People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Devouring everything, digesting everything, the final thing is ten thousand, and ten thousand is one.

This is the Blue Tree now out of control, and Terra is now facing the true [Sea of ​​Life] crisis.

It has never lost its prestige and class due to the emergence of Originium, demons and other issues. On the contrary, its level of danger is even greater than that of Originium!

The Originium created from Amber, in its entirety, is nothing more than collecting, freezing, and preserving all information, and finally decompressing it after withstanding the giant axe of the Observer.

Even the heavily modified version of Precyth only added one step—allowing Ernst, as the consciousness of Originium, to artificially create a world inside Originium and completely eliminate the interference of the [Observer].

In summary, Ernst could have made amends for the sacrifices made during this process in the final stages of the plan if he wished, at the cost of Terra.

But the Deep Blue Tree is different.

He no longer preserves; he collects only for digestion. Even if he succeeds in the end, only one biological individual will survive, and there will be no trace of other life.

"If this isn't Luo's idea, then who else could interfere with the operation of the Deep Blue Tree? Or did He Himself cause this change?"

Ernst asked finally.

The custodian remains silent.

He couldn't answer that question.

In the past, he could have given a fairly affirmative answer.

But now, after what happened with Precys, he's not so sure anymore.

A long period of time can change too many things. People who seemed to be in perfect harmony and had nothing to hide back then may have been plotting something shady.

Moreover, it's Luo.

Trevor Friston couldn't give a specific answer; he could only slowly recount a past event that seemed completely unrelated to Ernst's question:

“After you left, Luo also left.”

"We only knew through the prophets that Project Blue Tree was still progressing steadily, but after that, none of us saw Luo again."

"So, if you want to know the answer, Ernst, you'll have to find it yourself."

"At least, I can be sure she won't hurt you."

Chapter 1072 Land, where our children will grow and soar, reaching for the universe.

Shelag, Tukarim.

Ernst's journey in Colombia came to an end. With many things on his mind, he returned to Scherrag.

The Doctor and Kal'tsit returned with him. Precyth had left; she remained very busy, with too many things requiring her personal attention within the Originium's internalized universe.

After a brief arrangement of his work, Ernst arrived in Rhodes Island.

Amiya, Theresa, Kal'tsit, and the Doctor have all gathered here.

Research into the survival of civilization is fraught with danger. Even a speck of dust from a prehistoric civilization can become a mountain on Terra. Even the Demon Lords who have wielded the Black Crown for generations dare not claim to be completely confident in mastering this immense power.

Moreover, "凄揪肆3搜索Ｑ羣:还是以这【深潜】方式。"

“Lord Ernst, let me state upfront that I do not actually agree with your risky approach to learning about prehistoric civilizations.”

Kelsey gave a serious warning. Ernst glanced at her and asked in return:

"So, are you planning to send Amiya?"

The primary objective of this exploration focused on the survival of civilization is to obtain the "Third Crown," in preparation for the upcoming feeding of the "Deep Blue Tree."

In Londinium, Theresa obtained the second crown from Amiya's Black Crown, and it was at that time that the land of Terra had, for the first time ever, the existence of "two Demon Lords".

This was a feat that even Kal'tsit found astonishing, but she did not technically rule out the possibility of such an operation.

The ancient civilizations developed [the preservation of civilization], storing all the knowledge, culture, and technology of their peak period and giving it the name [preservation]. Their purpose was naturally not to allow any one person to inherit their legacy.

Their hope is that in the future, humanity can rebuild its civilization based on the foundation of its continued existence. Even if humanity has already perished by then, at least later civilizations can inherit this legacy and legacy.

This initial intention reveals that the continuation of civilization was never intended to be a crown created for someone to "rule and dominate." Trevor Friston, the "preserver," even bluntly stated that "it is a dark humor that it lies on this land in the form of a crown," implying that it should belong to all of humanity.

With a second crown, one can naturally have a third.

This isn't a Japanese anime. Ernst doesn't intend for Amiya, a fourteen-year-old girl, to take on the responsibility of transforming into a demon! 3★WuSouSuo: Magical Girl Donkey saves the world. He's a typical East Asian man. Call it paternalistic or chauvinistic, but he believes it's the responsibility of adults.

