Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

A proud man like Ferdinand was about to refute almost subconsciously, but as soon as he took a step, the memory of being blown away not long ago emerged in his mind, causing him to retreat.

That was a technology he had never seen before. It was not an Originium technique, but an unknown new science.

Not only that kind of power, but this entire underground ruins was filled with materials, energies, and incredible ways of use that he could not understand. Although he was unwilling to admit it, just like the Fang Beast could not understand the human's mobile city but knew to avoid his track, he could only selectively ignore Trevor Friston's ridicule of the truth.

Christen pondered for a moment and continued to ask:

“Is the starry sky real?”

This is the question she has wanted to know since she was a child: those irregular starry skies, the constellations that can only be interpreted by superstitious astrology, and the star pods hanging high in the sky, which ones are real and which ones are fake?

Trevor Friston replied:

"Of course it is real. The starry sky is a vast space, and every star is the size of Terra. Why do you ask?"

Kristen chose to answer a question with a question: "What are those star pods over Terra?"

"Star pod...you mean the isolation layer?"

Trevor Friston gave a wry laugh.

"It was a plan full of regrets, the Guardian Angel Plan."

Volume 1: Chapter 262: The Three Overlords

"Have you heard of the concept of megastructure? If you have, I won't bother to explain it to you any further. If not, I am too lazy to elaborate. You can ask the person next to you."

Trevor Friston's alloy eyeball looked at Roy, and also attracted the attention of the others.

"In simple terms, it is literally a giant building."

"How big is it? The size of a mobile city?" Christen asked, but soon realized that something was wrong. If the megastructure was only the size of a mobile city, then the star pods could not cover the entire sky of Terra.

Thinking of this, her eyes widened and she looked at Roy, trying to get an explanation.

Roy nodded a little embarrassedly: "It is much larger than a mobile city. Even the smallest megastructure is measured by the size of a planet or satellite. The largest megastructure is enough to fill an entire galaxy."

Although they did not understand the concepts of these nouns, both Christen and Dorothy could understand their meanings from the analogies.

The planet refers to the land beneath their feet, and the galaxy refers to the system in which the entire planet is located, Terra, the two moons, the sun and so on.

"This is impossible. Not to mention what kind of energy is needed to support the operation of a building of this magnitude, the cost of building such a building alone would definitely exceed the total resources of the entire Terra!"

Ferdinand immediately questioned it. This was reasonable. It usually took a few years or even decades to build an ordinary mobile city, and a mobile city couldn't even fill a small corner of the land! If you want to build a giant structure covering the entire planet outside the planet, the resources consumed would be impossible to complete even if you drained the entire Terra.

Trevor Friston was rarely displeased by Ferdinand's questioning. He made a sound like a bingo prompt and agreed:

"You're right, little animal."

"It is absolutely impossible to build a megastructure with only the limited resources of a planet. This is the consensus among interstellar civilizations. In fact, many megastructures built by humans are large projects jointly supported by several star regions of the entire civilization. This is why the Guardian Angel Project is a regrettable failure. It has always been a semi-finished product."

"Semi-finished product?" Dorothy murmured. She felt rationally that the semi-finished product that Trevor Friston mentioned was very different from the semi-finished product that she understood. If the isolation layer covering the entire planet could only be called a semi-finished product, how terrifying would the real finished product be?

The alloy eyeball did not stop telling the story:

"The Guardian Angel Project is one of the few projects that I know about and participated in the early preparation of. Faced with the threat of a sudden galactic disaster, the sudden loss of contact with the mother planet, and the predicament of weak galaxy defense forces, humans in desperate situations launched a series of seemingly incredible plans, and the Guardian Angel is one of them."

"The term Guardian Angel is derived from the scientific research results of our allies and mentors who travel the stars. The Colossus weapon they created - a powerful anti-star weapon - can create an isolation barrier on the outer layer of a planet, turning a planet into a dazzling toy crystal ball in the universe. Even the most terrifying black hole explosion cannot affect a planet in this state. This weapon is called an Angel of Comfort."

"When the end of the world came and we were unable to launch interstellar exploration, someone proposed to follow the example of the Angels of Peace and build an isolation layer outside our planet to help us avoid the prying eyes and dangers from the stars, protect the planetary civilization, and wait for rescue from the mother planet. But just as this little animal said, this plan has faced a huge flaw since it was proposed - insufficient resources."

"Due to the direction of scientific research, the Colossus weapons of mankind have moved in another more efficient direction. Our scientists only have a partial understanding of the manufacturing method of the Angel of Joy barrier, and the resources on the planet Terra are extremely limited. It is impossible to build a barrier in low-Earth orbit as planned. After many attempts, our final result is to build a barrier in the sky only six kilometers above the ground."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's a barrier. Compared to a real Angel of Bliss, its protective capability is not even one tenth of that of a real Angel of Bliss. It's not even a low-quality imitation. Its few functions are to distort light and form magnetic field storms. It also has a certain level of intelligence and can tell whether an object trying to pass through the barrier is a threat."

