"Is there any problem technically?"
"Technically, there are certainly no issues. I will compile a list of the modifications needed within the island and hand it over to you."
"I understand. I will cooperate with you fully."
"However, there is still one problem: we need a living Celestial with a pure bloodline to serve as a reference for the data."
In truth, this was the very issue that troubled Aiba Asagi the most.
At this moment, the mechanical voice of the Mogwai emanated from the computer speakers.
"That is correct. On a technical level, we face no difficulties, but to ensure the data is precise, a Celestial with an extremely pure bloodline is essential."
"..."
Nangong Natsuki cast a sidelong glance, and Aiba Asagi, also looking at William, let out a sigh.
William felt a wave of helplessness.
The reason both women were looking at him with such expressions was that, just two months ago, he had casually slapped to death a Celestial who had existed since ancient times.
The former president of MAR, Lian Shafriar!
"You can't blame me for that! Who would have thought that an old man who couldn't even see his own situation clearly at the time would have such a use?"
William spread his hands in resignation.
When he had captured that old geezer, the man had been incredibly arrogant.
He showed none of the awareness expected of a prisoner, acting as if the piles of his subordinates' corpses had no impact on him whatsoever.
Faced with such an arrogant fellow, William truly hadn't bothered with small talk.
He had searched the man's memories for the method to activate the Holy Annihilation legacy and then slapped him to death.
"It's fine. We'll search the whole world!"
"Although their numbers are indeed quite small, there shouldn't