I traveled through Genshin Impact, and there was a chat group.

"Don't worry, everyone."

"Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll pay."

All three of them ordered only one drink.

Inside the café, the doctor casually inquired about the three people's experiences at the university, without pressing them about anything related to Rhine Lab.

But it is enough.

Would you mind showing us around the city of Tremont?

"We're new here and not familiar with the area yet."

"Welcome to serve."

Christensen wore a formulaic business smile.

Toran and Marna exchanged a glance and looked at the doctor, who reeked of his work clothes.

At this moment, the doctor was simply a tool following a task list.

“Marna, you can’t become that kind of person.”

Marna's expression was complicated.

“My brother and sister-in-law left behind two children, who are currently without anyone to take care of them.”

Toran frowned.

It really is.

Wouldn't he then see Marner crushed by an endless array of classes?!

No!

Marna is the hope of their team!

A day passed quietly.

The group parted ways on the street, agreeing to meet again the day after tomorrow.

The doctor watched Christensen walk away, a smile playing on his lips.

"Doctor...you really want to invest in her?"

The doctor shook his head.

"It depends on what my old friend means."

"If my old friend thinks it's okay, then I'll sponsor her."

"It's not much trouble anyway."

Just regularly apply a few dozen dollars worth of pure gold.

“Let’s go, Marna.”

The doctor got into the driver's seat and let Toran and Marna sit in the back.

He took a deep breath, floored the accelerator, and headed out of the mobile city.

"It's time to get down to business."

wilderness.

Countless animal bones flashed before everyone's eyes.

Originium became their most loyal protectors, cutting through mountains and blocking rivers!

suddenly.

A tunnel entirely constructed of Originium appeared before everyone's eyes!

The doctor parked the car in front of the tunnel and got out.

The three from Vishdel followed closely behind.

The professor added the car to the group chat and smiled at the three of them.

"Come with me, come with me to see old friends."

"I just hope there's enough energy here for old friends to talk."

Otherwise, it would be too lonely for just one person to speak.

Vishdale grabbed the doctor's hand and peered curiously into the tunnel.

It stretches as far as the eye can see.

The doctor stepped inside, and Toran and Marna exchanged a glance before following him.

They used to be wandering knights.

The group walked along the long tunnel for a long time.

Marna didn't notice how long she had been walking until a glimmer of light appeared ahead.

The light gradually intensified until it illuminated something else entirely.

Marna and Toran involuntarily closed their eyes.

After a while, the bright light disappeared, and Marna opened her eyes again.

His eyes widened and his mouth slightly opened.

Stone coffin.

Countless stone coffins.

Hundreds of thousands of stone coffins came into view.

In the distance, a huge sphere, resembling an eye, hangs in the center.

"The prophet? You've arrived..."

The custodian's voice rang out.

A voice suddenly rang out, a voice that seemed to express a great sense of relief.

The doctor raised his hand and placed it on a stone coffin, a look of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

Perhaps it was indeed a medical pod before.

But now…

It really was just a stone coffin.

“Friston, I’m very curious.”

How many years have you been here?

The doctor withdrew his hand and gazed at the enormous eye in the distance.

"Ten thousand years? Twenty thousand years?"

"I can't remember."

"You didn't remember it clearly either, did you?"

The preserver spoke again.

“Prophet, you should know that I am merely a personification of Friston, not Friston himself.”

"Heh, you're still in the mood for jokes? Looks like you haven't been locked up long enough. I suddenly want to lock you up for another ten thousand years."

The doctor chuckled, and the Originium spread along the passage, climbing up the stone coffins and compressing them into the Originium.

Friston voluntarily relinquished his physical body, uploading his consciousness to the network and becoming an executor in the Preservator Project.

It is also the only one in the plan that retains consciousness.

But the previous civilizations were all about consciousness; the body wasn't of much use to them.

It can be rebuilt at any time.

Friston remained silent for a long while.

"Prophet".

"You don't understand."

For thousands of years, he has witnessed the depletion of energy resources in this area and the deaths of one fellow countryman after another due to insufficient energy.

And that's all he can do.

The only option was to call for help.

They kept calling for help.

This cry for help continued for thousands of years, until the arrival of the prophet.

However, there are very few people left alive here.

Most of the medical pods ceased operation, and the people inside naturally died due to energy depletion.

The doctor didn't say anything, he just kept manipulating the Originium to get closer to that huge eye.

Originium quietly crawled to the vicinity of that giant eye.

"...Friston, I can't dissuade you from anything, but go and see what's inside Originium."

"You might like it."

Before the other party could speak, the Originium pierced into the central core!

The consciousness that had been trapped within the network began to stir again.

Friston's consciousness gradually sank, eventually landing on a planet.

The young man in military uniform opened his eyes. Several human figures sat beside Friston.

They are the people who are still alive in the Preservation Project.

Not many, only a few dozen.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene before them.

No?