Chapter 330: Progress and Breakthrough

Now, Luna is also a person with an ID card.

However, at present, aside from being usable for registering as a hotel member and for online account registration, her ID card seems to have no other use—after all, this Artificial Saintess's appearance is far too conspicuous; the difficulty of her going out is even higher than Erin's. At least Erin could be held in Hu Li's arms or packed into a handbag, but with Luna's height of over two meters, if she were to go out, she would truly have to be wrapped up tightly and cosplaying as an Astarte...

Of course, Luna herself indeed has no interest in going out. Her greatest interest is finding an inconspicuous spot in the house to stay, standing there until she shuts down, and only temporarily rebooting when someone approaches.

To be honest, Yu Sheng quite wanted to change this status quo. It wasn't that he was meddling or wanted to plan hobbies for others, but he felt that Luna's state of finding a corner to shut down anytime and anywhere was very detrimental to her "rehabilitation." Moreover, more importantly, he always felt that if she stayed like this for too long... she would become less and less like a "person."

After Ren Wenwen finished registering Luna, she left. Yu Sheng did not leave this Great Scholar any opportunity to discuss "creation." Afterwards, he called Luna to stand before him and seriously discussed matters of personal hobbies with her.

"You must find something to do for yourself every day," Yu Sheng said with a very serious attitude. "This is very helpful for your 'rehabilitation'—you have been trapped in the restrictions of the 'Artificial Saintess' for too long. Now you must regain the part of yourself that is 'human.' Think carefully, is there truly nothing you want to do?"

Luna then thought very seriously. This time, she thought for a long time—even to the point where one might suspect she had shut down again.

However, just as Erin was holding a screwdriver and about to knock on her shell, Luna suddenly broke the silence.

"I want... a piece of land," she stammered.

"A piece of land?" Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows in some surprise.

"Mm, plant... wheat," Luna nodded slowly, and then, probably worried Yu Sheng would misunderstand, she added, "A vegetable patch, for the children. Do not touch it."

Yu Sheng finally reacted.

It wasn't that Luna had nothing she wanted to do, but rather she was worried she was asking for too much—a piece of land was an extremely precious thing in the mind of this "Country Saintess" who had walked out of the village.

She still remembered that wheat field in her hometown—and the memories of farming in those fields.

Yu Sheng smiled. No wonder, after leaving the Holy Coffin Chamber, Luna had wandered dazedly to the vegetable patch near the small town and "stole" the children's labor class homework.

"Of course," he said with a smile. "Between the small town and the teleportation hub, there is a large area of reclaimed land. That is what I kept for myself. I have planted many things there, and there is a plot of land temporarily left empty that I can give to you."

He clearly felt the "Artificial Saintess" before him becoming happy; he even heard a light humming sound coming from within her body.

"Thank you." She lowered her head, her posture elegant and solemn.

Yu Sheng waved his hand, and just at that moment, his phone rang again.

This time, the caller was Bai Liqing.

Ignoring Erin's muttering beside him, "You're quite busy with business today," he casually answered the call. Before he could speak, he heard Bai Liqing's signature calm voice on the other end: "Has the registration process been completed?"

"Ah, completed, quite smoothly. Ren Wenwen just left," Yu Sheng said offhandedly, but he felt the other party wouldn't have called specifically for such a trivial matter. "Is there something you need?"

Sure enough, Bai Liqing's next sentence made him stand up directly.

"Then do you have time to come to the Special Operations Bureau? There has been a breakthrough in the interrogation of the cultists—a member of the Hidden Order has spoken. In his confession, he mentioned the Ankaela Crystal."

"What? The Ankaela Crystal?!" Yu Sheng blurted out, then immediately and without hesitation agreed, "Okay, I'll be there right away. I'll come straight to your office!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Erin on the coffee table and the fox lying on the mat dozing off instantly got up. The four characters "Ankaela" clearly had a significant impact on them. Hu Li, with her good hearing, had also heard Bai Liqing's words from the phone just now. At this moment, she shook her ears and spoke: "That Hidden Order, how could it be connected to the Ankaela Crystal?"

"I don't know. We have to go over there. You two come along too," Yu Sheng said quickly. Then he noticed Luna standing aside, hesitated slightly, and nodded. "You come too—but if you see any Hidden Order cultists later, you must restrain yourself. We are trying to pry information out of their mouths."

Luna nodded. Yu Sheng then immediately pulled open the large door leading to Bai Liqing's office.

The next second, the entire hotel team walked into the Special Operations Bureau Director's office. Bai Liqing was standing in front of that huge oval desk, waiting for Yu Sheng and the others.

She had already adapted quite well to Yu Sheng's style and pace of "arriving at your home in the next second." At this moment, she simply nodded faintly at the few familiar faces before her, and then her gaze fell on the hotel's new member.

