People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

"You think the Deep Blue Tree only has four avatars with powers? You think those Sea Spawns you call mere derivatives, even if you add them all together, could account for much of the Deep Blue Tree's power? You think this Deep Blue Tree is rooted somewhere?"

Trevor Friston gave a scathing, yet remarkably faithful, answer.

"Tell me, after fighting against Haisi for so long, how much do you really know about Haisi? In your opinion, what is the most troublesome aspect of the [Deep Blue Tree]?"

A look of confusion crossed Clementa's face, but she immediately began to think.

What is it about Haisi that gives the Agor people the biggest headache?

Agor's strength is already exceptionally great. Even though it is far inferior to that of the previous civilization, they have the confidence and ability to destroy any species on this planet using only Agor's power, without relying on any external forces.

But why has Agor failed to destroy the Sea Siege? If in the past it was due to a lack of vigilance, what about now?

What is Agor afraid of?

Clementine's expression hardened, and the answer in her mind blurted out:

"Haisi's adaptability."

"Agor is completely helpless against the adaptability of the Sea Siege and the [Deep Blue Tree]. Any of our weapons, after being used once, will be identified by the Sea Siege and undergo targeted evolution. They can even learn from this experience and evolve at a speed that is even faster than our speed of developing and iterating new weapons!"

"Agor's top management and scientists have repeatedly felt that Haisi actually possesses a considerable degree of intelligence, and that they are also learning, in a way that we cannot understand, everything about Agor and responding accordingly."

Clementa's voice gradually faded, and her expression, which had brightened as she grasped the key point, instantly dimmed as if struck by lightning.

She stared in shock at the Preservator before her. An unbelievable conjecture slowly arose in her mind, and then, like an infection of the sea, it began to multiply and expand uncontrollably, eventually filling all her thoughts.

"Does the [Deep Blue Tree] actually possess the power of [learning]?"

"【The Origin's Lifeline】Assimilates all things to ensure survival, 【Spreading Branches】Grow continuously to keep the tree vibrant, 【The Unmelting Iceberg】Proliferates endlessly, exhausting all possibilities, 【The Heart of Struggle】Receives feedback to indicate the direction of evolution."

"But these are all superficial."

Trevor Friston said slowly,

"With this alone, the Deep Blue Tree has absolutely no chance of withstanding the lumberjack's giant axe, because we already have all the powers it possesses!"

The level of development of the ancient civilization was such that even mathematical weapons had been incorporated into their arsenal. They didn't need to rely on behemoths to use their various so-called "powers"; they could create such weapons themselves!

Whether it's a weapon based on time or space, death or destruction, even if it's just a concept, can't they actually create it?

But why did the [Prophet], as the last human being, directly assert to Ed, who created the [Heavenly Pivot], that our enemy cannot be defeated by any weapon! We have never strived for victory, but for survival.

If this is just his opinion, then why would Precys say, "If there is even the slightest possibility in the universe that can resist destruction, then we have already salvaged it from the dust of the galaxy."

Why did they ultimately have to pin their hopes on Amber, which had nothing to do with anything, had no precedent, and had no chance of trial and error, and invest all their resources in Project Originium?

They are not stupid.

This is a last resort. Only the unknown presents the possibility of confronting it. The lumberjack is an unknown entity, and his only recourse is to confront it with the unknown of [Amber].

The Deep Blue Tree represents another level of the unknown.

"We have exhausted all possibilities except possibility itself."

The Preservator's voice was unusually calm, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Luo then placed his last hope on this concept."

He looked at Ernst and said slowly:

"Existence Plan - [Deep Blue Tree]".

“This modified behemoth was endowed with four powers by Luo.”

"[Standing]"

"【study】."

"【possibility】."

"And [hope]."

[Existence], the power of [Original Lifeline], is also the only power that was not degraded due to the unexpected split of [Deep Blue Tree].

Therefore, among the four primordial beings, the [Primordial Lifeline] is the most powerful and unsolvable. It has become one with the ocean of Terra, and is all ocean life itself, including Agor himself. No one can kill it, and when it grows to the end, it will assimilate, contain, and transform into everything.

This is also the source of Hai Si's powers such as [mimicry], [modeling], and [immortality].

What endowed him with these secondary powers was [learning].

The ocean has not given birth to any "monsters" for countless years. To date, only the four monsters of the band Sunset Gone have been born by chance and quickly left the ocean.

This is because the [Primordial Lifeline] went out of control decades ago—the Deep Sea Church angered the Primordial Lifeline using unknown methods, bringing about the first Great Stillness. After that Great Stillness, the Primordial Lifeline briefly stagnated, giving the ocean the opportunity to nurture [giant beasts].

Thinking and learning, after the Deep Blue Tree split, deteriorated into growth.

Growth, as an instinct of living beings, has lost its initiative. Therefore, the spreading branches that split off from the Deep Blue Tree have also become unconscious vegetative beings, passively growing in the mantle to nourish the entire species.

The possibility deteriorated into reproduction.

As a deterioration of the "possibility," the presence of the "蓤" (a type of creature) grants Hai Si, as a living being, the ability to be influenced by the environment, slowly modify its genes, and passively evolve. This is why, if the Agorians use advanced weapons, Hai Si will begin to evolve rapidly, but if the Agorians intentionally restrict it by using special weaponry like the Deep Sea Hunters, then Hai Si's evolutionary speed will become exceptionally slow.

Because it cannot actively learn, it can only develop passively through growth and reproduction.

"And the last hope deteriorated into migration."

This is easy to understand. The migration of a species determines its survival. If a species gets lost during migration, the entire species will die in the cold. Anyone who has watched an animal documentary knows that migration means hope for the vast majority of animals.

However, these two are fundamentally different.

