EndlessFantasy Translation

  EndlessFantasy Translation

  All this time, even though the electromagnetic experts on the Hope had been placed under house arrest, they never had the freedom to travel to the surface.

  However, for them to develop more powerful electromagnetic magnets and the technology to control them, the big shots who controlled the Hope still did their best to satisfy their material needs.

  Even during the war and famine on the ground, the Hope’s interior was rich in material and peaceful.

  After all, the ancient Turans had spent a long time on the Hope. The spaceship itself was a small, enclosed city with all five “internal organs.” Using the magnets, it could repair all its facilities and meet a person’s needs from life to death.

  Due to this, the electromagnetic experts who had lived on the Hope all their lives could easily hallucinate the current state of the Turan civilization. They did not believe that their civilization had changed so much, and those on the surface were cruel, barbaric, and ignorant.

  Even though there were occasional rumors from the surface that reached their ears.

  However, the big shots had their own set of rhetoric, such as “Temporary difficulties”and “Expedition of suffering.” This made the magnetic experts believe that they were working on the continuation and advancement of the Tulan civilization, they were doing important work.

  As long as they could develop more advanced magnetic magnets and form an incredibly powerful magnetic armor, helping the big shots to control the invincible force, everything would be fine.

  However, when the famine lasted for too long, even the big shots who controlled the hope were inevitably dragged into the whirlpool of killing each other.

  The breakdown of order on the ground and the open and hidden conflicts between the big shots finally affected the hope.

  The leaders of the various factions knew the importance of the magnetic magnets.

  The hope was the first strategic target that every miracle rising powerhouse and power had to attack and control.

  The control of the hope was constantly changing hands between the various heroes and heroes.

  Every new owner of the hope would come up with a new set of arguments to prove to the electromagnetic experts that he was the true savior of the Turan civilization, he brought a life-saving medicine to solve all the problems. He could make the Turan civilization great again. The electromagnetic

  experts didn’t have to think about anything else as long as they obediently obeyed his orders.

  While the two or even many important figures were in a stalemate or were fighting until both sides were injured, their control over the spiritual magnet experts was extremely weak.

  Finally, one of the spiritual magnet experts broke through the thousands of holes and escaped from the underground to the surface. He saw what the once glorious Tulan civilization had become.

  Although he was quickly scared by the scene before him that he could not tell if it was a’New World’or a ‘Shura Hell’, he quickly fled underground.

  ‘What he saw and heard, however, caused a great stir among all the spiritual magnet experts.

  ‘The spiritual magnet experts, who were greatly stimulated, began to doubt the meaning of everything they had done. was the medicine they brewed bitter or slow-acting poison? Where would the Tulan civilization, which had been deeply eroded by the spiritual magnet, go, where would it go?

  After much thought, careful deduction, and intense debate, many spiritual magnet experts felt that there seemed to be a mysterious force playing the Tulan civilization in the palm of their hands, it was shaping it into what it wanted.

  At this moment, the child of the young researcher’s child finally recalled the suspicious neuron number.

  He was half nervous and half afraid.

  ‘The new generation of young researchers stole a small amount of ‘protoplasmic mother mucus‘and conducted a brand new test.

  The result of the test greatly exceeded his expectations.

  The protoplasmic mother mucus exhibited characteristics that were very similar to the brain fluid of intelligent creatures on many levels.

  The neurons that were stimulated by a small amount of protoplasmic mother mucus were actually more intense than the neural impulses of ordinary Tulan people.

  It was as if……

  ‘The mother was not “A piece of meat’at all.

  Tt was “A brain”.

  Abrain neuron that was ten thousand times more abundant than ordinary Tulan people was likely to have a super brain with unfathomable intelligence and free will!

  This discovery shocked the young researcher to the core.

  If the mother was only a mixture of living and non-living beings, with countless cells condensed together, it was a muddle-headed existence without intelligence and consciousness.

  Then, the Tuan civilization had used the mother of the Tuan civilization’s characteristics to modify and reshape itself, and all the consequences that resulted from it could be said to be “Willing to accept your loss, and you brought this upon yourself.”.

  However, if the mother of the Tuan Civilization had intelligence and consciousness from the very beginning, it would not only be a low-level creature like a large-scale colony, but an existence that was even smarter than the Tuan people.

  ‘Then, was the Turan civilization’s current state a coincidence, a result of their own actions, natural selection, or… Mother Original’s plot?

  Think Deeper.

  How did the hope end up in the underground of the New World, stuck in the rock layer, unable to move and in danger?

  Was this really an accident?

  After all, the hope had been drifting in space for a long time.

  Several generations or even more of the Turan people had been born, grown, and died on the hope.

  They had done more than 100 short-distance transits — short-distance transits that often spanned several galaxies or even an entire nebula!

  During this process, they gradually mastered the technique of transmigration and basically repaired the Hope’s transmigration engine.

