Chapter 1645: Chapter 372: Knowing the Origin, Knowing the Outcome

Boss Luo let out a bitter smile. Up to now, he had not only begun to feel a kind of headache—of course, it might also be because his time was currently evaporating at a frantic pace, heavily suppressing his thinking.

“I think I’m probably going to keep tangled up over this question for a very long time.”

The Club Owner said calmly, “You can keep tangling over it. You have more than enough time to agonize over this question. Maybe the longer you doubt, the better it will be for you. In fact, you can still find things you can do… Once you officially become a Proxy Agent, you’ll probably never feel any joy again.”

Luo Qiu frowned. “Going by what you say, my future self should be even less inclined to let me understand this here with you.”

The Club Owner leaned back again, a distant glint flashing in his eyes. “Perhaps, in an even more distant future, your future self has found a way to resolve all this, and that’s why this had to be done. Anything is possible, isn’t it?”

“Including you, cooperating with my future self to set up this time node and bring me down?” Boss Luo’s eyes lit up.

The Club Owner shook his head instead. “In truth, I’m not cooperating. I’m just passively doing this… To put it badly, if your future self were standing in front of me, I might not be able to stop myself from killing him on the spot, because your future self has probably, in some even farther future, made a purchase order that forces me to cooperate passively—my own will is clearly resisting cooperation, because from my perspective, this obviously has no benefit whatsoever.”

Boss Luo’s expression couldn’t help becoming a bit strange… so this Club Owner, for all his steadiness, also had a bit of a mischievous streak?

“Of course, it’s also possible that I can’t beat your future self and end up getting ground into the dirt.” The Club Owner shrugged. “After all, even my present self has fallen for the trick, hasn’t he?”

“Let me understand all this, then let me in the future… let the me who becomes the future me go and do all this again, and make this loop perfectly closed?” Luo Qiu muttered, “Can time really cycle like that?”

“Why not?” The Club Owner asked curiously. “I said already, at a higher dimension, it’s just like when you look at a two-dimensional plane, the triangle ABC. In two dimensions, you can only go from A to B, then from B to C, or from A to C and then from C to B. But in three dimensions, we can know the entire process at once. We know the origin, and we know the result. Everything happens at the same time. Past, present, future, a Trinity. The key is only whether you focus on the origin, the outcome, or the whole—but in fact, all of it is within your sight.”

Boss Luo shook his head, then abruptly asked, “The Eternal Kingdom?”

The Club Owner fell silent at this, and finally gave this answer: “The Eternal Kingdom is the Eternal Kingdom, we are who we are. As for the Eternal Kingdom, I’m still exploring… The Altar’s information demands are extremely high on this front. The hint it gave me is that only the Eternal Kingdom’s Royal Power can annihilate the Club Owner at the root level—but in reality, I’ve never encountered it.”

What was going on? The Club Owner seemed to know even less about the Eternal Kingdom than he himself did.

“I’m not perfect.” The Club Owner suddenly said, “That’s something I only came to understand later… But that doesn’t matter, because it doesn’t affect me doing anything I want to do in my own era.”

“About me?” Boss Luo asked.

The Club Owner shook his head. “That’s the part I dislike, because the time cost for information about you has been raised to nearly infinite, completely beyond my stock. It forces me to suspect that your even-later future self might have already harvested all the Sub-worlds under the Araiye System… including the fact that I’ll forget all this afterwards as well. But whatever. Since this must be the Altar’s arrangement, I clearly can’t resist it—and what frustrates me even more is that I’ll forget all this afterward; I won’t even know that I was once frustrated.”

Even so, the Club Owner remained calm.

“My time is almost up.” Boss Luo shook his head.

“I figured as much.” The Club Owner nodded. “Otherwise, this would be unfair to me too… I am also a Club Owner, and I ought to be the luckiest one who can do as he pleases.”

Just what did you go through afterward, to end up sealing yourself inside that room?

At this moment, this Club Owner was clearly not the one You Ye had described.

“Last question.” Boss Luo stood up, his figure already gradually fading… The evaporation of time no longer allowed him to linger.

