"What's wrong?"

Jiang Er, wearing a blue yukata, floated to his side and asked in confusion.

An Qingyu placed the experimental report in his hand on the table and said solemnly:

"Just like what Yuri Hei-tetsu thought, Yuri Takishiro was detained by the Oracle as soon as he was born and became the No. 0 experimental subject. In the first three years, since Yuri Takishiro's body had not yet grown, the experiments were mainly based on observation and blood sampling. After he was four years old, they began to inject him with various drugs...

The ingredients of these drugs are very complex, and several of them do not seem to be conventional chemicals extracted artificially. They should come from somewhere else and have terrifying potential. While they are developing new artificial hormones, they are injecting them into Yuuri Takishiro. After each injection, there is a high probability of causing strong side effects.

Every time this side effect occurs, they will inject another drug that overdrafts potential. The ingredients are similar to the Night Watchman's Ghost Guide, but it is relatively milder and will not be fatal in a single injection if injected in small amounts..."

"On the one hand, they injected him with artificial hormones and forced him to death, and on the other hand, they overdrew his potential to bring him back to life?" Jiang Er frowned tightly, "He is only a thirteen-year-old child... What exactly do they want to do?"

"Potential stimulation, blood purification, gene recombination." An Qingyu looked at the experimental report in front of him and spoke slowly:

"They...want to create a god."

“Creating a god?!”

"Using scientific methods to allow people to break through their physiological limits, so that they can get infinitely close to gods, or even step into the realm of gods. This is the ultimate goal of this thirteen-year experiment." An Qingyu said calmly.

"But, entering the divine realm requires laws. How can science give him laws?" Jiang Er asked.

"I don't know..." An Qingyu pondered for a moment, "Perhaps this has something to do with the so-called 'royal blood'?"

"Did they succeed?"

"Based on the current experimental situation, no."

"I have another question." Jiang Er paused, "This country believes in gods, right? Is it really allowed by gods to create gods?"

An Qingyu slowly stood up and looked at the chessboard on the low table beside him, with a faint smile on his face:

"The messenger of God is secretly creating a god... It seems that the secrets here are more interesting than I thought."

…

【Pure Land】.

The other side.

At the edge of the silver disc, the hatch slowly opened, and the white-robed oracle flew into the hatch from the clouds outside the [Pure Land]. With a slight wave of his hand, the hatch closed heavily, isolating all the strong winds from the high altitude from outside.

The white-robed Oracle, who had just returned from outside, walked to the electronic display screen and spoke calmly:

"'Yujin', I'm back."

"Please verify your identity."

A faint light shone from the corner of the display screen into the left electronic eye of the white-robed oracle. The white light circle in the eye shrank slightly. After the identity verification was completed, the door in front of the oracle gradually opened and he stepped in.

The interior space of [Pure Land] is very large, roughly equivalent to the floor area of ​​more than a dozen large gymnasiums, but 70% of it is used to store equipment and hardware facilities necessary for the operation of [Pure Land], which are intelligently controlled by "Yujin". The rest is the prison area, experimental area, living area, training area, etc.

The white-robed oracle walked through the long corridor and came to his own territory. He stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city below, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"'Hatsune'."

"I am here."

"Where did No. 2 go?"

"Oracles No. 2, No. 4, and No. 6 went to Osaka to suppress the Lord of the Sword of Huojin. Oracle No. 4 lost his soul connection six hours ago, and the automatic detonation device was also activated. Oracle No. 2 had undergone a mental transformation and was separated from his original transformed body. His vital signs could not be detected and his life or death was unknown. Oracle No. 6 was seriously injured and his whereabouts are unknown now."

"One is dead, one is seriously injured, and the other one is unknown whether he is alive or dead..." The oracle of the white robe frowned slightly, "Has the replication of No. 4 started?"

"Oracle No. 4's replication program has been initiated. It is estimated that the body reconstruction will be completed in 95 hours and 32 minutes. After that, memory data transmission and backup recovery will be carried out..."

The white-robed oracle nodded slightly. He looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy.

"We lost three oracles at once... What happened in Osaka?"

He muttered to himself.

…

Osaka.

Amusement park.

boom--!!

Amidst bursts of screams, the roller coaster whizzed across the track, drew several winding arcs in the air, and dived down from the sky at an astonishing speed!

Yurina and Uncle Kyosuke sat in the first row with their arms outstretched, feeling the excitement and difference brought by the feeling of weightlessness, and shouting excitedly, their voices echoing in the sky.

Under the roller coaster, Lin Qiye leaned on the fence, looking at the father and daughter who were having a lot of fun, with a faint smile on his face.

"Ice cream."

Amamiya Haruki walked out of the shop behind him, holding four ice creams in his hands, and handed one to Lin Qiye.

"Thank you." Lin Qiye smiled.

Amamiya Haruki looked up at the roller coaster whizzing by, with a hint of a smile on his face: "It looks pretty good."

“It’s a pretty enjoyable occasion.” Lin Qiye held the ice cream in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he let out a long sigh.

Amamiya Haruki stood aside, a hint of depression flashing in his eyes.

"The fate of this family is too rough."

"Yeah..." Lin Qiye smiled bitterly, "I hope that one day, they can really be happy."

Just as the two were chatting, the roller coaster slowly stopped. Uncle Kyosuke got off the car holding Yurina's hand and walked towards Lin Qiye and the others with a smile.

"You also prepared ice cream for us? Amamiya, you are so thoughtful." Uncle Kyosuke took the two ice creams and handed one to Yurina.

"Thank you, Amamiya-nii."

Yurina licked the ice cream and her eyes turned into crescents.

"It seems to be getting late, we should go back." Uncle Kyosuke looked up at the gradually gloomy sky. A few thick dark clouds had begun to block the sunlight in the sky. "It won't rain soon..."

"Are we going back?" Yurina seemed reluctant to leave. She shook Uncle Kyosuke's hand and said pitifully, "Dad, I want to play the bungee jumping machine again. Can you go with me? After this, we'll go home!"

Uncle Kyosuke glanced at the sky and nodded decisively, "Okay, let's play the bungee jumping machine one last time!"

“Go, go, go!”

Yurina grabbed Uncle Kyosuke's wrist and ran quickly towards the towering bungee jumping machine in the distance.