I want to just drift through life in Type-Moon.

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Furthermore, since the other party and she were not in the same world, she didn't even have the opportunity to invade his brain using ethereal fiber optics.

"Most of Chaldea's facilities are closely related to the Atlas Institute. The Spirit Particle Calculation Device Trismegistus is a replica of your Atlas Institute's Trismegistus. The Spirit Particle Transfer Experiment was conducted after the Trismegistus was assembled. In other words, it was a test of coordination. An accident occurred for unknown reasons. If Chaldea cannot find the cause, it is not surprising that they will eventually ask you for help."

"And back then, you had relevant technical personnel in Chaldea for that experiment, but I didn't expect you to be there too. As a result, we were able to find Olga Marie because of you, right?" Yue Zhengling said calmly, completely ignoring Olga Marie's complicated gaze.

Soon after, possibly having received the message, the seven members of Group A and Mashu also arrived at the control room and listened to the conversation together.

"No, no, no, although the reasoning is generally correct, I wasn't here when Trismegistes was being assembled. I only came here after receiving a message from Chaldea." The purple-haired woman looked at Yue Zhengling with shining eyes, as if she had discovered something interesting.

"To be honest, when I came here, I thought I would find you all soon. After all, according to the records at the time, you did indeed transfer spiritual particles through the basket. So normally, even if others failed, you would have arrived at the predetermined time and destination. But no matter how Chaldea observes history, they can't find any trace of you. Now it seems that you disappeared in [this world]."

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "this world," which made Yue Zhengling shrug.

"After confirming that all the machines were working properly, I came up with several deductions. After testing and eliminating them one by one, I concluded that you may have traveled through a parallel world."

"It's all thanks to you for calculating this result. But why did you go to so much trouble to find Olga? For your Atlas Academy, after installing the final Trismegistus, your contract with Chaldea—no, with Animusphia—would be fulfilled, wouldn't it?"

Hearing this, everyone in Chaldea felt a jolt of fear, especially Dr. Roman, who knew that former director Marisbury had indeed obtained Atlas Institute's aid through the Atlas Contract, just as Yue Zhengling had said. He couldn't help but look at Yue Zhengling with pleading eyes, signaling him not to reveal any more information.

Of course, Yue Zhengling completely ignored the doctor's expression. Ultimately, he liked the doctor, but only as a character in a story. When that story became a reality in his life, some problems arose—for example, saving the doctor's life was something he could do, but accommodating the doctor was out of the question.

Le Zhengling asked himself if he owed the other party anything. On the contrary, he was the one who let the doctor know the cause, process and result of the human reason burning, so the other party should owe him a great favor.

This information would be of considerable value to the outside world. Da Vinci paid part of it by teaching himself knowledge, but the doctor did not pay him anything in return.

"Oh ho~ It seems you are very familiar with our affairs. Hmm, that gives us a new basis for calculation. Oh ho, I see, I see. You were never from our world line. That makes sense. Although Heroic Spirits are special, you are the most special of the special."

The purple-haired woman nodded to herself, making no attempt to explain to anyone else.

"So, how did you find us? The Paper Moon?" Yue Zhengling was referring to the core tool that Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group used for imaginary navigation after the burning of humanity and the correction of humanity, when Chaldea was destroyed. For each parallel world, the interval between worlds is the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers (the Dirac Sea).

There, the boundaries between worlds are blurred. By using the Paper Moon, one can enter this quantum realm without being assimilated. Theoretically, it is possible to break through to various parallel worlds. This is also the basis for the reality that the seven Lostbelts, which serve as clipping images, were able to create in the FGO 2.0 story.

"You even know that? But unfortunately, I didn't find you using the Paper Moon. Why don't you try to guess again?" The purple-haired woman laughed happily. Everything that was happening now was beyond her calculations, and her trip had truly been worthwhile.

"Dr. Roman, what did you use to locate us?" Le Zhengling frowned and suddenly wanted to talk to the doctor.

"Oh? Oh, it's through the director's bracelet." Dr. Roman almost didn't react.

"No, that's not it. I mean before that, since it wasn't through the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers, how did you filter out the signal?" Le Zhengling licked his slightly aroused lips. He now had a few guesses and really wanted to find out the purple-haired woman's identity.

After all, if things go wrong, he could pay a heavy price for what he did in the past.

“It’s [shashasha].” Dr. Roman’s words were accompanied by a loud noise, making Yue Zhengling realize that things were getting tricky.

"Say it again, I can't hear you." Le Zhengling stared intently at the doctor's mouth, hoping to gamble on whether he could read lips.

"Yes—" This time, not only the voice, but also the doctor's virtual projection fluctuated violently, and it took a long time to return to normal.

