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Chapter 608 - 608 461 Rosen I Dont Eat Beef _2

Chapter 608: Chapter 461 Rosen: I Don’t Eat Beef! _2 Chapter 608: Chapter 461 Rosen: I Don’t Eat Beef! _2 And this recall directive,

seemed to be related to the completion of the manufacturing of a certain prop within the company…

In the description of this prop, Rosen used terms such as “super-specification,” “theoretical transcendence,” and “beyond cognition,” claiming that with it, human nature would truly become the subject…

Unfortunately, because of the mission at hand, Rosen didn’t go back and didn’t know much.

“For the love of god, at least tell me what this so-called ‘super-specification prop’ is used for, specifically what it does? At the very least give me a specific name…”

Colin scratched his head in frustration.

He realized that this matter might very well be related to the current status of the world.

The birth of a super-specification prop…

The recall of most Firebearers…

Combining the current situation, Colin wondered if the timeline had been reversed?

This possibility was not low because some high-level props were clearly manufactured a long time ago, yet some of the notes and memo-like things on them were from more recent times.

Not to mention that the “Za Warudo” thing shouldn’t have existed a few hundred years ago.

“Could it be that the world today has already been through a time reversal, once or even multiple times?”

Holding the notebook, Colin thought about it and felt it was possible, but not entirely so.

Because if it was just time reversal, why do things like “World Code” still exist without having been reversed as well?

There were many complexities…

After a bout of brainstorming, Colin shook his head and stopped thinking further.

When his own authority increases later, and he has the chance to meet “Lady Bunny,” he’ll ask her directly.

Then, Colin continued to look through the notebook, but there were no significant updates afterward. The notebook stopped at “World Code-13,” without even a mention of “World Code-4,” let alone the last three.

“What a pity.”

Colin initially guessed that this notebook was probably given as a gift to someone here by the other party.

Beside him, a palm propping up a cheek, ice-blue eyes quietly watched Colin until he flipped through the pages and closed the notebook, then Shana finally asked with a hint of curiosity:

“Can you tell me, what stories are in there?”

Upon hearing this, Colin didn’t hold back and shared what he knew with her.

This notebook, in a sense, was indeed like an adventure log as the name implied, except within this adventure log, there were many hidden things, a bit like in a diary.

More than the secrets, what interested Shana more were the scenes of different worlds described within.

“Mr. Colin, does your world really have a sun?” Shana asked curiously.

In the various legends of “World Code-13,” the sun was something that hung in the sky, selflessly bestowing warmth and heat…

And it seemed to have actually existed.

But now, hardly anyone knows what it really looks like anymore.

“There is one, but it’s not that magical a thing…”

Having seen it from childhood, Colin found it hard to yearn to see the sun.

It’s just a star after all, you see them everywhere you look…

But… this thought seemed a bit too insensitive?

To know that here, some extreme entities, like “Human Patchwork Monster,” have a pathological adoration for the “sun.”

If given the chance to escape to Earth, Colin estimated it would give anything.

“How nice that would be.”

Shana sighed softly, a glint of hope flashing in her eyes.

After explaining more about the contents of the “adventure log” and teaching Shana some of the written words, Colin handed the notebook back to her.

“Oh, and this thing for you, the coordinates before ‘Hunger.’

Shana seemed to be thinking of something, extended her hand, and light gathered in her palm, coalescing into a sphere of light with mysterious patterns flowing within it, which seemed to store a lot of information.

However, just as Colin was about to reach out and take it, he saw the mission completion regarding “Hunger’s” positioning on his retina display.

Then he was asked if he wished to submit it…

“Yes.”

Making his choice, Colin then saw an invisible vortex appear, sweeping away the sphere of light.

Then a new mission followed in his mind.

[Proceed to the designated area of the “Black Mountains,” light a temporary bonfire, and release coordinates…]

Note: This mission will start the next time you enter “World Code-13,” and the duration will be seven days.

