The other party didn't answer.

"Dududu..."

The other party hung up the phone.

Klein doesn't know the other party's secret identity, nor does he know what the other party's motivations are. He only knows that although the other party can have an influence on the North Bureau, and also represents some key things of the North Bureau to a certain extent, but

In fact, he is not the direct commander of the Northern Bureau——

The Northern Bureau is directly responsible to the Emperor, not to anyone or any force other than the Emperor, such as the Federal Bureau of Abnormal Biology Investigation.

And the voice on the other side of the phone - the arrogant legend of yesterday, the direct person in charge of the Lunar Orbital Matrix project, the aristocratic genius with confusing motives and no logic in his actions, William Master, as a federal anomaly

The chief investigator of the Biological Survey Bureau, theoretically speaking, does not have the power to drive him.

To him, William Mast was just a jailer.

The jailer has the key to unlock the door of his brain's thinking room. As long as he uses the key to open his brain, he can obtain all his thoughts and ideas anytime and anywhere.

Fortunately, after the last time he briefly obtained the Eighteenth Month, Klein built a safe house for himself in the cell of his brain. He hid his true will and thinking in the safe house, so much so that the jailer was not interested in it.

His true thoughts are unknown.

And things always have two sides. Klein knew that he was able to further physically transform his brain - this deeply modified biological body, which meant that this body had begun to collapse, and his spirit would also

He lost control due to the mutation that transformed his body.

Klein is never afraid of death.

He just didn't want to die like a useless bug.

He thought that no matter what, he must do something to prove that he had been there.

He looked at his phone, thought for a moment, and dialed Han Yang's number.

"Mr. Han."

The other party was very frightened.

"Do you still have contact with those people from [Manga] back then?"

There was a suffocating sound coming from the other side of the phone that was suppressed but still revealed.

Klein knew he had guessed correctly.

"Well, Mr. Han, if you are free, let's pick a time and a place to sit down and talk about the people in Menga back then."

…

…

At this moment, there is a gap between the real world and the [Wilderness], within the lost fragments of the [Deep Sea Age].

The silent and lifeless lightless world was like a huge cemetery. Chen Yan always felt like someone was talking around him. He was nervous, so those voices did not sound clear.

The consciousness extending from the main body through the [Stone Gate] is too nervous to perceive this fragmented world well.

Chen Yan was having a headache because he could not relieve the tension, and a figure suddenly appeared in the dark waters covered by his perception.

When he sensed the figure, it was already less than two meters "in front of" him.

He panicked because he sensed that the figure was "moving". The figure was swaying in the thick black water, like a lonely soul on a mass grave...

When Chen Yan manipulated his perception to dodge, the incredible inertia that could act on his mind had brought him to the "human figure".

At an almost touching distance, the darkness buried the figure's face, but Chen Yan still sensed its appearance——

It's like the oil paintings in spring have lost all their colors, the flowers in the vases have all withered and withered, and the children singing happily in the black and white pictures have smiles on their faces, but they can't make a sound...

'This is a lost world, a world that is about to be destroyed, but has been sealed because it meets certain special conditions. The [Desolation] in the wilderness is like formalin solution, completely immersing this world in it, making it

Dehydration kills all proteins and destroys all carbon-based biological chains...'

Osmandis' voice appeared again, dispelling part of the fear surrounding Chen Yan.

Chen Yan communicated with him:

‘[Desolation]…what exactly is it?’

Osmandis did not answer directly, his voice was very slow, and in this sticky darkness, it seemed that even time had slowed down a lot.

‘[Desolation] is [Desolation].

The decay of all the past is [desolation];

All the weariness of the present time is also [barren];

The force that causes all things that should be destroyed to be destroyed in the dust of history is "desolation".'

Chen Yan did not complain about his abstract rhetoric, because he found that at this moment, when facing this incredible scene in front of him, he actually understood what Osmandis wanted to express.

'【barren】……

【Desolation】is the natural decay of things over time.

[Desolation] is the oblivion that is destined to occur due to the development of the times.

[Desolation] is...'

Chen Yan felt something was wrong:

‘But all this should happen naturally, and [Desolation] is obviously proactive!

[Desolation]...is alive!’

Osmandis said with absolute certainty:

‘[Desolation] can be living or inanimate, a dead thing that can only perform its vocation...

In an unknown era, due to some special reasons, the power of [Desolation] took on life, and even resided in certain organisms, giving them the power of [Desolation]——

Since then, [Desolation] has become the agent of the world, executing the rules of banishing old things on behalf of the world.’

Chen Yan was a little timid:

‘[Desolation] will obviously cause accidental injuries.’

Osmandis was noncommittal:

'Who knows, the will of the world is as huge and confusing as a nebula. No one knows what the world will become, and no one knows what kind of orders [Desolation] is executing.'

Chen Yan asked:

'Is the world... some kind of god?'

When Osmandis answered this question, Chen Yan felt a strong confusion in his consciousness:

'Maybe, maybe not... who knows, who knows...'

Chen Yan sensed the danger from this question. He thought he could no longer think about it and immediately changed the topic:

'What just passed me?'

Osmandis' answer was brief:

'It is the remains of a [Fallen One]... It failed to escape the fall of the world. It was abandoned by the world along with the old era, and sank into the wilderness with the past.'

Chen Yan repeated a phrase from his words:

'The fall of the world? Is the end of the Deep Sea Age another doomsday? Just like the beginning of the Deep Sea Age?'

Osmandis obviously knew this period of history, because he answered very clearly and used clear words:

'The curtain call of the Deep Sea Age was very peaceful - the world naturally entered the next historical cycle, the black sea water receded, revealing the continental shelf, the sky was illuminated by flames again, so people were able to return to live on land from the sea, and civilization once again

Recovery, everything starts to happen again...'

Chen Yan responded to him with sufficient doubts:

'Are you so sure?'

Osmandis' tone was filled with "of course":

'I saw it with my own eyes.'

Chen Yan smelled something unusual from this phrase:

'How did you see it? Tell me...'

Osmandis responded in a "this is really boring" tone:

'It's not interesting, it's as common as seeing the sun rise every morning... Just don't say it.'

Chen Yan speculated that Osmandis also had the ability to use synesthesia. Perhaps he came into contact with things about the end of the Deep Sea Age, so he knew that period of history.

After having this conversation, Chen Yan's fear was greatly reduced.

And the other good news is that in this viscous seawater full of various impurities, the ubiquitous darkness and even fear are gradually being covered up.

After relaxing mentally and seeming to adapt to a part of the pure darkness, Chen Yan's perception gradually returned to normal levels, and things that were once silent under the sea gradually became felt by him.

He even heard their intermittent and incomplete sounds.

"The small boat is surrounded by a dark sky. The two ends of the small boat are pointed. I am lying in the small boat, and there is only a dark sky in my eyes..."
To be continued...