The air in the conference room remained quiet for several minutes.
As he processed the enormous amount of information, Chu Guang sat at the conference table without speaking for a long time.
After a while, he pressed a finger to his brow, sorted out his thoughts, and spoke.
"So... the Celestials reached out to the Southern Legion through the Enlightenment Society, providing them with a series of trump cards, including the 'Death Agent' and the 'Seed of Gaia'?"
"Yes." Qi Liu nodded and said seriously, "Whether they count as trump cards is beside the point, but we have conclusive evidence that those were not technologies possessed by the Southern Legion."
Chu Guang looked at him in incomprehension.
"I don't understand. What was their motive... or rather, what exactly were they trying to do?"
Why give that card to Tyr?
Unless—
They did not want the Wasteland Era to end.
Or rather, they wanted the Wasteland Era to fully enter an apocalypse, pushing acceleration to its limit.
Those were the only two explanations.
He could not think of a third.
Qi Liu was silent for a moment before speaking.
"The reason they are called Celestials is because they do not regard us as their compatriots. Or rather... having ascended to another dimension, they have already drawn a line between themselves and us."
"Of course, the dimension I mean is not a spatial one, but one of existence."
Chu Guang rubbed his brow.
"Is there a more straightforward way to put it?"
Qi Liu got straight to the point.
"Have you heard of mind uploading?"
Chu Guang immediately understood.
"You mean the kind of thing in Vault 101?"
In fact, it was not just Vault 101. The Torch Church had also used methods similar to distributed computing to store minds across bionic