A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"..."

Wang Chong walked very lightly, letting his black mist spread forward to see if anyone was guarding the area. Sergei, however, walked straight up and said:

"Let's go. There won't be anyone guarding this place, because the passages here are not only complicated for them, but they are also basically dead ends."

"As long as there is no one guarding the outside entrance, there will basically be no one watching over the inside."

After saying that, Sergei went straight in, and Wang Chong followed closely behind.

Just as Sergei had said, the road was winding and twisting, and they didn't see many people along the way.

"Hehe, when we first entered, we were also very troubled by the road conditions. But after traveling there more often, we gradually became familiar with it."

Sergei recalled the past, his eyes filled with longing. But then, it turned into a sigh.

The old friend has passed away, leaving him alone to walk this path again.

"Alright, now there's a straight road. At the end, the stone coffin is sealed behind the metal door."

Sergei took out a special instrument and inserted it into a small hole. A green light shone through the gap between the hole and the instrument. Then, the metal door in front of them opened, revealing a straight, technologically advanced passageway.

Wang Chong's gaze sharpened slightly, as if he had spotted something at the very front. His eyes gleamed with an unusual light, scrutinizing the scene intently.

"What's wrong, Mr. Wang Chong?"

At this moment, Sergei, who had already walked several steps forward, noticed that Wang Chong had not followed, so he turned around and asked him.

"No...it's nothing. Let's go, Mr. Sergei."

Wang Chong chuckled and shook his head, then followed Sergei forward.

Finally, the two reached the end, where a large metal door stood before them.

Then, Sergei plucked a hair from a corner next to the gate that could authenticate his permissions and placed it in the tray.

The tray retracted automatically, and then a tablet for inputting commands appeared at the entrance. Sergei went to the platform to perform a second verification and input the commands, and finally heard a "beep" sound.

"boom……"

The metal door slowly opened, but Wang Chong immediately noticed a device emitting a red light on its inside.

"Ha, as expected of you, old lynx. I was wondering how you dared to just leave this place unattended; it turns out you even had early warning systems in place."

Wang Chong had an idea. Since they had already been discovered, he might as well let the people of Rhodes Island suffer the consequences.

In contrast to Wang Chong's quick thinking, Sergei walked in with a slight tremor.

"It's been so many years, I never thought I would be able to come back again one day."

Sergei's eyes welled up with tears. He looked around at the familiar surroundings, and the scenes of discussing and researching with everyone were still vivid in his mind.

Chapter 333: A Sudden Attack on Consciousness

Rhode Island

"Ha... Damn it, the situation in the south is getting more and more chaotic. Has Baikal gone mad to issue such a massacre order?"

At this moment, Kal'tsit, sitting in her office, felt a headache coming on as she looked at one urgent request after another.

In recent days, the garrison troops of various cities in the south have begun a bloody massacre of the newly rich within their cities. Of course, their stated purpose is to purge the remnants of the Unification Movement.

Suppressing the Reunion Movement? That's a huge joke. Rhodes Island has had plenty of dealings with the Reunion Movement these past few days. The main force of the Reunion Movement has already withdrawn from the mobile cities and is waiting for the turmoil to pass at their base in the wilderness.

Now, many newly rich individuals who had connections with Kal'tsit have submitted rescue requests to Rhodes Island. They are now desperate and frantically grasping at any means to save themselves.

Kal'tsit was powerless to help. Rhodes Island's status had already become much more sensitive due to its cooperation with the Reunion Movement, going from neutral to neutral. If the rescue of these new elites was not handled properly, they could truly be listed as enemies by Ursus.

If the newly powerful forces on the side of the Imperial Council win, that would be fine, but the real fear is that if Ursus gets bogged down in war again, the military elites will rise again and seize control of the discourse, which would be a disaster for Rhodes Island.

The good news is that the Northern Reunion Movement has once again won a great victory. However, the reason for the victory is a wake-up call for Kal'tsit. The strategic tactic of blowing up an entire city is truly chilling, reminding her of the Sarkaz court, which is now heading towards madness.

This time, even Amiya herself couldn't fully justify the move. The environmental disasters and subsequent consequences of abusing Originium Blasting would be immeasurable.

Fortunately, the Reunion Movement also recognized the seriousness of this strategy, and they sought help from Rhodes Island regarding disaster messengers and professionals to blockade and temporarily address these legacy issues.

"To be able to calculate the chain reaction of the explosion so perfectly, and to remotely detonate all the Originium bombs with such precision... the only person I can think of who can do this is... you, w."

Recalling these events, Kal'tsit couldn't help but think of the Sarkaz who had always been entangled with Theresa.

"Beep beep beep beep... be ......"

