Accompanied by the flash of arcane sparks, Carmire turned around and quietly stared at the nearly a thousand seats in the hall, as well as the nine hundred and seventy-two former colleagues who had fallen into lingering on it.

"A thousand years ago... A thousand years ago, I was one of the chief researchers of the Imperial Royal Magicians. A secret order issued by His Majesty himself transferred me from the capital to this fortress on the northern border. When I first saw it, I was as surprised as you are now.

"The Empire secretly built this facility, and this plan had already begun one thousand and two hundred years ago. Yes, as you said just now, we realized the approaching of the demon tide for a long time and were always looking for a solution. This is a huge and secret plan, and the royal family and the entire magic troupe are involved, but there are very few people who really know the whole picture of the plan. Even as the chief researcher of the Royal Magic troupe, I can only know the links I am responsible for in this plan.

“My task is to analyze the power of the gods and find ways to combine the genetic factors of the gods with human cells…

"Please don't interrupt me, I know these things sound incredible to you, but it did happen a thousand years ago.

"When I came to this fortress, the plan had been in operation for two hundred years. We found the exact location of the "Fallen White Star". It was not in the present world, but needed to pass through the shadow world and reach the edge of the shadow world. So we built a space gate on the bottom floor of the "Disobedience" fortress. This space gate opened up the barrier between several "boundary layers" with the help of the power of the gods, and the exploration team brought back the flesh and blood samples of the God of Nature from there..."

As Kamier said, he raised his arm condensed from arcane energy and pointed to the wall. As a result of a tiny spark jumping, a hidden isolation door suddenly appeared on the wall that was originally integrated. The isolation door slowly opened with the creaking sound of mechanical operation. Kamier slowly drifted towards the door: "Please come with me, I hope you can stay calm no matter what you see."

Gao Wen and Hetty looked at each other and followed Carmair's pace.

"We paid a huge price. Mortals directly contact the flesh and blood of the gods, and even look directly at the flesh and blood, which is enough to be fatal, not to mention extracting energy and genetic factors from it. But we found some things in the shadow world that are "mixed" with the gods. That thing helped us find a way to resist the erosion of divine power... although it was only partially effective."

Following Carmier, Gowen saw the hidden rooms and the secrets that remained in the rooms.

In a laboratory, he saw large pieces of metal and crystal wreckage bound by a complex magic array. The wreckage seemed to be stripped from some larger artificial object. Even though it had been over for many years, they still maintained a new texture.

"Their material..." Gao Wen looked at the metal and crystal fragments with a serious expression, "It seems to be the same as the eternal slab?"

Carmire nodded: "Yes, exactly the same, these things are with the corpses of the gods, and it even seems that they have caused the fall of the gods. However, we do not know the true connection between the eternal slab and these things."

Gao Wen's heart moved. He had already vaguely guessed the truth, but he said nothing.

Kamier walked through the room and continued to float forward: "I don't know the whole picture of the whole plan, but I learned that the power of the gods is the only thing that can resist the demon tide, and the only way to make humans survive the demon tide is to change our life form. After decades of research, the pioneers have found a way to extract energy from the flesh and blood of the gods, and the team I led went further on this basis: injecting the gods' genetic factors into human cells, thereby changing the essence of humans in the basic biological structure.

"Through this method, humans may carry the 'power of gods', even if it is just a slight slight power, it can bring hope to resist the demon tide. In the 'outside' laboratory, I cultivated the first phase of the experimental subject, and I named it 'God'..."

"So that's it..." Gao Wen murmured in a low voice.

Carmire didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"No, it doesn't matter," Gao Wen looked at the ancient magic spirit, "and what? The gods succeeded?"

"In the end, we created a stable genetic factor that can safely bind with human cells and be passed on from generation to generation. Humans carrying genetic factors will not die of malignant mutations like the first phase of the "Shen Yan". Instead, they can undergo beneficial rapid mutations when the demon tide arrives, mutations before the body dies, and adapt to the new environment in the demon tide... in theory."

Carmier took Gao Wen and his party to the next room. Here, they saw neatly arranged culture containers. The culture containers were well preserved. In the translucent biomass solution, human samples from different periods were soaked. The initial samples were swollen all over their bodies and huge corpses with distorted crystals spreading on the body. But the more they went on, the more stable the situation of these samples, they were almost a healthy human in the final container.

