Chapter 1131
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A London street.
Inside a certain low-rise building.
The two Dark Dwellers who lived here had been infected by a stable plague.
Many green compound eyes grew on their bodies, turning them into Eugenice's eyeball slaves. They were responsible for monitoring the outside of the building and ensuring that the conversation that took place here wouldn't leak out.
In a basement compartment attached to the building.
The walls were covered with eyeballs and green mucus, completely isolated from the outside world.
In addition to Eugenice's "eyeball" characteristics, his brain was also equivalent to a huge ancient library. A large amount of knowledge passed down by the Ancients was stored in Eugenice's brain.
If one were to choose a "think tank" in the current Body of Origin, Eugenice would be one of them. However, there was another existence in the Body of Origin that surpassed Eugenice in terms of brain.
"Through my observation of you, I discovered that you seem to only know how to use your brain. You don't seem to know the nature of this brain. Am I right?"
"Yes." Han Dong was willing to follow him because he wanted to know more from Eugenice.
"Based on my observation of the structure of your tentacles and the strength you displayed, I can roughly infer the origin of your brain.
However, it's only the origin. As for how it was created, I'm afraid only the former king in charge of this project knows. "
"That's enough! Mr. Eugenice, can you elaborate? "
Eugenice reached out and touched his eyeballs, showing a different posture of contemplation.
"This involves rather ancient information. Even my brain library only has some remnant pages stored in the depths.
I can tell you, but I also have a request. "
"Speak."
"I hope you can spare some time to make a trip to the South Pole with me."
"The South Pole? What for? "
"The last ruins of the Ancients are buried in the depths of the South Pole. That's also my homeland.
It will take you about a month or so. After all, there's no portal that can directly reach the South Pole.
The Ancients have completely sealed off that place. We need to use basic physics to get there.
Don't worry.
I'm only letting you take a look as a Visitor. Your brain involves Gray Matter. Even the Ancients wouldn't dare to do anything to you.
Also, I believe you can get more information about your brain from them. "
"Alright!"
This wasn't a one-sided deal.
Han Dong had heard of the term "The Ancient Ones" from Miss Sally.
The [Shugs-Advanced Mantis Demon] that Eugenice belonged to was created by the Ancients.
Some of the Hybrid Demon technology also originated from this group of ancient existences … they seemed to be scientists with extremely high status among the Hybrid Demons.
Since they were both engaged in scientific research, Han Dong himself also wanted to get in touch with them. Perhaps there would be additional gains, so he agreed without hesitation.
Seeing that Han Dong had agreed, Eugenice began to talk about his own understanding.
"You have the smell of a toad on you. You should have been to Nkei and even seen a Bufo, right?"
"Yes."
"Since that is the case, you must have entered the Dreamlands before and should know the meaning of its existence."
"Hmm … Considering the cataclysm that led to the destruction of the world, the Dream World, which was jointly created by many former kings, has a dream channel with our world while maintaining absolute independence.
Once the cataclysm happened, the destruction of the world could not be stopped. The old king and the important life forms would head to Dreamlands as the new world.
In other words, it is a [World Sanctuary]. "
"That's right, the term 'World Sanctuary' is well used.
The technology in your brain is also a type of 'Sanctuary' technology … and it existed before the Dreamlands Project. It was called [Prison World]. "
"Prison World!" Han Dong repeated out of shock.
"As for what kind of independent world it is, I don't have much information in my brain … I only know that this project was rejected for some reason.
Then it was replaced by the more complete 'Dreamlands Project' and completely abandoned.
To be able to come into contact with this kind of world-wide project, one must be in a high position.
Therefore, when I observed the uniqueness of your brain, I was also quite shocked … I didn't expect an abandoned world-wide project would appear in a skull in such a manner.
And such an important skull was' installed 'in the body of a human.
That's all I know about the Prison World. Perhaps the Ancients might know more about it. "
"Thank you, I have been trying to find a way to understand the origin of the skull. When should we depart?"
"Anytime … You seem to still have something to do in London, right?"
"It's okay. If it's only for a month, these things can be pushed back a little … Just give me a day to reorganize."
Eugenice threw out information about the origin of the "Faceless Skull" here. Han Dong's interest was completely aroused and he couldn't wait to delve deeper.
"Okay, tomorrow at this time, we will meet at the north gate."
"Okay."
Eugenice didn't intend to leave and planned to stay in the basement for a night.
Considering the stench that constantly emitted from Eugenice's body and the constant sense of being stared at, Han Dong didn't want to spend the night with Eugenice.
Moreover, Han Dong still had things to do.
Not to mention the matter of swallowing the land deed and finding a priest to get a position, there was still a 'temporary guest' living in Han Dong's mobile land deed.
Moreover, the reason why Han Dong went deep into London this time was because of this guest's compulsion.
The land deed was opened outside the city.
Han Dong immediately went to the private theater at the bottom of the main house.
The theater was in a strange state.
As the holder of the land deed, Han Dong didn't feel the existence of the yellow-robed man's body.
A large amount of fog and white tentacles filled the theater.
The tentacles that grew on the stage were playing a melody that could affect the soul.
Carefully passing through these tentacles that could hook the soul, Han Dong found a white gift box and a letter on the piano in the center of the stage.
Han Dong reached out to touch the gift box.
The fog and white tentacles that filled the theater quickly retreated into the gift box like liquid.
"Let's look at the contents of the letter first. Maybe there's an explanation of what's in the gift box …"
The unordered text on the letter needed to be read with the little magic eye.
"I can give you 95 points for your performance in the London game … You have been my messenger for so long, and I have nothing substantial to give you. This gift box is my personal gift.
I have an urgent matter to attend to in the Holy City, so I will leave first. "
"The Holy City?"
Han Dong's primary focus was on the destination that the yellow-robed man was about to go.
For some reason, intuition told Han Dong that the yellow-robed man's trip to the Holy City might not be to ask Mr. Black And White for the author, but for something else …
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