand and gazing at the spreading purple lines on it, Director Far seemed to be having a silent conversation with them.

　"Suta, I'm counting on you."

　The next day, early in the morning.

　When Su stepped into the hospital again, ready to start a new day of work, the scene before him stunned him.

　The hospital's outpatient building was surrounded by tight security cordons, which seemed unusual.

　"Huh? What's going on?!"

　Upon seeing someone lingering in front of the blockade line, Bolong, the Fire Moth, quickly stepped forward.

　"Dr. Su, you can't go in."

　Bolong's voice carried an undeniable resolve.

　"Due to the spread of the [Honkai Disease], we, [Fire Moth], have sealed off this hospital. The patients have also been transferred to the headquarters of [Fire Moth]."

　"How could this happen? By the way, let's ask Director Far."

　Su quickly grasped the key words, and her unease intensified.

　"The number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later..."

Chapter 395 Human joys and sorrows are not shared.

　Just as Su's anxiety surged like a tidal wave, a strange yet gentle voice quietly sounded behind him.

　"Excuse me, are you Dr. Su?"

　Su turned around and her gaze met that of an elderly man with only one arm.

　"Hello, my name is Spassy, ​​and I currently work for [Firemoth]. Your supervisor, Far, is an old friend of mine, and she asked me to take you to her."

　The old man introduced himself with a smile.

　"The director... is actually friends with the people from [Moth Chaser]?"

　A hint of surprise and confusion flashed in Su's eyes as he looked at the old man in front of him with a puzzled expression.

　"Hehe, she never told you? Come in, Dr. Su, she's waiting for you inside."

　Dr. Spassy pushed aside the yellow safety tape and gestured for Su to come into the building.

　Because all the patients had been transferred and the strict lockdown imposed by the moths to a flame, the outpatient building was unusually quiet at this time.

　Apart from the faint sound of their footsteps touching the floor, only their conversation echoed in the empty hall.

　"Dr. Su, I know you've been researching the Honkai disease on your own. I heard that the treatment you proposed effectively controlled the progression of a little girl's illness; that's truly a remarkable achievement."

　As he led the way, Dr. Spassey praised him.

　"...It's nothing special. The little girl wasn't cured; the onset of the disease was only delayed."

　Faced with Dr. Spassy's praise, Sue remained silent for a moment before slowly responding.

　"Haha, Dr. Su, that's already quite remarkable."

　Seemingly noticing the dejection in Sue's voice, Dr. Spassy offered comfort with a warm smile and words.

　"Even we, the [Fire-Chasing Moths], have not been able to find a truly meaningful cure over the years."

　After navigating the long corridor, the two finally stopped in front of an intensive care unit.

　Dr. Spassy lightly touched the smart door lock, the culmination of MothChaser's latest security technology.

　"All we've done so far is figure out the cause of the infection."

　As he operated the fully upgraded security system, he explained it to the gray-haired young man beside him.

　"Generally speaking, the cause of infection is nothing more than bacteria or viruses. In order to avoid infection, we wear gloves and masks, and even several layers of protective clothing."

　As the complex identity verification process proceeded through the door lock, Dr. Spassey's tone carried a hint of indescribable emotion.

　Yes, we once thought that humanity had...

　It can overcome all diseases.

　At this point, Dr. Spassy's previously proud tone turned somber.

　"But we now realize that it was nothing more than an arrogant and conceited illusion."

　As identity verification was completed, the heavy metal door slowly opened, and a somber atmosphere wafted out.

　"Human beings are still powerless children in the face of disease."

　Dr. Su's gaze pierced through the transparent, high-strength synthetic glass and landed on the quiet, cold body on the hospital bed.

　Director Farr, though her face appeared serene, was forever frozen in that moment.

　He was stunned, as if struck by an invisible force, and an endless grief welled up in his heart.

　"Director Far..."

　He staggered a few steps to the bedside, his voice trembling.

　"how so……"

　"The cause of death was infection with the [Honkai Disease]. The time of death was 4:00 AM today."

　Dr. Spassy took a small military water bottle from his waist, his tone somber.

　"Although she takes precautions very seriously, our recent research has found that the transmission route of the Honkai disease is neither bacteria nor virus."

　He turned around and looked intently at Dr. Su.

　"It's a kind of energy radiation that we call 'Honkai Energy.' Long-term exposure to this energy will cause you to contract 'Honkai Disease.'"

　Dr. Spassy continued, his gaze falling once again on Director Farr's face, which was now marked with purple bruises.

　“And Farah has treated more than 500 patients over the years.”

　Upon hearing this, Dr. Su could no longer support himself. He knelt before Fal's body, tears welling in his eyes.

　"Currently, even the most advanced protective suits cannot block this [Honkai energy]. Once [Honkai energy] invades your body, there is a 99.5% mortality rate."

　He paused for a moment, seemingly giving Dr. Su a chance to catch her breath, and also laying the groundwork for what he was about to say.

