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Chapter 1131 - Chapter 1131 Chapter 1130 Origin Issue

Chapter 1131: Chapter 1130: Origin Issue Chapter 1131: Chapter 1130: Origin Issue London Street.

Within a low-rise building.

Two dark denizens who lived here were infected with a stable plague.

On their bodies grew multiple green compound eyes, transformed into the eyeball servants of Eugenes, responsible for surveillance around the building to ensure no conversations here leaked.

In a partitioned section of the building’s basement.

The walls were covered with eyeballs and green slime, completely isolated from the outside world.

In addition to the “eyeball” feature, the brain of Eugenes was also equivalent to a massive ancient library, where a vast knowledge system passed down from the Elders was stored.

If one were to choose a [Braintrust] from the current Element Body, Eugenes would occupy a position… However, there was another in the Element Body whose brain surpassed Eugenes.

“Through observing you, I’ve noticed you only seem to use your head, and yet you don’t seem to know the essence of this head… am I right?”

“Yes.” Han Dong had followed down here wishing to learn more from Eugenes.

“Based on my observation of your tentacle structure and the strength you’ve displayed, I can roughly deduce the origin of your head.

However, that’s just the origin. How it was actually made, I’m afraid only the Old King who was in charge of the project knows.”

“That’s enough! Mr. Eugenes, can you elaborate?”

Eugenes touched his own eyeball, exhibiting a unique thinking pose:

“This involves quite ancient information. Even in my brain library, there are only some remnant pages stored in the deepest part.

I can tell you, but I have a request.”

“Go ahead.”

“I hope you can spare some time to accompany me to the [Antarctic].”

“Antarctic? What for?”

“The last remnants of the Elder Race are buried deep in the Antarctic, which is my homeland as well.

It will probably delay you for about a month, considering there are no portals that directly reach the Antarctic.

It has been thoroughly sealed by the Elders. We will need to travel there via basic physics.

Don’t worry.

You’ll just be visiting to take a look, your head involves [Grey]… even the Elders wouldn’t dare harbor any designs on you.

Moreover, I believe you can obtain more information about your head from them.”

“Okay!”

This was not a one-sided transaction.

Han Dong had heard about the term ‘Elder Race’ from Miss Sally.

The Shoggoth-Class Higher Hetero Demon that Eugenes belonged to was created by the Elder Race.

Some Demon Technology also originated from these extremely ancient beings… they seemed to be a class of highly esteemed scientists among the demons.

Since they were all involved in scientific research, Han Dong was personally eager to engage with them, and he agreed at once, possibly anticipating further gains.

Seeing Han Dong agree, Eugenes began sharing his own knowledge.

“You have a scent of Toad on you; you must have visited N’Kai and even met the Toad Ancestor, right?”

“Yes.”

“Since that’s the case, you must have delved deep into the Dreamlands and should know their purpose.”

“Yes… considering the catastrophic events that lead to the world’s destruction, the Dream world, created jointly by several Old Kings, exists not only with dream pathways connecting to our world but also maintains absolute independence.

Should a disaster occur and the world’s destruction becomes inevitable, the Old Kings and key lifeforms will move to the Dreamlands, serving as the new world.

“It amounts to a ‘World Sanctuary.'”

“Exactly, the term World Sanctuary is very apt.

The technology integrated into your brain is also a ‘sanctuary’ technology… and it existed within the ‘Dreamland Project’ previously, named ‘Imprisoned World.'”

“Imprisoned World!” Han Dong repeated in shock.

“I don’t have much information about what kind of independent world it actually is…. Only that the project was denied for some reason.

It was soon replaced by the more perfected ‘Dreamland Project’ and completely abandoned.

Those who can touch such worldly plans are all high-status entities.

Thus, I was quite shocked when I observed the characteristics of your brain… I didn’t expect an abandoned worldly plan to appear in a head in such a manner.

And such an important head was ‘installed’ in the body of a human.

As for information about the Imprisoned World, that’s all I have; perhaps the Elder Race knows more details.”

“Thank you, I’ve been trying to figure out the origin of the head. When do we set off?”

“We can leave at any time… You still have some matters to attend to in London, right?”

“It’s okay. If it’s only for a month, I can postpone those matters… Just give me one day to organize everything.”

Here in the basement, Eugene divulged information about the origin of the ‘Faceless Skull,’ and Han Dong’s interest was thoroughly piqued, eager to delve deeper.

“Alright, let’s meet at the northern city gate tomorrow at this time.”

“Okay.”

Eugene showed no intention of leaving, planning to stay in the basement overnight.

Considering the incessant foul smell emanating from Eugene and the constant sense of being watched, Han Dong didn’t want to spend the night with Eugene.

Besides, Han Dong had his own matters to attend to.

Not to mention devouring the Land Deed and seeking a position from the Priest, there was a ‘temporary guest’ living inside Han Dong’s Movable Deed.

Moreover, Han Dong’s involvement in the London incident this time was due to this guest’s forceful demand.

Outside the city, he deployed his Land Deed.

Han Dong first went to his private theater in the lower part of the main house.

The theater was in a strange state.

As the holder of the Land Deed, Han Dong didn’t sense the presence of the Yellow Robe Being.

A vast amount of mist and white tentacles spread throughout the theater.

The tentacles growing on the stage were playing a soul-stirring melody.

Carefully crossing these soul-reaching tentacles, Han Dong found a white gift box and a letter on the piano at the center of the stage.

As Han Dong reached out to touch the gift box,

the mist and white tentacles in the theater quickly retracted into the gift box like fluid.

“Let’s look at the letter first; it might explain what’s inside the gift box…”

The chaotic text on the letter required the use of the Little Demon Eye to sort and read.

“In your performance in the London game, I give you a 95… You’ve been my Messenger for so long and I haven’t given you anything substantial; take this gift box as my private gift.

I have urgent matters that require me to go to the Holy City, so I’ll leave first.”

“Holy City?”

Han Dong focused primarily on the destination the Yellow Robe Being was heading to.

For some reason, his intuition told him that the Yellow Robe Being’s trip to the Holy City might not be a visit to Mr. Black White for an author but something else…