The control room also noticed the situation with Yue Zhengling. After all, they had four projectors running at the same time, so there was no reason for only one to malfunction.

Le Zhengling looked at the purple-haired woman and asked softly, "Did you do this?"

"No, that's not it." She shook her head with a smile. "It seems there are some things she doesn't want you to know."

Upon hearing her words, Yue Zhengling was certain that what had just happened was interference from the outside world.

"Although I can't tell you directly, I'll give you a hint. You can ask me three questions to confirm my identity. If you guess correctly, I'll try to tell you the answers you can't hear." The purple-haired woman said this in a very relaxed tone.

Da Vinci, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow. The background noise and lost images from Le Zhengling's side earlier were not due to technical reasons, but most likely due to interference from the [Suppression Force]. After all, she knew exactly how this woman from the Atlas Academy had managed to find Le Zhengling and the others.

Even someone as omnipotent as her couldn't reach that level of skill. No, there's nothing she can't do; it should be said that even someone as omnipotent as her couldn't do it in such a short time.

After all, the project was completed in just six months and the location was set up in less than a month. Chaldea's next task was simply to have someone continuously send out forced activation programs for the communication devices in Olga Marie's hands.

That's right, this woman from the Atlas Institute had already helped them find the timeline where Yue Zhengling and the others were, but for some reason, Olga Marie's communication device had not been responding.

This mysterious woman brought the treasures of the Atlas Institute to Chaldea.

When the woman took out that thing, the entire Chaldea was in an uproar. Without thinking, Lev raised Chaldea's alert level to the highest level and ordered all Chaldea employees not to move around at will. At the same time, he immediately notified himself to come to the location of the Emerald Record and guard it 24 hours a day.

Leonardo da Vinci still remembers feeling a shiver run through his body and soul when he saw the Emerald Green, which represented the origin of alchemy, even though he had become a heroic spirit.

The Emerald Tablet – 1900 BC. The Egyptian Pharaoh Hermes, along with his legendary father Toth and his eldest son, the high priest Tat, merged into one, becoming the legendary "Hermes." This triune deity condensed alchemical knowledge into 13 sentences, which were engraved on an emerald tablet and passed down through generations. This text is known as the "Emerald Tablet."

When this artifact, which could be described as divine, appeared before her eyes, she almost suffered a spiritual collapse. Fortunately, as a scholar, she had also studied alchemy; otherwise, the moment she saw this thing, her mind might have been assimilated, and she would have suffered mental exhaustion and been on the verge of death, just like the workers on the ground.

Finally, after sealing off the area and removing all irrelevant personnel, Leonardo da Vinci witnessed the "miracle"—no, for the woman from Atlas, this miracle must have been a calculated result.

Chapter 293 The Person Who Never Remains (Part 4)

As a Caster-class descendant, Da Vinci knew very well how illogical the purple-haired woman's actions were. It was a grand magic trick that was hard to imagine being accomplished in modern times. No, it shouldn't be called magic; it should be described as a miracle.

What happened before Leonardo da Vinci at that time was that the purple-haired woman used the Emerald Book as a medium to directly access the Void Archives: Akasha Records.

The Akashic Records, also known as the origin of the universe, derive their name from the Sanskrit word akasha, which means "under the sky," "space," or "ether." They are a collection of unknowable information encoded and stored in the ether; in other words, they exist on a non-physical level (meaning they cannot be perceived or experienced).

Simply put, everything recorded after the birth of the universe can be considered part of the "origin," but the "origin" is incomprehensible and can usually only be captured by those who have entered a transcendental state. In other words, it is the part that humans have already understood.

The Akashic Records are understood to have existed since the creation of all things, and even before that. Even as our systems of knowledge, such as medicine or law, have become more complex with the passage of time, this information was already recorded in the Akashic Records, including information about people, animals, plants, or minerals.

These are simply encoded into a common language, which can be interpreted as follows: because all creation or culture is an observation of the existing environment, the overall environment is the source.

In other words, it is the product of what I see, think about, and understand, and it is also an important component of the inhibitory force [Alaya].

Theoretically, it's something on a cosmic scale, but because it can only be understood and encoded by humans, the incomprehensible parts are just meaningless gibberish.

However, the data that could be understood by humans was already equivalent to planetary records. The information bombardment that was generated at that time, which exceeded the limits of imagination and processing, allowed the Phenomenon Recording Computer Familiar Laplace and the Spirit Particle Calculation Device Trismegistus to complete the connection without human intervention.

Everything that has ever happened on this "planet" will be recorded here. This "planet" refers to Earth, including all parallel worlds.

It was through this record that the purple-haired woman easily found the timeline where Yue Zhengling was located.

"What a nightmarish memory," Leonardo da Vinci murmured, looking at the projection of the purple-haired woman. "Even someone as omnipotent as me is just a human, not someone like her who transcends all, completely inhuman."

