Chapter 403

And after such a long time, it had not yet disappeared into the endless darkness.

This meant.

Although the time elapsed in consciousness was incomparably long, reality was but an instant.

Thus, he fell silent.

Inside the entire shuttle, there was only silence.

This silence did not last too long.

Because the master of this deep sea had long noticed the visitors.

"Hum~~"

A melodious sound rose from the seabed, piercing through the seawater, vibrating the marrow.

Like a whale song, yet different in subtle ways.

Subsequently, that quite aged voice sounded inside the shuttle.

"The Foundation, is it……"

Just like an old man in his twilight years, with white eyebrows and white beard, but little vitality left, ready to breathe his last at any moment.

"It's me, big guy."

Dr. Bright replied casually.

It seemed that there was a deep story between the two of them.

"Dr. Bright?" The aged voice was a bit surprised, "Hard to imagine, you are actually still alive."

"Yeah, I'm still alive—Supreme Divinity, Old Man of the Turbid Sea."

Dr. Bright finally uttered His true title, no longer calling Him by the broad species name "Leviathan."

"Humanoid individuals are often short-lived, yet you are younger than you were tens of thousands of years ago," the Old Man of the Turbid Sea said, "This makes me…… a bit surprised."

"That's because the current me was born from an accident anyway…… oh, I seem to have forgotten to tell you this before you went to sleep."

Dr. Bright pinched the "Immortality" on his chest, his expression calm.

"It's fine, people of age all love to forget things…… I sense some strange auras, one very powerful, three relatively powerful; are they your colleagues?"

Hearing the "Old Man of the Turbid Sea" lead the topic to themselves, March 7th finally recovered.

A Supreme Divinity was just having a conversation with them like this; this was a bit too much like a dream……

"Inconceivable" could not accurately describe her mood at this moment.

She could only use a high-order exponential tower to express "outrageous."

"Dr. Bright, what He said about dying……"

"Oh, just take that as Him saying it casually."

Dan Heng frowned: "Why?"

Dr. Bright lowered his head, his gaze moving downward with the searchlight, carefully observing the attachments on that heavy shell, including sponges, worms, and strange echinoderms.

They might have been just created by "SCP-343," or they might have been resurrected by Him.

But they would not know how long the history of the shell beneath them was, even older than the age of the planet Jarilo-VI.

The Old Man of the Turbid Sea remained silent, not disturbing the conversation of these lives.

"Different races have completely different concepts of time. 4.3"

Dr. Bright said.

"For races with a lifespan of less than a hundred years, 'soon' might be a few minutes, might be less than a day, or might be a few days……"

"For races with lifespans of thousands of years, this might be years, or even hundreds of years…… Heh, an elder of the Elf race once told me he was going to die soon, and he ended up living for another full hundred years."

March 7th: "Then the 'Leviathan'?"

"Their lifespans are unimaginably long—they can watch a star be born, and then watch that star be destroyed."

"Just like what you saw in His memories."

"So, just assume He can live for another tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years……"

Dr. Bright smiled slightly, not feeling sad at all for the passing of life.

If he did, then he certainly wouldn't be a doctor of the Foundation.

After all, the sleepers used under the railway on which this train of the Foundation travels are the blood and flesh of D-class personnel.

Another commotion sounded from the seabed, bringing up a lot of silt.

Like fluttering snowflakes, but in a way, more like dandruff flying around.

The voice of the "Old Man of the Turbid Sea" sounded once again:

"No…… this time it will really be soon."

"The little ones inside me can no longer hold back."

Dr. Bright's expression changed slightly:

"You mean……"

"Yes, my lifespan really isn't much left, according to the concept of time you humans are familiar with…… a few years left, I suppose."

Dr. Bright's tone was somewhat heavy:

"This is a big deal."

Old Man of the Turbid Sea: "Yes, this is a big deal."

Dr. Bright: "A civilization is about to hatch from within you." ===== CHAPTER 405 =====