The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 309: Emiya, You Win

Emiya's personal office.

"You're saying that the results of your analysis are a mixture of brainwave signals from a large number of organisms?"

"That's right," Finkel said with a tone of disbelief.

"Pompeii once said that what we need is to observe the lights on the surface of Chaldea. As long as those lights are still on, it means that humans (in the celestial sphere) are still living in cities, which proves that humanity still has a future of at least a hundred years. But I really can't imagine it..."

Emiya knew what surprised Fingel, and he had guessed it long ago:

"—You didn't realize that the humans on Chaldeas are 'alive.' They, like us on Earth, possess intelligence and wisdom. Therefore, when faced with disaster, they will call for help and have a survival instinct. The signal you collected is most likely their cry for help."

"Yeah! I originally thought Chaldeas was a miniature Earth sandbox, and those lights were just simulated data maps. But it turns out that even real human civilization has been copied on it. It's becoming increasingly difficult for me to imagine the true nature of this celestial sphere."

Finkel gave a rather puzzled look.

It's not like he hasn't seen similar things before. For example, in the central control room on the second floor of the library at the Secret Party's Kassel Academy, there is a touchable 3D virtual earth image that collects intelligence from executive branches around the world.

But at most, that thing allows the secret party to obtain information in real time and issue instructions for dealing with dragons and other abnormal events in various places. Whether it is the amount of intelligence, or the accuracy and magic, it is far inferior to Chaldeas.

"Do you have a way to track the specific source of those signals? I mean, using the observation lens, can you track them to a specific area of ​​the Chaldeas device?"

Finkel shook his head in surprise. "No, that strange biological signal only appeared for a short time. Before I could take any action, it subsided on its own. I couldn't do anything more. In the end, I could only archive the signal sounds and the translation."

"Is there any useful information in the content? Send me a copy."

"No problem! I'll send it to you right away... As for useful information, it's hard to say. I can only guess that part of the celestial sphere was burned, so that part is charred and unobservable, and many people died there. This burning disaster should be the root cause of our Earth's sudden loss of its future, right?"

Emiya nodded. The atmosphere in the room suddenly grew heavy. The murderer who had burned Renli would, if nothing unexpected happened, appear on time after the New Year according to celestial observations.

There is less than half a year left for him to perfect the alternative plan of "Imaginary Submarine", other strengthening preparations and control the entire Chaldea.

After Emiya asked Finkel to leave, he began to pay attention to the progress of Xia Mi's interrogation of Pompey.

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Chu Zihang rushed into the control room at a rapid pace and went straight to the Chaldeas device. When he heard the man who was suspected to be his biological father, he could no longer bear the emotions surging in his heart.

His father Chu Tianjiao is still alive!

A sound came from the celestial sphere device Chaldeas, so Chu Tianjiao’s data is likely to be retained on the celestial sphere!
【…】

However, the high spirits only appeared for a moment and disappeared from Chu Zihang's heart. When he rushed to the vicinity of Chaldeas, the noisy voices disappeared!
"……Father?"

no respond.

It seemed as if the brief sound just now was a hallucination caused by his hearing loss and some psychological reasons, a huge joke and illusion.

Chu Zihang's aura suddenly dropped, and a thick low pressure lingered around him for a long time. He stared at the Chaldeas in action, murderous intent gushing from the depths of his heart, and lifted up the Murasame in his clenched hand...

The blade traced a trajectory in the void.

No, it's impossible to physically touch Chaldeas! As Pompey said, there's a century-long phase difference! Even according to Emiya, even if the problem could be solved, interfering with or even destroying Chaldeas, it would still require an impact powerful enough to destroy the Earth... How could that be possible?
But the strange thing is, if Chu Zihang himself is in a time and space where he cannot attack Chaldeas a hundred years later, then why did he hear that voice?

Matter will be blocked, but sound... no, waves can penetrate it?

"Chu Zihang?"

He heard someone calling him, and suddenly sheathed the Murasame sword he was swinging in to avoid misunderstanding.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Zihang saw a man with green eyes and a gentle face, Abdullah Abbas.

He is also the most bizarre and mysterious guy in the entire Chaldea.

As a member of Group A, Abbas did not come from any "powerful background" and had nothing to do with the Clock Tower, the Gattuso family, the Secret Party, the Spiral Hall, etc. It was as if Pompeii simply happened to meet a talented person after a casual trip and pulled him into Chaldea.

After entering Chaldea, Abbas showed the excellence that was consistent with his bloodline. He was generous and helpful, and had a mysterious leadership temperament similar to that of an ancient king. Therefore, he could always get along well in every working group.