Ideally, the best-case scenario would be that Ernst or the Doctor would be able to obtain the third Black Crown through this deep dive.

If they fail, then their only hope will be placed on Theresa, the second Black Crown.

Involving Theresa in the plan is risky. For one thing, the Doctor's plan is closely related to Paradise Point, which inevitably involves the situation in Laterano.

Although the reconciliation between the Sarkaz and the Sarkaz has begun to move forward in practice, it is still a long process. In this sensitive period, it may not be a good thing to allow Theresa, a former Demon Lord, to come into contact with the "Heavenly Pivot," which Lateran values ​​most and which can only be visited by the Pope and saints. Even a moderate like Ivangelist XI may feel strong resistance.

An ordinary Sarkaz might not even have the chance to meet the Law once in their entire life, yet a Demon King has already achieved perfect harmony with the Law before them? How is this possible?!

Moreover, according to the truth of the Elden Ring of Laws [the principle of reversion]—the Sarkaz are the same as the Sarkaz!

The Sarkaz are a special race created when some Sarkaz came into contact with the [Heavenly Pivot] and were assimilated by it. So what would happen if Theresa, the Demon Lord, came into contact with the [Heavenly Pivot]?

Will she also become like [Sarkata]?

The result was terrifying: a demon lord who came into contact with the Law became a Sarkaz. Whether you interpret it positively, dogmatically, that the Law purified the demon lord, or negatively, that he realized the true connection between Sarkaz and Sarkaz, this matter is impossible to explain!

Therefore, the best outcome would still be for Ernst and the doctor to obtain the authority to use the Black Crown.

Kal'tsit remained silent.

She knew that her advice wouldn't always be effective, especially for Ernst.

He does listen to advice, but once he's made up his mind, few can change it. Besides, Amiya is indeed still too young.

None of the Ten Rings on her fingers, which act as inhibitors, have broken yet, which shows that her understanding and mastery of the survival of civilization is still quite superficial. At this time, whether it is to let her join their plan as an executor of the survival plan or to let her guide the Doctor and Ernst as a navigator of the deep dive, the risks are too great.

They would be in danger if anything unexpected happened.

Theresa is indeed more experienced in this regard; at least she has already obtained the authority once, hasn't she?

"Dr. Kal'tsit"

Amiya looked somewhat ashamed.

She knew that Mr. Ernst and Miss Theresa meant her no harm or contempt, but she was indeed disappointed that she couldn't be of much help.

"Amiya, this is not your fault. You represent our future, and you carry almost limitless hope."

Ernst gently rubbed her head.

"When you grow up, you will naturally become a great adult."

"Can you be as capable as Mr. Ernst, the Doctor, and Miss Theresa?"

Amiya tilted her head back.

Ernst looked at the Doctor and Theresa from left to right, and nodded:

"You can work hard and become even better than us."

Amiya pursed her lips, nodded with a determined air, her ears twitched, and a small black crown slowly appeared above her head.

The essence of [the survival of civilization].

Ernst nodded to Theresa beside him. The pink-haired demon smiled at Amiya, and an identical crown appeared on her head. She reached out and gently lifted the crown, which looked more like a projection, from between Amiya's erect ears.

The two crowns seemed to resonate at that moment, and the instant her fingers touched them, a powerful aura spread out to both sides.

Before consciousness faded into the blurry darkness, Kal'tsit's final words of warning rang in my ears.

"Lord Ernst, Doctor, and Theresa."

"The [Continuation of Civilization] contains an astonishing amount of information, and this information all has a corresponding [weight]. Just as we cannot force the little sand monsters to calculate the patterns of ocean currents, even if we can provide all the data and formulas, forcing them will still damage their brains. Therefore, in order to protect the visitors within, the DWDB-221E project set [boundaries] for visitors at each stage from the very beginning."

"The closer you get to the boundary, the closer you are to the singularity. The closer you are to the singularity, the higher the density of information will be. You may even directly experience the quality of information! Moreover, information that has not been fully filtered has the potential to destroy your thinking like a flood. You must be aware of these risks!"