Just then, a short sound rang out, but the sound made Kal'tsit jump. She stood up instantly and reached for the alarm she had placed on the table.

Kal'tsit had traveled all over Terra, and she knew too many of its secrets. She knew that if things were not handled properly, they could very well lead to an accident that would destroy the entire Terran civilization.

Therefore, she installed alarms in most places. These devices are also a legacy of the previous civilization, capable of ignoring the limitations of distance and space and transmitting messages to herself in a timely manner.

If anything goes wrong, such as someone trespassing into unauthorized territory or touching something they shouldn't, the alarm will sound immediately. She will then have to drop everything and handle the situation properly.

"What went wrong, and at this time?" Kal'tsit immediately used the alarm to check the displayed coordinates.

Then, Kal'tsit's face darkened, and she said, "Something still happened in Chernobog! Could it be that Sergei couldn't withstand the pressure?... Damn it, I should have noticed this sooner."

Kal'tsit immediately set off for Amiya's usual office.

“Perhaps Amiya is right. The Ursus border is becoming increasingly chaotic. Maybe it’s time to bring the Doctor out of the sarcophagus sooner. The more chaotic the situation is now, the harder it is to intervene.”

"But now that the sarcophagus door has been opened again, there's no time to hesitate any longer. We must immediately rescue the doctor and close the sarcophagus again."

In the blink of an eye, Kal'tsit had made her decision. She walked faster than ever before, so much so that passing operators quickly made way for her.

"Amiya! Something's happened, the Doctor's situation has deteriorated...Amiya!?"

Just as Kal'tsit pushed open the door to Amiya's office, ready to quickly inform Amiya of the situation, she was surprised to find that Amiya had fainted on the desk at some point.

……

Chernobog sarcophagus area

Wang Chong began to feel around the stone coffin. If he remembered correctly, the doctor in the original story was lying in this coffin for treatment.

To be honest, he was also a little curious whether his body, which was half human and half true ancestor blood, would turn him into something strange if he entered this stone coffin.

However, given his half-human nature, he should be able to transform himself back into a human.

Then he looked at Sergei, who was busily inputting numerous commands, preparing to completely shut down the sarcophagus that was being maintained.

"Huh... what's going on?"

Suddenly, Sergei exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong? Is there something unusual?" Wang Chong asked.

“If I haven’t misread the meaning of this text… it seems to be saying that the sarcophagus is already occupied, so it cannot be forcibly closed… But how is that possible? Logically speaking, there should be nothing inside this sarcophagus. How can it be occupied?”

Sergei exclaimed in surprise.

Wang Chong naturally knew the reason behind it, but he pretended not to know and said, "Should we open it and check it? Perhaps due to the long period of time, some unexpected changes have occurred inside?"

Sergei nodded gravely and said, "That's all we can do. Let's hope it's not some irreversible mistake..."

Sergei then re-entered the command, and soon the lid on the sarcophagus began to slowly slide open, releasing a cloud of white mist.

Wang Chong soon saw the very familiar "black-hooded man" lying in the stone coffin.

Just as he was about to examine the other person's appearance closely, a system alarm suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Host! Beware! A conscious attack is coming!!!"

Wang Chong's eyes narrowed, and he said, "They really did come."

In the next instant, a large amount of black Originium energy suddenly surged out of the stone coffin, filling the entire room almost in the blink of an eye.

Sergei lost consciousness in that instant. If it weren't for Wang Chong's black mist protecting him, he would probably have been assimilated into the Originium crystal.

Wang Chong escorted Sergei out of the laboratory, then used his black mist ability to completely seal the door before sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes.

At the level of consciousness, Wang Chong saw tens of millions of black rays attempting to attack his sea of ​​consciousness, but unexpectedly, they were all completely blocked by his mental defense—the AT field.

Seeing that they could not break through Wang Chong's sea of ​​consciousness, these black lines transformed into a cloth that completely covered Wang Chong's consciousness.

Wang Chong soon discovered that his consciousness was being drawn away to other places, and since this method did not involve any intention to attack or intrude, the AT field did not activate any protective effect.

After a moment of darkness, Wang Chong realized that his consciousness had been instantly pulled away and then "anchored" again by some force.

When he refocused his attention, what unfolded in his field of vision was a vast, futuristic space.

Before me, a gigantic panoramic curved window, like a rift across space, coldly and clearly encompassed the outside world.

Through it, what comes into view is the desolate, lifeless, and ravine-lined planetary surface—its unchanging bright white tone is like a silver mirror.

Above that lies the deep, dark, and dazzling boundless space, where ethereal spiral nebulae and distant, shimmering, cold stars create a magnificent yet solitary cosmic panorama.