Those faded pale gray eyes stared steadily at Luna for several seconds. Only then did she calmly withdraw her gaze and nod lightly.

"Let's go directly to the Containment Zone."

The place where those Hidden Order members were detained and interrogated was the "Dangerous Persons Containment Zone," which had previously been used to detain those Angel cultists. Yu Sheng was not unfamiliar with this place.

The group followed Bai Liqing to the depths of the containment facility and were led into a special room.

The furnishings in this room were simple, with only a few tables and chairs. All four walls were made of metal. When Yu Sheng and the others entered, a faint blue halo quickly floated up on the surface of one of the metal walls. Immediately after, it became nearly transparent, revealing the scene in the adjacent interrogation room.

A Hidden Order cultist with a pale face, wearing a heavy restraint device, with electrodes still inserted into his head, was sitting on a chair in the center of the interrogation room. Two beams of light shone on him, while an interrogator sat in the shadows not far away.

Yu Sheng turned his head to look back at Luna, who was following behind him.

Luna stood there quietly, motionless, her gaze staring fixedly at the figure sitting in the middle of the interrogation room.

"I, I have already answered many things as you requested..." The voice from the neighboring room came through the speaker in the observation room. That pale-faced cultist slowly spoke in a somewhat weak voice. "I am just a technician... I have access to not many secrets."

"You know very well how many secrets you have access to," the figure in the shadows spoke. This voice sounded very calm, yet it made the cultist sitting in the restraint chair tremble noticeably. "Betrayal only requires a beginning—now, cooperating as much as possible is your only way out."

"... Okay, okay, I understand..."

Hearing the voice coming from next door, Yu Sheng sat down on the chair in front of the observation window.

He heard Bai Liqing give some instructions to the communicator, and then the interrogator's voice asking questions came through the speaker.

"Talk about the 'Ankaela Crystal' again—that is, what you call the 'Angel Catalyst.' What is its function?"

The cultist on the chair raised his head and looked in the direction of the observation window. Although he could not see the situation on this side, he obviously guessed that a big shot might be paying attention to the interrogation progress here. However, this person, who had already been taken care of by various "technical means" and whose willpower defense line had collapsed, only raised his head quickly like that before immediately lowering it obediently:

"'Angel Catalyst' is the key to repairing the world... The Supreme Saint saw it in the afterglow of truth and gained enlightenment from it. This substance can penetrate the various 'lesions' in our flawed universe, just as the Dark Angels penetrated the 'shell' of the world. The 'Angel Catalyst' left behind after the Angels fell possesses similar power... This power is powerful and dangerous, but like a scalpel, it can also be used for healing."

Yu Sheng, sitting behind the observation window, frowned and turned his head to look at Bai Liqing: "This is so mystical... Can you make him speak human language?"

Bai Liqing, who was usually indifferent, looked somewhat helpless at this moment: "Just make do with listening. This is already the manifestation of these madmen trying hard to 'speak human language'."

Yu Sheng's eye twitched, and then he heard a voice coming from next door again—

"The 'lesion' you just mentioned, what does it refer to?"

"Defects, errors, the root cause of the world's disease—people get sick, and the world gets sick too," the Hidden Order cultist said immediately. Although he was undergoing interrogation, when mentioning these contents that were almost like "dogma" to him, his mental state was obviously a bit better. "The Other Realm is a lesion. The spacetime collapse points caused by the Angel invasion are lesions. The Heretic Nests are lesions. The Borderland is also a lesion."

"The Borderland is also a lesion?"

"Yes, the Borderland is also a lesion—and it is the largest one," the cultist said without hesitation. "And just as 'substances' are the pus flowing out from the lesion of the 'Other Realm,' you 'Borderland City People' are the pus flowing out from the lesion of the Borderland, poisoning the entire universe and causing our world to fall into disease..."

Silence fell inside and outside the interrogation room for two seconds.

"This, this is what is said in the dogma," the cultist suddenly added another sentence. "I am telling the truth."

"It doesn't matter. I have heard many extreme dogmas. No one cares about a madman's delirium," the interrogator in the shadows said, his tone still calm. "You just said that the spacetime collapse points caused by the Angel invasion are also lesions? That is to say—you believe the Dark Angels are also a factor causing the world to fall into 'disease'?"

"Of course. The Dark Angels are great enemies. They are foreign germs, eroding the originally healthy parts of the universe's body, creating new lesions, and causing old lesions to worsen—this is an obvious matter."

"But at the same time, you are seeking the power of the 'Angel Catalyst'? Seeking a method of healing from the hands of a great enemy. Does this contradict what you just said?"

The Hidden Order cultist in the interrogation room fell silent for a few seconds.

Then he slowly raised his head, and his gaze actually carried a kind of conviction-like firmness.

"Fighting poison with poison is also a measure one must take when the illness has reached the marrow."

(End of this chapter)