Selene was silent for a moment. The mysterious person’s words weren’t just warnings and advice for newcomers. They also subtly conveyed a certain… fear. It was like the lesson learned from someone who had witnessed a tragedy. “I understand,” she replied after a moment of thought.

The mysterious person immediately relaxed, his posture less stiff—though Selene couldn’t see it. He said casually,

“Don’t worry. ‘Selfless’ and ‘Nameless’ are also incredibly rare. In the verifiable history of ten thousand years, they have only appeared five times.”

Selene nodded and asked curiously,

“Which five times? If you can tell me.”

“There’s nothing I can’t tell you. The Divine Construct still exists, meaning they were all dealt with. They have well-known names in history.” The mysterious person said offhandedly. “In order, the ‘Utopian Society’ incident in 1736, the ‘Black Star’ incident in 1953, the ‘Eternal Night’ incident in 5962, the ‘Dim Undead Tide’ incident in 6762, and the ‘Fall of the Theocratic State’ incident at the end of the Fourth Era. We don’t know the exact year, but it was over 8500 years ago.”

Selene memorized those dates and planned to look them up in her collection when she got back… She only recognized the last one.

The current year is in the Fifth Era, but the “Fall of the Theocratic State” requires going back to the end of the Fourth Era. At that time, the largest church in the Divine Construct, a nation unto itself, which worshipped the fourteen deities, abandoned its faith overnight. The entire church worshipped a Evil god. They attempted to sacrifice everyone to this unnamed Evil god, starting a war that engulfed the entire continent. They fought against all the nations with the strength of an entire church and didn’t lose.

The war quickly reached a stalemate. The two sides clashed along the Nymph Fu—Loki Mountain range and the Holy City—Luoyan Mountain range for at least twenty years. Countless soldiers, generals, mages, and nobles fell, replaced by others who rushed to the battlefield. Their descendants were born on the battlefield, grew up on the battlefield, and were likely to die on the battlefield… Legend says that the “Punishing Strait,” which divides the continent, has red water because the blood of the fallen soldiers still flows in the sea, and their spirits still linger on the battlefield.

The stalemate was broken by a meteor from the heavens—a meteor that, in an instant, reduced the theocratic state’s main forces and its holy seat to dust.

Legend says this was the divine punishment of the Lord of Glory.

Afterward, the allied forces easily conquered Nymph Fu, sweeping across the North Continent and securing victory.

The day the meteor fell was the first day of the Fifth Era.

Could the other four incidents have had such a profound impact on the Divine Construct?

Selene quickly returned to the present. She frowned and asked,

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“All this knowledge… it’s not free, is it?”

The mysterious person touched the armrest of his chair, his tone less certain.

“I hope you’ll join the Confederation, the ‘Omniscient Confederation.’ Most of the members of the Confederation have the 【Conjugated Self】 ability. You’ll definitely benefit.”

Hope… that word made Selene a bit uncomfortable.

If you receive a benefit, you must return the favor… But the “Omniscient Confederation,” though not a particularly nefarious organization according to the mysterious person, did have members with this ability. They could definitely be of use… But joining also meant taking on considerable risk… There were many ways to repay a favor. She didn’t need to join the organization… Selene pondered for a moment, deciding to ask more about the “Conjugated Self” ability.

The mysterious person was clearly happy that Selene was asking questions. After all, this information was secret, but not really valuable. It was considered common knowledge among the Confederation and didn’t need to be kept secret. Sharing it might create a positive impression of the Confederation.

“You’ve definitely come into contact with, or possess, a certain Tantra,” the mysterious person poured himself a cup of tea, sipping as he spoke. “The 【Conjugated Self】 ability comes from an Old God. That Old God is Fallen VIII… Right, don’t ask what the number means, because even the Confederation doesn’t know. That Old God is called ‘The Unstable, Invisible Mist.’

“Using a specific ritual, with a Tantra as an intermediary, you can establish a connection with this Old God, making an exchange. To obtain the 【Conjugated Self】, you have to offer three things. These things could be memories, flesh, or lifespan. Anything conceptual that belongs to you. As long as there are three, and the Old God deems it sufficient value…”

Then, the mysterious person chuckled, looking at Selene, who looked somewhat shocked.

“Seeing your clueless expression, you probably traded a long stretch of memories for the ability. That’s what most people in the Confederation do. Everyone has memories to spare. The other two things they offer are usually appendices and relationships, about half and half.”

Selene didn’t listen carefully to the last part, because the first part had already shocked her—this ability is obtained through a direct exchange!

I did this?!

She quickly reviewed all her memories from the past two years, trying to find out what she had traded away… But the result was that, although some details were hazy and difficult to remember, her memories were consistent, nothing missing—it was the original owner of this body who had made the exchange!

Selene immediately understood… Damn it! The reason she didn’t have any memories, was it because the original owner had traded them all away for this ability?! What else had she given up?

Selene, now inhabiting the original owner's body, immediately felt uneasy. She asked,

“Are there other ways to obtain this ability?”

The mysterious man shook his head.

“This ability comes from an Old God. If he doesn’t want to give it, who can get it?”

Selene rubbed her forehead, feeling utterly exhausted.

Wait, could it be that the reason she transmigrated was because the original owner died after using up her lifespan? This was a wild, but plausible guess. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense.

But if that’s true, then there should have been a Tantra near her when she woke up… Damn it, my head wasn’t clear when I first woke up, I didn’t check my surroundings. Is it too late for me to find the book now?

“Knock, knock.”

The waiting boss knocked on the door.

“Master, Doctor Modi is here. He says he’s short on time and has another patient waiting. He hopes to see Bill as soon as possible.”

The mysterious person replied after a few seconds.

“Take him to see Bill. Don’t restrain him. It’s fine to tell him some things.”

The boss whispered his agreement. A minute later, he returned.

“There’s another gentleman with him. He says his medical skills are at least as good as the doctor’s. He hopes to examine the patient together. The other gentleman’s name is Richter.”