Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1199 Cradle of New Life
"Moo..."

Faced with the female angel's question, Leon, who had a yellow bull's head on his neck, shook his head blankly, indicating that he had forgotten not only his name, but also his background and race. "If you hadn't called me Mr. Minotaur just now, I would have thought I was a salted fish."

Doesn't he remember anything? What a pitiful person.

Faced with Leon's decision to feign amnesia for the sake of convenience, the rescue team's angels immediately showed expressions of sympathy.

In all the planes of the Old World, there is hardly anything more terrible than getting lost in the Astral Plane, and it would be hard to find anyone more pitiful than these lost souls.

The minotaur before us, drawn here by the pure white land, was naturally among the luckiest of the lost, having not drifted forever in the boundless starry sky. However, having lost all his memories and unable to even recall his own name and origins, he was undoubtedly unfortunate.

"It's ok."

Looking with pity at the bull-headed man, who was clutching his head in pain, Captain Angel extended his arm and gave him a gentle hug, then softly comforted him:

"Since you can't remember, don't think about it for now. You've only been out of the Astral Plane for a short time and haven't adapted to the rules of the Pure White Land yet. Once your body gradually adapts to the situation here, you might be able to remember some things... Let's go, take him to the rescue station."

After greeting the other angels, the captain angel reached out and gently stroked Leon's bull head. A strange and gentle power seeped in, calming his "chaotic" mind.

Immediately afterwards, two other angels came forward and took over the captain angel's job, carrying the sleeping Minotaur on their wings and carefully flying downwards.

'Moo moo moo?'

"Didn't I say before? I plan to infiltrate the Pure White Land to see how things are under the rule of the Pure White Mother, and judge whether she's truly a good person or just pretending to be virtuous."

After promptly pulling the surging old ox back into his dream, Leon, now a minotaur, closed his eyes and explained to himself:
'If the Pure White Land and the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils are enemies, then their overall strength should be similar, and there must be quite a few angels at the level of pillar gods.'

If I were to disguise myself as an angel, I could certainly infiltrate the Pure White Land, but if I wanted to maintain my disguise in front of those pillar-level angels, I would inevitably have to frequently use the Root, which would then risk being discovered by the Pure White Mother.

Infiltrating this way only requires a slight disguise; as long as you're not unlucky enough to bump into the Pure White Mother head-on, you'll be fine. Plus, you can feign amnesia, without even needing to fabricate an identity or background. There probably isn't a better way.

'Moo moo~ (You really went to great lengths for this food~)'

"..."

'Moo moo moo moo... Moo? (Actually, it's not that I like to argue with you, it's just that I come from Frederica's dream, and in a sense, I'm an extension of her will. And you and she are mortal enemies, so being constantly ridden by your mortal enemy must be uncomfortable... You should understand that, right?)'

"..."

Just as the old ox was mooing in Leon's mind, explaining why it always couldn't help but say a few words to Leon, the angel team had already landed from the sky and delivered the bull-headed Leon to a platform above a circular building.

"Another conscious loser has emerged..."

A female angel with her eyes closed, dressed in a wide, plain white robe, flew out from a gap in the top of the circular building. She reached out and took Leon from the "stretcher" made of wings by two angels, then said with a somewhat surprised expression:
"He's a minotaur... Where did you find him?" "We found him in Cradle 175... Please be a little gentle, this minotaur has finally calmed down, don't wake him up."

After offering a word of advice, recalling the questions asked of the female angels, the angel captain asked back with some curiosity:
"Dr. Oroya, you seemed to have said 'again' earlier? Has a lot of conscious lost souls been sent here recently?"

"Ah."

Reaching out to pry open the bull-headed angel's eyelids and examine his lifeless eyes, the somewhat weary-looking female angel casually replied:

"Recently, a large number of lost souls have been sent here whose consciousness has not yet been erased. If all the [Newborn Cradles] are included, there may be tens of thousands of them, right?"

"what?!"

Upon hearing the female angel's answer, the entire angel squad was startled, and the angel captain quickly pressed for an answer:
"Then why..."

"Because you are in charge of Cradles numbered 150 to 180, which correspond to star sectors 150 to 180, and the recent batch of lost souls came from star sectors 350 to 490."

Star sectors 350 to 490 are...

"That's the direction of Insufficient Land. Most of the lost people who have recently fallen here are winged people who live in Insufficient Land."

It wasn't hard to see what the captain angel was thinking, and the female angel with her eyes closed spoke directly:

"They are the kind of winged people with hollow bones, very light bodies, thin arms, and wings on their backs just like us. The plane they live in has been destroyed, and it is said to have been completely destroyed. As a result, many surviving winged people have become lost souls and have been directly attracted to the Pure Land."

“?!!!” x N
The angel team that rescued Minotaur didn't seem to have a high status in the entire angelic society of the Pure White Land. It was the first time they had heard such news, and they were all shocked and turned pale. Several of the younger-looking angels even started trembling.

"That...that's a large plane similar to our Pure White Land, isn't it? How could it suddenly...just like that..."

"I'm just a senior physician managing Healing Altar No. 97. Do you think I would know the reason?"

Seemingly worn down by the heavy workload, the female angel named Oroya continued examining Minotaur's body while impatiently waving him away:

"Go back as soon as you've delivered the people! According to the notice issued from above, there are many large planes that have run into trouble this time. Besides Insufficient Village, there are several others, such as Grave Soil, Cloth Sea, Suspended Star Gorge, Ancestral Land of Ten Thousand Spirits, Plain of Shepherds, and so on."

"If I remember correctly, the sector you're in charge of faces Shepherd's Plains, which, like Insufficient Lands, was completely destroyed. I reckon it'll be a while before the lost souls from there are drawn here... Hmm... maybe this minotaur is from there."

After prying open Bull Head Ang's mouth and peering inside, the female angel realized that her eyes weren't closed; they were just small. She called out to the distraught angel captain, pointing towards Bull Head Ang's pants.

"Wait, don't go yet, help me pull down his pants."

(End of this chapter)