The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　"Oh!"

　Then Chen Lingxu understood.

　"Due to a series of coincidences, they became the spirits of the desolate region, gaining almost infinite life. There are also some special divine beings who have become a kind of spirit."

　"But unlike the Beast Lords, the Sarkaz who died in the Originium Storm became special life forms called Undead. They were filled with resentment before they died, so after being reborn, they would guide the emotions of the surrounding life towards resentment, causing all kinds of chaos."

　Most dead spirits reside in some object, such as a paintbrush that exhausts you, an ancient oil painting that you can't get rid of once you look at it, or a box that causes people to fight over it for no reason. These dead spirits are scattered all over the earth, and many ancient legends are born from their haunting.

　"Just because of these dead souls?"

　Such resentful people seem like they need to be dealt with one by one.

　"Of course, that's not all. These resentful dead souls are actually 'harmless' individuals compared to the Sarkaz as a whole."

　Kal'tsit recounted her years of research and investigation to him.

　"I don't know what the Exiles did, but something called 'Souls' was born among the Sarkaz. At first, I thought it was some kind of custom that the Sarkaz developed during their exile, to make their descendants remember the hatred, but after careful research, I found that the so-called Souls are more like a kind of collective consciousness."

　"The collective spirits reign supreme over the Sarkaz as a whole, and upon death, the Sarkaz's souls return to the collective spirits. Most Sarkaz die with resentment, thus the collective spirits become tainted with hatred over this long period. Newly born Sarkaz individuals, influenced by these collective spirits, are filled with hatred towards outsiders."

　The deaths, filled with hatred, in turn affected the souls of the other beings, causing the two sides to overlap and perpetuate the war, further escalating the hatred.

　"That sounds like a ridiculous excuse."

　Chen Lingxu squeezed the lynx drum, scoffing at the so-called influence of the souls on the Sarkaz.

　"If the Soul Reapers were really that effective, then the Sarkaz would all be insane madmen killing anyone they see by now."

　It can't be that he was just lucky enough to pick up two outcasts from the Sarkaz.

　Kal'tsit did not refute, but simply continued to state her point of view.

　"The situation of the multitude of souls is similar to that of the beast lords. For example, the wolf lord and the sheep lord can exert pressure on Caprini and Rupert, that is, the sheep and the wolf, and force them to do things. But the beastmen of today have long since become human, no longer the beasts of the past. They have enough reason to distinguish right from wrong, and their will has been forged into steel. So even when faced with the oppression of the beast lord, some powerful individuals can ignore this influence and then rebel against the beast lord."

　"The same applies to the spirits. After the establishment of the Sarkaz Royal Court, the Sarkaz had more opportunities to receive education. Most Sarkaz nobles, after gaining their intelligence, were able to avoid being influenced by the spirits. Currently, those most susceptible to interference from the spirits are mostly Sarkaz mercenaries who have been on the edge of danger but are still illiterate."

　Because they frequently face life-or-death crises and experience extreme emotional fluctuations, they are often easily influenced by the spirits and do all sorts of crazy things, further damaging the Sarkaz's public image.

　"In other words, if you want to change the Sarkaz, you have to deal with those so-called Souls first."

　"You can say that."

　But how difficult it is for one person to change the consciousness of an entire race. That's why Kal'tsit thought those two Sarkaz were simply fantasizing.

　Chen Lingxu seemed to be deep in thought, but compared to the Sarkaz, who were completely unrelated, his interest had been completely drawn to something else.

　"Kal'tsit, my Kal'tsit, I really, really want to know what Originium is."

　Chapter 75 Thanks to Kaisheng Open Source Meow

　"Originium..."

　Kal'tsit fell silent.

　She could tell Chen Lingxu everything without reservation, but when it came to source stones... she couldn't just open her mouth about them.

　"Originium... is a... special... product."

　She struggled and resisted, trying her best to replace the forbidden words and attempting to tell the other person some secrets.

　"It was discovered by my creator, ****..."

　That's how she's set up. As a servant of other groups, AMA-10 can speak freely, but once it comes to her own project, the confidentiality regulations that form the basis of her logic will restrict any attempt to reveal that information.

　Kal'tsit could say that, but it's unlikely that Kal'tsit could say that.

　Just like when she tried to reveal things about herself, what Chen Lingxu heard was that the lynx in front of him was saying a bunch of things that no one could understand.

　"Sorry, Ah Xu."

　She couldn't tell him the whole truth about Originium.

　"Hmm... Kal'tsit, what's the deal with this Prissis you mentioned?"

　“Precyth, ah…”

　The lynx, who had just lowered her head to apologize properly, suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide open. She stared at the qilin in front of her, then quickly raised her claws to grab him and demand an explanation.

　"A-Xu, what did you just say? Say it again."

　“I said, I want to know about this Precyth.”

　Chen Lingxu stared in astonishment at the cat, whose pupils had widened in surprise. All she was doing was asking about the creator; why was she so surprised?

　Or was it that Kal'tsit was just too excited because the time had finally come to discuss marriage and meet the parents?

　"How is this possible... How is this possible..."

　Kal'tsit couldn't understand. She gripped the Qilin in front of her tightly, as if trying to see if it really existed.

　"Why is it impossible?"

　"She's the one you just asked about... You shouldn't have heard her name. I can't possibly say it..."

　Kal'tsit... no, AMA-10 has crashed for the first time in its 10,000-year history.

　Beep! *Query not responding*

　"Kal'tsit? Kal'tsit? Kal'tsit?"

　Hee hee? No, not hee hee.