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“Ten or so days, is ‘Lady Rabbit’ getting ready to take action against another ‘Hunger’?”

Colin pondered thoughtfully, faintly sensing that the mission pointed towards a not-so-near address.

He asked Shana about the “Black Mountains.”

Learning that the place was not too far, theoretically, it could be a few thousand kilometers away…

After some thought, Colin figured this mission could be outsourced to “Life Mentor Adorable” and others, allowing them to reach the vicinity through the “King of Madness.”

“Anyway, it’s just a mission to anchor coordinates and plant a flag, there shouldn’t be any big problems.”

Colin took another look at the mission details, recalling how employees had complained that despite his impressive D Level status, why was it that since coming here, he had been relegated to farming and dealing with people’s excretory issues every day?

Now, he decided to give his subordinates something more challenging to do…

After all, most of them had chances of revival.

It was after this discussion ended that Shana suddenly spoke up, “Mr. Colin, could you watch over my body here for me?”

“Watch over your body?” Colin was taken aback, wondering how he was supposed to do that.

“Yes, I would like to sleep for a bit, and it might be quite a deep sleep…” Shana said, a bit embarrassed.

“Sleep? And here I was thinking it was something serious. Go ahead and sleep, I’ll keep watch.”

Colin waved his hand, indicating it was no big deal, and found her a small room in the church where Little Red usually slept.

Logically speaking, a Saintess at her level could count as resting as long as she wasn’t fighting.

Since she was going to sleep, it probably wasn’t ordinary sleep.

“Thank you…”

Shana showed her gratitude.

Then, she closed the wooden door, and a gentle glow appeared around her, sealing the room and starting some personal protection measures, ensuring that if an accident occurred, she could instantly detonate her overlaid clones and force herself to wake up…

Shana entered “sleep.”

Her consciousness kept sinking, and before long, the pitch-black dreamscape was filled with clouds emitting a soft white light.

Traversing through these clouds, Shana “saw” a circular archway.

It was just before reaching the archway that a slightly melancholic song and melody reached her ears.

In the past, she couldn’t understand it, but now she was beginning to grasp its meaning…

“There’s a voice coming from the most beautiful faraway place, bearing dew at dawn. The brilliant prospects are captivating, and I’m overjoyed and jubilant, just like in my childhood…”

Humming the tune, Shana strolled along the clouds, continuing forward.

Time passed by…

In the clouds, she followed the guidance and passed through many doors, eventually reaching an area filled with numerous large and small white orbs.

These orbs were covered with mysterious and ornate patterns, surrounded by fairy-like points of light.

Shana looked intently and information related to them surfaced in her mind.

Within the legacy of the Saints, they were referred to as “Angel’s Horns,” each orb representing a “Horn.”

“When the ‘Heaven’s Melody’ plays, white light shall fall upon the earth, enveloping all things, the stars will tremble for it, the earth will quake, all voices will be silenced, everything will return to its most essential state, all will fade away…”

These words, almost prophetic, flashed through Shana’s mind.

This was the description of what would happen when the “Angel’s Horns” were played—

Why did the Gods hold them in such esteem?

Because of this thing.

Each generation of Saints had the power to wield it, their ultimate trump card.

And the cost of using it once was not small; so far, there hadn’t been many accounts of someone surviving the ordeal.

Everyone who used it disappeared without a trace afterward, along with the enemy, shrouded in mystery…

Moreover, its power wasn’t as exaggerated as stated, activating it once wouldn’t resolve all enemies; otherwise, there wouldn’t have been a need for the sacrifice of three generations of Saints to finally defeat that “Great Will” cultivated by the “Holy Light Court.”

In thought, Shana noticed that the orb she could use this time seemed to have grown larger.

She walked step by step until she stopped in front of a ten-meter-tall large orb.

At the base of this orb, filled with various mystical patterns, she saw a string of numbers and characters…

“1000000000t.tnt”

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