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"... Su Qing has returned." Lv Shu whispered.

Su Ming'an looked at Xi Ting: "I'll leave for now and come back later."

Xi Ting assented.

Su Ming'an and Lv Shu left the hall and went to the castle's back garden. Under the verdant ivy, Su Qing stood by the wall wearing a dark red trench coat.

"I sent you to the Red Tower before, what did you find?" Su Ming'an said.

"I checked. There's no one named Hui Bai in the Red Tower Kingdom." Su Qing shrugged. "What's even stranger is that the entire Red Tower Royal Family has never heard of the name 'Su Liujin' either."

Su Ming'an was surprised: "So, in just these four days, no one remembers who Su Liujin and Hui Bai are anymore?"

Su Qing nodded: "Yes. I also took a detour to Samantri University to check, and there isn't a PhD supervisor named Hui Bei there. I specifically checked the canteen's transaction records; not even a record of the day when you bought ginseng and cilantro exists."

"I didn't buy ginseng and cilantro..."

Su Qing crushed a chocolate stick with his teeth and said blandly: "You get what I mean - someone is deliberately erasing any trace of you and the Hui Family people, even the canteen transaction records aren't exempt."

"What about Hui Mo, Hui Chi, and Hui Zi?"

"The leader of the Wheel of Destiny has changed, and we don't know where Hui Mo went. As for Hui Chi, apparently, perhaps for some offense, the World Master himself killed him. The information about Hui Zi is too confidential, I couldn't find out anything."

"..." Su Ming'an furrowed his brows. He had thought everything was under control, planning to start building his influence in the Undead Territory and eventually confront the God of Doom. But now he realized someone was erasing Su Liujin's traces.

Who was targeting him?

The sensation he felt now was like when he discovered the ten major resets in the World of Old Days—a sense of weightlessness.

As he was pondering, he heard the sounds of arguing behind him.

He turned to see Fu En and Eni, probably unable to stand the oppressive atmosphere inside the hall, had come outside.

"You still haven't given up on tonight's heir selection? Look at you, a complete loser thinking you can compete with me." Fu En pointed disdainfully at Eni.

"And do you think you can compare to Tian Yu? She's from the Sky Plane, could kill you with one finger, why are you even staying?" Eni retorted disdainfully.

"It's not about being the strongest; it's about who has the highest compatibility. Why shouldn't I stay?" Fu En argued.

"Then why can't I stay?"

"With your lackadaisical attitude? Ha. Let me tell you, I've already got a photo with my idol Qi Que, and you don't even have the chance to talk with him." Fu En showed off a photo he took with a fake Qi Que, believing it wholeheartedly.

"Hmph. As if Qi Que is something special! You think having a photo makes you remarkable? It's nowhere near as impressive as my Knight." Eni retorted, hurting the enemy a thousand, injuring himself eight hundred.

"You? That Knight of yours? Laughable, he might look decent, but can't even compare to a single feather of Qi Que." Fu En was smug, completely unaware he was losing the big picture for small gains.

The two of them started a childish argument, comparing strength and intelligence. Finally, Fu En pointed at Eni's nose, sneering: "Father and Mother love me; I'm the most beloved child. And you, a prince without any support, your father has long abandoned you, motherless brat!"

It seemed Eni was touched by something, he flared up in rage and slapped him.

Fu En originally thought he went too far, but being hit and sent rolling enraged him instantly. The guardians rushed forth but were stopped by him. He covered his face and glared bitterly at Eni: "Don't intervene, I want a fair duel with this guy!"

Su Ming'an leaned against the wall, watching these two childish guys fight, when he saw Qi Jue passing by.

Qi Jue was dressed in iron-gray Knight armor, with strands of green hair peeking from under the helmet, commanding several guards to load goods onto a carriage.

"What are you doing?" Su Ming'an asked.

Qi Jue removed his helmet, revealing a sunny, cheerful face, still smiling as he responded: "It's good to see you again, Mr. Qi Que. I'm preparing tribute goods for the World Master."

Su Ming'an was surprised at the World Master's dominion that even the Hell Plane needed to pay tribute: "What happens if you don't give it?"