　Although Kal'tsit couldn't understand the principle behind this, she knew that if the restriction mechanism was malfunctioning, this was her only chance to reveal the secret.

　"Phew. It's alright, it's alright, Ah Xu. I was just too surprised."

　Could it be because the Qilin in front of him was a special project of the previous civilization, so he also had the corresponding authority to know this information?

　Kal'tsit thought for a moment, then began to tell him about her understanding of the creator, to see just how far her bottom line was.

　“Precyth. Everyone else on the project team calls her the Priestess.”

　But these two terms are the same: a name is a code name, and a code name is a name.

　Perhaps she wasn't called by this name before, but Kal'tsit didn't know those things. At least when she was born, her creator was Precys.

　"She is the head of the Originium project, a somewhat... heavy-hearted woman."

　"Oh, um, uh..."

　Even though Kal'tsit was almost able to reveal the color of her 'mother's' underwear, Chen Lingxu could still hear it clearly.

　This is really... so strange.

　Chen Lingxu got the gist of it.

　That is

　It is said that all the modifications that Originium made to Terra were designed by a woman named Precyth, as part of a pre-civilization refuge project, with the aim of turning Terra into a giant graveyard, where everyone would be cybernetically buried and lie together inside Originium.

　It's really heavy.

　"However, the Originium Project may have run into problems..."

　"How to say?"

　"The original Originium Project did not include a plan to transform the Beastmen and Tikkaz into humans."

　Whether it's the Tikkaz or the Beastmen, they would all be turned into specimens and data by Originium, just like any other matter. But after ten thousand years, Originium not only failed to fill the land, but it also turned small animals into demi-humans.

　The bugs piling up in the unmaintained Originium Project could drive people to who knows what kind of state.

　"Hmm. So, what should we do?"

　Chen Lingxu wasn't a technician either, and Kal'tsit herself said she didn't have access to the Originium project. It seemed like the two of them had no other options besides sighing here.

　"Project Originium... was to deal with that crisis."

　Kal'tsit thought for a moment.

　"If we could find the person in charge of this project..."

　"Are there still people from a pre-civilization alive?"

　Chen Lingxu was genuinely surprised this time.

　The previous civilization may have perished tens of thousands of years ago. Chen Lingxu can guarantee his own survival for tens of thousands of years, but whether his sanity can remain unchanged for tens of thousands of years is uncertain. And now, he can even dig out survivors of the previous civilization...

　"This freezing and preservation technology is a bit too much."

　"But do you want to do that?"

　Chen Lingxu held the large lynx and asked for her opinion.

　"……I?"

　Kyle wanted him, but she didn't.

　“My mission…is not here. The person who sent me out told me that I only need to do what I want to do.”

　Moreover, Kal'tsit did not want to see her creator again.

　"I'm actually... a little afraid of Priscilla."

　Nestled in the kylin's embrace, the lynx showed him its most vulnerable parts.

　Her joys and sorrows, her past, her worries, her fears...

　"She always...talks about overly heavy, sad topics."

　There was also information she couldn't understand.

　“Then we won’t see her, Kal’tsit. I’ve heard a saying…”

　"Life will find a way out."

　"Isn't the purpose of Originium to destroy this planet? But now, haven't the life here already found a way to survive? They will adapt to this sooner or later and find the most suitable path in the future."

　In short, if you don't want to get involved in this matter, then trust the wisdom of future generations.

　"But no matter what, we're going to Kazdel. We'll talk about the Originium later."

　Chen Lingxu planned to accompany her to recover the civilization's survival. This was something he had promised Kal'tsit from the beginning. Although he had crossed time and space halfway through, the mission was still incomplete. Now, taking on the mission again would be like giving himself something to do.

　"Um……"

　The lynx bent down and bit the qilin's face.

　"Another round?"

　"of course."

　Theresa stood on one leg at the doorway, her legs trembling from standing there.

　Damn it... that bad guy... he's so... so powerful...

　When she goes in, the lynx will probably turn into a pile of cats.

　Theresa looked at the now-cold food again, and stomped her foot, only to have her little face scrunched up in pain, her pink eyes filled with grievance.

　I wonder... if he'll even notice...

　"I am hungry. Where is anything to eat?"

　The Qilin Overlord's shout rang out from inside the house, and Theresa immediately pushed open the door and limped in.

　"Woo..."

　The air in the room was too stuffy, but Theresa didn't seem to mind at all. She sniffed and stared intently at the lazy Qilin.

　“Master… food… hiss… please enjoy.”

　What happened to your foot?

　"It's alright, I just tripped and fell... I'll be fine soon, thank you for your concern, Master."

　A smile appeared on Peach Girl's face. She moved closer to Qilin, placed the food from the plate in front of her, and then helped him clean it up.

　Chapter Seventy-Six: Sister, Hang in there!

　The campfire is burning.

　He was chewing on dry bread crumbs. One of the swordsmen's arms was injured, wrapped in several bandages, and traces of blood could still be seen.

　After entering the region of Letania, they encountered several bandit groups. Most of the bandits were ordinary vagrants or civilians who came to rob them with a few hammers and shields. However, there were two bandit groups that were plate-armored bandits wearing metal armor, which were quite difficult to kill. They also carried many Originium Arts devices that Therese had never seen before, which greatly increased the probability of Therese and her companions getting injured.

　Quesatushta told her that those devices, called spellcasting units, were artifacts developed in recent years. They contained some common Originium arts, so anyone with a little knowledge of magic could use them and easily turn a hundred or so novice sorcerer apprentices into a powerful sorcerer legion.