Chapter 69

Lin Yao felt like an umbrella.

A protective umbrella that was forcibly opened 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, rain or shine, freezing or scorching, as if it were growing directly above their heads! When those so-called bigwigs encountered tricky intelligence, tough problems, or unsolvable puzzles, their first thought was always to ask His Excellency Lin Yao for help.

Under this almost harassing frequency, the already impatient SSS-level psychic finally became annoyed.

When the representative from City D came to him again with the excuse of "extreme urgency" and "concerning the survival of mankind", Lin Yao didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

He leaned against the window, his silver hair gleaming coldly in the simulated sunlight, his azure eyes sweeping over the other person with a heart-pounding indifference.

He simply issued an ultimatum.

"This is the last time." His voice was low, but it struck the other person's heart clearly, with an undeniable coldness. "Next time, I don't mind using my fully recovered abilities to implant a simple understanding in everyone who knows the situation: Lin Yao is just a potential level "F" waste, a weakling who can't handle anything independently. For me, accomplishing this task is no more difficult than crushing a bug."

Those high-ranking figures instantly broke out in a cold sweat. They knew all too well the capabilities of the Old God before them. He could absolutely do what he said. The fear that emanated from the depths of their souls made them nod and bow hurriedly, swearing that this would be the last time they bothered him, and quickly presented their aircraft passes to City A.

So, Lin Yao boarded the aircraft bound for City A. The cabin was eerily quiet, the only sound being the low hum of the engines. He was bored, playing a rather idiotic Candy Crush game on the terminal, completely uninterested in the upcoming mission.

It wasn't until the hatch opened that he saw a familiar figure—Qin Feng.

The young master of City B, a man with whom he had a somewhat ambiguous past. Compared to the distant and distant Qin Feng in his memory, the man before him seemed much different. That deliberate distance vanished in front of Lin Yao, leaving only a complex, profound gaze, as if it had a thousand words to say.

Qin Feng watched Lin Yao approach, his lips moved a few times, and finally closed dejectedly, all his words turning into a silent sigh.

Lin Yao didn't even bother to spare him a glance. He had no interest in the self-proclaimed, affectionate thoughts swirling in his head. At the moment, his library of material was overflowing with material, and he had no plans to restock it for the time being.

In front of Qin Feng, he didn't need any disguise. He naturally exuded a lazy yet powerful sense of distance, like an invisible barrier that isolated all temptations and emotions.

The two sat facing each other inside the aircraft. Silence permeated the small space, with only the subtle sound of Lin Yao's fingertips tapping on the terminal screen.

After a long pause, Qin Feng spoke with difficulty, "How have you been lately?"

Lin Yao finally looked away from the terminal screen, raised his eyebrows, and a hint of playful sarcasm appeared in his azure eyes: "What do you want me to answer?"

He spoke slowly, but every word pierced his heart. "Should I tell you I'm not doing well? Then you can logically say, 'Then be with me. I'll make you feel good, a hundred times better than Lu Cheng would treat you'? Or should I say I'm doing well? Then you can comfort yourself by saying, 'As long as he's doing well, I'll be relieved, even if he doesn't have me by his side'? Or should I say, 'It's okay'? Then you can hear the pressure in my voice and go back to the first path?"

Qin Feng was pinned to the spot by this blunt, almost cruel analysis, his face turning pale. He stared at Lin Yao's delicate, cold face for a long time, and finally, all his resentment and complex feelings melted into powerlessness, and he lowered his head deeply.

Lin Yao sneered, no longer interested. He turned his head to look at the clouds flying past outside the porthole, which were simulated by the dome. His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the impatience on his face almost turned into reality.

So annoying!

It’s all because of these annoying guys!

The source of his irritation wasn't just the task itself, but also the fact that Lu Cheng had been strictly controlling his sugar intake because he'd been consuming too much sweets recently. He'd been fussing about this for days, resorting to all sorts of coquettishness and taunting, before Lu Cheng finally relented and promised to make him the blueberry mousse he'd been craving when he got home from work today!

What happened? Before Blueberry Mousse could even be seen, he was kidnapped by these guys and brought to City A! As time passed, his Blueberry Mousse was getting further and further away from him!

