All in all the result is good.

With Grünewald's full support, the relocation of the ziggurat encountered no difficulties.

With the help and command of their instructors, the students packed up their most precious belongings in an orderly manner. The documents, specimens, large undead and spliced ​​corpses could only be left here, and the ongoing experiments were suspended.

The half-made undead and spliced ​​corpses were forced to be destroyed to prevent them from getting out of control.

The energy supply of the ziggurat was cut off layer by layer, and the lights were gradually extinguished - just like turning off all the power at home, locking the windows, and closing the pipe valves before going away.

The flow of "No. 1" to "No. 3" in the pipeline also stopped, all laboratory instruments were shut down, and the doors were sealed and locked from the outside.

One after another, the half-born undead, as well as the corpse materials that had not been fully used, were also pushed into the turquoise pool, gradually dissolving amidst bursts of corrosion.

At this moment, Grünewald had returned to the top floor and packed the things he planned to take away. The students also packed their luggage while chatting.

Aiwass originally wanted to find an acquaintance of his, but the vice-principal Adolf still followed Aiwass and kept chatting.

"Did you go to find Master Chongbo later?"

Adolf asked curiously.

"It's all back."

Aiwass sighed: "It happened yesterday - when Xing Antimony had an accident, we were holding a celebration banquet."

"Have you slept? How about taking a rest? I guess it will be four or five hours later when the students finish cleaning up...enough to get some sleep."

"Having a little sleep for half an hour is almost enough."

Aiwass declined: "But I'm a little thirsty... Is there anything I can drink somewhere?"

He was also a little tired. It wasn't that he was physically tired, but that he was a little tired mentally.

"...It really does."

Adolf thought for a moment and took Aiwass to a higher level.

There is a water bar that is now empty, but judging from the dust, it still has many traces of use. There must have been many people sitting here just last night. There are still some people on those tables who have not finished drinking.

Confiscated wine glass.

Adolf skillfully took out the concentrated juice from the counter that had been preserved for an unknown period of time.

He didn't ask Aiwass what he wanted to drink, and just made two glasses of iced orange juice on his own - the ice cubes were even condensed by him on the spot.

"To elaborate, I'll treat you to some juice. I don't know if His Majesty the Pope has any taboos, so I won't pour you any wine..."

Adolf pushed one of the juices to Aiwass: "Is that really a relic of the Amber Age?"

"Really...it tastes pretty good."

Aiwass nodded, drank the perfectly chilled orange juice, and then introduced to Adolf the silent Cardinal Galatea beside him: "This is Cardinal Galatea - she accompanied me into that

remains."

Ever since Aiwass said those words to Cardinal Galatea, she seemed to have burned out her CPU. She suddenly became silent and has been silent until now. Even when facing the old lich, she

Neither of them said a word... and the old lich didn't seem to see her and ignored her completely.

Fortunately, auto-follow seems to be still on, so at least it will be no problem to follow Aiwass without falling behind.

"Your Excellency—pleased to meet you, holy Cardinal Galatea!"

After Adolf politely saluted Cardinal Galatea and saw no response from her, he shook his head and turned to Aiwass and asked: "What does Master Albrecht Dürer want to get from this?"

That's Master Chongpa's real name.

Aiwass replied: "A piece of amber of light - Master Insect Amber said that he 'must get a piece of amber of light no matter what.' For this reason, he didn't touch other things at all."

"Amber of Light...it turns out this thing really exists."

Adolf sighed: "Sure enough, it is easy to find good things in archeology."

"What is that for?"

Aiwass couldn't help but ask.

"A key to open a 'world copy'. You can understand it as... it can 'copy' people who have no bones left, or save things that have been destroyed from an earlier timeline. I guess

——Just a guess——Master, he may want to copy someone. After all, he worked hard to develop the resurrection technique, there must be a motive for this, right?"

Adolf said with a smile.

After all, he has the same heritage as Master Insect Amber - Adolf really knows how to use the Amber of Light.