Wang Chong looked around. As far as his eyes could see, there was a space enveloped by clean, flawless, pure white alloy panels.

Countless complex and unknown precision instruments are either embedded in the walls or suspended at low altitudes, with unnatural pale blue cold light lines flowing across their metal surfaces.

The instruments had smooth, mirror-like shells that emitted a cold, hard gleam. Their operation was far beyond the conventional understanding of physical logic. Occasionally, a ghostly blue suspended holographic image would quietly unfold and then quickly vanish above the instruments, projecting incomprehensible dynamic geometric symbols and data streams.

An eerie silence permeated the air, with only a faint, almost imperceptible hum, like the resonance of a high-frequency crystal or the transition of a microcurrent. A grand, precise, and technologically advanced atmosphere filled every corner.

This place is not a place in any conventional sense. It is more like a lonely outpost floating in a cold sea of ​​stars, or a surreal laboratory buried deep in the stream of consciousness.

Its technological level is so advanced that it inspires awe and a subtle, oppressive stillness, leaving one feeling helpless and unable to know where to begin. Are you there? Are you in your empty space? Are you in the forest? Are you not there?

"Could this be the civilization from the pre-Terra era...?"

Wang Chong thought to himself.

Chapter 334: The Appearance of Precys

"Click—"

The soft sound of the electronic door sliding open broke the silence, and Wang Chong's gaze turned to the source of the sound.

That open door, like a silent invitation, quietly awaited his entry. (The rest of the text appears to be a nonsensical string of characters and symbols, possibly a result of OCR errors.)

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong stepped inside.

The scene behind the door immediately came into view: a huge and strange black and red stone was placed in the center of a sophisticated instrument, undergoing continuous adjustment and observation.

With just a glance, Wang Chong automatically recalled the name of this object—the Primal Originium. Clearly, this giant rock possessed a certain degree of memetic intrusion capability.

Moving his gaze downwards, Wang Chong saw a figure with their back to him, deeply seated in their chair, intently operating the control panel in front of them. The figure's absorbed posture convinced Wang Chong that this person was the master of this consciousness space.

Wang Chong walked forward, and the sound of his footsteps clearly attracted the other party's attention.

The person in the seat stopped what they were doing and removed their hands from the control panel.

"In the end, I still had no choice but to invite you in... Traveler from a foreign land, I hope you can understand."

A refined and gentle female voice came from the direction of the seat. At the same time, the person slowly turned the seat to face Wang Chong.

She was a young woman who did not exhibit any of the typical racial characteristics of Terra. She had long, flowing brown hair that cascaded past her shoulders, with a slight volume at the top, giving her an overall elegant and lively appearance.

What is particularly striking are her eyes—purple irises containing white hollow diamond patterns, exuding a sense of aloof mystery.

However, those bright eyes and slightly upturned corners gave her a gentle gaze that conveyed a warm and approachable feeling.

Her eyebrows are naturally relaxed, her nose bridge has smooth and soft lines, and her lips are gentle and reserved, all of which together create a fresh, soft, and approachable face.

As for her attire, she wore a simple black hair clip, a researcher-style uniform jacket over a white shirt, and a black bow at the collar.

She wore a black mini skirt with purple trim, paired with black tights, a striking metal ring on her left ankle, and clean white sneakers.

Wang Chong knew who she was; she was the true manager of all Originium, and the mastermind behind the scenes manipulating the situation on this continent. One of the creators of Originium, a scientist from a previous civilization—Priss.

"An invitation? You mean because someone tried countless times to invade my consciousness without success, and found it didn't work, so they had no choice but to move my entire consciousness here..."

Wang Chong stroked his chin and then asked, "And then you called all of this an invitation... right?"

"There's no need to harbor such hostility, traveler from another world. The so-called intrusion methods are merely an attempt to bring your consciousness here."

Precys stood up and slowly said:

"Moreover, as a guardian of civilization, I have an obligation to examine your intentions and the level of threat you pose. Because I don't know if you are 'them' or 'their' brethren."

"they?"

"Yes, threats from outer space are what we call 'observers.' So some self-inspection measures are necessary, just like when entering or leaving the country, we often need to check for contraband. This is a necessary procedure that even I cannot disobey. Therefore, please understand."

Precys answered Wang Chong's question and pointed to the starry sky outside the lookout window.

Then, she smiled and looked at Wang Chong, saying:

"Although it was somewhat risky to bring you here without using self-checking, based on my observations of you over this period of time, your behavior still conforms to the official definition of 'human'."

"In fact... in my personal opinion, your behavior and the way you enter and leave this world are very similar to some electronic publications that the 'Prophet' used to read to kill time. Hmm, I think it was called 'Transmigrator,' right?"