　Even if one is lucky enough to survive, most of their body tissue will have to be removed.

　Just then, Dr. Spassy changed the subject.

　"Dr. Su, I have some good news to tell you."

　"Starting today, except for [Moth Chasing Flames], no other hospitals are allowed to admit patients suffering from [Honkai Disease]."

　Upon hearing this, Su turned his head sharply, his eyes flashing with a fierce flame.

　"From now on, you don't need to have any contact with them anymore."

　Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, the gray-haired youth stood up in anger, glanced longingly at Far's remains, and said firmly to Dr. Spassy.

　"...Mr. Spacy, please allow me to join the Moth of Fire."

　"I must defeat the [Honkai Disease]!"

　Just as Sue was gradually coming to understand the reality of this world under the guidance of Dr. Spassy, ​​a warm and elegant tea party was taking place in a distant and mysterious demiplane outside of Berlin—no, outside of the world where this planet is located.

　Moros, who had been promoted to level 36, happily prepared for the party.

　The necromancer specially invited his closest friends, who held an important place in his heart, to celebrate this milestone achievement together.

　However, fate always seems to have a way of playing tricks on us.

　Alicia and Eden, who are tasked with the mission of chasing the fire moth, are unable to be present due to their respective duties.

　Miss Pink Fairy has just quelled the previous turmoil with the help of the necromancer, so it's clearly not the right time for her to cause trouble again.

　Eden, as a new member of the Fire Moths, is in a crucial stage of adaptation and integration, and therefore regrettably absent.

　Nevertheless, through Representative William's connections, they still managed to send their heartfelt wishes as exquisite gifts across mountains and rivers to Morros.

　Getting back to the main point, although Alicia and Eden were unable to attend, the tea party was not significantly diminished by it.

　Mebius and Velvet, two brilliant talents in their respective fields, gladly accepted the necromancer's invitation, adding even more brilliance to the gathering.

　Mebius, the beautiful female scientist known as the "devil" in human society, sat elegantly on a chair constructed of magical fields, gently swirling a crystal-clear glass in her hand.

　The cup holds milk tea carefully prepared with the highest quality ingredients, its aroma filling the air and intoxicating the senses.

　Meanwhile, Vivi, with her unique vivacity and creativity, added a bright touch to the tea party.

　At this tea party, Moros, Mebius, and Vervière sat together, sharing their stories and dreams, and celebrating Moros's promotion.

Chapter 396 Trust

　"Moros, you're not really just trying to celebrate your promotion, are you?"

　As time slowly passed, seeing that the young man in the blue-purple mage robes still showed no sign of getting to the point, Mebius couldn't help but ask.

　"I still have a lot of research to do."

　"Mébius, since the mentor has so kindly extended the invitation..."

　He has his reasons, so why are you in such a hurry?

　Before Morros could say anything, Velvi interrupted first.

　"cut……"

　With a slightly annoyed snort, the green-haired, mature female scientist turned her gaze to the necromancer opposite her.

　Seemingly moved by the subtle emotions revealed in those pink-green snake eyes, or perhaps feeling that the time was right, Moros finally revealed the true reason for inviting them to step into the demiplane and participate in the tea party.

　"I hope that you can all stay in the demiplane until the dust settles after the next Great Collapse."

　The necromancer's words revealed profound memories of his past life as an old captain.

　He clearly remembered the catastrophe brought about by the Herald of Consciousness, who wielded the power of [Consciousness], during the Eighth Great Collapse.

　Although Mebius and Velvet did not fall into slumber due to the Herrscher of Knowledge's meme invasion in the original world's historical trajectory, he was unwilling to let any possible risks threaten their safety.

　His existence has changed so much in this world.

　No one can say for sure whether the flapping of his butterfly wings will indirectly cause the Herrscher of Consciousness's [Sleeping Syndrome] to affect Mebius and Velvet.

　Therefore, the necromancer hoped that they could remain in the demiplane for the time being before the Herrscher of Knowledge fell.

　"As the ruler of the demiplane, I am confident that you will be far from all potential threats here."

　After telling Mebius and Velvet everything he knew about the Herrscher of Knowledge, Moros solemnly concluded.

　He did not choose to hide it.

　Because with Mebius and Vervier's keen insight and wisdom, once the Herald of Knowledge descends and the [Sleeping Syndrome] manifests, they will surely discern the deeper meaning behind his series of actions.

　Since the truth will be revealed sooner or later, why create unnecessary suspicion and estrangement?

　"Ha, I see."

　After listening to the necromancer's story, a look of understanding flashed in Mebius's eyes.

　"tutor……"

　A look of sudden realization crossed Wilvi's face.

　She then made a decision.

　"In that case, I am willing to follow my mentor's arrangements and stay in the demiplane."

　After a moment's thought, Vilvi added.

　“However, mentor, I hope to establish a research base in this demiplane. Even if I am here, I long to continue my exploration and research.”