Huh? Are they all real?.

Found what?

what are you talking about?

Moen was a little confused, but he immediately thought of the pocket watch.

The pocket watch will also take him to the place where he should be right now!

Therefore, Moen immediately looked at the building behind the man.

Although Moen couldn't identify exactly where he was, he could tell that it was a downtown area.

So what's in this kind of place?

After a moment's thought, Moen continued, following the man's lead:

"Yes, so there's no need to keep it hidden anymore, right?"

The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with increasing bitterness and said:

“I told you we shouldn’t have kept this from you, and I’m not even alone, but the resolution was vetoed.”

A veto?

I don't recall that the Council of Ten has the concept of a veto.

To ensure absolute fairness, the Council of Ten has neither a speaker nor any veto power.

So what is this veto power?

Moen, whose curiosity was growing, didn't speak, but simply chuckled and patted his shoulder, saying:

"It's nothing. But won't you invite me in for a seat?"

The man seemed hesitant, but after glancing at Moen, he completely gave up:

"Alright, since you're already here, there's no need for us to insist anymore. However, things aren't as we expected."

Chapter 417 TS000 (4k)

The calculation is incorrect?

The other person's words aroused Moen's interest even more.

But he's not saying anything now.

She simply stood beside him, smiling gently as she watched him.

In Moen's experience, this would put even more pressure on the other party.

This is especially true when there is a huge gap in status between the two parties, and the other party feels that they have been seen through.

As expected, Moen didn't say anything more.

He smiled bitterly and said:

"Perhaps we and it have both oversimplified things. In any case, Your Majesty, please come with me."

Led by the man, Moen suppressed his curiosity and followed him into the building located in the bustling downtown area.

Everything inside was arranged in a way that was no different from what Moen knew about government agencies.

They're all very ordinary.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Since it's located in a busy area, it's unlikely that anyone would notice anything amiss at first glance.

So that's a classic underground base?

Just as Moen was thinking this, the other party unexpectedly took him to an elevator to a higher floor, exceeding his expectations.

Because it's a classic panoramic elevator, Moen could watch the scenery outside the window become increasingly magnificent as the numbers on the windows changed.

After gazing at the distant horizon, Moen curiously pointed to the ever-increasing numbers on the elevator screen and said:

"I didn't expect you to not put it underground."

The man explained:

“We also considered doing that, but the underground subway system is too developed to be suitable for excavation downwards, and it also wants to remain above ground.”

"So we simply set up this area as a no-fly zone and installed special glass and height restrictions, so that there would be no possibility of leaks."

It wants to be on the ground?

Moen caught another key word.

So it's alive?

And considering how much the other party trusts me, could that be the reason?

Moen felt he had a general grasp of the situation.

So we rushed to get there before the elevator doors opened.

Moen patted the man on the shoulder and said:

"So that's the fundamental reason why you trust me so much, right?"

The man said with a somewhat strange expression:

"Yes."

He sensed something was amiss. Normally, Moen shouldn't have been able to fool him, at least not to this extent.

However, who can blame him when Moen is the supreme being, while he is just a mortal who has recently been amazed by various miracles?

So when he saw Moen appear in this place that shouldn't be anything special.

His first thought was that what they had hidden had been completely exposed.

Therefore, with this preconceived notion, he lost his usual composure and wisdom.

At this moment, he only sensed that something was wrong but was unaware of the truth.

At that moment, the elevator doors opened.

I heard the notification sound when the lobby opened.

The man suppressed his confusion, stepped aside, and gestured for him to proceed, saying:

"Please allow me to welcome you to our most secret location, Your Majesty King Trajan, the Sword and Shield King!"

Moen followed the man's gaze and looked inside.

The hall was so spacious that you could almost see everything inside at a glance.

Aside from a group of no more than five people who looked like researchers, the most eye-catching feature here is the multi-faceted cube suspended in the center of the panoramic glass hall.

The surface of this multifaceted cube is made of a translucent, unknown material, and inside, flowing neon lights shimmer and intertwine, as if they were alive, weaving and passing between the various facets.