Qi Jue's face still wore a smile as he spoke some terrifying words: "They'll be killed. The World Master is an avaricious and reckless demon, anyone who dares to defy him is exterminated. Have you heard? He recently killed his Godfather with his own hands, my god, it's hard to imagine how brutal he is."

Despite saying such things, his facial expression remained warm and inviting.

Su Ming'an weighed this information; the World Master even killed Hui Chi. Aligning with him was like negotiating with a tiger, such a person was too terrifying. He changed the topic: "I didn't know you were a Knight, Qi Jue."

"Yes, I serve the Alita Royal Family. The current Lord of the Undead, Xi Ting Alita, is my Lord." Qi Jue smiled, placing one hand on his chest: "The Prince Fu En whom you just saw is my loyalty. I watched him grow up. If he offended you, please forgive him."

"Your prince is getting beaten up pretty badly; won't you interfere?"

"It's necessary growth." Qi Jue kept smiling: "He's been spoiled by his parents, thinking everything in the world belongs to him. All he wants to see is you. At night, I've heard him murmur in his sleep wanting you to pat his head... I hope you can forgive his arrogance; he was bullied when he was young. Luckily, I became his Knight."

"Hmm?" Su Ming'an was surprised. Wasn't Fu En pampered by his parents? Was he bullied?

At this moment, Du quietly transmitted: "... Anjiang. I've checked some things; it's his father who bullied him. You know how chaotic the Royal Family can be."

Su Ming'an suddenly understood.

He also partly understood why Fu En was a bit twisted. The people who loved him most harbored such thoughts for him. He had no choice but to rely on their affection to survive.

Thank God Qi Jue became Fu En's Knight, giving him something to rely on.

"Ah, right, the signature..." Qi Jue remembered something important.

At Qi Jue's insistence, Su Ming'an signed several black fairy tale books that Qi Jue collected. Su Ming'an's handwriting was neat, unlike Qi Que's flamboyant style, yet Qi Jue cherished them, stuffing the books into his chest—

"I'm a Sugar Glider, I can hide them on my person." Qi Jue explained with a smile, pulling open a flap on his chest, stuffing the books in, before putting on his Knight's armor.

Su Ming'an was dumbfounded... To think someone would carry Qi Que's books "on" them, Luowasha indeed harbored hidden talents.

"By the way." As Su Ming'an was about to leave, Qi Jue called from behind.

Su Ming'an turned back.

"What do you think of the Goddess of Life?" Qi Jue said.

Su Ming'an knew that most people in the Hell Plane worship the Demon Mother God, and anyone who dared to believe in the Goddess of Life, a deity of order, would be burned to death. He carefully chose his words: "She is popular on the surface plane, but the people of the Hell Plane hate her and the nobles wish to destroy all of her. Personally, I don't care."

"Hmm." Qi Jue rubbed his chin.

After a moment, seeing that Fu En was about to be blown up by Eni, Qi Jue stepped forward to stop the fight.

Fu En grimaced in pain, pointing at Eni: "Qi Jue, come teach him a lesson!"

"No, I can't." Qi Jue stopped him directly: "Your Highness, this is a fair duel. Even as your knight, I cannot fight for you."

Qi Jue's words were effective. Fu En muttered a few times, finally quieting down, and he glared at Eni: "Fine, you win. I'll return to the banquet."

Fu En directly pulled Qi Jue along as he turned back.

"Qi Jue, I want some grape juice."

"Alright, I will prepare it for you."

"Qi Jue, bring me some of the Mother Goddess's prayers as well."

"Okay. But didn't you say you wanted to believe in the Goddess of Life?"

"That's because you always promote the Goddess of Life to me. You're really a freak from the Hell Plane, but I don't mind, I don't care whom I believe in."

"Then let me tell you more about the doctrine of the Goddess of Life..."

The two figures, one large and one small, gradually walked away.

Eni clicked his tongue, displeased, and walked back.

On the way, they heard two nobles who came out for some fresh air discussing Fu En. Eni immediately stopped to eavesdrop, very interested in his competitor.

"That little one is Prince Fu En, right?" The woman with the feathered fan glanced into the distance.

"This little prince is not simple. It is said that at eight, he accidentally fell in a castle, nearly falling to his death. As a result, the Goddess of Life descended and saved him. This was the first time in a thousand years that the Goddess of Life showed a miracle in the Hell Plane."

