Chapter 975 - 416: How Much Time Is Left? (Part 3)
Chapter 975 - 416: How Much Time Is Left? (Part 3)
"Even if I don’t proceed with this summoning, my time is already short."
Instead of allowing my life energy to slowly diminish, I’d rather use it to accomplish something truly meaningful."
His silver eyes became brighter:
"I’ve witnessed Eve’s suffering for fourteen years. If my death could bring her relief, such an exchange would be entirely worth it."
The office fell into brief silence, Ron opened his mouth wanting to say something, but was directly interrupted by the other.
"Of course, I’m not entirely altruistic; Eve’s recovery involves some deeper matters..."
Uther suddenly spoke, his tone carrying self-mockery:
"Moreover, the practical operation of this historical projection is also a valuable learning opportunity for you."
His voice turned more subtle:
"Though I speak as though my life is nearing its end, after this, I should still be able to hold on for a few more years, enough to complete the station transfer."
"Station transfer?" Ron keenly captured the key information.
"The new head of the observatory has been confirmed." Uther smiled mysteriously:
"It is someone you know, but I cannot disclose who exactly right now."
The tone hinted at a certain pleasure, clearly anticipating Ron’s reaction upon knowing the truth.
"Next, let’s discuss more important matters."
Uther’s expression became serious again, the silver light around the apparition began to recede:
"Regarding the handling of my void remains after my death."
The divination orb on the table automatically extinguished, and the parchment rolled up for safekeeping.
Only the silver hourglass silently calculated the passage of time.
"The original plan was to divide it between Eve and Cassandra." Uther said slowly:
"But now... the plan needs to change."
His silver eyes showed a look of disappointment:
"Cassandra’s condition is worse than I anticipated; recent intelligence indicates her conquest activities in the Otherworld have spiraled out of control."
"Out of control?"
"It’s not just strategic aggression, but also psychological alienation." Uther elaborated:
"Her choice of conquest targets is becoming increasingly irrational, and the battle damage ratio is completely disregarded.
More alarming is the display of some... pathological emotions."
The old professor shook his head:
"The gluttonous curse has penetrated deeply, beyond reversal; continuing to support her would only foster greater disaster."
"Therefore, I have decided to allocate the majority of the void remains to Eve."
This decision surprised Ron somewhat, but upon reflection, it made sense.
"The remaining portion will be used to sustain key observatory facilities." Uther continued:
"Especially the submersion devices and deep monitoring systems, which require stable void energy support."
His gaze turned to Ron:
"Of course, this arrangement will also provide you with some convenience.
In the future, entering the Abyss will be more concealed and safe; the monitoring system will appropriately... shield your activities, and it involves some plans I intend to activate posthumously."
This hint stirred something within Ron.
Even in the final stage of life, Uther had left some measures behind.
"There’s another matter..." Uther’s tone became more solemn:
"Regarding my previous promise of Great Witch Selena’s void remains."
Selena’s void remains represent the Key to entering the Chaotic Blood World, along with invaluable legacy knowledge, truly a priceless treasure.
"Your performance has far exceeded my expectations." Uther nodded approvingly:
"Not only have you avoided succumbing to the alienation as Cassandra did, but you have demonstrated extraordinary balance and rationality. This stability... has even been recognized by certain higher-level entities."
The last sentence was stated very cryptically, but Ron understood he was referring to the King of Illusions.
"Once you ascend to Moon Level, I will fulfill my initial promise." Uther made his final decision:
"Not only the void remains itself, but I will further impart techniques in History and Astrology to you, as well as the specific methods to open the Chaotic Blood World."
"After all..." he supplemented meaningfully:
"Even Selena’s teacher has expressed approval of you, I naturally have no objections."
This metaphorical expression confirmed Ron’s suspicions.
Uther indeed knew of his contact with the King of Illusions but chose to acquiesce and support.
"Of course, the transmission of this knowledge requires time." Uther continued:
He looked at the silver hourglass:
"I will strive to impart my knowledge to you completely within my remaining time, hoping my life will last adequately long."
Upon saying this, Uther’s expression turned somber.
This clouded expression was one Ron had rarely seen on this perpetually cheerful old man before.
"Lastly, there is one... very worrying situation I need to tell you about."
The office seemed to grow dimmer, even those biological light sources began to flicker faintly.
"Regarding the change in attitude from higher up." Uther lowered his voice:
"Certain beings beyond the Great Wizard level have become thoroughly disappointed with the current situation."
"Disappointed?"
"Yes, disappointed." Uther nodded in confirmation:
"They originally expected Cassandra to lead civilization to new heights, but now it seems... she is just another failed experiment."
The old professor’s apparition began to turn more transparent:
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