"You said that's the case in theory?" Gao Wen looked at Carmier floating in front of him, and a vague guess came to his mind, "You haven't tested it?"

"Can't be tested," Carmier stopped, "All the information about the Demon Tide can only be simulated. We use the Deep Blue Well to simulate, but what the real Demon Tide looks like... Perhaps only the gods know, but we disobey the gods."

After saying this, the ancient magic spirit led everyone to continue walking forward. Gao Wen noticed that they were heading towards the higher level: this facility still has the third level.

"After the final evil spirit is completed, the mission of this facility is over. The personnel are evacuated, and the data and samples are sent back to the imperial capital, but not everyone has evacuated," Kamair's voice echoed in the empty corridor, as empty as the dead. "We are not sure whether the evil spirits can really fight the demon tide, nor whether there will be new disasters to destroy humanity, so a group of people were chosen to be the 'seed'. The seeds are sealed in the deepest part of this facility, sealed in a different space isolated from the present world. If the 'outside world' is really destroyed, then we at least leave a last glimmer of hope for humanity."

"That's what we saw in the hall..." Hetty murmured to himself, then raised his voice, "Are you planning to rebuild human society on hundreds of people?"

"No, we have more than a few hundred people," Carmier seemed to smile, but all his expressions were mixed in the chaotic and hazy arcane spark. He stopped in front of a gate at the end of the corridor. "Behind this door is a stagnant hall, which originally had sixty thousand people."

"Sixty thousand?" Hetty widened his eyes, but then he realized the key point in Carmier's words, "You said...origin?"

"Yes, originally."

Carmire opened the door, and as the heavy and ancient isolation door slowly opened, the scene in the static hall was before everyone's eyes.

Everyone lost their words in shock.

Behind the door is a fragmented space, there is no stagnant hall at all, nor 60,000 "seeds" of rebuilding civilization. A kind of crazy darkness enveloped the outside. Huge space cracks and violent energy turbulences rage in the distance. Only gravel floating in the air, broken wreckage and chaotic shadows are floating in the air. A small piece of ground and several torn walls, the dome is the only trace of the stagnant hall.

It was as if a wild storm had hit the place, completely tearing the stagnant hall and swallowing it up.

This is a desperate scene, but Carmier had calmly accepted this fact many years ago. He just quietly closed the gates and took everyone in another direction, and slowly said what happened that year: "We made a fatal mistake... Even if we hide here, we can't escape the demon tide.

"The demon tide attacked the shelter and caused a chain reaction of space collapse. Except for a small number of facilities that were preserved, everything was destroyed by energy tides and space storms. Sixty thousand people disappeared silently, and only the "Watchmen" located in the center of the facility were alive.

"The watchman is the guardian who is voluntarily left behind. We sleep in a smaller stagnant hall, and wake up every twenty years to check the situation of the stagnant hall and receive the latest news from the communication hall. We sleep again and again, and watch sixty thousand people lying in the stagnant hall without consciously, and the communication hall is news of everything in the empire.

"You can't imagine what it feels like... In the 100th year of the facility being closed, the last person we knew in the outside world passed away. In the 160th year, the demon tide had not yet happened, and the empire was still prosperous. We even began to doubt the necessity and significance of this plan. Perhaps the demon tide would not come at all. Our more than 900 volunteers and 60,000 "seeds" were just worried about a ridiculous prophecy of the end of the day and spent all our lives for this illusory panic of the end of the day. But we still faithfully carried out the orders and fulfilled the oath made that year. In the 240th year of the facility being closed, some people could not hold on anymore. We broke out on a small scale internal conflict. Some people were preparing to open the door from inside, but in the end, the great magician Wigma controlled the situation, and then..."

Carmire was silent for a long time before his voice sounded in a low voice: "We woke up in a harsh alarm, received information about the fortress being severely damaged in a mess, and in the communication hall we saw the last message from His Majesty the Emperor, the necessity and significance of this plan were finally confirmed, but nothing had developed as we expected.

"The stagnant hall was destroyed, and two-thirds of the structure of the entire facility disappeared in the storm. The magicians leading to the present world were closed due to the influence of the demon tide. Even if the magic gate was not closed, we could not leave the world outside here and could no longer survive. The only thing that can allow us to survive is this cone land.

"We went through chaos, despair, hysteria and even violent conflict, but in the end, we decided to survive."
Chapter completed!