After all, hope is a broader concept, and it even contains beautiful expectations, while migration is just a savage animal behavior.

"Now, do you still believe that Agor is capable of resolving the [Deep Blue Tree]?"

The Preserver.

Clementa fell silent, stunned.

Her brain was filled with information and had briefly shut down.

But even based solely on instinct, she could deduce a simple conclusion from the [Preserver's] words—she couldn't fight him.

Not only her, but Skadi and the other two also pursed their lips, wanting several times to say something about the possible opportunities to refute this hopeless situation, but before they could speak, they denied the possibilities that came to mind.

Even Kal'tsit, this was the first time she had learned a glimpse of the entirety of the Deep Blue Tree from the mouth of the Preserver, a true member of the ancient civilization, and she was now lost in endless contemplation.

Only Ernst remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

But more than being shocked, he was thinking about something else.

Ernst is grateful that he is not currently in the "debate".

Because he remembered his idol.

“Um, Friston.”

He spoke softly.

"I have a question, don't be too surprised, I'm just asking."

"So, now that the [Deep Blue Tree] has split, is it possible for other giant beasts to gain the power of [learning]?"

Trevor Friston's massive frame tilted slightly toward Ernst, and the Eye of God nodded:

"Theoretically speaking, of course, this is possible."

"Back then, Luo also tried many methods. The Prophet actually recognized Luo's plan and believed it could also lead to success. However, that success came a little too late."

Seventh, use [Existence] to ensure survival for as long as possible, then use [Learning] to assist in continuous evolution, and finally use [Hope] to forcibly create a possibility of success in absolute despair, and use the power of [Possibility] to seize this opportunity!

Duluo's plan was theoretically successful. If this set of "powers" were used to its fullest extent, it would indeed be possible to forcibly open a path to survival in any situation, including under the axe of a lumberjack!

Uncle, but it's too late!

[Existence], [Learning], [Hope], [Possibility]—each of these powers requires time and resources to evolve to its final form. At that time, all they could control was Terra, and at most, this entire star system.

The idea that humanity could evolve into the Deep Blue Tree to carry lumberjacks based on these resources is wishful thinking! The best outcome would be the extinction of humanity, but the survival of the Deep Blue Tree, which could then carry away the dust left behind by humanity and fly into the cold void.

Therefore, in the end, the [Prophet] still chose to create [Originium] through "treasure".

This is the fastest, the lowest cost, and theoretically the most successful!

As a result, Zhongluo became estranged from the [Prophet] and the [Priestess].

"What if I said that the power of learning has already been mastered by a giant beast?"

"Ernst asked cautiously."

The Preservator laughed heartily upon hearing this:

"Ernst, Lo isn't here, so stop joking around at a time like this."

Ernst remained silent, only staring intently at Trevor Friston.

The Preservator's laughter slowly faded, and his entire body trembled to some extent.

"You're kidding, right?"

Ernst hissed softly and nodded slowly.

"Ho-"

Chapter 900 Ernst, please give the order.

Trevor Friston's silence was deafening.

A series of busy tones came from his loudspeaker, as if he wanted to say something several times, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to start.

After much mental preparation, he finally smiled with relief.

"Hahaha, as expected of you, Ernst."

He laughed with such ease that Ernst felt a little uneasy.

“If learning has truly been acquired, then Ernst, our future has become even brighter.”

Trevor Friston's enormous pupils stared at Ernst as if he were looking at a bright future.

Perhaps, he meant possibly, that Ernst could bring him even more surprises?

[Learning] is undoubtedly the ability with the highest potential among all abilities. If a behemoth that possesses [Learning] is given enough time to develop, then in the future, that behemoth may also have the possibility of becoming the second [Deep Blue Tree]!

Trevor Friston would never have dared to think this way before, but at this moment, he actually felt that it was possible that it could happen—Originium, Deep Blue Tree, Heaven's Pivot, and himself, the four survival plans were no longer in conflict, but united as one!

That future might really be very bright!

Clementa, on the other hand, felt a chill run down her spine.

Weren't we talking about how Jiu Si helped Agor solve the problem of the [Deep Blue Tree]? ...《Three Five;

Okay, so it's fine if the Deep Blue Tree can't solve it, after all, it's a technological marvel from a previous civilization. But now, another entity on land that's on par with the Deep Blue Tree has appeared. What's going on?

Is Agor's doomsday approaching?

"Little fish."

The Preservator was in a good mood, and even their voice became gentler, no longer so cold and harsh.

“I know what you’re thinking. What Mark told you before still applies.”

What Mark said to me?

Clementine was slightly taken aback, then realized that the "Preserver" must have been referring to the one who wanted her to surrender to Ernst.

Clementine pursed her lips, about to speak, when the Preservator interrupted her again:

"No need to rush to give me an answer, Little Fish. Let me tell you what your boss wants to say to me."

Clementa looked surprised, and Greta, who was standing next to her, also cast a questioning glance at her.

Clementa has only one true superior, and that is Heratia, the mother of Gladys and one of the highest rulers of the realm.

When did Heratia speak to the Preservator, and what did she say to him?

The Preservator calmly raised his hand, and the Agor communicator on Clementa's body lit up.

The projected image appeared. In the image was Heratia's face.

The blonde, blue-eyed, and elegant Agorian woman sighed softly, then, without changing her expression, looked directly at the [Preserver] and slowly said:

"As expected, I couldn't hide it from you, [Preserver]."

Agor, the region.

Heratia's life was by no means precarious. In fact, for the Agorians, who had already dominated the seas, they could live whatever kind of life they wanted. As long as it was within the framework of the Agorians, a utopia where everyone could have their wishes fulfilled truly existed.

Generally speaking, such an environment is very beautiful.