Chapter 1 Bad Guy

A familiar adjective.

Hearing this word, Su Zhou couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

Once upon a time, he was the same, using labels like good and bad, good and evil, to observe the world.

"Let's not talk about Master Suiguang for now, Yelena is indeed very good to you, but good and evil are not so simple that they can be simply defined as 'good or bad'..."

Saying this, Su Zhou originally intended to casually educate them.

But halfway through, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity: "Good heavens... isn't this what Yara taught me back then? Good and evil are not so clear, everything is chaos..."

"I've actually become the same character as Yara back then? Thinking about it like this, the difference between who I am now and who I was then is really huge."

Thinking of this, he shook his head, somewhat感慨: "I really didn't expect it."

After doing all this, Su Zhou turned his head and looked at the silver-haired girl who had been staying at the entrance of the passage.

For so long, she had been floating in place, without making any extra movements or any malice, only a certain degree of curiosity about Su Zhou's existence itself.

"They are not dead."

Noticing Su Zhou's gaze, the girl nodded slightly. She stated, "I saw it, everyone's souls were taken in by you, not just that woman, all the people who died before, their souls are inside you."

"Eh?"

Hearing this sentence, even the silent Gasha couldn't help but let out a soft "eh", and then her golden eyes lifted, and she and Loya looked at Su Zhou in surprise: "Professor, is it true?"

"You can actually see that? As expected of a Xianmin (ancient people) valued by both Yelena and Suiguang, you indeed have unique qualities."

Raising his eyebrows, Su Zhou smiled. The Undying Root armor all over his body began to shrink, and his sturdy body returned to its original appearance of a tall human.

Casually taking out a cloak from his luggage to wrap around his upper body, Su Zhou said casually: "Indeed, I knew from the beginning that there were no ordinary people in my exploration team—Yelena and Hader seemed to be targeting each other, but they were actually just trying to lure Master Suiguang to take the bait; Adama is indeed a Demonized Patient, but his true identity is a member of the Northern Winter Tribe, responsible for monitoring these outsiders who invaded their territory."

"So Adama was the first to die, used as a pawn for Master Suiguang and Yelena to test each other, but me, although I seem to be a bit famous, I am ultimately a clerical worker and not valued by them."

So many forces were hiding their identities and testing each other back and forth in the ruins. To be honest, Su Zhou felt that this was much more interesting than Werewolf. So he had been prepared from the beginning, constructing an artificial underworld in his body to store the souls of all the dead.

Yelena must die, after all, Su Zhou had already won, her mission could not be completed, and the leader of the Third Army must be very clear that if this kind of mission failed, the female knight would definitely not have a good end.

If the Third Army had any way to determine Yelena's life and death, then for the sake of her family still under the control of the army, she would not allow herself to live and leak information, even if it meant suicide.

As for Master Suiguang, it was even simpler—Su Zhou directly used the Destiny Secret Art, Six Paths·Sentient Beings' Tribulation, to use the Tianmo (Heavenly Devil) virus to erode the other party's soul, making it easier for him to extract relevant data directly from the soul.

As long as the changes of the Tianmo virus are restrained, then this is basically harmless.

To be honest, Su Zhou suspected that the Third Army should also be able to detect his death, otherwise, the problem with the 'orphanage' that Yelena mentioned would not be so confident... but the problem comes.

He had indeed died once, but he was resurrected again.

No matter how powerful the Asmodei Empire is, it probably couldn't guess that, right?

"The death of the physical body is not the end."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou shook his head slightly. He turned his head and looked at the silver-haired Xianmin girl.

The man nodded and said seriously: "Hello."

"Hello."

The metal butterfly wings trembled slightly, and the girl floating in the air also nodded calmly: "I am the No. 1 observation object 'Dawn' of the First Light Research Institute, and the deputy director of the Life Research Department. My main studio is responsible for research on myself."

"I am Professor Svetre, the current person in charge of the Northern Ionia Ruins Exploration Team, the director of the Hope Light Orphanage, and currently in charge of the exploration of the First Light Ruins."

Although one whole laboratory probably only has himself alive, and the other whole exploration team only has one adult and two children, these two still stated all their main titles without changing their expressions.

"To be honest, your race is really strange. If the research institute was still there, my identity as the No. 1 observation object would have to be changed to you."

After confirming Su Zhou's identity, the girl who called herself Dawn nodded calmly. She looked around at the already devastated camp and said softly: "But now is not the time to analyze your bloodline. Perhaps the technology of later generations has improved again—and looking at the current situation, I should be the only person in charge of the First Light Research Institute now."

Speaking of this, she raised her head, her silver pupils clear and calm: "Professor Svetre, I think we can cooperate. You can ask me any questions, and I also want to ask you some questions about this era—for example, what is the current era, and how many years have passed since my era."

"No problem. As for the era, it's been at least eight thousand years."

Su Zhou also answered simply and neatly: "Many Xianmin ruins have already been excavated, but according to known information, you are probably the only Xianmin who is still alive."

"Is that so..."

Hearing this news, it was obvious that Dawn's emotions were a little low, but she quickly recovered. Although sad, there was almost no negative impact left on her mirror-like soul: "In that case, many things can be explained."

There is no doubt that Dawn's mental state is a little too unusual.

Su Zhou felt that he was a weirdo, but for a guy like Dawn, who had just been dug out of the ruins and even regarded as an object of contention, he felt that he was really very normal.

This little girl can even calmly propose cooperation to herself, who doesn't know if she has any intentions!

Although Su Zhou would indeed not harm his cooperation partners, wouldn't she have any doubts?

"Of course not."

To this, Yara啧 a sound.

The Snake Spirit, who shared the soul with Su Zhou, had a hint of displeasure in her tone at this moment: "After all, this little girl who looks like just a little girl is essentially a 'fairy' mixed-blood with a lifespan calculated in thousands of years. Guess how old she really is?"

"Moreover, she has the bloodline of a Silver Fairy and can naturally see through malice and evil thoughts—although you are born with demonic nature, you are indeed sincere and trustworthy to others. You are a rare upright person in the multiverse, why would she be afraid of you?"

"Well, I am indeed very upright, that's right... but a fairy?"

Without any psychological burden, he accepted the flattery, but when he mentioned this word, Su Zhou couldn't help but think of a human-shaped butterfly about the size of a palm.

Thinking of this, the tone in his heart couldn't help but rise a little: "No, how can a fairy be mixed with a human?!"

To this, Yara was a little vague: "Why are there fairies in the world of Twilight... that's really strange, it's just like there would be miscellaneous hairs under Perfect in my world..."

But soon, the Snake Spirit reacted, and it shook its head and replied: "As for mixed-blood... hey, fairies are creatures that can exceed all your expectations, and can do anything that is a miracle or extraordinary."

"Miracles are not for this!"