Each facet is like a precision optical instrument, reflecting strange light, making the entire cube float in mid-air, exuding a surreal science fiction feel.

This is arguably the most science fiction-like thing that Moen has seen in the Human Union.

The rest, such as starships and various megastructures, always fall short of something.

Now that they were already here, Moen asked directly:

"what is this?"

Unsurprisingly, Moen's answer left the man momentarily stunned.

"You...you don't know?"

What surprised Moen even more was that the person who answered his question was not a man.

Instead, it was that sci-fi-inspired cube.

“Clearly, Mr. Coster, you have been misled by the wrong information. I warned you about similar situations a month ago.”

"And please allow me, on behalf of the People's League, to welcome your arrival, Your Majesty Trajan."

"Since your arrival has exceeded my expectations, I need to ask for your forgiveness. Please forgive us for not being able to give you a proper reception for your official visit."

Seeing its reply, Moen waved his hand and laughed:

“I don’t care about that, and you, well, you don’t need to care.”

The other party's sharp edges kept turning in front of Moen's eyes, and endless streams of light flashed along with the changing edges.

“This is a serious crime involving blasphemy against the king. You may not care, but I need to present it to you in exchange for your opinion.”

Moen nodded, no longer dwelling on that question, and instead asked another question that had always intrigued him:

"So, what exactly are you?"

With each rotation of the edges, the cube provided the answer:

"TS000, that's my code name in the Human Union."

TS001 is the uniqueness of the plague, and TS002 is the firstborn son of the prophet.

So there's a TS000 on it, ah, that makes sense.

This is so classic that it's like there are five of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Moen approached curiously.

A minimalist, streamlined seat also rises up:

"For safety reasons, and also because I have no need to eat, please forgive me for only being able to offer you this as a form of hospitality."

Hearing this, the man, who had realized he had made a huge blunder from the beginning, hurriedly said:

"Shall I have someone arrange tea and refreshments for you? However, they may not be as good as what you have at the palace."

Moen shook his head and said:

"I don't need that. I just want to have a good talk with this, well, this person."

Even Moen, who had seen all sorts of bizarre things, was not quite sure what to call this cube at this moment.

Therefore, the appellation was simply shortened.

The other party also added:

"Just as I predicted, Your Majesty Trajan, there is a 97.5% chance that you will refuse."

"By the way, the remaining 2.5% is because you may have agreed out of politeness rather than because you actually need it."

Ah, this answer is starting to feel more and more like an intelligent AI.

Moen nodded more and more.

"So could you elaborate a bit more? TS000, if I'm not mistaken, seems to refer to those supernatural forces from our side, right?"

"But you seem to be a very purely technological product, like AI or something."

Its edges are still turning, and the light inside has changed from colorful at the beginning to a deep blue now.

"Yes, I am indeed closer to AI in my behavior. Even in the pre-war era, I was pure AI."

"According to my database, I was born in Arathiburg 300 years and 27 years ago. However, at that time, I was just a primitive calculator with only 2kb of memory and a computing power of only 5,000 calculations per second."

"But what's really interesting is that I was bigger back then than I am now."

After adding a slightly playful comment, it continued:

“Your expression tells me that you are confused. I guess you are wondering if that kind of device can become me? After all, it seems to be a primitive calculator that is unlikely to even inherit a database.”

"In fact, that should be the case, but that's why I was classified as being on the supernatural side."

Moen immediately understood upon hearing this.

"I understand, because that was the first computer in the Human Federation, so it became you?"

Over there, the first one is a very significant concept in the mystical.

The first person, the first sword, the first house, and so on.

The vast majority of them played important roles in various supernatural rituals or applications.

What Moen remembers most vividly is that the ritual for scholars to ascend to godhood required them to find the first book that represented civilization.

If that book is lost, there is no possibility of becoming a god; if that book is used up, no one who comes after will have the possibility of becoming a god.

It can be said to be a one-time divine position.