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King of Bone Biting’s Great Secret Trove_3

1453: 489.

King of Bone Biting’s Great Secret Trove_3

Power when needed, numbers when counted!

The most important thing is, as a Duke of Mad Blood you’re already in charge of the impressive-sounding Life Greenhouse project, why not improve the vampire race’s genes that you came from?

At the very least, don’t let us moan and groan just from getting a bit of sunshine!

However, if the Wolf People were really created by this bunch of nonsensical aliens, then it wouldn’t be so hard to understand why the King of Bone Biting came here at the end of his life.

If the king of the Wolf People knew the origins of their race, then his purpose for entering the Land of Creation becomes very suspicious.”

Murphy rose to his feet abruptly.

He grasped the Omni-device and walked out of the security room, heading towards the staff hall alongside the elevator, his vampire’s keen perception spotting the footprints of the Wolf People on the polished floor.

These must have been left by Tear Flesh when he came in.

The footprints led directly to the staff hall, indicating that Tear Flesh had taken something from there.

Murphy quickened his pace.

After rounding a corner, he saw before him the wreaked staff hall.

An explosion seemed to have occurred here; the chaotic Spiritual Energy and filthy stench still lingered, obviously a result of Lame Claw recklessly using the Omni-device in the form of a Star Realm Guide Staff.

That damned Wolf Person caused an explosion with some sophisticated devices, leaving severe tears on three isolated doors.

The last door of the hall, along with some furnishings, had been sent to the Star Realm by Tear Flesh using the Star Realm Guide Staff form of the Omni-device.

This damned act led to the complete shutdown of the staff hall’s system, and over forty cleaning robots were busy repairing, like a silent and industrious swarm of bees, they were tidying up the appalling hall, while some floating Iron Beetles shot lasers to cut twisted walls and shape new supports.

The place looked like an automated mechanical factory operating unmanned, with about half of the losses already repaired.

Murphy stepped into it, and due to the authority of curator just granted to him, he wasn’t attacked.

He scrutinized the remnants before him, quickly finding a wreckage of a device resembling an authentication unit among the shattered mechanical debris on the floor, still barely functioning.

Murphy inserted the Omni-key into it and read its last operation record.

A bunch of gibberish code jumped out, mixed with the log record:

[Civilization Code D-04, Wolf People’s Gold individual information entry completed!

Designated name ‘Felix,’ individual applied for curator authority of the exhibition hall as ‘Special Security Personnel’!

Application medium · Wolf People’s Civilization Slate confirmed!

Individual ‘Felix’ authority as ‘Civilization Spokesperson · Wolf People’.

Authority certification procedure initiated!

Authority tree traversal…

Error!

Program error!

Spokesperson ‘Felix’ does not have Swamp Ecological Area Security Personnel authority…

Attempting again…

Program error!

Spokesperson ‘Felix’ does not possess special status, cannot inherit the authority of exhibition hall curator…]

The log record ended there, and Murphy broke out in a cold sweat.

From this last record, he knew what the King of Bone Biting, after being defeated by the civilization alliance, intended to do with his last soldiers as he fled into the Swamp Forbidden Area.

That guy actually used the Wolf People’s Civilization Slate to apply for the authority of the exhibition hall curator.

Though unsure of the strength of the security forces the museum curator could mobilize, the mere sight of the “kinetic neutralization field” and “full-coverage energy matrix” was enough for it to protect its last power and sneakily develop in the swamp eco zone.

Moreover, the Authority Tree is always interconnected in a complex system.

It’s hard to say what the King of Bone Biting would do with these if it truly stole the curator’s authority—the consequences are unfathomable if that authority could connect to other facilities with world-ending weapons created by the creator.

But soon, Murphy realized the biggest issue.

That is the true identity of the King of Bone Biting!

How did a Bone Biter risen from the Dark Mountain Range come to know about the swamp eco zone and the curator’s authority?

Even if the natives knew such secrets of the creator, they wouldn’t operate them so smoothly.

Therefore, it’s certain that before entering the swamp, the King of Bone Biting had visited other lands of the creator and was quite adept at operating the mechanical systems left by the creator.

Perhaps this has something to do with the Twilight Organization, which was born in the same era as the King of Bone Biting.

However, considering the mysterious origin of the King of Bone Biting, it is now shrouded in an inexplicable and strange quality.

“How long will it take to clean up this place?”

Murphy stood up and asked the floating mechanical assistant Iron Beetle beside him.

The latter emitted a mechanical hum before answering:

“Estimated cleaning completion time is 47 hours!

Please wait patiently, curator.”

“How about the other facilities in the employee hall?”

He asked again.

The Iron Beetle activated its projector on the back, displaying the terrain of the entire employee hall in a 3D holographic projection before Murphy.

It reported:

“Individual defense device storage armory is intact, employee bonus collection device is intact, employee lounge is intact, Ningkinanka incubation area is intact, recreational and family planning dispensers are intact, air conditioning system severely damaged and in need of repair.”

“Family planning dispensers?

And it’s marked as ‘recreational’?”

Murphy’s eyes widened in amazement as he exclaimed:

“These ancient aliens sure knew how to party…

But as a vampire, I’ll most likely have no use for that.

But I can consider the employee benefits.

Assistant, help me pull up the job listings for the swamp eco zone and see how many people I can appoint as formal employees— it would be too wasteful not to take these free benefits.”

“Dudu”

Dubbed “Assistant” by Murphy, the two Iron Beetles emitted peculiar sounds.

They rotated and flew around Murphy, then presented him with the current list of vacant positions.

From the highest-ranking Assistant to the curator to the most common eco zone observer and Soldier, there were 36 positions, all vacant.

Murphy stroked his chin and, under the guidance of the Iron Beetle, initiated a series of operations.

Minutes later, while Triss was wandering in the visitor hall, she suddenly heard an electronic voice prompt her:

“Vampire civilization Gold individual, code name ‘Triss Carvendina Ka Lorin Lersenbra,’ granted the position of ‘Assistant to the Museum Curator’ with ‘Internship Authorization’ and will obtain full powers after the internship period.

Individual authority matching, ‘Psychic shackles’ suppression effect lifted!

Please proceed to the visitor hall wardrobe to retrieve your assistant uniform and familiarize yourself with the Assistant’s Handbook to better perform your duties!

Work hard for the new world, new person.”