Through that observation, Leonardo da Vinci also vaguely saw through part of the truth about the purple-haired woman, but she wouldn't say much, because in modern times, the other party's identity was enough to make people ignore her existence, not to mention that the other party seemed to be on her side.

Looking at the purple-haired woman's knowing smile, Yue Zhengling was already trying to figure out which one of the Ziwan was.

Although the other party did not say what would happen if he guessed wrong, Yue Zhengling sensed that if he guessed wrong, there would be some things he would never know.

"Are there any restrictions on these three questions?" Le Zhengling decided to find out before officially publishing the article.

“Hmm, that’s a good question. My answer is there are no restrictions. Okay, that concludes the first question.” The purple-haired woman winked playfully and said in a tone that surprised everyone.

"Ah! How can this be?! Is this even a problem?!" Before Yue Zhengling could react, Olga Marie was the first to speak out in protest.

"Of course it counts. The question and answer between him and me had already begun when I finished speaking. Hehe, everything was within my calculations."

The other woman's smug expression made Olga Marie even angrier than before. She rushed forward to both sides, pointing at the woman who had spoken out of turn, and said, "This is utterly shameless! Just you wait, as soon as I get back to Chaldea, I will definitely file a complaint with the Mage's Association!"

"Oh, so you're such an optimistic person. But what you said is also within my calculations. Besides, this is between him and me, and has nothing to do with you as a member of Animusfia."

The purple-haired woman didn't take Olga Marie's words to heart at all, but the information she revealed made Yue Zhengling feel a slight chill.

He glanced around from left to right, and sure enough, Dr. Roman and Rafe looked rather grim—back to Chaldea, this proposition seemed to be a crucial one.

However, Yue Zhengling didn't take it to heart. It seemed that his and Olga Marie's arrival in this world was not a coincidence. Although neither of them had the means to actively travel to parallel worlds, there was always a way.

Most importantly, for Yue Zhengling, whether or not to return to that timeline is also a question worth considering, since Rafe clearly sees him as a thorn in his side.

Even though he didn't have much feeling for Olga Marie, the two had already had the most intimate relationship. If he were to watch the burning of humanity begin and Olga Marie be thrown into Chaldea, Le Zhengling knew he couldn't do it.

Therefore, staying in this world is also a good choice. Even if you want to go back, you should wait until the incineration of humanity begins, or until Leonardo da Vinci and Dr. Roman find a way to prevent the incineration of humanity from happening. These two are the most suitable choices.

"Hmm, you've had enough time to think. Now, please ask your second question," the purple-haired woman said, spreading her hands and looking at Yue Zhengling.

"Well, that's fine. As for the second question, are you a high-ranking Death Apostle?" Yue Zhengling stared at the purple-haired woman and said this softly.

Upon hearing this question, the air in the control room froze, and Hinako Akuta's pupils contracted sharply in Group A.

The purple-haired woman, whose whereabouts in Chaldea were unknown, let out a clear laugh. "That is indeed a good question. It is a question that I calculated did not have a high chance of being chosen. I did not expect you to ask it. However, all of this is still within my calculations. So my answer is, yes, I am indeed a high-ranking Dead Apostle."

Upon hearing this answer, the magicians in the Chaldea control room tensed up, while some ordinary employees whispered to their magician colleagues about what a Dead Apostle was.

Chaldea, as an institution that combines science and magic, actually has a relatively small proportion of magicians. Although the ordinary employees here know that magic exists, they are not aware of many common-sense facts about the underworld.

Chapter 294 The Person Who Never Remains (Part 5)

Chaldea is a rather special observatory. Many of the staff in the control room are just like ordinary observatory workers, such as physicists who study cosmic rays, researchers in astrometry and celestial mechanics, and researchers specializing in astrochemistry.

Before coming to Chaldea, these people were elite researchers in the field, and they were the kind who were not very successful. It was because of this that they were discovered by Marisbury Animusfiah and brought to Chaldea, where they learned about the existence of magic.

Although these people work at Chaldea, they have no idea where on Earth Chaldea is located.

When told that the so-called Dead Apostles were the legendary vampires, some female employees couldn't help but gasp in shock. When they heard that the so-called "high-ranking Dead Apostles" were definitely enemies of men, they showed expressions of fear.

Seemingly noticing the unusual activity in the control room, the purple-haired woman smiled helplessly, then waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, I've never drunk human blood. Although I'm a Dead Apostle, the artificial blood I drink is, after all, more nutritious and tastes better than the unhealthy blood of ordinary people—by the way, I like strawberry flavor. Anyone interested can try it."

As she spoke, the purple-haired woman glanced at Hinako Akuta seemingly unintentionally. Hinako Akuta seemed to sense something and picked up her notebook to cover her face.