In addition, he developed a new hobby after coming to Chaldea, which was to study Indian mythology and culture and sit in meditation whenever he had nothing to do.

Abbas claims that he has no concept of money and does not have much money, and meditation does not require money, so they hit it off.

Although this person is weird, his code of conduct is surprisingly consistent with his Christian beliefs... Although Chu Zihang is also surprised that there are still half-bloods or magicians who believe in this these days, not to mention that Abbas has nothing to do with the Holy Church.

"Sorry...is that Chu Zihang, right?" Abbas walked in from the control room door, his words carrying a humble aura. "I just heard quite a commotion, so I came over to take a look. Is there something wrong with Chaldeas?"

"...Is that so? That shouldn't be the case." Chu Zihang shook his head. "There were just some short, unusual noises. I came in to check and there was nothing wrong. Maybe I just heard it wrongly."

This is a lie.

He didn't think it was an illusion, but in Chu Zihang's eyes, Abbas was not on "Emiya's side", so he made a prompt decision to conceal the true details.

"Okay, I understand."

Abbas walked around Chu Zihang and skillfully tapped a light screen with flashing data in the void. He began to check the stability of Chaldeas's device. This smooth and flowing movement made the latter stunned for a moment. "Abbas, are you familiar with the celestial sphere device?"

"Of course, I'm considered a veteran in Group A and have helped the Spirit Particle Transfer Working Group quite a bit. Haha, but unfortunately, I'm not considered a senior researcher. The most I can do is help with routine inspections and errands."

As Abbas spoke, a wisp of mustache curled slightly with a smile. "Even so, as the saying goes, first time is new, second time is familiar. I've done similar work about ten times, and all the steps are already familiar to me."

"…Is there anything wrong with the celestial sphere?"

"Don't worry, everything is fine, Chaldeas."

"That's good." Chu Zihang was not good at polite greetings, so after chatting for a few words, he immediately turned around and left.

"..."

After Chu Zihang's figure disappeared through the doorway, Abbas withdrew his gaze and stared intently at Chaldea, whose areas were partially charred. Suddenly, a molten lava-like color appeared in his eyes.

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"Stop it, brother! There are only members of the inspection team outside."

"Even if you have some backup plans, you can't escape! It's better to just honestly tell us the rest of the information."

In the deep courtroom of Chaldea, Xia Mi and Helver were interrogating Pompey - or rather, the Odin who resided in his body.

Tightly bound by alchemical chains and restraints, Pompey struggled mightily, his body thrashing like a dying man. His eyes gleamed with a golden light as pure as the sun, a hallmark of the First Generation. But now, as noble as he was, he was unworthy of being a prisoner.

Pompey spat out a mouthful of blood foam, without any trace of the high-spirited and elegant demeanor he had when he was the director. With a dark face, he looked at Xia Mi, who was dressed up like a human but was extremely arrogant. It was really like a tiger in plain land being bullied by a dog—

"Come on, I've already fallen into this state, why am I still pretending to call you brother? Jörmungandr, you, on the other hand, are you having a wonderful time being a dog for that human? Or are you completely besotted with that person and willing to work like a slave for him?"

As if finally realizing that he was doomed, Pompeii - no, Odin actually laughed out loud in despair, and made ruthless sarcasm and harsh remarks.

"Odin! Shame on you!"

Xia Mi's voice suddenly turned cold, and she kicked him and the shackles on his body with great force, and slammed him into the floor with a loud bang, like driving a pile, and Odin was deeply embedded in the ground alive!
Naturally, Odin vomited blood again after suffering this blow, and there were frequent crisp sounds coming from his bones. It was obvious that countless bones and joints in his body were damaged, and he was even almost unconscious.

However, Xia Mi was surprised. Wasn't the body chosen by Odin too weak?
Even if the chosen partner is a mixed-race with poor bloodline, under the care of the Dragon King, he or she should automatically gain extremely powerful evolution, and his or her physique and vitality will far exceed that of ordinary people.

But the actual result was that she had controlled the strength of the kick, but Odin was kicked and seriously injured like an ordinary person!
"?" Xia Mi thought to herself, "I haven't finished interrogating him yet. This guy is at least a first-generation species. He can't just die like this after just a few years. Can he be killed by a few punches and a kick? Maybe he hasn't recovered yet because of the frequent container changes?"
She asked Helver to move the stone fragments and broken alchemical chains away, and then she kicked Odin, who was embedded in the ground. The latter flew away like a kite with a lost string, leaving a clear line of blood in the air.

"Master Xia Mi..." Helweier was stunned. Is this really an interrogation? It's really just a beating and a conversation!

