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Chapter 64

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Master Yoda had thought that what the agent wrote before dying was already chaotic enough.

But seeing the “Evacuation Log,” he could only describe his feeling as his vision going black.

[Evacuation in progress. Shuttle 1 evacuated. Shuttle 2 evacuated. Shuttle 3 error error error error error let us go let us go let us go why why why why Shuttle 3 error abort launch proceed to launch of Shuttle 4.]

[Shuttle 4 reports operational delay, overloaded, diversion protocol busy.]

[Shuttle 4 reports maximum passenger limit reached, preparing to la-la-la-la-la-la-launch why why why why let us go why is it us let go why is it us what have we done why why system detected electrostatic compensation activity compensation compensation com-com-com-com ****011 ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why are we hurt what have we done why are we hurt what have we done system shutdown]

[System recovery, clearing contaminated data, why is it us why is it us why is it us why is it us why is it us why is it us why-why-why-why-why-why-why-why-why-why 11 why-why-why-why-why-why-why-why-why-why listen]

[Record 5432-104-392 pass-pass-pass-pass-pass-pass-pass-pass-pass-pass-pass-pass-password-password-password-password-password-password-password-password-password forgive us **2222**1**—-why why why why why why why why why]

[System purification purification purif]

……

This report was too chaotic, to the point of being delirious, forcing the audience to express their inner feelings.

“I can already feel the despair from the text. I hope the person who wrote this log will continue to shine in the next life so we can recognize your past life at a glance.”

“Explain, what is the art of text! What the hell is the art of text?!”

“I am not an expert in this field, but I still want to reason about what happened. After carefully reading the document content and thinking for a long time, I actually don’t know how to answer. As I said at the beginning, I am not an expert in this field.”

……

This log, from beginning to end, read like the ravings of an unspeakable thing.

If one could write this without having eaten a hundred or eighty Cthulhu-esque offspring, it would be hard to believe.

Zeratul tried to punctuate this document and finally understood what this log was talking about.

After Shuttles 1 and 2 launched successfully, Shuttle 3 malfunctioned.

The reason for Shuttle 3’s malfunction seemed to have some connection to a certain terrifying existence.

But some people still managed to escape from Shuttle 3 and ran into Shuttle 4.

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When these people thought everything would be fine after boarding Shuttle 4, Shuttle 4 could not start due to overloading.

In the end, they were caught up by the terrifying existence.

Before dying, they prayed to that False God, begging the False God to forgive their sins.

If Zeratul’s guess was correct.

That terrifying existence should be the “Unclean.”

But who exactly could work here?

Were they the False God’s chosen ones?

Why did they work here? And what did they do?

Among these ghosts, were there any staff members from here?

Zeratul pondered for a moment, the light in his eyes changing slightly.

Then, he raised his gaze, looked at the ghosts in front of him, and asked:

“This facility seems to have had a serious accident.”

The ghosts responded calmly:

“Yes, but it should not be called an accident; that was a long-overdue punishment.”

At this moment, even the slowest person knew that the veil covering history would be lifted today.

The ghosts did not hide anything, honestly telling everything that happened here and the distant story that happened on their home planet.

“Everything started with the arrival of the False God.”

It appeared that the False God was no different from humans.

But he possessed power far beyond humans and mastered technology far beyond the era.

So he showed miracles to people, bewitching them to believe in him, worship him, and crawl at his feet, just as one would to a god.

Subsequently, he declared the world unclean and full of sin, and the only way to purify original sin was through a war to purify the sinners.

“He gathered a group of followers, or rather, ambitious people; they discarded the ancient scriptures and tampered with them.”

“They called themselves the Supreme Fathers and killed all leaders who were unwilling to be involved in this war, using the ‘Unclean’ as their tool.”

“Afterward, they seized the highest secular power and began to promote that they knew how to control the ‘Unclean,’ sparing people from the disaster of the ‘Unclean’.”

After that, the “Unclean” were indeed, as they said, controlled in a certain area, firmly attracted to the “Wasteland” created by the “Unclean.”

Ironically.

Once a region began to oppose the Supreme Fathers, the “Unclean” in the nearby “Wasteland” would suddenly break free and create a tragedy in that region.

“The Supreme Fathers threw those deemed heretics into the ‘Tears of God,’ making them the prototypes of the ‘Unclean’.”

Thus, the number of “Unclean” grew, their size increased, and the population that needed to be fed to the “Unclean” each year also grew.

The area of the “Wasteland” continued to expand, and the area suitable for farming continued to shrink.

“The Supreme Fathers, even knowing that continuing like this would lead to the destruction of the world, did not care at all.”

“The Supreme Fathers also branded young men and women they took a fancy to as heretics, using heinous means to transform their bodies and destroy their spirits, using them as tools for pleasure.”

“…”

During the ghosts’ narration, the group opened one dust-covered document after another, carefully reviewing them.

Suddenly.

Luke Skywalker’s gaze froze.

Not just him.

Everyone else showed a serious expression at the same time.

Some Jedi had already clenched their fists.

At this moment.

The document on the screen could no longer be considered a log.

It was a criminal’s confession, or rather, a boast.

[Summary: Jennifer, 20 years old.]

[She was injured in a runaway accident at age 18, leading to brain damage and moral deviation. She has violent tendencies and can only calm down through morally corrupt stimulation, so she actively seeks strangers to mess around with.]

[Her parents have requested the 980th-level Father to let her receive “Tears of God” treatment to repair her mind and body. The patient agreed to the treatment plan.]

[During the preparation for the “Tears of God” therapy, the patient entered a manic state, and the attending medical staff tried to inject her with a sedative.]

[Jennifer tore off her clothes and shouted dirty words at me, so I locked the door and instructed the medical staff to wait outside.]

[I feel a bit ashamed because I allowed myself to * with Jennifer a total of seven times before putting her into the “Tears of God.”]

[Before immersing her in the “Tears of God,” I authorized the use of a blessing probe to test her physical condition. It was discovered that she was pregnant with a child, and the test also confirmed that the child was mine.]

[……]

And this was just the beginning.

Over hundreds of years, all similar events in this facility were recorded.

One crime after another was exposed, and one chilling atrocity after another emerged from the dust.

Even the Jedi, who were not easily angered, felt the “Psionics” within them in a rage, and the “Psionic” network was steaming with heat.

Artanis, as the Protoss Hierarch, had seen true hell on the battlefield.

While reading these documents, he had to occasionally stop to let his spirit relax, reminding himself that these things were in the distant past.

“Yes, this is a long-overdue punishment.”

Artanis nodded, agreeing with the ghosts’ statement.

He even felt that this punishment was too light.

Pulling the Divine Lord to 70, and the credits directly go to... zero.

I don’t even dare to think about the stamina gap…

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