How had a first-generation researcher ended up like this?
Sitting on the train, Lu Xin pondered in silence.
According to the story Black Queen had told, these people had once possessed tremendous courage. They had dared to face The Beginning under the overall atmosphere of despair, yet step by step, they had ended up like this—becoming the ones who brought about the Third Descent.
How had things gradually reached this point?
He suddenly became a little curious about the two of them—curious about what they were thinking.
He would probably be able to ask them in person very soon.
This had been an unexpected gain, but Lu Xin believed the information Black Queen had revealed.
That was because she was exceptionally proud, yet fundamentally extremely inferior.
Thus, when such an existence held the advantage, she would grow bolder and her thoughts more meticulous. She would often come up with ingenious methods no one saw coming. For instance, she had been the first to establish a fantasy nation in reality, the first to set her sights on herself and collect her own data, and had even tried to use this child contaminated by anger to create another version of herself.
But once she began losing her advantage, her powerful inner self collapsed in an instant...
The fact that she had merely been imprisoned instead of completely eliminated was also partly related to this.
In any case, the first priority was still to deal with the first-generation researchers.
Former dragon slayers, now ambitious schemers.
In the past, Lu Xin had wanted to deal with them out of personal enmity. Now, it was both public and private.
Was there a difference?
A huge one.
After all, this could finally count as an official assignment, and he could claim reimbursement.
Chugga-chugga...
Toot...