Ark, they don't revolve around you

"Nothing, just a fragment of memory, which my master gave to me before he left me. And you - you are also my master, but you are not in good condition and have lost some of your memories. I think I need to help you."

Zhuang Ning was silent for a while, then nodded: "Thank you."

He gazed at the ocean: "Wolf Mother, I have a question."

"If this place really holds everything, then I should be able to access my own memories from this piece of consciousness, right?"

"In theory, you can, but I don't recommend it. The order of this inland sea has been disrupted, and the seeds you call evil spirits are already lurking in the dark." The wolf mother said quietly.

"So that's why you continue to guard this place. The myth says that you can't bear the worries of your children, but in the end, you are protecting this Terra?" Zhuang Ning lowered his eyes and thought of Sami's Anma.

In fact, the Beast Master is the freest being in this world and has absolutely no obligation to protect civilization.

"Is this the sense of mission at work?" The wolf mother sighed softly, "I don't know what happened to you, but you are not in a good condition, Master. You have the breath of evil."

"The devil? I devoured him."

Shock was evident on the wolf mother's face. "This is impossible. No living being has ever been able to control such a huge fragment."

"Yes." Zhuang Ning's tone was calm, with a hint of doubt hidden in it, "I'm wondering why, too."

Although this world is very idealistic and even has a system, isn't it crazy that someone can really control the power in his body?

At least Zhuang Ning has never had a similar case - except for himself.

From the time he took in the fragments until now, Zhuang Ning has been making sure of his sanity every day, fearing that something might suddenly change.

But in fact he was alive and well, and even recovered some of his memories about Priss, and looked radiant.

"This is what makes you special." The wolf mother said faintly, "My master, do you have any other request?"

Zhuang Ning was silent again. He knew that the wolf mother really wanted to do something for him, but he didn't seem to need it.

"Please help me keep an eye on Syracuse, thank you." In the end, Zhuang Ning just reached out his hand and gently stroked the wolf mother's fur, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Do not."

The wolf mother finally opened her mouth and revealed a faint smile, "I am very happy to meet a human being in this era, and that human being is one of my masters."

"At your service, Dr. Jonning."

Zhuang Ning opened his eyes, the rain gradually subsided, and he returned to reality.

Zhuang Ning opened the watch anxiously and found that not much time had passed.

The flow of time and space in the Consciousness Empire was very strange. Zhuang Ning hesitated for a moment and made a phone call.

"Take me to the Rhodes Island office, immediately."

……

……

Rhodes's office in Volsiny remains in the suburb.

As a company that mainly engages in the treatment of infected people, it is conceivable that the headquarters cannot be opened in the center.

Even though Syracuse did not openly reject the infected, most people still had reservations about the patients.

There's nothing ugly about this; it's our genes; seeking benefits and avoiding harm is the nature of every living thing, even the tiniest cells.

That being said, the Syracuse office is much more gorgeous than other places.

Zhuang Ning passed the security check and walked into the underground area which was blocked by layers of barriers.

In the center modeled after PRTs, the computer started up silently, and a faint blue fluorescent light was cast, illuminating Priss's face.

This is an AI created to assist Zhuang Ning, and it can easily hack into any network in Volsini.

Zhuang Ning is aware of setting up the same thing in all offices in Terra, but unfortunately this is just an idea.

Because they are not connected to the Internet, the underlying logic of each AI is the same, but they cannot share information and have to use the most primitive method.

Of course, none of this matters at this moment.

At least looking at Precious, Zhuang Ning felt a little relieved even though he knew it was just an AI that simulated a personality.

"What's wrong, Doctor?" Precious blinked.

"Pureseth, there is no information about Originium in your memory bank?"

Ai seemed to understand something: "You finally remembered something, Doctor."

"But unfortunately, you can't get any information about Originium from me. These things cannot be preserved. The fewer people who know about it, the better."

"Can't you?"

"It's not that I can't, it's that I don't know."

"...Okay, then the second question is, why did I lose my memory?" Zhuang Ning's voice became heavier. "I shouldn't have lost my memory. I didn't suffer a serious head injury, and there shouldn't be a program in the sarcophagus that can delete my memory."

"Perhaps the long sleep has caused some problems in your brain."

"Don't joke. Kal'tsit has checked it, and so have I. My brain is fine." Zhuang Ning looked at her in silence and shook his head helplessly. "Forget it, it seems you don't want to talk about it."

"Then let's move on to the third question. Why can't I use Originium techniques?"

"Isn't this natural? Doctor, your body rejects Originium. That's why you can extract a drug that suppresses Originium from your serum."

Zhuang Ning sighed, "Prts, you're wrong. I'm not troubled by Originium, but I don't reject it."

Or even the opposite.

From the first time I saw Originium, I had a vague feeling.

Hostility and closeness. This is a demonic creation, but it carries the ark of progress.

He was the top graduate student in Originium on Terra, and even Kal'tsit was far from being on par with him. However, he could not understand the Originium skills that those people talked about, and could not learn them no matter how they called on him.

And in that memory, Priseth drove the Originium as if he were using his own hands.

This is not right!

In fact, there were many things wrong with him. For example, the point at which he recovered his memory happened to be when he came into contact with the fragments of the evil spirit.

As a human being, Zhuang Ning did not show any rejection reaction after accommodating the evil demon fragments. He even wondered if his body was too strange.