Kristen frowned upon hearing this. "But now it will even block probes, aircraft and other tools that try to approach that altitude. Can these also be considered threats by it?"

Trevor was silent for a while, then replied, "Theoretically, no. But it is already 30,000 years old after all. Since it was built, the few remaining resources of mankind can no longer support its regular maintenance. It is normal for a 30,000-year-old machine to have some problems."

"One of my colleagues joked to me that after they completed the isolation layer, the project team held an impromptu meeting and changed the name of the Angel of Joy Project to the Guardian Angel Project. They were afraid that one day in the future our allies would come to this galaxy and discover this isolation zone, and be so angry at this fake and shoddy product that they would give us a blast."

He laughed after he finished speaking, and it was obvious that the uploaded sense of humor was at work.

But his answer made Christen's face darken a lot.

This antique is more than 30,000 years old, and it may have existed longer than the entire Terra civilization today. However, it still hangs in the sky, as awe-inspiring and inviolable as the kingdom of gods in the legend.

Kristen couldn't think of anything that could get through its isolation. Was her idea of ​​exploring the starry sky ultimately in vain?

"You have one last question."

Trevor Friston warned, waking Christen from her trance.

The blond commander opened his mouth, closed it again, shook his head, and said, "I need to think about it carefully for a while. I hope to give you an answer next time."

"Of course, as long as you don't ask me for five wishes again." Trevor once again made an old-fashioned joke in a casual manner.

"Then it's my turn."

Roy took a step forward and got straight to the point.

"Friston, I want to ask you for three things."

"what?"

"The first one is the control method of the biological environment transformation cluster in the ocean. The second one is the administrator code of the military weapons management and command terminal. The third one is the method of using [Continuation of Civilization]!"

Volume 1: Chapter 263 "Module, what are you?"

Roy had been planning to ask these three questions since he met Trevor Friston and learned his true identity.

The biological environment transformation clusters in the ocean, now called Haisi, may come onto land in the future due to the instigation of the Deep Sea Church and sweep across the ocean crisis on Terra. Is there any way to control and utilize them? If not, is there any way to at least restrict them and stop their actions?

One of the treasures of mankind, the various military equipment left on this planet are most likely controlled by a military terminal buried deep in the holy city of Lateran. Is there a way to gain management authority over it?

There is also [the continuation of civilization]. The small black crown of the demon kings of successive generations was passed down to Amiya's generation, which has already separated from the Sarkaz. As a conceptual product that stores most of the information, technology, culture and history of human civilization, how can it be used?

In Roy's plan, he had to get at least the answers to the first two questions, because this was related to whether the Terra civilization could survive the now imminent ocean crisis.

As an unregistered deep-sea hunter without any connection to a large group of physical sea creatures, Roy could already feel the agitation of the ocean. This day had come much faster than he had imagined, and had already surpassed the timeline of the plot.

As for the Black Crown, it was equally important, but not urgent. Terra had not yet developed to the point where it could inherit the legacy of human civilization, so Roy was not in a hurry to open the treasure house. Moreover, with Kal'tsit as Amiya's guardian, Roy was not worried that the Demon King would lose control in Amiya's generation.

Facing Roy's question, Trevor Friston was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Roy to be so straightforward. He answered speechlessly:

"Your question is a bit extreme. I'm not Aladdin's magic lamp. Can I help you fulfill three wishes?"

"The contents you mentioned belong to other different plans, or they are not part of the plan at all. They are purely accidental products..."

"So there's nothing you can do?" Roy asked disappointedly.

Unexpectedly, Friston suddenly changed the subject and said, "But I still know something."

"The biological environment modification clusters in the ocean should be composed of four different blocks. The block representing reproduction should contain human genetic identification codes. As long as you activate it, it will naturally help you obtain their management authority."

Before Trevor Friston could finish his words, he found that Roy was staring at him speechlessly, and the green tail behind him swung a little irritably.

What you said sounds like just a paragraph. Let's not talk about how I am going to find the breeding area, which should be the location of the [unmelting iceberg], and then cross the obstruction of the sea monster and the sea monster to contact it. Even if I really go there, do I look like I have human genetic coding?

Trevor Friston obviously realized this, and his voice became very helpless:

"This... I really can't help it. The study of the ocean of consciousness has always been a difficult subject, and it is naturally impossible to preserve the method of soul recognition. Speaking of which, didn't you say that besides you, we have another compatriot?"

Roy was stunned for a moment, then nodded in realization.

Yes, even though he himself is not capable, doesn’t he still have a doctor?

Judging from the time, the doctor should still be lying in the sarcophagus in Chernobog. With Roy's current ability, it is not difficult to find him and take him out of Chernobog.

Seeing Roy's confident expression, Friston paused and continued:

"As for the military management terminal, this is simple. In order to ensure the safety of the shelter, I, as the preserver, was granted the highest authority over all military management terminals. As long as you take this..."

Trevor Friston ejected the USB drive that Christen had inserted into his own port and motioned for Roy to pick it up.

"I saved my identification code in it. Take this, find the terminal you want to find, plug it in, and you can control it with my authority."

