Chapter 99

"Isn't the human home planet called Earth? How could it turn into such a dead, silent planet?"

Just at this moment, a line of text appeared on the light screen:

【At the end of the 21st century, the Ulysses Colonization Project, sponsored by the United Nations of Earth, was implemented, and several giant arks were completed.】

【These giant arks would pass through a subspace wormhole discovered outside the Oort Cloud to head to various parts of the stars for colonization.】

【However, after all the human colony ships passed through the wormhole, the wormhole inexplicably went out of control and closed permanently, sending the giant ships to different star systems.】

【This event is historically known as 'The Great Human Diaspora'.】

【Among them, the colony ship Brunhild crashed onto this dead, silent planet, falling into division and strife due to the scarcity of resources.】

【Until the Emperor of the Empire reunited the survivors through faith, war, and authority, and named this dead, silent planet 'Terra', establishing a centralized empire.】

【The Emperor of the Empire solved the resource shortage through unknown means, and through three great constructions, built a large number of Paradise Gardens on the desert, solving the survival problem for humanity.】

The sentient beings across the universe watched the scenes on the light screen, all unable to help but widen their eyes.

What was presented on the light screen was precisely the future Emperor of the Zaidiguo Society, who used means akin to miracles to unify the humans scattered on the dead, silent planet.

【"After completing the unification and solving the survival problem, the Empire began archaeological exploration of this planet."】

【"Finally, it was discovered that this planet once belonged to a race called the Vultaum, and was the home planet of that race, known as 'Vultaumul'."】

95. 【Vultaum, could it be that they committed suicide?】

【"After completing the unification and solving the survival problem, the Empire began archaeological exploration of this planet."】

【"Finally, it was discovered that this planet once belonged to a race called the Vultaum, and was the home planet of that race, known as 'Vultaumul'."】

"Vultaumul?! So that's it, the planet the Zaidiguo Society arrived at during the Great Diaspora was the former home planet of the Vultaum?!"

"This Great Diaspora is also very problematic; why did the wormhole close just right after all the humans passed through it~."

"Indeed, it's a bit too coincidental, making one suspicious... -"

Many people across the universe noticed that there was a problem with the Zaidiguo Society's Great Diaspora event.

That wormhole didn't close early, didn't close late, but closed just when the human fleet had all passed through.

This is too coincidental; it's hard not to suspect that someone was controlling it.

"It must be the work of the Void Realm gods!"

The sentient beings across the universe seemed to have developed a path dependency, suspecting the Void Realm gods at the very first instant.

"After all, they are repeat offenders; it's hard not to be suspicious."

"No matter who did it, other species among the stars must hate the mastermind to death."

"Hahaha, humans who were originally only entrenched on Earth and nearby star regions were suddenly scattered to all corners of the stars."

"The terrifying hairless bipedal apes broke free from the shackles of gravity and began to wreak havoc on the entire universe."

"Sigh, what a stroke of bad luck." In Belobog, Topaz couldn't help but sigh while watching the scene on the light screen.

"If it weren't for that wormhole suddenly exploding, human civilization wouldn't have had the Great Diaspora."

"If human civilization hadn't had the Great Diaspora, then most humans should still be like the United Nations of Earth, pro-alien and democratic."

"That way, the Zaidiguo Society wouldn't have been born..."

Topaz couldn't help but shake her head.

But looking at the Emperor of the Zaidiguo Society on the light screen, unifying the human tribes scattered on the dead, silent wasteland step by step, Topaz's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

That man, who had not yet become Emperor, walked between different human tribes wearing a coarse linen robe and holding a staff.

He made the correct decision almost every single time, pointing out the path for his followers as if he possessed the ability of prophecy.

Every one of his actions seemed meaningless, but as they accumulated, more and more human tribes came to serve him as their master.

He walked on the wasteland filled with radiation, entering those tribes suffering from radiation mutations.

He held the hands of children suffering from radiation sickness without any hesitation, gently telling them... he had arrived, and all the pain was about to end.

Finally, he unified humanity, cured the radiation pain, and built Paradise Gardens on the wasteland...

Every time, he made the known and correct decision, seemingly never making a mistake.

This ability, akin to a prophet, made Topaz immediately understand why the subjects of the Empire were willing to follow him.

A monarch who always thinks for his subjects, a monarch who only ever makes the correct decision,

is far more trustworthy than representatives elected by representative democracy.

Topaz had to admit that the Emperor of the Zaidiguo Society, whom she had never met, inspired awe.

Sighing, Topaz threw the messy thoughts out of her mind and continued to look at the various collections in the museum before her.

Evaluating the value of the entire planet was one of Topaz's main jobs.

She looked at the lance before her; it was said to have been forged by the first Supreme Guardian using crystals of Geo-Medulla, with the power of Preservation attached to it.

But what was placed in the exhibition hall now was just a replica; the original was in the hands of that Trailblazer from the Astral Express.

"The stone of the Architects..."

Topaz shook her head.

"It can't compare to the debris that fell from the Amber Lord; even the original isn't worth much debt."

"But if no one believes, the debris that fell from the Amber Lord is nothing more than the dander of a stone man."

Just at this moment, a lazy man standing not far from Topaz, also looking at the exhibits, suddenly said.

"Eh?" Topaz was slightly stunned; when did this man appear?

Her eyes held a strange look; no matter what, she was a dignified member of the Stonehearts, yet she hadn't noticed someone beside her...

Even Numby beside her hadn't noticed.

"But if someone believes, even the inferior stone of the Architects is plated with extraordinary brilliance."

"Man is the measure of all things; it is man who gives value to all things."

"If, when measuring the value of a thing, one only looks at the gods but ignores the mortals on the other side..."

The lazy man smiled and nodded gently at Topaz.

"... it would be somewhat biased."

Topaz was slightly shaken by the lazy man before her.

She sensed that beneath the lazy man's flesh and blood, some kind of terrifying power was hidden.

"... You." Topaz paused: "Do you think the Geo-Medulla stone of the Architects is more valuable than the star stone of the Amber Lord?"

"That's not necessarily true."

The lazy man looked at Numby beside Topaz.

Numby hurriedly scurried behind Topaz's feet, shivering.

The man didn't care at all, just said softly:

"This lance is just a crystal of Geo-Medulla, an ordinary mineral, but the woman who once held this lance undoubtedly preserved a civilization, and the sentient beings on this planet also regard it as a symbol of Preservation."

"But if a person holds the star stone of the Amber Lord, yet their actions have never carried out the principles of Preservation, and no other humans regard it as a symbol of Preservation."

"Then on the scales of value, which one is more precious?"

Topaz didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The man's tone was lazy and gentle, yet carried a convincing quality.

"You want to calculate the value of this civilization, right?" The man asked with a smile, seeing Topaz was speechless.

"Yes..." Topaz lowered her head and said softly.

"Measuring the value of a civilization is a science."

The lazy man nodded gently and said:

"Work hard, I hope you can see the value of this civilization clearly."

As the words fell, the lazy man paced toward another exhibit.

Topaz touched her forehead, only to find that her forehead was already covered in sweat.

"He... who exactly is he?"

Topaz looked at the back of the lazy man with slight fear.

With just a few simple sentences, Topaz felt the pressure emanating from him, and a lot of sweat broke out on her body.

This pressure was even more severe than when she first met Lady Jade.

It even made Topaz's heart pound harder than when she faced the Emanator of Preservation, Diamond, back then.

Topaz really wanted to go up and ask that lazy man, to clarify exactly what his identity was.

But she couldn't take a step; the instinctive fear of her body made it difficult for her to move.

Topaz even felt that in front of that lazy man, she was just a timid little girl.