Seeing this man flying out, I'm afraid his spine is broken into several pieces, right?

Helver didn't know Odin very well. She had only served under him for a short period of time and had no clear understanding of how capable the Dragon King was.

However, Xia Mi was different. She knew that people could not be generalized, let alone the Dragon King?

In the past, whenever she taught her brother Fenrir a lesson for being foolish, forgetful, or doing something bad with good intentions, she often resorted to beatings and kicking... Although Fenrir, this silly boy, only remembered food but not beatings, and was strong and healthy, he was fine even after being beaten, and his injuries healed quickly.

As for Odin, he is also a master of the art of hiding.

He'd been defeated by Emiya and his men more than once or twice... How could he be caught so easily, without any escape route? Even someone as foolish as Fenrir wouldn't believe it!
So Xia Mi did this on purpose, trying to force this guy to reveal his hiding method!
“…Something seems a little off.”

Helweier beside him whispered as she looked around.

"Nonsense, Odin has always been wrong. When has he ever been right—" Xia Mi shrugged, and suddenly his expression changed, "Ah ah? That is!?"

Odin's subsequent measures were decisively revealed, and a strange scene appeared in mid-air - Pompeii's body, which was almost riddled with holes and seriously injured, seemed to have been reversed in time, with flesh and blood reorganized and bones restored.

The magical sight of time reversal made Xia Mi and others stunned for a moment, and Odin took the opportunity to easily break free from the broken alchemical chain and gently brushed off the dust on his intact clothes.

The reversal of time caused the surging power of the first generation to refill the new body. He turned around, broke through the door and ran away!

Hahaha, this is my escape route!
My foolish sister, Jörmungandr, how do you think Chaldea uses the principle of "spirit transfer" to the past? The most crucial foundation is, of course, the "time reversal" of the Seven Kingdoms of Alchemy! How could the dignified Dragon King, who is also the head of the spirit transfer project, not be familiar with this?
I, Odin, have never been weaker than anyone in my life. Even if I am bound by alchemical tools and beaten by my own sister, I can still escape!

"No, he's going to run away!"

Helweier was in a hurry, but she saw Xia Mi was calm and composed. The latter shook her head leisurely, "No hurry, he can't run away."

"what?"

Xia Mi took out her phone, and the screen displayed a message from Emiya, "There's only one passage between the deep interrogation room and Chaldea above. If he runs out, he'll only run into Emiya rushing over."

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A few minutes ago, Emiya met Chu Zihang coming from the control room in the corridor.

"Have you finished today's training? Have you checked on Lu Mingfei? Is he okay?"

Following Su Enxi's suggestion, Emiya arranged a job for the young man from the Lu family in the medical department, but was he truly reliable? Emiya had a big question mark in his mind. Therefore, after giving Lu Mingfei a chance based on Su Enxi's recommendation, he sent Chu Zihang to investigate the situation the next day.

"Not bad," Chu Zihang answered briefly, "He looks like he has some work experience, not like a novice." He glanced forward in the direction of Emiya. This seemed to be a place in Chaldea where few people passed by.

"That's it."

Emiya relaxed a little and immediately skipped the topic, "That passage over there leads to the deep interrogation room. Pompey's verdict will be announced tomorrow."

"Is the interrogation room very secluded?" Chu Zihang thought of the voice he had just heard from Chaldeas in the control room. "Something happened just now that needs to be explained."

"Okay, then you come down with me."

Wei Gong took Chu Zihang to the elevator room which required permission to start.

Unexpectedly, the elevator started to operate on its own. The two glanced to the side and found that the number of floors on the electronic screen was changing, and someone was taking the elevator up!

"Back off!"

Emiya realized something was wrong and said to Chu Zihang, "Because Xia Mike hadn't reported him so far, the interrogation was complete."

Ding!
The metal doors slid open, revealing a gleaming Odin, mounted on an eight-legged steed. He temporarily melted the alchemical tools binding him, donning them as sturdy armor. The long, curved weapon formed a sharp spear in his hand.

Emiya: “?” Coming to send you off again?
Odin: “?” Blocking me at the elevator entrance again?

At this moment, just like that moment, Odin vaguely remembered that several years ago, when he raided the Genji Building, he was blocked by Emiya at the elevator door by accident.

Odin looked at the fluctuations of divine power gradually expanding from Emiya's body, and saw that a human named Chu Zihang beside him also decisively drew his sword. Thinking of his sister who was chasing him closely, he couldn't help but suspect that all this was a deliberate trap to lure him to escape!

He was set up, Emiya, you win!
(End of this chapter)