Also, most of the time this thing has no presence, it is just a system for issuing tasks and completing tasks.

But there is no doubt that it was this damn thing that allowed him to travel through time and space, and it can also transform his own body.

Zhuang Ning exhaled lightly and murmured, "They are all problems."

Precious walked closer to Zhuang Ning: "It's not that I don't want to answer your questions, but I really don't know, Doctor, everything you said was hidden by the real 'Precious', about the Originium, about the Observer, and about the extraterrestrial visitors."

"Why did she do this?"

"Doctor, have you read a book about being the Lord of Mysteries? Do you remember there was a villain named Adam in it?"

"Don't you think the jump is a bit too big? There really is a pair of hands behind me that can arrange my so-called destiny, right?"

"No, fate cannot be observed, but the monster called Adam has a power that whatever he says will be known."

Zhuang Ning's mind was startled: "Everything that is said must be known?"

"Originium, demons, and many more things all fall into this category. Knowledge itself is contaminated." Precious whispered seriously, "Your amnesia is not an accident. It may be caused by your own actions."

"You mean, I deleted my own memory because I felt I knew too much?"

"Just a guess."

So it was me who caused my amnesia? Zhuang Ning was silent.

"It's ridiculous to think so." He said, not realizing that the corners of his mouth were grinning. "Forget it, it doesn't matter to me. I said, my only goal is to go home."

Zhuang Ning suddenly had more source stones in his hands.

After several polishing processes, it is as beautiful as a work of art.

However, he crushed it into dust and swallowed it into his mouth.

After coming into contact with - no, returning to that higher-dimensional space within his consciousness, Zhuang Ning gained a deeper grasp of the Originium and the nature of magic - he could finally understand and even use magic!

Zhuang Ning stretched out his hand, and flames slowly gathered and expanded.

"Is this the feeling of using magic?" He put his fingers together and smiled quietly: "I am still just a human being. The temptation to become stronger is hard to resist."

"Precious, even though you said those memories are dangerous, I think I still have to touch them eventually."

"I have a mission to unify Terra. I didn't understand it at first. I just thought that I had to integrate these forces to fight against some invisible enemies." Zhuang Ning took a deep breath, "But I was wrong."

"Unifying Terra is an additional regulation, but I must reclaim the legacy of the previous civilization."

"The laws of Lateran, the crown of Kazdel, the deep sea of ​​Agor - I feel I must take back the fire from them."

When this topic was mentioned, Zhuang Ning's hands trembled.

He knew that he still had to go back to Kazdel and take the crown from the girl.

"Are you afraid?" Precious whispered, "Are you afraid of meeting the girl named Amiya?"

Amiya.

When this name was mentioned, Zhuang Ning's eyes darkened slightly.

The girl who liberated the power of successive demon kings and is still sleeping peacefully.

"I never felt that you were sorry for anyone except Amiya."

Zhuang Ning lowered his eyes. "Theresa shouldn't have given the crown to her in the first place. She's just a little girl."

"But I still have to meet Amiya eventually, and then get some interest back, the authority of the ancient royal court."

Zhuang Ning stroked his chest, as if hiding a burning and surging emotion.

"As for you, Precious, I will find you one day, no matter what you become."

The AI ​​that simulated Priss's personality revealed a faint smile.

The machine, which was essentially made of code, seemed to be extremely relieved at this moment and hugged Zhuang Ning tightly: "I believe in you, Doctor."

Ps: Today's post is a bit short and weak, and these two chapters are boring transition episodes.

However, starting from this chapter, the main plot of the third volume...or to be more precise, the main plot of the third and fourth volumes becomes clear.

Reclaim the legacy of previous civilizations and take back the authority of the royal court.

Control the laws and lead to greater wars.

There is a lot to write, so please allow me to sort out the outline today.

Chapter 8 Arturo (k)

A few days later, the sun rose and its light shone on the earth.

In the square of Syracuse, Lavinia took a deep breath and looked at the loudspeaker she had prepared. There was no one following her.

Almost everyone thought she was very bold and decisive. There were also some young men who were impulsive, but this judge rejected them. She was sure that she was the only one who was needed for this job.

Lavinia held the trumpet high in her hand without hesitation.

"Syracuse doesn't need a family. Facts have proven that we can survive without a family!"

"Only yesterday there was a great change in Volsinia, and a great earthquake in Syracuse."

"The powerful died a violent death. Now, we should fight for a better future with our own hands!"

She had wanted to say these words for a long time. In those stories about justice, Syracuse had always resisted, but everything came to nothing under the tyranny of the family.

Many passers-by stopped their hurried steps and looked towards the center of the square curiously.

Sweat ran down Lavinia's forehead as she thought of Zhuang Ning's face.

She saw that Zhuang Ning did not completely deny the family's plan, but Lavinia thought that the family was an absolute mistake.

Even if I have to go against him, I must expose everything!

As Lavinia continued to output, she really attracted a large crowd of people to watch.

"Now, we no longer have to listen to our family. This corrupt organization should be wiped out in the dust of history."

With this sentence as a turning point, she felt a little nervous and wanted to look everyone in the eye.

Lavinia felt that everyone had suffered for the family for a long time, and now perhaps as long as she raised her arm, everyone would follow.

But the audience was calm, even confused: "Isn't there no family living in Volsini anymore?"