Singer

"Purpose?"

Lu Ban found it hard to imagine what purpose an existence of this level could have.

They were born gods, or incarnations of gods. They had no worries about their lifespans; not even the destruction of a planet or the end of the universe could affect them. The things ordinary humans had to worry about and yearned to accomplish were beneath notice to them. Even time was merely something they could toy with in the palms of their hands.

Could someone like that still have any desires?

Although Lu Ban had previously encountered that dark-skinned, thin man, who had indeed been plotting something and trying to release a sealed Old One, he had not stubbornly continued removing the seal after Lu Ban stopped him. Instead, he had simply turned and left.

From Charlotte's explanation, that man seemed more like someone who sought amusement—a fun-loving idler. Perhaps the godly incarnations of their branch were all more or less like that.

At that thought, Lu Ban noticed that Charlotte was looking at him strangely.

"I'm not the kind of person who acts solely to seek amusement."

Charlotte seemed to have seen through Lu Ban's thoughts, making him wonder whether, while he had been asleep, the woman had also put a roundworm in his stomach.

"You saw the remains in the Glorious Realm, didn't you?"

Charlotte did not make things difficult for Lu Ban. Instead, she turned her head and said,

"Yeah."

Lu Ban nodded.

Those remains seemed to be some kind of protection mechanism—strange and dangerous.

"They possess a certain rule-like trait. They only act when a creature or existence with a certain degree of contamination gazes upon them. After dying, the people of the Glorious Realm turned their corpses into the Great Library's protection mechanism, preventing others from prying into