I Have a Dice Left by a God-Chapter 308 - 175: Artificial Human

Hearing this, Nair and Karoni exchanged a glance, both seeing the curiosity in each other’s eyes, wondering how he was still alive. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"I pierced my heart with the divine weapon bestowed by the Priest, but I didn’t die," Batty said, bowing his head.

"This is the mercy of the Trifecta God upon you. What happened is very important; you must answer truthfully, without any falsehood, and do not add your own imagination," Nair said calmly.

"Yes, sir, I’m not very clear. I thought I was dead," Batty said, pointing to his chest, "It felt like there was an explosion here, seemed to hear a voice, something about life and death, and Mother Blade, then I woke up."

Nair frowned slightly; it was just as he suspected. This Roto accidentally triggered the First Life Star of the Divine Relic, but unfortunately didn’t remember the full name, Mother Blade, unclear what divine authority it corresponds to.

Batty continued, saying that his power had increased, his combat ability had strengthened, and he had been guarding the lighthouse until this time, when more Fallen attacked, causing the torch to be damaged, and then he was brought back.

"Karoni, do you have anything to ask?" Nair said indifferently, always giving the impression of being unconcerned about anything.

In this situation, this Roto had harbored the Divine Relic and awakened its power, with no issues concerning loyalty. Facing madness and whispers, he stood firm in his faith through suicide, a standard trait of a Roto, but awakening a Divine Relic involves uncertainties.

Karoni shrugged, "I’m an outsider in this regard, you decide, but I see this kid has a good physique, he can last for some time."

Nair looked at Batty and thought, too. If they killed him, what about the Divine Relic? It’s still troublesome unless completely abandoned. But if it’s the power of the Trifecta God, it would be a sin. Mother Blade, a little like the authority of the Trifecta God, he couldn’t easily make a judgment on this matter.

"Lock him up for now, I need to report to the High Priest," Nair said.

Karoni clapped his hands, and the guards outside came in to escort Batty back to the dungeon. In the room, Karoni looked at Nair, "Does the Divine Relic he harbored have anything special about it? You seem very cautious."

Nair shook his head, "One of the Ownerless Divine Relics, it simply involves the hidden power standard situations, didn’t expect that not only did he not die, but also awakened the First Life Star."

The initial plan was only to harbor it for a while, constantly wearing down the malice of the Divine Relic with life, eventually to be inherited by Tishili or the Head of the Exalted Gate, but he directly inherited it, causing complications.

Karoni yawned, "You all decide, hey, by the way, do you have any good maids there, send me a few."

Nair helplessly shook his head, "If you keep behaving like this, I feel like your family is going to replace you."

"With you here, they wouldn’t dare, haha," Karoni laughed, "it’s agreed then, you can’t back out."

The maids are selected from among the Sherens and Rotos, serving the lords is considered a noble profession to them. Surely those from the Head of the Exalted Gate are better, don’t be fooled by their dark skin, there are truly beautiful black pearls among them, and they are very obedient.

After chatting with Nair for a while, Karoni sent Nair off. As the Steward of the Attendant Hall, Karoni managed Anan Prison, which was actually quite insignificant. Considering the Mant family’s status, they could have chosen a better field, but he chose this one for its ease and simplicity.

After Nair left, Karoni drank from the special purified water of Divpo City, something only the top of the Head of the Exalted Gate and Tishili could enjoy.

This Roto has issues!

Nair surely wasn’t foolish, nor lacking vigilance, but the Head of the Exalted Gate completely avoids interaction with the lower levels, even their contact with Tishili is only with the Tishili nobles closely associated with the Head of the Exalted Gate.

For hundreds of years, they’ve been accustomed to residing high above.

From the moment Batty entered, he kept his head down, but having his head down didn’t mean respect; on the contrary, it was a disguise. His voice was steady, not a bit nervous. Normally, a Roto after committing a mistake, upon seeing Tishili and the Head of the Exalted Gate, wouldn’t be like this unless knowing one’s sins are too deep to bear, having a death wish, yet Batty showed none of that. Instead, he was suppressing himself. His recounting of the experience was too smooth, without stuttering, indicating he had thought about it for a long time, knowing he would be interrogated, and prepared this speech in advance.

He is concealing the truth.

Having returned to the cell, Batty could only quietly await the outcome of his judgment.

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The jewel of Moncalleta, Hedan, under the red moon.

In a room at Lirong Inn, the typewriter clattered at such a speed, it was almost smoking. Dao Yuan Continent’s most diligent author was furiously typing away, the gods moved to tears.

At Hex Bird Society’s Fifth Branch on Mahler Street, the night was quiet, the red moon’s light draping a mysterious veil over the society.

At this time, the vision pierced underground, below the Hex Bird Society was a vast underground base. Isaac was meticulously caring for his treasure. This place was really great; this was the closest he’d ever come to success. Time was ticking ever closer, just a little more, and his experimental results would bloom on Dao Yuan Continent, making people forever remember the great name of Isaac.

A knock came from outside, Isaac floated to the door, as runes flickered, the heavy stone door rose, and a man and a woman entered.

Night Patrol chief captain of Hedan, Christie, and president Ma Zhe, while outside there were more than a dozen night patrols in black attire. Isaac glanced at the patrol and said bluntly, "Let them wait outside."

Christie coldly nodded, entering the laboratory with Ma Zhe, the stone door closed behind them, and they looked at the grotesque, repulsive creature pieced together from various human organs.

This was the highest-level emergency order just received by her and Matthew, a temporary mission directly issued by the Church Hall of the Moon God’s Court, to assist Isaac in creating the Artificial Human.

Only key participants could know; no one else could be informed.

Over the years, Christie had encountered plenty of absurd tasks, but none as outrageous as this. The Bird Society had to assist Isaac in creating an artificial human; she didn’t know the purpose nor had the right to ask, and was clueless about what use such a blasphemous creature would serve, only able to watch it take form and provide the Moon God’s power for protection.

The artificial human, bound on the laboratory table, opened its eyes, curiously scrutinizing Christie and Ma Zhe, as most of the time, he could only see Isaac, this "father" whose feet never touched the ground.

Though full of stitches, barely considered a person, it looked very eerie. His chest was aglow with Hex-Tech light, which was the heart of the artificial human—the Hex Core.

The Hex Core provided the artificial human with formidable power and some unknown elements.

In Hedan, the Earth Mother Goddess’s domain, places to evade the secret powers of the Earth Mother Goddess Court were rare, and Hex Bird Society was among them. Using the massive popularity and Hex-Tech pollution from the society’s factories, they could completely mask the uncertainties brought by the formation of artificial beings.

Facts proved, the captain’s judgment was correct; the synthesis always failing, at the Bird Society Base, Isaac completed the final experiment in one go, right under the Earth Mother Goddess Court’s nose.

Looking at the two disgusted night patrols, Isaac didn’t care in the least, believing the captain was omnipotent, able to command even the night patrols alike.