Why call it a windfall? Just look at the minimum requirements...
Of course, that was just a joke.
The so-called minimum requirements were not limited to "Space-Time Configuration Specialization, Sky Ladder Level Four," just as the "Simulator" was not merely a Simulator in the traditional sense.
"What is... this?"
Raven's question was only natural.
A screen had suddenly appeared, its information window filled with alien writing. Anyone would have been confused. Ronan had already said that he needed Raven to understand more of the situation, so there was no need to hide anything from her. At most, he could skip some details that would take too much explaining:
"You can think of it as an inheritance left behind by my parents... Ah, no, one of the precious assets they left behind. Of course, it also belongs to Grandfather.
"Remember what I told you? There are many traces on this planet belonging to one or even several advanced civilizations. From what we know so far, Grandfather and my parents may not have been true 'founders,' but they were exceptionally capable 'discoverers' and 'translators.' They excavated many resources originating from advanced civilizations and turned them into resources we could use. The Tree Hole Space we're in is one example. This Mist Labyrinth, which has yet to be successfully developed, is another. And so is the Brain of Emptiness System you're seeing now.
"You can't read the words above, right? Can't be helped—it's alien writing. The Brain of Emptiness System is too complicated. Even now, I haven't completely figured it out, so I won't go into detail for the moment. You only need to know that I just activated a new function from it—one that's extremely useful for the current situation!"
Raven was the best listener.
While Ronan went on at length, she