Above The Sky
Chapter 627 - 627 595 I am a Seeker of Truth 5300_2

627: Chapter 595: I am a Seeker of Truth (5300)_2 627: Chapter 595: I am a Seeker of Truth (5300)_2 [But the problem is…

it’s still not enough.]

[The energy from volcanoes and the ionosphere is too little.

Perhaps it could barely maintain before the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, but now it’s not sufficient.]

[To really have enough energy, ample energy for the eternal existence of the soul, it’s non-existent on Terra.

Instead, it’s above…

around the sun.

If there’s a corresponding area in the Domain of Void around the sun, maybe that kind of environment could truly exist.]

[I also somewhat understand why in ancient mythology, the dwelling of the Heavenly Father, the hall named Sun Palace, also has another name: ‘Afterlife Heaven’ and ‘Land of Rest.’]

[Of course, another rather amusing fact is that the human body itself is actually the best abode for the soul…

After all, the human body is a stable entity that draws energy to maintain its own existence, a negentropic system.

It’s just a pity that the lifespan of the human body is too short, not as enduring as the natural environment.]

[It might sound like nonsense, but in reality, by slightly adjusting the resonant frequency of the soul, it is entirely possible to fit dozens or even more souls into one body.]

[The difficulty lies here—how do you adjust a soul?

This thing can’t be mass-produced, so even though it’s theoretically possible, I had no intention of conducting experiments.

The lives of volunteers are very precious, even if they are corpses.

We must respect all teachers.]

[My research was a great success.

Although the hypothesis was bizarre and such an environment was nonexistent on Terra, the Duke was very excited and unexpectedly promoted me to deputy director.

He put me in charge of a core project’s crucial technology at the Central Secret Laboratory in the Avak region.]

[The name of this technology is very strange…’Deceased Monarch’…

Why would they name it such an unlucky name?]

[I was apprehensive but still declined because I knew that my experience was far from sufficient.

In less than ten years, I became deputy director.

I would certainly be ostracized by my colleagues.

Let me start as a researcher in the Central Research Laboratory first, and after I produce some results, then consider promoting me.]

[The Duke was a bit unhappy as his kindness had been rejected, but he also understood my thoughts.]

[Regardless, I was extremely excited—after all these years, I had finally proved myself to the Duke and to everyone.]

[But I never imagined that this was the beginning of a nightmare.]

[It turns out…]

[My research had become reality through such a method.]

Ian’s view flashed through a man’s life.

As a child, he watched his mother working hard, her back aching from fatigue, poring over ledgers under candlelight, just to let him study without worries.

He felt a surge of guilt, gratitude, and ambition.

As an adult, he understood the insurmountable barriers of social class, moved cautiously through the academy, ignoring the disdain and obstacles from teachers and classmates, leveling his mind, and polishing his foundation with earnestness.

After leaving the academy, he was valued by the Duke of Solin, feeling the gratitude and joy of meeting someone who truly respected him for the first time.

Then came years of learning, researching, experimenting, wracking his brain to overcome difficulties, finally producing results that were either satisfying or not.

The man considered his life smooth sailing.

Although he was an unrecognized illegitimate son with a hard childhood and repressed growth, he always harbored an inexplicable optimism in his heart.

—His father didn’t inform the Elder of his existence, and he was able to grow up alive.

—His mother struggled to put him through school, which he repaid with excellent academic performance.

—The difficulties, malice, and deceit from teachers and classmates, were just that—nothing more, and they didn’t prevent the Duke from taking notice of him.

—Even those extremely complicated, extremely difficult studies, he led his team to tackle and resolve them, and there wasn’t anything that couldn’t be researched.

He was a genius—with support, help, and favorable opinions, wherever he applied for research funding, he got as much as he needed.

Wasn’t this life smooth sailing?

He had always viewed the entire world with such an optimistic and positive attitude.

But now…

Ian sensed an extreme fear and bewilderment drifting through these emotions.

[Why is the Duke conducting research in collaboration with the Spirit Wisdom Institute and Fiery Flame Land?

The Spirit Wisdom Institute is fine, but isn’t Fiery Flame Land our enemy?

Even I, who has been in the research institute for these years, know that the unrest in The Grand Duchy is because of Fiery Flame Land.]

[Why would they treat volunteers this way?

Not volunteers, but purchased test subjects?

But aren’t these people refugees from the northwest…

They are the same as us, displaced from their homelands due to war?]

[I even saw an elderly woman as old as my mother appear here…

Her body was covered with pustules and blisters…

Ugh…]

[Those from the Spirit Wisdom Institute said she volunteered because she contracted a serious illness.

In order not to burden her children, she volunteered to come here, seeking a cure…

If it were only so, I might be somewhat at ease.]

[But those bastards from the Spirit Wisdom Institute laughed and told me that these viruses were actually ‘accidentally’ released by them, to observe how the virus’s infectiousness and lethality would precisely strike people of a certain age in a normal village.]

[They said that the virus could precisely kill people over fifty years old, those who are beginning to show signs of aging.

They are a nation’s backbone, a collective with experience and wisdom.

If they were to wage an unscrupulous, all-out war, they would not hesitate to use such weapons against the enemy.]