The ruthless strike destroys the flower, a single blow kills, if there’s something else... it’s not impossible. "Mr. Malin, I’ve read many novels from before the Great Destruction Era, and the protagonists usually take at least a thousand words to depict battles to defeat such terrifying monsters, but with you, I feel like it could be finished in no more than a hundred words." Bixiu Five commented in the channel. Malin chuckled and gestured to Sostak No.3 to search the table and see if there were any discoveries. Then Malin walked to the transparent wall and looked at the pitiful lives inside the nursery pod, not knowing how to describe it. Should it be called the unfairness of fate, or say that capital is inherently a man-eating monster? Saying that fate always gives each other a chance, Malin was hopeful, hoping they could find an answer. "By the way, why exactly are we here this time, I think just looking for things feels a bit too forced." Malin said, waiting for the answer. Bei Luo was the first to speak in the channel: "In the last ten years, we’ve been trying to infiltrate the North American region, my secret operation team landed near Oxnard in Los Angeles, and on the Westland side, Jason found the elves, their expedition team landed south of Portsmouth in Washington. Some intelligence recently found from Portsmouth and Los Angeles confirmed that the lower level of Nursery Pod No.19 of Isabella No.7 contains many fertilized eggs, artificially cultivated with psychic parents. We must find them and confirm if they can still be saved." With this, Bei Luo sighed heavily in the channel: "But from how things look now, it’s all too late, Isabella No.7 has clearly mutated." Malin agreed with Bei Luo’s viewpoint while expressing curiosity about Bei Luo and Jason’s strategic foresight. "If humans have Astromancers to confirm the final battle, we mechanical beings also have our ways of confirmation, the clock of destruction is ticking more urgently, which isn’t good. Like Bei Luo, I wish to find out why the Great Destruction happened, so he accepted some severely wounded adventurers, transforming them into semi-mechanical forms and letting them go to North America to search for clues, but my approach was different. I found the elves, told them about the Elf King, the truth of the Great Destruction, and then informed them that North America was the origin of the destruction. They must find the cause of it and see if we really have a chance to prevent this from happening." Jason shook his head at this point: "I met your father afterward, but the elves found much useful information in North America, their sacrifice was not in vain, but it’s also because of their actions in North America that many of them were polluted by Chaos. Due to this, their World Tree had problems, but fortunately, you helped them." "Ordinary elves seem unaware of these things." "Yes, the Elf King knows it all, he and the elven army have always been in charge of operations in North America." "Are there still those Chaos in North America now?" "Gone, at least our search teams have never seen a regimented Chaos Legion." To this, Jason and Bei Luo expressed their doubts in unison. Sostak No.3 found many good things on the table—from keys to the lower level of the nursery pod, to the last piece of speech left by the person in charge in this world, and also a bottle of wine: "Look, wine from 1886, it should be older than the memories of everyone present, really nice." Sostak No.3 lifted a bottle with only a small amount of wine left in it. Malin shook his head: "Throw this garbage away, Sostak." "Okay, I thought you’d really like it." Sostak No.3 tossed the bottle into the trash can. "I don’t like such antiques, besides if you need to take this back, its ultimate destination is still a museum, so that all future people can see how this bottle of wine survived eight millennia and remains in their era." Malin said this, feeling a bit weary. And with a yawn, Malin thought of a question: "By the way, I haven’t slept for half a month." "Mr. Malin, you’re really no longer considered human, a normal human wouldn’t survive without sleep for so long." Bei Luo said in a professional tone. "No, even though not sleeping for half a month, taking a single blow can reduce a mutant machine back to parts, and flying unprotected in space, I’m still a person." Malin patted his chest, declaring confidently. "We believe your nonsense." Echoed unanimously in the channel. Malin felt a bit gloomy. "By the way, Mr. Malin, what about the batteries in these nursery pods?" Sostak No.3 asked while uploading the intelligence he found. "Let’s go to the lower level and then activate the detachment program when leaving, let it move toward the sun... after all, dreams are long, but they ultimately end." At the last part, Malin sighed and turned away from the despairing arrangement. If Isabella No. 7 was right, the batteries she referred to are the students who couldn’t pay their tuition and their descendants, the mutations on them aren’t even caused by Chaos—but by inbreeding. Even the best gene surgery couldn’t completely eliminate these conditions. Thus, dreams are long but finite, even if Malin saved them, these lives couldn’t survive in today’s world, these people are different from the children of the undersea world. Ultimately, I’m limited and can’t save these poor souls. "Found the entrance to the lower level, I’ve mapped the route on your navigation panel, be careful, I’ve confirmed that the lower level of the nursery pod is the Dark Zone." In the channel, Jason delivered very explosive news. Malin scratched his head: "Just those two or three layers are also the Dark Zone?" "Yes, all scans can’t confirm the situation within, which is similar to the condition of the Dark Zone, so to prevent negligence, we should treat it as if it’s a Dark Zone. Mr. Malin, it shouldn’t be a problem for you, but Sostak, you’ll need to open a one-way backdoor for me, in case of mutation, I’ll shut you down." Jason changed the topic abruptly, handing the mic to Sostak No.3. Sostak No.3 responded with a smile: "I’m not yet weak enough to need shutting down to save myself." "You mean because Mr. Malin is by your side, right?" Jason directly pointed out Sostak No.3’s true meaning. Malin smiled and shook his head, listening to the two bickering like children while following the route to a large security door. "I’ve unlocked it, Mr. Malin, just say ’Open Sesame’, and the door will open." Bei Luo said in the channel. Thus Malin said ’Open Sesame’ and the door opened just as Bei Luo had said. "Three, it’s too dangerous down there." At this point, Bixiu Five began to persuade Sostak No.3. His comment made the intelligent machine hesitate for the first time about going down. Malin smiled and patted Sostak No.3’s head: "Don’t worry, I’ll go down myself, you wait outside, I’ll share the visual system with you all, my spell formation strength should be able to penetrate the Dark Zone barriers." Sostak No.3 eventually agreed with Malin’s plan, and indeed, Malin’s sharing spell formation was perfect, even intelligent machines could receive the shared vision, which made Jason comment: "We’re clearly intelligent machines, yet can benefit from spell formation, I’m a bit unsure of how to explain to myself what truly defines materialism." "At this time it’s better to shut up and watch quietly, Jason." Bei Luo’s voice rang in the channel: "Mr. Malin, your sharing spell formation is very clear, please be careful, there’s a corner ahead." "I know." Malin walked past the corner, noticing the flesh on the walls was receding. "Really strange, is there something here preventing the mutation?" Bixiu Five murmured, they had yet to discover anything, but Malin already saw a small Wraith passing at the end of the corridor. Hmm, I knew it wasn’t so easy to resolve it all.