"Continue carrying out the plan. Also... don't make a move against him lightly."
The voice from the high platform spoke to Gray Serpent. "I do not understand him... and he probably does not understand the Serpents either."
"Complete the preparations for the plan. Also, accelerate the research."
"Yes, Venerable Lord."
After Gray Serpent lowered his head and replied, the high platform fell silent once more.
As if that voice from just now had merely been an illusion.
Gray Serpent maintained his bowed posture as he slowly withdrew from the hall.
The metal doors slammed shut, and only then did Gray Serpent raise his head.
"The transaction... must be accelerated."
Gray Serpent muttered to himself.
Meanwhile, within the Sea of Quanta, beneath a cherry blossom tree.
A white-haired man caught a falling petal and stared at it.
"Xu Yanwu... he truly is an old acquaintance I have not seen in a very long time."
"What is he like now?"
Recalling the previous report, the white-haired man spoke to himself.
"Xingtian, Yinglong... Heh, it seems he created history as well..."
"Ah-choo!!!"
In the kitchen of Yae Shrine at St. Freya, Xu Yanwu was beating eggs when his nose suddenly itched. He turned his head aside and sneezed heavily.
This man who had once created history was now in the shrine kitchen, making dinner for a group of girls boredly playing cards.
"What the hell is going on? Why do I keep sneezing for no reason whenever I'm here..."
Xu Yanwu muttered to himself. Meanwhile, Mei, wearing an apron, asked him with concern, "Uncle Xu, have you caught a cold? Do you want to rest for a while?"
"It's fine, it's fine. Maybe some dust got into my nose." Xu Yanwu did not pause his hands in the slightest. The egg whites