In the hexagonal room of the Sky Tower's lower control area, the Holographic Projection beside the crystal cluster was still drifting at an unhurried pace. The deep hum of equipment behind the alloy walls echoed around us. The God Race Cops Five-Man Team had conscientiously squatted in another corner of the room to study the dust on the floor. Sandora and Alaya were studying the constantly refreshing data on the Holographic Projection together, both wearing unprecedentedly serious expressions. Yes, both of them were serious, including that naturally airheaded angel who had never been nervous before.
Since I had known her, this was the first time I had seen such a solemn expression on Angel Sister's dazed little face.
The situation was growing stranger and stranger, yet we still had no leads. All the original Shilin Apostles present had checked their Memory Banks and confirmed that nothing was wrong with them—this was the only comforting news. Alaya could be certain that her brain had not broken, though it had never been particularly functional to begin with. The only original Shilin Apostle unaffected was Viska. Since she had been born, she had never undergone database initialization. Her memories were pieced together from fragments copied from Pandora and her own chaotic experiences. The little girl felt absolutely nothing about what was happening before us. I could even say with certainty that she was the only special case among all Shilin Apostles who held no loyalty whatsoever toward the Empire. Viska was loyal only to her family. So now, this carefree little Dwarf Gourd was sprawled atop the crystal cluster with Little Pao Pao, studying how to chip a piece off it. Alaya had already confirmed the structure and principle of the crystal cluster. The sharp crystals on its surface did not affect its