London streets.

In a low-rise building.

The two dark residents who lived here were infected with a stable plague.

Many green compound eyes grow on them, turning them into eyeball slaves of Eugenes. They are responsible for monitoring on the periphery of the building to ensure that the conversations happening here will not leak out.

In the basement compartment attached to this building.

The wall is covered with eyeballs and green mucus, completely isolated from the outside world.

In addition to the "eyeball" feature of Eugenes, its brain is also equivalent to a huge ancient library. A large number of knowledge systems passed down by the ancients are stored in Eugene's brain.

If you want to choose a [think tank] in the current protoplasma, Eugenes can occupy one... However, there is another existence in the protoplasma that surpasses Eugenes at the brain level.

"By observing you, I found that you only seem to use your head. It seems that you don't know the nature of this head... I'm right."

"Yeah." Han Dong is willing to follow, just wanting to know more information from Eugenes.

"Based on my observation of the structure of your tentacles, and your demonstrated strength, I can probably infer the origin of your brain.

But it is only the origin, how it was made, I am afraid that only the old king who is in charge of the project knows. "

"Enough! Mr. Eukins, can you elaborate on it?"

Eugenes reached out and touched his eyeballs, showing a different thinking posture:

"This involves quite old information, even if it is my brain library, there are only some broken pages in the deepest collection.

I can tell you, but I also have a request. "

"You said."

"I hope you can spare some time and come to [Antarctica] with me."

"Antarctica? What are you going to do?"

"The last remains of the ancients are buried deep in the Antarctic, which is also my homeland.

It will probably take you a month or so to delay, after all, there is no portal to reach the South Pole directly.

The place has been completely blocked by the ancients, and we need to rush to it in a basic physical way.

rest assured.

It’s just for you to go over and take a look as a ‘visitor’. Your head involves [gray matter]... even the ancients dare not think of you.

And, I believe you can get more information about your head from them. "

"Row!"

This is not a unilateral transaction.

Han Dong had heard of the term "old man" from Miss Sally.

Eugenes belongs to the [Shugos Class-Advanced Demon] was created by the ancients.

Some alien magic technology also originated from this group of extremely ancient existences... They seemed to belong to a class of extremely high-status scientists among alien monsters.

Since they were all engaged in scientific research, Han Dong himself wanted to get in touch with him. Maybe he could have extra gains, so he agreed.

Seeing Han Dong's promise, Eugenes also began to talk about his own understanding.

"You have the scent of toads. You should have been to [Enkai] or even seen the toad ancestors?"

"Yes."

"In this case, you must have gone deep into the "dreamland" and you should know the meaning of its existence. "

"Um... Considering the catastrophe that led to the destruction of the world, the dream world created by many old kings not only has a dream channel with our world, but also maintains absolute independence.

Once the catastrophe occurs, the destruction of the world cannot be stopped, and the old kings and important living entities will go to the dreamland as a new world.

It is equivalent to a 【World Refuge】. "

"Yes, the term World Refuge is very good.

The technology that you have incorporated in your head is also a ‘refuge’ technology... and it exists before the "Dreamland Project" and is called [Imperial World]. "

"Imprison the world!" Han Dong repeated the sentence in shock.

"I don't have much information in my head about what kind of independent world it is... I only know that this plan was rejected for some reason.

Immediately afterwards, it was replaced by the more complete "Dreamland Project" and completely abandoned.

Those who can touch this kind of worldwide plan are all beings in high positions.

Therefore, when I observed the characteristics of your brain, I was also quite shocked... I didn't expect an abandoned worldwide project to appear in a head in this way.

But such an important head is ‘installed’ on a human body.

I only have so much information about the world of imprisonment, and perhaps the ancients still know some details. "

"Thank you, I have been trying to understand the origin of the head. When will we start?"

"Anytime...you seem to have something to do in London, right?"

"It doesn't matter, if you only go for a month, these things can be pushed a little... just give me a day's rectification events."

Eugenes threw out the information about the origin of the "faceless head". Han Dong's interest has been completely aroused, and he can't wait to go deeper.

"All right, we will meet at the northern gate at this time tomorrow."

"it is good."

Eugenes had no intention of leaving, so he planned to stay in this basement for one night.

Taking into account the foul smell constantly emanating from Eugenes and the gaze from him all the time, Han Dong didn't want to stay with Eugenes overnight.

Moreover, Han Dong still has things to do.

Not to mention swallowing land deeds and finding a priest to get a job, there is still a ‘temporary guest’ living in Han Dong’s mobile land deed.

Moreover, the reason why Han Dong went to the London incident this time was also a mandatory requirement of the guest.

Develop a land lease outside the city.

Han Dong came to the private theater at the bottom of the main house for the first time.

The theater is in a weird state.

As the holder of the land lease, Han Dong did not feel the existence of the yellow robe.

A lot of fog and white tentacles are scattered in the theater.

The tentacles growing on the stage are playing a melody that can affect the soul.

Carefully crossing these tentacles that can hook the soul, Han Dong found a white gift box and a letter on the piano in the center of the stage.

As Han Dong reached out and touched the gift box~lightnovelpub.net~, the mist and white tentacles scattered in the theater were like fluid, and quickly retracted into the gift box.

"Let's take a look at the content of the letter first, maybe there is an explanation of what is in the gift box..."

The disordered text on the letter needs to be sorted and read using the little magic eye.

"Your performance in the London game, I can give you 95 points... You have been my messenger for so long, and there is nothing substantive for you. This gift box will be my personal gift.

I needed to go to the holy city in an urgent matter, so I left first. 』

"Holy City?"

Han Dong's primary focus is on the destination of the yellow robe.

For some reason, my instinct tells Han Dong that the yellow-robed person may not go to Mr. Black and White to ask for the author this trip to the holy city, but something else...

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