Finally, the aircraft landed in City A. As soon as the hatch opened, Lin Yao almost couldn't wait to walk out, and saw Jin standing there with his signature smile that had a hint of madness.

"Welcome to City A again, Lin Yao!" Jin opened his arms and spoke in a warm tone.

Lin Yao looked at him expressionlessly, not hiding his disgust: "...I would rather the last time was the last time."

The group quickly reunited, and Jin and Qin Feng took Lin Yao straight to a heavily guarded secret location.

There, Lin Yao saw the remaining backbone members of the Purifier Organization who were being held in strict custody.

Their purpose was clear: to use Lin Yao's all-pervasive mental power to pry out key information about the improvement of the purification potion formula or Otto's other secret bases from the minds of these stubborn elements.

After all, Lin Yao had never fully and systematically shared the massive amount of information he had dug out from Otto's memory with the top leaders of the four major cities.

Among the faces that were either numb or hateful, Lin Yao saw a familiar figure - Su Rui.

Back then at the D City Supernatural Academy, it was this seemingly gentle pharmacist who calmly guided him to the core of the dome, unveiling the first layer of the world's truth. Thinking about it now, it was naturally part of Otto's meticulous planning.

When Su Rui saw Lin Yao, her originally numb eyes were instantly ignited by deep resentment! She rushed to the specially made transparent cage, her nails scratching the glass, making a piercing sound, and she screamed hysterically.

"It was you, Lin Yao! You devil! It was you who killed my brother. Lord Otto, he was so great! He was the creator of the new world! It was you, you who destroyed his life's work. You destroyed the hopes of all of us, you shall not die a good death! You, the executioner who killed your master, you, the cold-blooded monster! You deserve to be betrayed by everyone! You deserve to be alone forever!..."

Vicious curses spewed out like venom, and every word was filled with poisonous hatred.

Lin Yao, however, just scratched his ear, looking bored. He didn't even frown.

So what?

In the old, dog-eat-dog world he once inhabited, if you didn't kill, they would kill you. His hands were stained with countless blood, yet he never felt the slightest remorse for killing anyone. Otto? Just a powerful enemy standing in his way, plotting against him. Killing an enemy was natural and right. Su Rui's resentment? In his eyes, it was as insignificant as dust.

He didn't bother to listen to the clamor anymore. His powerful mental force, like an invisible tide, instantly swept through the minds of all the prisoners. Brutal, direct, and oblivious to any mental defenses, muffled groans of pain echoed throughout the cell.

Soon, Lin Yao opened his eyes and grasped a key piece of information from the chaotic memory fragments of a backbone - a secret place named "Gate" by Otto himself.

The target was locked. Lin Yao and his men, accompanied by Jin and Qin Feng, quickly rushed to the location of the gate.

It was a sturdy building buried deep underground, its entrance extremely hidden. The actual door was a massive, suffocatingly heavy alloy door, its surface crisscrossed with dark blue energy lines, emanating an aura of indestructibility. Any attempt to force its way through would seem ridiculous and futile.

"Special information authentication is required to open it." The accompanying technician came to this conclusion after testing it with sweat all over his head.

Lin Yao stepped forward, his mental power like the most sophisticated probe, silently probing the core area of ​​the door lock. It was an extremely complex encryption system, requiring the simulation of Otto's unique biological information and mental fluctuations to correctly unlock it.

He had just mobilized his mental strength and was about to simulate information related to Otto...

"Buzz—click!"

The extremely heavy alloy door actually made a slight sound the moment it sensed his mental power, and then slid silently to both sides!

Lin Yao was stunned. This reaction... was completely unexpected.

The others didn't care to be surprised and rushed in impatiently. Then, everyone was shocked by the scene before them and was speechless.

Behind the door was an enormous underground space, towering metal racks arranged neatly like a forest, stretching as far as the eye could see. Countless transparent containers were densely packed on the racks!

Inside is——

There are various kinds of seeds with different shapes and rich colors.

Precision animal and plant tissue specimens are soaked in special solutions and are well preserved.

The cryogenic storage tubes marked with complex codes undoubtedly contain precious DNA samples.

There are also rows of metal boxes containing unknown items.

