I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

After reading the sealed events of 30 years ago, Fule fell into a long silence.

If only in terms of form, there is actually not much difference between this reading and the process of interpreting and understanding the Slate Man's past through Sylvia two years ago.

But the form of participation is really completely different.

That time, Fu'er was truly brought into the Slate Man's perspective and his senses to experience his once short but long life.

It is precisely because of this that Fu'er can rely on this to achieve resonance with the emotions and miracles of the Slate Man.

But this time is different.

He is real. As a reader from the future, he silently watches this tragedy.

Whether it was Teacher Du Leiin who sacrificed all his miracles, or Yu Yuan who resolutely used the authority of the [Name Raider] with his own life as part of the price, Fu'er could understand them, but he could not resonate with them.

"Now... I finally know why she said that to me at that time."

After reading it, Fuer let out a long sigh, feeling sad and helpless.

Vaguely, he already knew something.

"Some of the things I have encountered in the past, I really don't know where I am in my life, but they will bring you some different surprises... What do you think? Mr. Clears."

The [fragment of the world] that I encountered during the trip, the action in England, and the [fragment of the world] that I faced directly at the end was now encountered again in the records of the past in an unexpected way.

But this time, he wasn't as lucky as Leo.

"Isn't that what life is like? How about it? How do you feel about it? I think you are quite adaptable to this way of reading information."

Clears shrugged his shoulders and said.

"It's hard to tell how I feel now... am I sad? Or angry? Or helpless?"

Fu'er raised his head and looked at the scholar in front of him.

"I have a few more questions to follow. Can I ask them again?"

"Excuse me. After all, I'm still here. I didn't leave directly just to answer some of your doubts."

"Then...the first question..."

Fu'er thought for a moment and then asked.

"Kaos Dulayin, in the end he really lost his miracle, but with his skill, he should not quit the Federation or the Administration, so why is Mr. Dulayin now working at Prometheus Frontier University? The teacher of the little fighting class?"

"I have a few guesses. One is that he was asked to leave in violation of the order. The other is that the Federation does not agree with him losing his miracle. Of course, there is also the possibility that Mr. Dulain chose to leave there on his own."

"Well, that's right."

Cleers nodded and motioned for Ful to continue.

"The reason...is it related to [Savior] Yu Yuan? Or, is it the [Artificial Miracle Project]?"

"Your guess is correct. Even if the former [Fighter] loses his Miracle, as long as he is well-armed, his individual combat capability will definitely not be inferior to that of an S-rated combat hero who uses Miracles. But he Rejected the invitation, whether it was the Administration, the expedition team, or the containment organization."

"And the reason is indeed because of the [Artificial Miracle Project]. To be precise, when he saw his friend being played with by ruthless scholars and the life he was born, and being swallowed up by disaster during the experiment, he I completely no longer trust the management system under the leadership of the federation."

"But he didn't resist anything. He just silently signed the confidentiality agreement, then left the organization and came to Prometheus University."

"I think he must be very disappointed with us..."

Clears sighed, as if missing an old friend, and said silently.

"It sounds like...you know Mr. Dulain?"

"I was saved by him, or rather, I was saved by them..."

Clears pulled up his sleeves, and his arms were covered with some tiny carapace.

"Did you see these things?"

He tapped the covering carapace and said.

"This is the [sign] left behind by those who were reborn from the [Locust Plague]. After all, they were resurrected in an unreasonable way, so it will always be a little different."

"you……"

"Yes, I was in that city more than 30 years ago. At that time, I was still a graduate student running around for a valuable paper. I went to that city that day to participate in an academic seminar. Then, before I could Arriving at the venue, disaster broke out.”

"Then, not long after, I died in their mouths——"

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Clears waved his hand, as if unwilling to continue mentioning the past.

"...Then, the second question."

Fu'er was silent for a while, and then continued to ask:

"The information about this incident can be so tightly blocked. I think the reason should not only be the [Artificial Miracle Project], but also the inhumane decision-making of the Federation. To be honest, this is too low, even if you say it is to block the [Miracle] ] will be eroded and plundered by [Fragments of the World]. In order to protect the existence and combat ability of [Hero], it must be more reliable than the previous two. But I always feel that something is wrong, so I have a guess - —”

Fu'er raised a finger and said.

"Going back to the root cause, what this file blocks is an SS-level disaster event called [Locust Plague], and this disaster was caused by the distortion of [Fragments of the World], so something suspicious appears."

"Did this disaster really just happen by chance?"

Fu'er stared at Cleers, hoping that the other party could give him a definite answer.

"Or... was there any special reason that led to the birth of that disaster?"

"……………………"

Cleers was silent for a long time, and then couldn't help raising his hands and applauding.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"Wonderful inferences. You can think of so much just from these details. Can you say that he is indeed the talent that Miss [Palace Witch] strongly recommended to me?"

"So, the answer?"

Ignoring the other party's more performative words, Fu Er cared more about the truth.

"All your guesses are correct. The last thing you inferred was the information I got after I entered the [Atlas Academy] and obtained the title of scholar."

"Snapped!"

Clears snapped his fingers, and another document appeared in his hand.

"You are right. The disaster 30 years ago did not happen by accident, but someone did it deliberately. No, maybe it is too much to say that it was done deliberately, but it was indeed due to the influence of others. , was born.”

Clears handed the file to Ful and motioned for him to open it.

"According to Atlas Academy's investigation, a disaster called [Locust Infestation] did indeed appear out of thin air on the outskirts of that city, but its intensity was only D-level. It only required excluding a team of insecticides It can be solved to the extent that it can be solved, but the accident just happened.”

"The illegal organization called [World Soul] conducted an experiment there. The result of the experiment was that the chain caused the infinite expansion of [Locust Erosion], and finally, the birth of the locust plague."

Fu'er lowered his head and looked at the document handed to him. This time it was really just a document, not a collection of matters.

"Investigation Report on the Remaining Sect [Soul of the World] Before the [Great Disaster]"

[Restricted reading rights: S level]

"?"

"It's okay, you can take a look. Someone has lifted the restriction for you in advance. This is a reward for your wonderful deduction."

Clears blinked and said with a smile.

"A big boss from the Federation~ After all, he doesn't want you to feel that the people in the Federation are trash~"

"??????"

I was shocked for a moment, then quickly calmed down, and in the end I just felt sad.

Why is someone targeting me, a poor college student, again?

"Hey--"

Life is not easy, Fuer sighed.

All in all, let’s take a look at this document first.

Come here.

Fu'er thought so and opened the document in his hand.