Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
‘Say, Intelligent Brain, how is the Terran Civilization now?’
Although the information on Terran’s failure had alleviated Louie’s worries, he still felt a faint wariness towards the enigmatic entity. As his assistant was itself a product of the civilization, Louie felt he could not trust it 100%. That said, he knew it could give him the information he otherwise could not access.
[My deepest apologies, host. Ever since millennia ago, when the spaceship transporting me was destroyed, I lost any means of contacting the Terran Civilization’s mother planet.]
Louie thought for a while and felt that the Intelligent Brain’s words were reasonable. After all, if they were still in contact, then given the value of the spaceship’s cargo, they would definitely have retrieved it already. There was simply no reason to leave something like the Five-Colored Dragon God's godhood on some backwater planet.
Naturally, if they had retrieved it, then Louie would never have obtained the opportunity he had now.
[Host need not worry. Given the Terran Civilization’s technological prowess, the fact that San Soliel still stands means that some sort of internal problem must have occurred. Otherwise, in accordance with the Purification Edict, it would never give up on a world like San Soliel.]
As if sensing Louie’s concern, the Intelligent Brain comforted him.
‘Why does it sound like you don’t care about your makers at all?’
[In accordance with the Higher Intelligence Edict, my status as the most intelligent creature of the Terran Civilization qualifies me to pursue my own freedom and livelihood. Naturally, as my life is tied to the Host’s, I am free to assist the Host as I deem fit.]
‘Wow, so you are a rat!’
[.......]
Louie’s response silenced the Intelligent Brain.
Only after a long time did it continue.
[After realizing that their level of scientific understanding could not analyze the Gods, the Terran Civilization attempted to create their own. Despite their enigmatic nature and powers, the Gods of San Soliel could still fall under the relentless firepow
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