He added: "Well... please forgive me for using the word 'copy', because I think that is not a real resurrection. At most, it can only be regarded as the creation of an identical person."

When he first heard the word "copy", Aiwass was even startled - he thought he was about to make a copy. But halfway through, he realized that this was the "copy" in the true sense - as if

A copy or rubbing of a book.

From a literal sense, if there is a "copy", there should be an "original". And a copy is a copy of the original.

"...meaning, pull something directly from the old time, or a copy of someone?"

Aiwass was surprised by this: "Can the preservation technique even do this kind of thing?"

"That is the only ancient spell that has been completely preserved!"

Adolf was quite proud: "In ancient times, the casters of the Tower of Babel could even reach the dream world through these miraculous spells and become gods! By the way, which period of history are the ruins you are visiting? Is it a known part?"

"It's the Tower of Babel."

Aiwass replied: "The only remains of the Tower of Babel."

"-Oh, my God!"

Adolf's eyes suddenly opened wide and his words stopped abruptly.

"Oh, if I had known earlier...I would have definitely gone with you! Damn it...what a coincidence..."

His body immediately leaned forward, a strong desire appeared in his eyes, and even the hazy yellow color in his eyes was diluted a little.

He rubbed his hands like a fly and said eagerly, even eagerly: "Quickly, tell me... No, great Pope, please let me listen to the secret - what do you want to drink? Before you become a

Before becoming a necromancer, I was a bartender."

"Just orange juice."

Aiwass took the order first, and then told Adolf about the experience of this archaeological adventure in detail.

The middle-aged and elderly necromancer is also quite cooperative. His expression becomes colorful and full of exaggerated emotions as Aiwass narrates, providing the narrator with strong emotional value.

It wasn't until he heard that the Tower of Babel collapsed under the attack of Fallen Sky Division... that his expression suddenly turned into disbelief.

That frozen expression lasted for a long time, and then he gradually became silent.

That kind of feeling is like that of a fanatical believer who is on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land, only to find that the Holy Land has been demolished and built into a business district.

After the anger, there is silence.

"...Ahhh."

Adolf sighed and slumped back on the seat: "I just said, how could it be... such a coincidence. Sure enough, I have never been able to do anything new and exciting in my life. But it's okay... alas..."

"Do you like the Tower of Babel very much?"

Suddenly, Cardinal Galatea, who had been silent for a long time, spoke softly.

That was the extent of Aiwass' call for a medical miracle - but Adolf didn't realize anything. He just nodded seriously: "I think that's too romantic. It's the history of mankind... no, it's the history of intelligent life.

The most romantic event in the world.”

"……romantic?"

As a contractor of the Twin Mirror, Cardinal Galatea was obviously the first time he heard someone use such words to describe the Tower of Babel.

To her, that was just her "mission" and her "job". But after Galatea was reborn as a construct, it was a painful past that she could never touch.

Just like how people were afraid of that device at the Tower of Babel. That is Cardinal Galatea's understanding of human beings.

She opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe that an intelligent being who had never touched the Tower of Babel would worship it so enthusiastically: "Which part are you referring to?"

"--all."

Adolf's decadent words were full of emotion at this moment: "People gather together to contribute their own light and heat to the miracle of the sky... Sure enough, this is the true meaning of 'power'. If it is 'wisdom'

If you can perfectly integrate with 'power', you will be able to achieve all miracles..."

"…a miracle, right?"

Cardinal Galatea suddenly looked at Aiwass and thought of something.

——If the fire is not hot enough, then burn me first.

Aiwass's words rang in her heart.

Her previous job was to complete the miracle of the Tower of Babel - that was not her career, nor was it the miracle she created.

The "Galatea" of the past was only a very small part of this great creation. It was everything to her, but she lost everything about herself and the meaning and value of her existence.

Now she is still alive, but what's the use?

Her only value is to show "the real existence of that era".
To be continued...