As their absolute superior life-form, the God of Bloodsuckers had somehow been created.
This was that guy's final corpse.
It was said that dragons were a species born from the Corpse of God. They had already decided to investigate dragon magic before, and now it was clearly time to study this as well.
And for that, they needed...
"Mobius, are you there?"
Russell directly @'d the individual in the chat group who loved researching evolution the most.
"Oh? What is it?"
"I'm doing research. If you're just here to bother me, I'll hang up."
The person on the other end no longer resembled the one who had once even used a cutesy voice and pretended to be a little girl to seduce people. There was not a hint of politeness in her tone.
Russell was startled by her bluntness and immediately became meek. "Then hang up if you want. I'll go find Ruan Mei or the Doctor instead. A cross-temporal life-form and the corpse of a conceptual creature—if you won't study it, plenty of others will. Just wait until your academic standing falls from department leader to college student!"
"?"
The other side sent only a question mark. Then, a photo arrived.
At a glance, it showed a pile of Little Herta dolls, Herta—whose bust was even flatter than Little Herta's—Ruan Mei, the Doctor, and Cyber Ghost.
In addition, two girls who bore some resemblance to Russell stood near their mother. Perhaps because the setting was different, they did not look teasing or tsundere at the moment. Instead, they appeared thoroughly intellectual, even carrying the cold indifference of inorganic matter.
Yes, the aura of top students practically surged out of the photo like spiritual pressure, sweeping across everything and inspiring fear.
"A scholar team-building event? Why didn't you send me