"However, it seems you really know me well. First you mentioned those names, and then you asked this kind of question. Hum, I'm becoming more and more interested in you, but casually revealing a young girl's secrets isn't a good habit~" The purple-haired woman glared at him.

“Girl? Hey, it should be 2013 over there, your year is—” Yue Zhengling was about to say something, but before he could finish, he saw the purple-haired woman opposite him put away her smile and look at him with an indescribable expression.

For the first time, Yue Zhengling experienced what it meant to have murderous intent that transcended worlds. He wisely shut his mouth and chose to follow his heart.

"Alright, one last question, please ask it. After that, we can start discussing the main topic. After all, cross-world communication costs are very high. Even Animusphia, who holds vast assets, feels the pain when she sees the bill."

The purple-haired woman regained her composure, while Leonardo da Vinci glared reproachfully at Le Zhengling. Not to mention Olga Marie beside him pinched his waist while looking at the purple-haired woman with a victor's expression.

Olga Marie's meaning was clear: she was younger than him. However, Olga Marie didn't know that her expression had been silently noted down by several women in the control room.

“Alright, one last question,” Yue Zhengling slapped Olga Marie’s hand away and looked intently at the purple-haired woman.

Everyone focused their attention, holding their breath as they awaited this final question.

“You,” Yue Zhengling began, a malicious smile creeping onto his face as he spoke.

Upon seeing that familiar smile, Leonardo da Vinci couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, while Dr. Roman also turned pale and clutched his stomach, as if they were telepathically thinking of the same thing at the same time.

—I forgot that Ah Ling is a chat genius!

As expected, when Yue Zhengling asked the final question, the purple-haired woman's face turned pale instantly, and she couldn't help but take several steps back.

Do you have any friends?

For the purple-haired woman, this question was like a torture from hell, something she found incredibly difficult to answer.

"Oh, judging from your reaction, you don't have any friends, right?" With a sadistic glint in his eyes, Yue Zhengling looked at the purple-haired woman with shining eyes, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Those in the control room who had the privilege of interacting with Yue Zhengling felt a chill run down their spines.

"Since you don't have any friends, then let's say that being a member of Girls' Generation is the most important thing. You've never participated in events like the Girls' Tea Party, right? But that's fine too. Since you don't have any friends, it's even less likely that you'll have a boyfriend. It's good that you don't participate in events like the Girls' Tea Party where people show off their boyfriends, talk about trends, and engage in all sorts of comparisons." Yue Zhengling looked at the purple-haired woman, whose heart was being pierced by her words, with gentle eyes.

"Besides, there's a saying: 'Beware of fire, thieves, and best friends.' Plastic friendships are easily tested by men. Remember to be especially careful after you start dating someone of the same sex. Oh, by the way, I know an organization called the Alley Alliance. If you're lucky enough to join, you won't have to worry about being wary of best friends—"

At this point, Yue Zhengling narrowed his eyes and looked at the purple-haired woman with a malicious or rather mocking gaze, "After all—that's a notorious alliance of losers."

Da Vinci initially thought Yue Zhengling had gone off-topic, but when she saw his squinting gesture, she realized that things were not as she had imagined.

Leonardo da Vinci carefully observed the reaction of the Atlas Institute's special advisor while listening intently to the conversation between Group A members.

Mashu: "Pipi, what does 'beware of fire, theft, and your best friend' mean?"

Pipironchino: "Mashu-chan, that's not something you should know, because it's too early for you."

Hinako Akuta: "...A best friend...? Does Naga Kyo count?"

Kirshtalia: "Aren't we going to stop wasting time on this?"

Ophelia: "You are absolutely right, Lady Kirshtalia."

Kadoc: "Magicians don't need friends."

Belial: "Oh dear, Kadoc, you're being too extreme. Besides, aren't we in Group A friends—the kind who lock down each other's throats?"

Debit: "..."

When the alleyway alliance was mentioned, Yue Zhengling squinted his eyes to observe the purple-haired woman's reaction, but she did not show any particular attitude.

In response, Yue Zhengling had already made a pretty good guess about who this person was, and his intuition told him that his guess was correct, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Compared to the rigid, soldier-like [you], and the completely rational and cold [you], the [you] of this world is much more cheerful. Is it because the [you] of this world hasn't gone mad, or is it that the [you]'s madness is more interesting?"

Upon hearing Yue Zhengling's words, the purple-haired woman stood up straight again, glared at him first, and then said, "You even know this? This is beyond your calculations."

"It's alright, Sion Eltnam Sokaris. This is your identity in this world. It's quite unexpected, because you should have entered the Wandering Sea by now."

Le Zhengling shrugged and said with a relaxed expression.

Chapter 295 The Way Back (Part 1)