"If it were on the surface plane, this would mean great luck, but unfortunately, here in the Hell Plane, it's a taboo. If it were an ordinary family, Fu En would have been dragged out and burned long ago. Fortunately, his knight Qi Jue pleaded with Xiting."

"How nice, to have such a doting father and a protective knight. This little prince was truly raised in a honey jar."

"If he becomes the Divine Envoy of the Demon Mother God, that would indeed be a winner in life. Hey, why do you think the Goddess of Life specifically came to save an eight-year-old child?"

"I don't know. The elf race on the surface has been holding shamanistic rituals for a thousand years, yet the Goddess of Life never appeared, but she descended to save a child. It's truly peculiar..."

...

Su Ming'an returned to the hall. The fake Sique had already left, and the scientist man was still there, sitting in a corner chair drinking in silence.

Su Ming'an walked over.

A shadow cast over the man, and a voice drifted up from his sparse white hair: "...Go away, whoever you are, stop humiliating me for Sique."

It seemed that the man's questioning earlier had not resulted in a good outcome, only bringing more nobles to humiliate him.

...This is the downside of the spotlight effect. Even if Sique himself means no harm, there will always be people who, in the name of Sique, stir up hatred, making it seem as if the person in the spotlight is deliberately guiding the fanbase.

"Ran Bo, I'm interested in your primordial chip studies and am willing to offer funding for your research." Su Ming'an swirled his wine glass: "Can you give me an introduction?"

The man's dim eyes brightened for a moment, then quickly dimmed again: "Haha, forget it, I've seen that mocking method before. Listen to me first, and then render my work worthless."

A once-great scientist, a Heavenly Pride, sees his life's work go to waste, only wanting an answer, only to be dismissed like this.

Su Ming'an sat down beside him.

Someone noticed them, but no one approached. In their eyes, Su Ming'an was just a nobody supporting Prince Aier. However, some noblewomen were interested in Su Ming'an's appearance and quietly investigated his marital status.

As the noblewomen came and went around Su Ming'an, Ran Bo, who was drinking in frustration, gradually lifted his head, managing to look directly at Su Ming'an. Perhaps sensing a certain kindness in Su Ming'an, Ran Bo spoke his first words of communication:

"Are you truly interested in my research?"

He had been deceived too many times, having resolved long ago to never again harbor hope, but what if... what if this time, someone was genuinely interested?

Even if he were humiliated once more, it was nothing more than adding one to a hundred.

"Go ahead." Su Ming'an said.

He was indeed interested. After all, if he could dig up someone willing to research technology amid the flow of Genesis, it would equate to having a scientific foundation for his faction.

Ran Bo put down his wine glass and started speaking:

"Alright, you're asking the right person. I'm a leading figure in the biological field. Before this, I was a professor at Samantri University in Central State... Back then, with a stroke of Sique's pen, my life's work turned into waste paper. I took thousands of research papers to confront him, only to be stopped on the way—people believed I wanted revenge, or even to assassinate him."

"Then there was the endless cyberbullying from the Radical Faction... slander, personal attacks, naming and shaming, rumor-mongering... people don't care if those things are taken out of context; they just vent their anger against an imagined criminal."

"I was forced to leave Samantri University because I was rumored to be involved in a scandal... all because I complained a bit about Sique, and people got angry."

"Why? Why is it like this? They care about how many words Sique wrote today but not about my life's research. I just want an answer."

His hair seemed even whiter, the bitterness in his eyes hard to dispel:

"...Alright, back to the primordial chips. This is the field I take pride in. Our team's idea is to extract the memory clip and study it from a scientific perspective..."

Ran Bo spoke of his achievements.

—Using the memory clip to create life.

He believed that the essence of the memory clip is "primordial substance," similar to the concept of The Original, and in conjunction with the biological field, it could give birth to life. Genesis was about creation from nothing, while science was about utilizing biological genes for directed cultivation.

Su Ming'an casually took out a pile of protective props Hui Bai bought for him, such as dragon scales and demon horns, as a deposit. Ran Bo, believing in Su Ming'an's financial capability, quietly took out a small wooden box.

"This is my proudest achievement to date."