People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

The construct beside it seemed to sense its creator's low spirits, letting out a confused whimper before opening its mouth toward Ernst, the one who had apparently displeased the Prophet.

"(A demonstrative exhale!)"

Ernst: ""

It feels so familiar; there's an inexplicable sense of familiarity about it.

Ernst looked at the construct thoughtfully.

The [prophet] proactively stated:

"This is Ama-10."

He gently patted Ama-10's pointed head:

"No disrespect for the treasure is permitted."

The small structure's imposing presence immediately diminished.

Ernst was about to break into a smile.

Ama-10!

Kal'tsit!

No wonder that breath looked so familiar! You used to be so cute!

He grabbed the small construct, determined to settle scores and avenge the wrongs Kal'tsit had committed outside, and to take some revenge on this Kal'tsit.

The Prophet stared blankly at Ernst's actions, hesitated for a moment, but still did not mention stopping him. He felt that, judging from the physical strength of both sides, Ernst should not be able to hurt Ama-10.

He simply began to explain what Ernst had asked:

"According to that 'me's' plan, you should want to expand the ports for the survival of civilization."

“I’m surprised. You said that in that Terra civilization, a local native actually managed to open a backdoor in the underlying protocol of [DWDB-221E] through his own research, leaving behind a string of external port access instructions. This achievement is clearly inconsistent with the level of development of the civilization you described to me.”

"Oh, because the Terran civilization has basically been stealing your tributes like crazy. And Theresa wasn't alone; the Sarkaz ancestors all sacrificed themselves to open that back door."

Ernst explained.

The Prophet was clearly speechless for a while. He wanted to complain, but Ernst's words, though rough, were all true.

After all, according to Ernst, after obtaining the port for the survival of civilization, he still had to go to the sea to find the Deep Blue Tree, and there was a large number of their "adopted sons" in the sea.

The Prophet has no problem with stealing the legacy of previous civilizations, because he is benevolent. If their civilization has perished and subsequent civilizations can rapidly develop based on their legacy, then he doesn't mind them stealing it.

He didn't care whether later civilizations respected them or not. Anyway, he would be dead by then, so if he had no opinion, he had no opinion.

But to claim "I am your son" while secretly eating the offerings from his father is really hard to bear.

According to Ernst, even the rotten Jin Dynasty still had the "Fuwei Holy Dynasty" which ruled the world with filial piety, but Agor didn't even have filial piety anymore.

He paused for a moment before continuing:

"Regardless of how she did it, I admire her courage and ability."

"However, treasure, you don't need to obtain the port in such a dangerous way."

The Prophet waved his hand, recalling the strangely shaped constructs Ernst was holding, and explained to Ernst:

"The treasure is there; you can go find Ama-10. I taught it how to recover [the survival of civilization]."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to set Ama-10 free before she goes into hibernation. Although I created her, she is still a life, and I don't want her to face destruction with me. I should release her on Terra so that she can enjoy the rights of a living being, experience the wonders of life, and find her true self."

"The life form of the symbiotic construct I designed for it should be enough to allow it to survive into your time. Treasure, find it, it will definitely be of help to you."

Ernst: ""

"Treasure, why aren't you saying anything?"

The [prophet] blinked.

"Treasure, why are you looking at me like that?"

"[Prophet], who do you think suggested I [dive deep]?"

The prophet was taken aback by the question.

He didn't actually ask that question, but since "Treasure" asked it, the answer is obvious.

"what?"

This was the first time Ernst had heard the all-knowing "prophet" utter a clear yet foolish "Ah," like a college student.

"Is it an Ama-10? But how could it be?"

"Would reclaiming [the survival of civilization] harm the current holder?" Ernst asked.

“Forceful recycling would certainly happen, since the survival of civilization is directly linked to the holder’s spirit. However, gentle recycling should not be a problem.”

"What if the current holder was a 14-year-old child who was forcibly granted the [Survival of Civilization] by the previous holder through backdoor means?"

Prophet: "Huh?"

Okay, that's the second tone.

What could possibly elicit such helpless surprise from someone of the "Prophet's" caliber twice in a row?

Terra, shaking the universe!

The Prophet was even a little flustered; he had too many questions to ask. The "backdoor" method forcibly granted the "continuation of civilization," and the holder was now a 14-year-old child. Ama-10 suggested that the "treasure" take dangerous measures such as "deep diving."

None of these are what he expected!

But he quickly regained his composure, because he had another idea: 3!

"But treasure, haven't you already awakened me? Didn't I tell you—"

He was interrupted by Ernst before he could finish speaking:

"You have amnesia."

