novelraw Chapter 273 -273-Counting Money—Pure Bliss!
Chapter 273 -273-Counting Money—Pure Bliss!
Caesar’s words plunged the assembled senior members of the Ironclad Legion into a brief silence.
Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that the truth of this world would be like this.
Just then, even more words surfaced across the Wall of Space-Time. However, the content of these words could only be seen by Caelan and Evelyn.
The so-called Chosen One was, in truth, a form of assistance provided by the Songweaver Civilization to help Earth survive its trial.
The Chosen One possessed overwhelming power. They could almost be called the strongest awakener of their era.
But even so, leading one’s own race to truly complete the trial was by no means an easy task for a Chosen One.
To be more precise, before Caelan, it was still uncertain whether anyone had ever succeeded.
At the very least, the two Chosen Ones known to the Supreme Staff had both failed. That was also why it had remained dormant for such a long time.
According to the records on the Wall of Space-Time, once a Chosen One reached the maximum level, they would face one final trial. If they completed that trial, they would be considered to have passed the Songweaver Civilization’s test.
But if they failed...
The Wall of Space-Time did not continue recording beyond that point. However, Caelan and Evelyn could roughly guess what their fate had been.
Without a doubt, the changing of eras was most likely the result of a failed trial.
Evelyn suddenly raised her head and looked in Caelan’s direction. Although she said nothing, Caelan already understood what she meant.
After thinking for a moment, Caelan nodded and said,
"I think this information can be shared."
The two of them quickly reached an agreement. Caelan then told everyone present the information related to the Chosen One as well.
In the next moment, solemn expressions appeared on the faces of the senior officers.
So the Chosen One, and the changing of eras, were all part of an experiment conducted by the Songweaver Civilization?
Wasn’t that far too cruel?
In the end, Caesar was the first to digest this shocking news. He gave a faint smile, then heavily patted Caelan on the shoulder.
"Kid, do you feel like the burden on your shoulders has suddenly become very heavy?"
"Actually, you don’t need to put too much pressure on yourself. Just do what you need to do. I believe that one day, you’ll definitely complete the final trial."
"But before that, we need to figure out just how difficult this final trial is. Why did two consecutive generations of Chosen Ones fail at the very end?"
Many of the senior officers nodded in agreement with Caesar’s question.
"The commander is right. The previous Chosen Ones all fell during the final trial, so I think we should do everything we can to gather relevant intelligence for Caelan."
"No matter what, Caelan is our only hope. If he fails, perhaps all of us will go extinct. Who can guarantee that they’ll definitely be able to enter the next era?"
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat heavy.
Before they knew the truth of this world, most of them had not felt such a strong sense of urgency.
But now that they had truly seen the truth of the world, a sense of crisis naturally rose from the depths of their hearts.
Although the Songweaver Civilization called this nothing more than a game, nothing more than an experiment, for the human race—and even for all races—this was a matter of life and death!
If they truly failed, who could possibly bear that responsibility?
"This Songweaver Civilization is really something. Are they that bored? Why do they have to use us for an experiment?"
"Don’t say that. If we pass the experiment, won’t we receive generous rewards as well? When that time comes, our human race will truly become powerful!"
"That sounds wonderful, but have you ever thought about what will happen if we fail?"
...
Overall, the focus of the senior officers’ discussion remained on the final trial.
At that moment, Evelyn suddenly thought of the Supreme Staff in her hand and asked,
"Senior Supreme Staff, do you know why Senior Volibel failed to complete the final trial back then?"
Faced with Evelyn’s question, the Supreme Staff seemed extremely dispirited.
It flew very low, almost close to the ground, and swayed its body as it said,
"If I knew that, I wouldn’t have been created in the first place."
"The reason I was created was because I was one of my master’s backup plans. The moment my seal was broken, it meant that my master had failed."
"But as for how he failed, I don’t know either. Before I was sealed, everything was still normal."
"Perhaps you’ll only truly learn the answer to that question after your own levels have risen high enough."
Evelyn’s communication with the Supreme Staff was not hidden from Caelan.
Even so, Caelan did not feel particularly nervous.
In his view, the so-called Songweaver Civilization would definitely leave Earth with a sliver of hope.
If the experiment was destined to fail, then there would be no need to conduct it at all.
So thinking too much about it was actually useless. Focusing on steadily improving his own strength was what he truly needed to do.
For example, what Caelan was really worried about right now was his mirror counterpart.
According to the additional information later provided by the Supreme Staff, the so-called mirror counterpart was not merely a simple copy of oneself. It was highly possible that uncontrollable factors could appear.
On the other side, Caesar was preparing to pull the senior officers into a meeting.
However, when he saw Caelan and Evelyn whispering to each other, he could not bring himself to disturb them.
After all, these two children had kept their nerves constantly tense while they were in the Abyss. They needed to relax properly.
Thinking of this, Caesar immediately said,
"Caelan, Evelyn, if you’re tired, you can leave first. If anything happens, or if we make any new progress on our side, we’ll let you know then."
"As for the Wall of Space-Time, we still need to conduct further research. Of course, there’s no need to worry. The commander from the Supreme Staff Legion has already led people over."
"We also need to discuss whether this information should be shared with the Grand Council of Races."
"Although relations between the races are currently tense, this is, after all, something that concerns everyone."
Caelan had no interest in meetings to begin with. In particular, discussions that went back and forth over the same points made him feel like he was wasting time.
So he immediately grabbed Evelyn and left the office.
After leaving the office, Evelyn also received a message urging her to return. She waved her hand and said goodbye to Caelan.
"Caelan, remember to stay in touch when you have time!"
...
Caelan left the Ironclad Legion headquarters and then directly used [Flashstep] to return to his manor.
He should have gained quite a lot from this trip to the Abyss. He needed to carefully take stock of his spoils!
The moment he thought of this, Caelan instantly became energized.
After all, nothing was happier than counting money!