Welcome Back, Esteemed Director!

"...Login restrictions?"

Ian froze for a moment, then could not help laughing. "Damn it, I've been reincarnated for so long that I forgot Earth in my previous life had this too—how could important work areas possibly let tourists wander in at will? Of course they need authorization."

"As for my authorization..."

Ian raised his head and looked up at the enormous dragon skeleton that seemed close enough to touch, yet was actually far beyond reach.

The Xenobiology Research Institute within the Subspace Labyrinth was unimaginably vast. The colossal dragon skeleton alone, at least a thousand meters tall, was astonishing enough. The twelve thousand-meter towers surrounding it were even more majestic, towering like mountains as they encircled the skeleton and formed a twelve-sided space.

If other people of Terra came here, they would surely think that the Pre-Epoch Civilization had been preparing to create a True Dragon of its own. Or perhaps they had dismantled a True Dragon's remains, leaving only its bones for further study.

But in truth, neither was correct.

This was a "modification."

Ian could tell that the True Dragon reduced to bare bones had absolutely not "died." It had merely sunk into silence—or rather, its skeletal "body" had not yet died. Its incomprehensibly powerful life force throbbed like a beating heart, continually shaking the entire Subspace Labyrinth. The Ancient Dragon Core within Ian resonated with it, making even Ian, who no longer had a heart, feel a savage, pounding "heart palpitation"!

Phantom heartache. The sensation was quite marvelous, and it made him smile. "It seems the goal of the Fifth Energy Level powerhouses—the highest-grade longevity treasure, the Source of Dragonblood—is here... Such dense, surging vitality; no wonder it can prolong the lives of Fifth Energy Level powerhouses."

"And with a target this huge, no matter which direction