"It was done by the guy who left the back door."

"Based on the current intelligence, you may have done it voluntarily."

[The Prophet]: "Ha—"

Sometimes, as a mere projection, he was truly helpless.

He was now genuinely curious. He had learned a great deal from the "treasure," including the heavy burden Prismus had carried and the alteration of the Originium Project's ultimate goal. He also learned that Originium was built on sacrifice from the very beginning. Furthermore, he learned that among those who couldn't even comprehend a single line of the "Survival of Civilization" code, a genius had emerged capable of hacking and leaving backdoors. And now, the holder of "Survival of Civilization" was a mere 14-year-old girl.

Now there's another one: someone who "voluntarily forgot" their memories.

But he felt that all of this might just be the tip of the iceberg of what was happening in Terra.

If he were to actually listen to Ernst recount everything bit by bit, he probably wouldn't finish listening even after the entire projection slice ended.

Then he'll have to refresh it tomorrow.

Is there anything more desperate than this?

The Prophet rubbed his temples painfully and uselessly through the hood, deciding to temporarily ignore how many other miraculous things had happened.

The first thing "treasure" mentioned was, could we directly open a third port?

"can!"

He gave an affirmative answer.

"I'll teach you how to program; just remember it."

Ernst: ""

He stopped the "prophet," pointed at him, then at himself, and shouted:

"I?"

"programming?"

"Learning on the spot?"

"Should we start by creating something of the highest difficulty, like 'The Survival of Civilization'?"

The Prophet would like to explain that the "Survival of Civilization" difficulty level is not actually the highest.

To ensure that if the [Preserver] project or any other project succeeds, and a spark of human civilization survives, allowing for rapid reconstruction using the information stored in [Civilization Preservation] and [Originium], they all use the simplest possible code.

But considering this is a "treasure trove"

The prophet thought about it and realized that what he said made sense.

"How about this,"

He considered it for a moment, then said,

“You just said that you did not enter the [Continuation of Civilization] alone. I, and that native life named Theresa, also entered.”

"I'll just give them the method."

"But I can't find them yet."

Ernst frowned.

“We got separated from them after we entered this place. I appeared in that control room just now and even saw Luo.”

Ernst's voice suddenly weakened halfway through his sentence, and he fell silent when he finally uttered Luo's name.

Not only him, but the "Prophet" standing opposite him also showed a strange expression, looking the "treasure" up and down, as if checking if there was anything else on him.

Ernst pursed his lips, his composure suddenly crumbling.

etc.

If, as a projection, a person possesses their own consciousness within the information space constructed by the "continuation of civilization," then this is similar to the "prophet" and "Ama-10" Lily who are currently communicating with them.

Was Luo just now...?

Ernst suddenly recalled the meaningful smile that Lo had given him after hearing that last "hmm."

He had to admit, he suddenly felt a little scared.

Although it's a bit unfair to say this, sis, did your personal projection really end and disappear at that stage?

If so, why didn't you repeat it? Shouldn't you have come in from outside again and said those words again?

How could you really just leave like this? I'm really worried!

[Prophet] You opened my account just by meeting me. How come I feel like you went to me through the internet?

Chapter 1075 The Blue Tree and Originium are natural enemies.

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The pitch-black corridor encircles the elusive point at the center—the "singularity."

A vast stream of information continuously overflowed from the singularity, most of which dissipated into the dark universe along with the surrounding starlight. The information that could be captured was knowledge that could be understood.

Theresa helped the Doctor up. She couldn't see the way they had come from, and after walking along the corridor for an immeasurable amount of time, they finally returned to where they started.

The doctor looked terrible. Entering the "preservation of civilization" seemed to have placed a huge burden on his mind. Theresa even felt that the world he saw was probably not the same as hers at all.

She helped the doctor lean against the wall and asked in as gentle a tone as possible:

"Doctor, are you feeling better?"

Ernst has disappeared.

"Yes, I know. Mr. Ernst disappeared after we entered [The Survival of Civilization]. We will definitely find him."

Ernst has disappeared.

The doctor shook his head.

“We entered together, so why did he suddenly disappear?”

"We have to find him."

As he spoke, he got up again and continued walking forward.

But they had already walked a full circle around this enormous corridor, which turned out to be a giant circular corridor, and no matter which way they went, they would eventually return to where they were now.

"Doctor, Mr. Ernst will be alright, otherwise Kal'tsit and Amiya would have already forcibly stopped [Deep Dive]."

"He was probably just teleported to a different place than us. We need to take care of ourselves first."

Theresa stopped the doctor, who was still trying to move forward.