The sheer volume of these things was so overwhelming that it filled the enormous basement to the brim. Furthermore, all the containers were in optimally sealed condition, using advanced technology to ensure they would not decay for a hundred years.

The others looked at this scene that looked like a giant treasure trove, their faces filled with confusion and excitement, but they had no idea what these things were.

Only Lin Yao's azure pupils shrank slightly.

He was so familiar with them! These… all belonged to the Garden of Eden, or rather, the sparks of life that once existed in Gaia before the pollution began. They were Otto's collection of biological treasures, enough to rebuild an entire ecosystem.

"Sir Lin Yao, do you know what these are? What are they used for?" someone asked excitedly, as if seeing hope of solving all difficulties.

Lin Yao's face darkened instantly, and he said in a hard tone, "I don't know. I don't know anything."

Looking at the vast treasure in front of him without any markings or explanations, a clear and cold thought instantly ran through Lin Yao's mind.

He finally understood how far-sighted his mentor was, and how...pathetic.

Otto, perhaps knowing from the outset that Daedalus, the mechanical god he had painstakingly created over three hundred years, could never defeat a true god from the Old World, was a formidable force. He harbored a mortal thirst for supernatural powers, fully aware of the immense power possessed by those possessing them. This obsession led him to attempt to rival, and even defeat, the gods in his mortal form. But deep down, he knew—how could a mortal possibly defeat a god?

Therefore, his life is full of tragic contradictions: he longs to become a supernatural being but cannot; he wants to fight against the gods with mortal wisdom but knows that he will fail.

But he was unwilling to give up! He wanted to use these three hundred years to fulfill his long-cherished wish and personally create a god that belonged to the new world.

Therefore, the key to open the door is Lin Yao's spiritual power, because only the gods of the old world can open the future treasure house of the new world.

Therefore, everything here is unlabeled. This is because only Lin Yao can extract the names, characteristics, planting methods, and cultivation techniques of these seeds, specimens, and DNA from Otto's memory... everything.

There is also the crucial formula for neutralizing pollution, as well as all the core technologies for subsequent land purification and maintenance, and ecological reconstruction... all require Lin Yao.

And in the old days when Otto lived, when pollution had not yet eroded the world, what was the existence that could meet all these requirements and lead mortals to use these treasures to rebuild the world called?

god!

"The new god will ascend the throne by stepping on the corpses of the old gods..."

Otto's cold voice seemed to echo in Lin Yao's ears. The true meaning of this sentence was now clear.

It does not refer to Daedalus killing Lin Yao.

Rather, it refers to Lin Yao, a god from the Old World who self-destructed in the Old World, experiencing a death before emerging into the New World. In this polluted, resource-starved world, where humanity is trapped in despair, he uses his powerful abilities to interpret Otto's legacy, guide ignorant mortals, and rebuild a brand new world!

Otto was using his posthumous plans to force Lin Yao onto the throne of the new world's god. Without Lin Yao's abilities and the knowledge he extracted from Otto's memories, everything here would be a pile of useless garbage.

He was tricked!

Even though his mentor, who had died many days ago, had turned to ashes, he was still plotting against his former disciple in this way, forcing him to walk the path of deification that he had once disdained.

Lin Yao's face was so dark that water could drip out of it.

"Have you finished reading it?" He asked coldly, his voice filled with suppressed anger at being plotted against. "If you're done, leave now."

"But... Lord Lin Yao," someone said anxiously, "We still don't know what these are or how to use them. This may very well be the key to solving all our current difficulties."

Lin Yao pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile: "Okay, then you guys take your time to watch and study it. I'm leaving first."

He turned and walked out without a trace of lingering steps, leaving only a light warning, "Be careful not to break it. Of course, it's okay if it breaks. That madman Otto has built at least three of the same resource libraries."

He strode out of the cold basement and was once again bathed in the false natural light simulated by the dome. He looked up at the artificial sky, a cold and piercing smile curling up at the corner of his mouth.

"I've said before," he whispered to himself, his voice low but filled with a resolute determination to cut through everything, "the new world doesn't need gods."

Mission accomplished! Although the result made him extremely unhappy.

Now, he can finally return to City D.

He went back to eat the blueberry mousse that his boyfriend had made for him, which he had been craving for.