Huh? Are they all real?...

"Would you like me to show you around this base?"

“Of course, Mr. Worth.”

The old man immediately began to recount everything he knew:

"This base is called Mysterious Island. Isn't that strange, Your Majesty? After all, this place is deep inland and has absolutely no connection with islands. But there is actually a reason why it is called Mysterious Island."

"Not because of its geographical location, but because of the significance of what it preserves to us."

"Because back then, it was the only place we could rely on regarding the occult. It was like a shipwreck survivor suddenly seeing an isolated island!"

At this point, the old man kept everyone in suspense and said:

Do you know how long ago this base was built?

After recalling the dates mentioned in the diary, Moen said:

"It should have been built around the time you started exploring the contaminated areas of Greenland, right? That is, around 89 AD?"

The old man shook his head and said:

"No, much earlier than that, because this base was first built in 2105 of the old calendar."

"2105 in the old calendar? I remember you established the United People's Federation and started using the new calendar in 2206 in the old calendar, and now it's 167 in the new calendar, so it's been almost three hundred years?"

“Yes, Your Majesty, it has been almost three hundred years. For a supreme being like you, three hundred years may be nothing. But for us, it spans more than a dozen generations.”

Upon hearing this, Moen, realizing something, said in surprise:

"You discovered traces of the extraordinary hundreds of years ago? And that's why you built this base?"

The old man shook his head and said:

“Your Majesty, we confirmed the existence of the extraordinary several hundred years ago, but we don’t know the exact time when we discovered traces of the extraordinary, because we have no way of confirming whether the records left by our predecessors in the ignorant Middle Ages were due to ignorance or because they had seen the true extraordinary.”

It's not something that's too surprising.

But this was something Moen hadn't expected.

He always felt that the extraordinary traces here probably only began to appear around the time of the great war.

Looking back now, it seems that was quite early.

As they were talking, the old man walked to the titanium alloy wall next to him for some reason and hesitated briefly while looking at the wallpaper on it.

“This wallpaper has been here for almost three hundred years. To be honest, I really don’t want to damage it, but Your Majesty, this way you should be able to see what happened.”

After saying this, the old man tore down the wallpaper hanging in front of the wall.

What was revealed was something that left Moen utterly astonished—a sacred text!

The Primal Holy Scripture written in the ancient Elven script!

"In the past, we were completely unable to decipher these exquisite and seemingly mysterious characters."

"Both we and the old United States, which left this base, have sought out the most famous linguists, but none of them have been able to translate a single word."

"But the only thing we're certain of is that it's precisely because this place is covered in these mysterious characters that it's the only place that can preserve that thing!"

As the old man spoke, he carefully tidied up the wallpaper, which was an antique of great historical significance.

"And now, with the barrier between the two worlds broken, we finally understand what these words are: they are the ancient Elven script!"

"Even so, the translation work was severely hampered, because with the departure of the Eternal King, the elves abolished all culture related to him, including writing, in order to commemorate that king."

At this point, another person couldn't help but interject:

"When I first heard about this, I was truly stunned. I simply couldn't imagine what kind of being could cause a mature and powerful civilization to voluntarily abandon all the culture associated with it simply because of its own departure."

The old man glanced at the other person and nodded, saying:

"That's why it's even harder for us, who already have so many limitations, to understand what's written here. But since you're here, you should know what it says, right?"

After nodding, Moen walked up to the old man who had already folded the wallpaper and looked at the ancient characters engraved on the titanium alloy wall.

"This is the original sacred text. And it is not a modified version, nor one of the common versions that have been passed down, but the first version! It is the original sacred text compiled by the firstborn sons to proclaim the original."

Moen recalled that he had once considered getting involved, because it sounded interesting.

But after taking one look, Moen immediately gave up, because the holy book they were compiling was so thick that it was almost taller than Moen when he stood up!

Therefore, the creation of this holy book had nothing to do with him.

However, Moen remembered that Prophet Helios was the most active and dedicated person in compiling the Bible.

Another member of the council of ten behind the old man asked curiously:

"I've heard that none of the versions of the Primal Scriptures have ever been recognized by the Primal One, so is this the only one that has been recognized by the Primal One?"

At this point, he became even more delighted and said:

"So this is where TS001 can be located? Because this is where it is."

Before he could continue, Moen interrupted him, saying:

"No, even this version of the primordial scriptures has never been acknowledged by the Primordial One. In fact, the Primordial One has never acknowledged any texts that praise or proclaim Him."