"For security reasons, I suggest you stay within the border."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

All that remained before Ernst's eyes was darkness.

He was speechless for a while, then couldn't help but want to curse Kal'tsit a couple of times.

So, is it possible to put it more concisely? The last sentence of a classic story can't be fully explained, right?

She's craving love! What's wrong with Prismus? She just finished making love, and Kal'tsit's itching again?

He pursed his lips, trying to find a way out in the pitch-black space.

Strangely enough, Ernst and the Doctor both received Theresa's "guidance" and entered the interior of "the survival of civilization" at the same time, but after entering, Theresa and the Doctor disappeared.

What happened? Where did the GPS end up? Is this still in China? I haven't even gotten on the bus yet!

Following the only light in the pitch-black space, Ernst arrived at an empty space station.

Outside the enormous observation window, the deep darkness of space seemed to suck one's eyes in, while inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the space station was deserted and deathly silent.

Ernst did not see the doctor or the others.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked to the control panel of the space station. Instead of touching the bunch of buttons he couldn't understand like a fool in a horror movie, he turned his gaze to the blue planet that looked exceptionally close outside the window.

"Look, that spot, that's my lab, Lu."

A completely unfamiliar voice sounded from behind. Ernst trembled and turned around abruptly, only to see two blurry figures seemingly emerging from the void, walking towards the observation platform.

Among them, the young woman's voice carried a strong sense of anticipation as she raised her hand and pointed to the boundless ocean beyond the observation window:

"Our children will grow up there, soar into the universe, and sow the seeds of life and hope."

Chinese.

Ernst never expected to hear that familiar language here.

Until the other voice replied in the same language:

"You learn so fast! I've heard people say that Chinese is the most difficult language in the world to learn. How come you've become so fluent in just a few days?"

"Compared to Precyth, I'm considered slow." The young woman's voice sounded somewhat embarrassed.

But another voice didn't hold back its praise:

“But you are better at learning than her. You even used my name to make a sentence, and I have never explained the meaning of my name to you.”

A young woman's voice let out a slightly shy laugh.

The two stood side by side in front of the observatory, as if time and space had stood still at that moment.

After a long silence, the young woman's voice spoke again, asking softly:

"You'll be with me when that day comes, won't you?"

This time, the other voice didn't answer immediately, but waited a while before replying softly in a low voice:

"Ah."

The word "嗯" (en).

Ernst bet that this answer was clearly a sign of guilt. He must already have other plans, and these plans would most likely break his promise. But he still clung to a sliver of hope that things might turn around, so he didn't give a direct negative answer.

What, you're asking him why he knows so much?

Yes, why does he know so much?

Perhaps it's because the figure standing in front of the observation window now overlaps with him perfectly.

Chapter 1073 The Prophet: Identity Checked, It's a "Treasure Trove"

The universe is a giant tomb.

Deep space resembles a piled-up tomb, a dark blue curtain shrouding scattered patches of light. The remnants of stars that collapsed billions of years ago still float in place, like phosphorescence solidified in amber. Thin stardust drifts at the speed of melting glaciers, occasionally colliding with metal fragments left behind by floating, extinct civilizations. Their brief collisions may burst into intoxicating, dreamlike bubbles, but they will ultimately be swallowed by darkness in an instant.

In the distance, the expanding star clusters possessed a murky, faded quality, like a washed-out oil painting. Chaotic light slowly crystallized at absolute zero, and certain areas within the observation window collapsed into black vortexes, where even the passage of time left corroded wrinkles. There was no echo, no tremor, only the eternal relay group: Nine/柶, condensing into a medium in the silent vacuum, resonating with the rusty sighs of long-extinguished suns.

Standing before the observation window, the lifelike phantom had vanished; the vibrant figure beside Ernst was no longer there, nor could he hear that hopeful voice for the future.

But he's still standing here.

Before him, there was only endless emptiness.

Ernst let out a long sigh.

Although he didn't know the criteria for including information in "The Survival of Civilizations," Ernst felt that the brief conversation just now shouldn't have involved any scientific or cultural information that prehistoric civilizations valued.

That should just be "the story of two humans living before the end of the world".

However, it was still included in the section on the survival of civilization.