But the thought that the mass of flesh inside the ring was the ancestor of all humanity made the young girl feel completely uncomfortable.

Nymph paused for quite a while, seemingly giving her time to digest the information, then continued after half a minute, "Actually, this hypothesis has been around for eighty years now. During that period, due to the immense pressure from external enemies, everyone frantically researched various strange objects, as if the real doomsday was going to come the next day. This madness also extended to the expectations of Primordial Life... Many people cut off a small part of it and implanted it into their bodies."

"Eat, eat it?" Elorie was startled. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Eating was just one way, there were also those who shattered it and injected it, surgically sewed it, or directly stuffed it into their stomachs." The Governor sighed deeply, "I would not laugh at their foolish madness; what is more mad than a giant Ancient Worm coiled on the Moon, ready to kill all humanity at any moment? Most of these people died, either turning into a puddle of flesh or having their lives drained, but a few managed to survive."

"Those who survived gained peculiar abilities; they were not only stronger than average people but also more adept at utilizing strange objects, even creating tools from them. Apart from lacking wings, they closely resembled the angels of old, leading some to call them Half-Angels."

"It’s a positive cycle, where successful individuals inspire more people to try, and numerous cases make it easier for subsequent generations to summarize experiences and improve plans, thus birthing more successful individuals. It is due to the existence of these Half-Angels who have natural affinity for strange objects that the pace of technological breakthroughs has reached an unparalleled peak."

"With technical support, the Great Wall project has also evolved, from a struggle for survival in underground bunkers to integrated shelters accommodating hundreds of thousands, eventually forming the large cities of today with full internal circulation capability. Now, the success rate of fusing Primordial Life has increased to 87%, and it has become a sacred festival in Second New Paris City—the Fusion Festival."

The Governor Nymph spoke quickly, her tone light and casual.

Yet Elorie felt an indescribable heaviness.

Even with an 87% success rate, it meant that 13 out of every 100 people would die. On this path of constant improvement, how many people had sacrificed their lives for it? The words were brief, but what she heard was the history of these eighty years.

"Have you... also undergone fusion?"

The angel looked at the people behind the wooden table.

No one answered; they merely returned her gaze with faint smiles.

Elorie turned to look at Raphael.

The latter nodded slightly at her.

"Don’t worry, I have undergone the inoculation; the safety limit for unprotected exposure is five minutes, just showing my face shouldn’t be a problem."

"Inoculation? A vaccine?"

Their conversation echoed again in Elorie’s ears.

So this was what he meant by inoculation.

The answer was self-evident...

They had all faced the trial of Primordial Life.

"Child, no angel has ever accepted the fusion, because the last angel died of old age before the era of madness," Nymph’s voice suddenly carried a hint of pleading, "Compared to people like us with average talents, angels are the most outstanding creations of Primordial Life. So we hope you can participate in the Fusion Festival celebration, gain the original gift, and let the Angel Alliance regain its former glory, guiding us to carve out a new future!"

...

Having listened to Elorie’s account, Lin Qing was slow to recover.

What was all this?

Evidently, her hometown Paris World and Jiang City World seemed similar, but there was a vast difference between them. A mysterious giant creature on the Moon? Come on, when the Crystal Palace was built, Earth had already established several research and tourism bases on the Moon.

Thinking about how the Dimensional Limit Mechanism actually gained technical support from such a world and evolved into a far superior existence, she couldn’t help but marvel at the wonders of history.

Of course, the technological level of Second New Paris City at this moment was still superior to Jiang City World.

Being able to open a super city a hundred meters underground, illuminate plants artificially, produce food, and even leisurely raise pigeons in the plaza—at least fusion energy had already reached a level of mastery.

"Uh... You didn’t agree to them, did you?" Lin Qing coughed twice.

"I agreed." Elorie nodded.

"Why? Didn’t they say there is a 13% chance of dying!"

"That’s the rate for ordinary people; they say angels have higher tolerance and compatibility."

"Come on, they’ve never actually seen angel fusion." Lin Qing frowned, "What I mean is... why do you want to help them?"

"They are the successors of the Angel Alliance, and I am an angel; what’s so strange about helping them?" Elorie replied, confused, "Although the city has developed, the crisis hasn’t been resolved; large crystalline clusters are breeding, and the next projection could penetrate the current base’s barrier. Most people living here are descendants of France from a century ago; perhaps the children of the florist’s children are among them. By helping the Angel Alliance, I’m helping my compatriots—if I can save them from the impending crisis, I have no reason to refuse."

She paused and then said, "Would you dismiss your compatriots as insignificant strangers due to the passage of a century?"

Lin Qing was stumped.

Damn, this little girl sure could talk.

Speaking of which, she’s over a century apart from the Jiang City era, but the desire to save the world hasn’t faded.

"Fine... It’s okay if you want to do this, but what about your original world? Dying here means you can’t go back."

Elorie’s face revealed an age-inappropriate bitterness, "I’ve actually thought about it... I might never be able to return. All of this is thanks to the Demon, but Gustav is dead, and nobody knows how to find the entry point to a hundred years ago."

Even if the Demon wasn’t dead, such an entry point wouldn’t exist, Lin Qing thought. The same world doesn’t overlap with itself; the Demon must have used other methods to traverse between the two worlds. Unfortunately, in the escape attempt, he was eliminated by Chen Xuan and Liu Shuyue, causing the time coordinate to shift a hundred years forward.

That being said, there seems to be no problem with her helping Second New Paris City. If she can’t go back, then this is undoubtedly Elorie’s only home.

So here’s the problem.

Their determination is unwavering, and practically speaking, it’s the correct approach; why did the shop choose her as a customer?

There has to be a demand to set transaction conditions, right?

And Elorie previously mentioned that she didn’t know what kind of ability she needed to solve her inner "confusion."

It seems Chen Xuan finds being a shopkeeper challenging.

Lin Qing decided to employ some advanced technology—she let Lv play herself and Elorie separately, then had a language model simulate a conversation of ten thousand rounds and choose the best solution.

"Hmm—I understand." She feigned profundity and murmured, "You’re not afraid of death from failure, and you hope to lead your compatriots out of the current dilemma, but the key issue lies in not knowing whether you have the capability—you have nothing to rely on except your identity as an angel. So you’re afraid... afraid of giving them hope, only to ultimately achieve nothing and be met with despair."

Silence.

Yet more silence makes the words more resounding.

After a prolonged silence, Elorie let out a breath, "Maybe I’ve already realized this but haven’t dared to make up my mind to face it. I suppose... it’s not a problem solvable merely by ability. Thank you for listening to so much of what I had to say... No matter what, I feel much more relieved."

"You’re welcome; I said before, alleviating worries is one of the shop’s value-added services." Lin Qing waved her hand repeatedly, indicating it’s no big deal, "And who said there’s no ability to solve this problem? Our shop’s mission is to solve any issue with capability!"