“Ask.” The Club Owner nodded. “Ask whatever you want… After this, I won’t let anything like this happen again, so you only get this one chance.”

“If the past can’t be changed, then why can Nero exist in this era, and why could I send Lamias back?”

“That proves they were originally part of this era.” The Club Owner shot Luo Qiu a sideways look. “This is obviously the triangle your future self drew in the long run of time. Still don’t get it? You can draw it too—as long as you have enough time. Got it now? This is the Club Owner, the Club Owner who can freely Control the long run of time and so-called destinies, and doesn’t have to shoulder a shred of responsibility. No matter what you do, there’s always that dumb system called Araiye to take the blame, revising all the variables for you, and it can’t even resist. So? Satisfying enough yet? How the hell do I end up handing over this kind of authority in the future? I must be out of my damn mind!! Get out!”

The near-roaring voice exploded through the study… The dissatisfaction and fury the Club Owner had been suppressing finally broke through the restraints of reason.

Boss Luo, however, laughed… In the instant before he vanished, he revealed a faint smile.

Because he knew that at this moment, this Club Owner might still be his original self…

Luo Qiu vanished, as if he had never come to this era at all.

…

The Club Owner frowned, casting a puzzled look at the space before him. His brows furrowed even deeper, and he couldn’t help murmuring to himself, “Who’s making a move on me… Could it be my future self? Or the next successor in the future?”

Something called urgency suddenly swelled in the Club Owner’s heart… This urgency even gave rise to a fear he had never felt before.

“Then I need to leave myself a way out too…” The Club Owner lowered his head, lost in thought.

His thinking surged to the Limit in an instant, countless possibilities playing out in his mind at once… The Club Owner suddenly tapped the table. “Araiye.”

In the room, a blue-haired, blue-eyed, emotionless girl appeared out of thin air: a Root Authority Holder.

“Rescan and back up Sub-world No. 003 and its related Myths.” At this moment, the Club Owner pointed with a finger. “I’ve already separated out an independent copy of the Mirror World. It will be completely detached from your entire system, not part of your perfect-world cultivation plan… Begin data transfer at once.”

[Understood…]

The blue-haired, blue-eyed girl vanished.

After that, the Club Owner quickly stood up and strode toward the Altar deep inside the Shop.

Facing the Altar spewing black mist, the Club Owner remained silent for a long time before finally gritting his teeth. “I want a branch current completely independent of the long run of time! And it must be shielded… No matter who inherits the Shop in the future, as long as their time hasn’t surpassed mine, they must not discover its existence!”

The Altar did not respond. Only after quite a while did a faint tremor come through.

Only after a long time did the Club Owner slowly walk out of the Altar’s chamber… He returned to the study, where Miss Eleanor was currently waiting, her face full of confusion.

The Club Owner glanced at this Maid, then suddenly said, “I’ll also set up more Border Gates… Have all the currently marked Sub-worlds descend into the Border Gates, and create Black soul envoys at the maximum rate. I need more sacrifices.”

“Lord?” Miss Eleanor’s expression changed in shock… The Club Owner’s time was actually about to hit rock bottom?

Obviously there should still be a vast ocean of time left…

“Don’t ask! Ask again and die!” The Club Owner waved his hand, a cold urgency flashing in his eyes. “Let the Greek God Kingdom hurry up and collapse. I need the Souls of those gods.”

“Understood.” Miss Eleanor nodded reverently, then vanished directly from this place hidden within chaos.

The Club Owner returned alone to the study at this moment, once again leaning back in the chair, sinking into contemplation.

“Why has this urgent feeling in my heart not diminished in the slightest, and even grown more agitated… In the future, am I really going to have to make a trip?”

“Do you permit me to do this… Origin?”

“Answer me.”

The room was utterly quiet… yet the Club Owner’s expression gradually grew richer—he had already received the answer.

It said: You may.

…

…

In the Sanctuary, Dawn was about to arrive.

The inheritance ceremony of the Swan Constellation’s Cloth was about to begin… Everyone was busy for this inheritance ceremony—an inheritance of a Silver Cloth could entirely be conducted by the twelve Gold, it did not require such grandeur.