Holding the small USB flash drive in his hand, Roy felt that this was the best news he had received since he traveled through time.

He already knew the exact location of a terminal and obtained the key to the authority. As long as he combined the two, a part of the heritage of human civilization would be truly revealed to him. In addition, as long as he came into contact with the unmelting iceberg, he could be identified and authenticated. The ocean's danger to Terra was instantly eliminated, and he was left to put this theory into practice.

It's easier said than done, but it's certainly difficult to do. Going deep into the ocean and entering the underground of the Lateran Vatican are both extremely difficult and dangerous. But at least, they have already grasped hope, haven't they?

"Thank you very much, Friston."

From the bottom of his heart, Roy thanked the respectable preserver in front of him.

He may not have accomplished his original mission, but in another way, he preserved the hope for the survival of civilization in this world plagued by natural disasters and troubles.

"This is what I should do." Trevor Friston's tone was still relaxed. "Of course, I also have a small request."

"If possible, could you please bring that compatriot here after you find him?"

"It's been a long, long, long time since I last saw a human being. I'm almost... forgetting it."

“This is not humor.”

Roy remembered the image of Trevor Friston that he saw in the illusion.

Whether he was a busy middle-aged researcher, or in his old age, watching his wife and daughter lie in the sarcophagus and walking into the depths of the laboratory, Roy could not see his face clearly, but could only observe those green eyes.

At first, he thought that this was Trevor Friston's deliberate concealment of his appearance, but now, he suddenly realized another possibility.

Is it possible that the preserver himself can no longer remember what he looked like thirty thousand years ago?

Roy was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I will. I promise!"

..........

Christen, Dorothy and Ferdinand wanted to stay in the ruins to question Friston, but Roy walked out of the ruins first.

Not because he was impatient to get to the ocean or to Rutland, but because of something else.

When he entered Trevor Friston's illusion, he felt dizzy, and then the scene around him changed.

Roy felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity at the time. At this moment, he finally calmed down and asked the person he had been suspicious of for a long time:

"Module system, is it there?"

"Do you feel that this illusion is very similar to the module introduction illusion you dragged me into after I extracted the module?"

"What the hell are you?"

Volume 1: Chapter 264: Leitania-Casimir Alliance

"What the hell are you?"

Just like all of Roy's previous attempts, his question did not receive any answer from the module system. But Roy already had some guesses in his mind.

Trevor Friston is a talented and rational scientist who has a good understanding of the technological level reached by the end of human civilization. Therefore, although his judgment is misled by the information he provides, it may not be without reference value.

Isn’t soul transmigration what he meant by precisely separating the soul from the sea of ​​consciousness and placing it into another container?

Although he himself said that, in his impression, humans should not have developed this technology yet, but that was the end of the world after all. After the loss of contact with the mother planet he mentioned, the communication between the various colonized galaxies of mankind was basically cut off. His lack of clarity did not mean that such technological breakthroughs had not occurred on other planets.

Although he certainly had nothing to do with the humans in this world, if he speculated based on this theoretical possibility, the nature of the module system would become clear.

A tool that uses "human thoughts" as its source and is supplemented by the energy of the "void", similar to the Black Crown, and can turn fantasy into reality.

Rounding it off, what Roy possesses is actually a black crown that does not store any human civilization, but only Roy's own consciousness and knowledge.

The advantages and disadvantages of this are very obvious. The disadvantage is that there is no human civilization preserved in it, which means that Roy cannot, as he originally imagined, draw out the technology of the previous civilization in the end. But there are many advantages. First, Roy does not have to worry about the module system backfiring on him like the survival of civilization, and gradually being influenced or even replaced by its will. Secondly, although there is no technology from the previous civilization, as a Paradox player, Roy has saved a lot of Stars technology in his mind. The technical level of these technologies may not be lower than that of the previous civilization.

However, Roy didn't know whether he could use his thinking power to dig out the module system for them when he only knew the name and appearance of this technology.

Moreover, this is just my guess and I need to find a way to verify it, which is not easy.

"Find a chance to talk to Kal'tsit about it. Or, next time you come, ask Friston indirectly."

Roy was thinking in his mind. Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps behind him, followed by Dorothy's shout:

"Mr. Roy! Phew... Fortunately, you haven't left yet."

Roy blinked curiously and asked, "What's wrong?"

Dorothy took a breath and asked, "Well, the thing you mentioned on the phone last time..."

What was mentioned on the phone?

"Oh! That stone!" Roy came back to his senses suddenly. What he had just experienced was too exciting, and a huge amount of information suddenly flooded into his brain, so much so that he forgot the reward he promised Dorothy to give to Ferdinand.

Although he felt that the director of the energy department would not be in the mood to study other things for some time after entering the ruins.

Roy felt around in his arms and pulled out the collectible that the system named [From the Stars].

Even though a considerable amount of time has passed and it has gone through a lot of things, the stone has not changed at all. A faint fluorescence is still floating on its surface, making it look like a nice ornamental piece.