"What? But didn't you say this was a sacred text compiled by the firstborn sons for the primordial being? The primordial being doesn't even acknowledge the gifts of the firstborn sons?"

This astonished question...

Having roughly figured out why, Moen awkwardly averted his gaze and said:

"I think so."

Perhaps he should have participated back then, at least by signing his name or something.

But isn't that because he didn't want to take credit for their hard work?

Moen hates it most when completely unrelated people are credited with someone else's achievements.

But now that I think about it carefully, perhaps I made a mistake.

After all, Moen remembered how happy his eldest sons were when they completed the Holy Scripture, just as they were when they saw the Perfect City.

Thinking of this, Moen could only console himself in his heart:

'At least when the Primal City was destroyed, Prophet and his companions weren't forced to kneel outside and watch, clutching their sacred texts.'

But the more Moen thought about it, the more he felt that he should have been involved back then.

"So do you know what's written on it?"

Moen then came to his senses and glanced at the inscription:

"This is the primordial holy scripture."

and many more!

Isn't the number 666 appearing a bit too frequently?

Moen suddenly noticed a problem he hadn't paid attention to before.

This is 6,660 meters underground.

Thinking of this, Moen asked the old man:

"Mr. Voss, may I ask what the number 666 means here?"

666 is a demonic number over there, and also a sacred number of the abyss.

But what could the abyss possibly have to do with this place?

Is it related to me? That's even more wrong, I have nothing to do with the Abyss!

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, we don't know either. After all, we didn't build this place; we are merely its successors."

"So, have you discovered anything over the years?"

Moen still didn't want to give up.

The old man shook his head again and said:

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, we have not found anything."

They also wondered what it meant that the old United States, with its immature technology, had gone to such great lengths and even dared to dig to this depth.

Unfortunately, they found this place only because of a few words recorded on a damaged terminal.

There is even less other information available.

"So how did you find this place?"

"Because in our attempt to reclaim a past civilization, we found a damaged terminal in a safe in the old United States Presidential Office, which contained fragments of information about this place."

"According to our analysis, the person who left that terminal should be the last president of the old United States. That is, the first person to launch a nuclear missile and start a war."

"The terminal says—'May the legacy we leave behind protect our descendants from the forces of darkness.' Then it says, 'These are the coordinates.'"

The old man was a participant back then, so he has vivid memories of it:

"We found this place by following the coordinates on the terminal, and then we discovered that even after so many years, this base still maintains its original functions and seems to have been intentionally left with some data that we can use later."

"But nothing else was left behind."

Moen looked at the old man and said:

"You mean, this place was deliberately left here for future generations?"

And this sounds like something out of a war caused by supernatural beings?

The old man nodded and said:

"Yes, Your Majesty, otherwise there would be no reason for the old United States to abandon such a perfect underground bunker during the war."

"You could even say they went to extremes, to the point that when we arrived, the place was so clean it looked like no one had ever been there."

Things are getting more and more confusing!

Moen couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

I thought that coming here would allow me to learn more, but unexpectedly, while I did learn more, I also learned more I didn't know.

With a sigh in his heart, Moen turned and asked:

"So, you were able to secure that unique piece in Greenland because of this?"

The old man made no attempt to hide anything, saying:

"Yes, Your Majesty, after discovering that there were things in the Greenland contaminated area that were beyond our understanding, we made countless attempts, and finally, following the information left here, after paying a great price, we finally placed TS001 here!"

"That is, behind that door!"

The old man pointed.

Moen saw the heavy, closed steel door.

The old man's voice rang out at just the right moment:

"The sixteen-meter-high, six-meter-thick alloy gate can withstand any attack we can currently muster."

"But to be honest, more than what we can see, the first thing we all felt when we saw this door was the inscription on it that was the real protection."

"There is no reason for it; people just think that way because they see it, and everyone thinks that way."

The other one of the three glanced at the inscriptions in front of them and said:

"Furthermore, according to our research, we discovered that what's engraved there is exactly the same as what's on this wall. So, Your Majesty, this..."

Normally, in this situation, shouldn't the opening or the final chapter be engraved on it?

But the result was

Upon hearing this, Moen immediately stepped forward.

He carefully examined the ancient inscriptions engraved on the heavy door.

Yes, that's it.

Moen also gave an affirmative answer.

The old man asked, "Your Majesty, can you tell us what this says?"

Moen glanced at the old man and said directly:

"He did good deeds, and people praised him. He died, and people mourned him."

"The people's grief was so real and heartfelt that the great mother heard their cries."