My Players Are So Fierce

He wanted to let himself take a break, but the quantum communication on his neck kept ringing with Lord Paryen’s voice filled with agony:

“Hold on!

My brother, I’m about to activate the device to clean up the subspace pollution.

This thing will completely strip and purify the corrosive seeds of subspace from our minds, but to prevent the subspace echoes from continuing to haunt our memories, I have to format the memories of all survivors in one go.

This will hurt a bit, bear with it.”

“Will…will I forget you all?”

The navigator vampire, who landed with difficulty, lay there gasping, giving a tough smile.

Lord Paryen remained silent for a moment, then comforted:

“It’s okay, we have enough time to get to know each other again, to become friends and brothers again.

Time is always generous to vampires.

Wait there, we’ll pick you up shortly.

Experimental subspace cleaning program, codename ‘Beta’, countdown starting…

Five, four…”

“Tell…tell Oksana…I…I love…”

“Buzz”

The final tenderness still didn’t come out, as the distant white light rose like a shockwave of the sun, obscuring all the light before Salockdale.

Murphy’s activated resonance of ancient memories was also about to dissipate at this moment.

But at the moment his consciousness returned, he could feel all memories of Salockdale, both beautiful and painful, quickly decomposing and detaching like quicksand, and the last scenes in the emptied memories were fragments of…

Ah.

Damn it!

Salockdale!

I understand you love your wife very much, but please don’t engrave everything into your DNA!

At this last moment, can’t you think of something pure, damn it!

Meanwhile, far away at Klim Fortress, Duchess Shani, who was dealing with a mountain of important intelligence, suddenly reached out and covered her head, her body trembling strangely.

Damn it!

This…

The damn ancient memories are surging back again!

Murphy!

You low-life bastard!

What the hell are you up to again!

Damn, I just changed my clothes today!

This strange “three-way memory resonance” came so unexpectedly, but thankfully, it wasn’t Murphy’s first time experiencing such an awkward moment.

He very skillfully diverted his attention, biting onto Triss’s lips next to him, and as Blood Vulture Duke was still savoring the experience since he “had a taste of meat,” this dog couple quickly shifted their “battlefield.”

Several minutes later, Lord Paryen’s bio-pod quietly slid open.

The lord, clad only in boxers, suddenly opened his eyes, gasping heavily, as if the most humiliating moment of his life had come, those erased memories surging back into his mind like a storm.

So dark, so painful, so heavy…

In that moment, it nearly crushed the indifference and pride in his thousand-year-forged rationality, almost making him crawl out of the bio-pod using all fours, lying there in a big star shape, so embarrassingly on the cold floor of the biological chamber.

He opened wide his eyes, staring unfocusedly at the gentle cold light above.

Those memories were still rampaging in his mind…

The great extinction, the civilization rescue at dawn, exile across the star sea, the landing of the new world, the establishment of Eden District, world reform and civilization sowing, the creator’s grand plan, and the destruction of the Golden Era.

Murphy had guessed right.

The ancients would revive all memories during candidate bonding, making Paryen realize his true age was not a pitiful one thousand one hundred years…

Before awakening in this era, he had already lived through the long span of three thousand seven hundred years.

It wasn’t just him; every ancient was of such “great longevity.”

The initial residents of Eden District were also such Eternal Species; after all, the star sea exile that lasted hundreds of years wasn’t a timespan the short-lived species could endure.

“The vampires destroyed the new world still in its infancy, my god, what a dreadful original sin.”

After a long thirty-minute memory sorting, Lord Paryen gradually regained consciousness, past memories too complex, nearly drowning him in the consciousness of the original “self,” almost causing the present him to be assimilated.

He now knew all the causes and effects, an inexplicable heaviness making it hard for the lord to breathe.

But he was well aware, knowing these did not change the current situation on the continent, but could provide him a new perspective; most importantly, Lord Paryen was once a member of the Eden Management Committee.

He knew many secrets unknown to other ancients, confirming another matter during this memory recall.

Murphy’s true identity…

Who would have thought that his somewhat adventurous stubborn decision back then would bear fruit a thousand years later.

The “Administrator Alpha” in the creator’s plan was indeed born.

Apparently, the world’s situation had gotten bad to a certain extent, causing this backup plan to quietly activate, but since the administrator project had come into effect, perhaps there was a new solution to the challenges this continent, which might ultimately descend into chaos, faced.

The lord contemplated these things in his mind, very skillfully activating the cleaning procedure in the biological chamber, cleansing himself thoroughly, donning a researcher’s uniform before stepping out.

Originally intending to have a chat with Murphy but overheard some unseemly noises outside the bedroom…

Alright.

Better give the administrator some time to address his “relationship issues” with Triss, given things had already deteriorated to this extent, there was no rush.