But this time the goddess had descended, and had already issued a divine oracle, that she would personally preside over this ceremony; only thus would it be so grand.

When Suya left the Acropolis where the Goddess Temple was located, she did not alarm anyone… She left this place only with a single destination in mind.

As for the direction of that destination, it had been given to her by that Sir Gold of the Scorpio Palace.

“To become an Underworld Fighter…” Sister Suya muttered to herself, yet her steps were already gradually drawing away. “I will become an Underworld Fighter stronger than Gold.”

…

Lamias later came back to his senses in a sanatorium in the Sanctuary. As for what had happened at the end in the Icefield, she could only learn of it from the guards’ mouths.

Upon learning that the one who finally succeeded in inheriting the Swan Constellation’s Cloth was that unimaginably powerful female warrior named yarn, Lamias’s expression couldn’t help becoming incomparably strange… The given name was: yarn?

Could it be that her surname was also Kido… Kido Saori?

Heh heh!

Yet this gave Lamias a kind of absurd feeling… She did not know whether this name yarn was truly coincidental, but when that female warrior named yarn appeared before her at the time, a strong feeling indeed surged in Lamias’s heart, making her for a moment think that this was the person she needed to find.

But that feeling later vanished, which made Lamias begin to fall into Confusion—had she found her, or not found her?

Perhaps, she should go and confirm again… The new Crane Constellation Silver was certainly within the Sanctuary at this moment, and waiting for the inheritance ceremony at the arrival of Dawn.

There were no guards watching the sanatorium; Lamias wanted to leave, and there was no obstruction at all… They were basically all busy with matters regarding the inheritance ceremony, which conveniently also gave Lamias considerable ease.

On the main streets, people could be seen coming and going everywhere, some in haste, some constantly discussing… basically all about the matter of the new Crane Constellation. Lamias did not take too much interest in this; she only wanted to know where the new Crane Constellation Silver was right now.

“This place is…”

Unconsciously, Lamias once again arrived before a familiar building—this was the very building within which she had obtained the Awakening of her Power Seed, and had a wondrous intersection with the Gold of the Virgin.

Returning to this old place… in fact it had only been less than a day or two apart, yet Lamias felt as if separated by an age. She walked into the building on instinct.

The warriors still holding fast here to watch over the remains of the former Crane Constellation Silver, Lady Silver Moye, at this moment recognized Lamias. “You again?”

“I… may I go in and take a look?” Lamias asked instinctively.

“You… go in.” This warrior thought for a moment, then nodded and said, “Lord Musa is inside as well, you’d better be quiet… Lord Musa said, if you come, just let you in.”

Musa?

Why would he be here at this time? As the chief of the Gold, he ought to be in the Goddess Temple, accompanying the goddess… after all, the succession ceremony was about to be held.

With this question in her heart, Lamias finally walked into the depths of the building… She once again saw Musa in his plain white robes.

Musa was at this moment sitting cross-legged before Maya’s remains. Knowing that Lamias had arrived, Musa opened his eyes… Looking at Lamias’s face full of doubt, Musa suddenly said, “Do you know why I would help you?”

Lamias shook her head, indicating she did not.

Musa then pointed to the remains upon the stone bed, and said coolly, “Because of her… Maya, my younger sister.”

Lamias couldn’t help opening her mouth, only to see Musa stand up at this moment, walk before his sister’s remains, and lift away the mask covering the face of the former female Silver.

“This is… me?”

At this moment Lamias only felt her brain go completely blank. Looking at the remains lying quietly upon the stone bed, it was as if she saw herself!

It was actually a girl who looked exactly like her… or perhaps, she was the one who looked exactly like that girl!

Could this be the reason she was able to return to this era?

“I can feel that you are Maya’s reincarnation; your Souls are identical… This seems utterly absurd—after all, you look a bit older than Maya—but it has indeed happened right before my eyes.” Musa said in a low voice at this moment. “You… are not of this era, are you?”

Lamias opened her mouth, yet no words came out… Musa, the most powerful person under God?!

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