"Goodbye, Professor!"

"Professor Carl, see you tomorrow!"

“…”

In the evening, the students in the laboratory left one after another, leaving Carl alone to deal with the rest.

On the screen, data is updated quickly.

Carl stood in front of the laboratory instruments, sighed and put the papers in his hand on the table.

In his 'field of vision', there was more than just the laboratory in front of him.

The fragment of the divine domain was shrouded in a complex witchcraft formation, and biological samples were also being analyzed inside.

Those biological samples came from hundreds of years ago.

"Finally there is an answer."

He whispered to himself, "More than six hundred years ago, the genetic genes of humans in the Eastern Kingdom were artificially modified."

"Who did it?"

"What's the purpose?"

The Eastern Kingdom is a vast continent with a human population in the billions. Modifying the genetic genes of so many people is definitely a huge undertaking.

Even for a sixth-rank upper god, it is not easy to do this.

What’s more…

Why transform? The transformed humans do not have any special talents, nor have they evolved any special abilities.

There was no difference from before, and if Carl hadn't spent a lot of time to verify it, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference.

"Every one of the gods in the Eastern Kingdom continent is an ancient god. Even if their strength is at its lowest, they still have the strength of the sixth-level peak. If the six gods merge into one, they will be the seventh-level main god."

Carl was thoughtful: "According to the records in the wizard's book, the seventh-level main god is transcendent and immortal, and is the most powerful existence in the universe."

"And all the gods of the Eastern Kingdom have fallen. If I can obtain the power to make them fall, it will no longer be impossible to protect the other world."

“That’s strange…”

He knew that the God-killing Spear could kill gods, but it was impossible to kill six gods in one go.

There must be one living person.

after all,

The God-killing Spear needs to be held in the hands of a god to exert its power of killing gods, otherwise it is just an ordinary object.

"professor!"

A timid voice sounded, interrupting Karl's thoughts.

Coming back to his senses, he looked in the direction where the voice came from: "It's Barrow!"

"Where have you been lately?"

Because he was a test subject, Barrow's hair was shaved bald and his face looked a little pale.

He escaped from the experimental base of the Temple of the Gods and first went to the Night's Watch before coming here.

"I……"

Barrow opened his mouth:

"Something happened recently."

"Barrow."

Carl sighed and walked over: "You are very talented in biological genetics, and I admire your efforts, but you can't do this."

"Since I took over the lab, you've been absent for long periods of time twice in a row due to accidents."

"Maybe……"

"You are not cut out for working in a lab."

"Professor!" Barrow's face turned pale when he heard this: "Give me another chance, I...I will definitely do my best and will never let you down."

"Why?" Carl shook his head: "Researchers not only need to have talent and patience, but also have simple interpersonal relationships."

"Your mind is not on this. I can introduce you to a company in the Bito Group, or..."

"You have your own way."

"Professor." Barrow pursed his lips and repeated, "Please give me another chance!"

"..." Karl was speechless: "Okay."

He nodded, his eyes flickering slightly as if he had thought of something, and he casually took out a piece of 4a paper and handed it over.

"This is some information I found in the library. It contains some records of gods from ancient times."

"One of the gods is called the Lord of Source. My eyesight is not very good. Can you help me read the words above?"

"God?" Barrow took the paper and looked stunned:

"Does the professor's experiment have anything to do with gods?"

"That's not the case." Carl shook his head. "But some people say that the crustal movement more than 600 years ago was caused by the power of God. Although it's a joke, it doesn't prevent me from looking up the information."

He used to absolutely not believe in the existence of 'God', but now it's different, he firmly believes in it.

He hated the Pantheon even more.

"Professor, there is another pattern on it. Every god has his symbol, and this one should be no exception."

"Lord of the Source!"

"The King of All Aspects!"

“…”

Barrow whispered, his voice gradually becoming solemn, and then he suddenly paused as if he realized something was wrong.

"A strange name."

Karl didn't take it seriously, took back the paper and waved his hand: "Go back and have a rest, and remember to come to the lab on time tomorrow."

"yes."

Barrow's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Professor!"

Watching Barrow's back go away, Carl slowly withdrew his gaze, and with a flick of his wrist, the paper disappeared.

He already understood what had happened to the "human beings" in this world, and it was not in their physical bodies.

But...

Belief!

"The humans in this world have undergone some kind of transformation, and have become naturally lazy about faith. Even if I recite the names of gods, I can only have a weak reaction."

"Even if you believe in gods, the power of faith is extremely weak."

"so……"

"Is this the end of the roots of the gods?"

* * * “Professor Carl, why are you suddenly interested in history?”

Ruili took a thick book from the library shelf, walked to the table and put it down with a smile:

"Are you planning to change your career in the future?"

"That's not the case."

Carl shook his head:

"I recently analyzed biological genetic information and found that about seven hundred years ago, many organisms underwent genetic mutations, so I wanted to see if anything special happened during that period in history."

"Of course." Ruili shrugged.

"More than 600 years ago, there was a famous crustal movement, and various creatures were forced to change their living environment."

"You should ask a geologist about this."

"Crustal movement." Carl nodded. "As I recall, the Federation was founded after that period. There are few records of history before that?"

"In the past, the means of recording history were limited, and most of them were in the hands of the clergy of the Vatican." Ruili said:

"As you know, the history of the Holy See has everything to do with God, so it can't be considered official historical material."

"During that time, natural disasters and man-made disasters continued. The Church was only concerned with collecting money, which angered the people and launched a thirty-year-long campaign to destroy the gods. As a result, all the books in the Church were destroyed, leaving only some remnants."

"Anti-God Movement?" Carl asked, "Who started it?"

"Ordinary people." Ruili said, "There is no main messenger."

"boom!"

While the two were talking, they heard a loud noise from the test building and a ball of fire bloomed in the distance.

"Again?"

Ruili looked stunned.

Carl was speechless.

…………

Barrow was covered in wounds, but with the help of several night watchmen, he finally repelled Jim's attack.

“Boom boom!”

"Enter."

In the office.

Carl sorted out the documents and looked at Barrow helplessly:

"You go now."

"You've been in the lab for a day and the lab can't be stable. This place is really not suitable for you."

Barrow opened his mouth and sighed silently.

Just like what the night watchman Chris said, once you come into contact with that world, you can never go back to the past.

(End of this chapter)