  ‘When they arrived at the outer space of the New World, the Hope’s crew were all experienced, skilled, and emotionally stable veterans.

  Furthermore, the hope still stored a large amount of information about the coordinates of the new world.

  After all, this was originally a “Harbor”, “Incubator’’, or “Arena’left behind by the creator of the transmigration engine.

  No matter how you looked at it, there was no possibility of the hope failing the transmigration.

  Even if there was an error, at most, it would hit the ground like a meteorite falling from the sky, creating a burning gully.

  How could the error be so ridiculous that it caused them to dig into the ground?

  Unless, there was some mysterious force that interfered with the Hope’s transmigration.

  For example, the mother of the origin.

  The mother of the origin had twisted the planet’s magnetic field above Turan ZE and sent the wrong coordinates to the Hope’s navigation system, causing the hope to jump right into its bloody mouth.

  From that moment on, Turan civilization had been corrupted and controlled by the mother of the origin. They had become its vassals, puppets, and slaves. Following its will, they had reshaped the entire civilization!

  The young researcher was shocked, angry, and filled with regret.

  He tried to report his test results to his superiors.

  However, no one was willing to believe him.

  That was because he didn’t have any evidence.

  After all, there was still a long way to go between “A reaction similar to a brain neuron”and “A super brain with terrifying intelligence.”.

  As for “A piece of meat buried deep in the ground of Turan that misled the hope and entered its mouth”, that was even more ridiculous.

  Of course, it was more likely because Turan civilization had gone too far and was too closely bound to mother origin.

  None of the bigwigs who controlled the hope were willing to give up on the soul magnets implanted in their bodies.

  Even if there was a bigwigs who were willing to believe the little researcher’s words and give up on the soul magnets or even conduct destructive research on mother origin.

  He would also lose his power in an instant and suffer a backlash. He would be attacked by other big shots and die without a burial place.

  The little researcher who had hit a wall everywhere was in complete despair.

  In his despair, he brewed an extremely extreme idea.

  He wanted to rely on his own strength to help the Tulan civilization break free from the original mother’s control.

  He wanted to destroy the original mother!

  The little researcher had secretly concocted a poison with extremely strong effects.

  With just one drop, it could kill a monster as large as a hill.

  ‘The young researcher tried to inject the poison into mother origin’s body.

  However, before he could even get close to the ‘Mother Origin’s laboratory’, he was discovered and captured.

  Until now, the young researcher had finally confirmed two things.

  First, mother Origin’s power was not limited to the bubble beneath the hope, which was also known as the ‘Mother Origin’s laboratory’.

  Instead, it had infiltrated the entire hope through the personnel, supplies, and ventilation pipes, monitoring his every move.

  Secondly, the mother of origin did possess unfathomable intelligence.

  It also possessed the ability to interfere with the brain of the Turan people.

  Perhaps, after the soul magnet was implanted into the human body through the mother of origin, not only could it strengthen the normal cells, it could also subtly modify the brain cells, causing the Turan people to unknowingly……, the original mother was treated as a new and inviolable… God.

  Unfortunately, the young researcher found out too late.

  The only thing waiting for him is death.

  No, it’s more of a missing person, a dead person missing.

  He did not even wait for an open and fair trial in which he could speak freely to all his fellow men and women and tell the whole truth.

  Fortunately, the young researcher had expected such a result.

  In fact, this was the result he had been waiting for.

  Before he took action, the young researcher had left his last words to them in a way that only his best friends, mentors, and colleagues knew.

  “L know that no one believed my words. No one believed that mother origin possessed intelligence and was even malicious enough to infiltrate the Tulan civilization so deeply that she could monitor and influence many of us.

  “It doesn’t matter. Let me prove it to you.

  “Lwill secretly concoct a poison that can kill a colossus with a single drop.

  “However, such poison does not exist.

  “I do not have the technology to concoct poison, nor do I have the ability to come into contact with so many dangerous raw materials.

  “Lwill only secretly stack a large number of experimental instruments in my room and ‘concoct’them in a pretentious manner.

  “Then, I will take a nutrient solution known as ‘venom‘and fight mother original to the death.

  “If mother original is not intelligent and is just a piece of meat, it will not be able to react to my insane actions until I successfully inject the nutrient solution into its body.

  “If am discovered, captured, or even vaporized before I rush to mother original and lift the nutrient solution —


  “Everybody, my best friend, my most trusted mentor, and my most admired experts and scholars, you will have to consider the following two questions seriously.

  “First, how did mother originator know that I was concocting a ‘Fatal Venom’and was going to harm it again?

  “Second, who was it that was afraid that I would be put on trial and reveal all the doubts and speculations to all my compatriots, triggering a larger-scale discussion?

  “Thope that you can find the answer, the truth, and the method to fight against mother antigen and restore the glory of the Tulan Civilization