The Gentleman at the End

Led by the staff member with the Eye of Horus engraved on his forehead,

William and Lorrian were taken to the deepest part of the detection station, a tomb-like room.

Although it indeed resembled a tomb, it was actually a chamber made entirely of metal, with even the sand grains on the ground being some kind of metallic powder.

The murals carved on the walls corresponded to complex metallic circuit boards.

In the sandy ground, two mummy coffins rose and opened towards the two of them.

"During the detection, please remain inside them throughout the process. The interior will be filled with sand grains to fill the gaps.

The awakened Pharaoh will conduct the detection and provide a personal authentication report, which determines your future lifestyle, privileges, and the planes you can access in [Body City], so please cooperate fully."

After Yi Chen and Lorrian exchanged a glance, they each entered the mummy coffins.

Rustle~ As the metallic sand filled the space, the coffin chambers became completely full.

Yi Chen could feel that almost every grain of sand carried a hint of divine nature, accompanied by a strange electrical transmission.

Then these sand grains formed sand eyes, adhering to every part of Yi Chen's body for careful observation, inspecting his body's structure, and even penetrating through some gaps to observe internally.

Finally, the one controlling the sand grains in the dark reached a more accurate conclusion, whispering in a magnetic male voice through the friction of the sand grains gathered around Yi Chen:

"It is rumored that in a certain [Simulated World] on a lower plane, an individual has been chosen by a unique Evil God and accepted as the 'Unique Believer,' due to the suspicion that this Evil God has attained Supreme God status and is buried in the depths of the Dead Sea. We cannot establish contact or verify.

We merely detected a very thin connection between them and the lower plane.

When you lived in the simulated world as a human, you did not exhibit any divine nature; you merely maintained an 'Undying State.' As we failed to capture the fluctuation of divine nature, we cannot be certain if a true believer of Supreme God status exists.

In the end, the matter of this Evil God recruiting a unique believer became merely a rumor.

Who would have thought it was true, and you have come to me in person.

In this case, there is no need for detection. Being chosen by such divine nature and carrying insights from the Pathology World into death, as well as certain special plague factors inside you,

I will give you the highest evaluation on your profile, which means you will have privileges second only to God in [Body City]. The technology here will provide you with unimaginable convenience.

However, according to our rules here, the detection for an individual must last at least an hour, so I cannot let you out of the coffin immediately.

In the meantime, may I ask you a few questions?"

Yi Chen's response was simple, "Equal Exchange, I answer as many questions as you do."

"The Golden Lung Venerable is your contact; he knows a bit more than I do. You two seem to have a good relationship, so why not ask him instead?"

"That old jerk is all talk, and he'll definitely hold back on questions involving the depth of the world. Enough nonsense; if you agree, let's proceed with the Q&A."

"Okay, our divine system indeed values 'balance.' Based on your answers, I will provide questions of equivalent value."

"Alright, you go first."

The Q&A didn't start immediately; instead, Yi Chen suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, his consciousness sinking along with the coffin, rapidly descending through the sand for quite some time.

When the coffin landed heavily and opened, he found himself in a resplendent Pharaoh's palace.

A man with dark skin was naked, soaking in a pool made of gold, while two heavenly beauties crouched beside him, one massaging his shoulders and the other serving a fruit platter.

A gold pendant symbolizing the Eye of Horus hung around the man's neck.

"Since we are going to 'trade,' it's only natural to do so in a slightly more formal place. Let me introduce myself; my name is 'Tutankhamun.'

Through the Path of the Ruler, I ascended to the Divine Country, becoming the youngest Pharaoh in the entire plane to acquire the Divine Status, and I used to take great pride in gaining such status.

Now it seems there is not much to be pleased with in acquiring such mass-produced items.

No more useless words! Let me ask the first question.

Just now, I also detected another silver-haired youth from the Pathology World. He had amazing talents, devoid of any divine nature but through a special plague structure combined with a world not recorded here through dreams, achieving a transcendental state.

His assessment is likely to be the same as yours, reaching the highest recruitment level.

Are there so many outstanding talents in the Pathology World? Are there others like you? If so, I must go there to recruit; I cannot let the Golden Lung Venerable take the advantage."

"There are, indeed quite a few...but they are deeply tied to the Pathology World, so whether they are willing to come is another matter. I suggest you establish relations between the two worlds sooner, and offer more benefits in recruitment, as you once invaded there, and many people here hold significant biases against you."

"Can you give me a list of 'geniuses'?"

"Sure."

William transmitted the names, including the White Reaper Balon, Great Emperor Pulaid, Magician Jian, Mr. Rabbit, and teacher Zede, through the ripples on the water's surface.

"Received! Thank you very much. Now it's your turn to ask questions?"

The Pharaoh initially thought that Yi Chen's first visit here would involve inquiring about critical issues such as convenient ways to obtain 'Divine Status.'

However, the question Yi Chen posed was rather strange.

"In recent years, during your handling of evil events, have you encountered anything peculiar, specifically related to keywords '[Plague],' '[Clown],' '[Abyss],' '[Vortex]'?"

This question made Pharaoh Tutankhamun frown slightly, "Hold on, I need to check."

His eyes rolled upwards and twitched as if surging through information at superfast speed.

Yi Chen could roughly discern that the position of this Pharaoh was not low, and it was mainly responsible for the 'management' sector, making information exchange with such an entity very necessary.

The eye twitching suddenly stopped, and the whole head was steaming.

The Pharaoh hastily consumed a long string of grapes from the platter, appearing quite exhausted.

"Your question is quite tricky... Roughly from a year and a half ago, some teams, upon handling 'Malignant Vectors' and entering the corresponding interior scenes, indeed reported abnormal graffiti concerning clowns and black vortices.

These graffiti often appear in inconspicuous corners of the scene, without direct relation to the malignant incarnations or the story itself, more like extras, or perhaps randomly generated in the scene.

However, from contacting these malignant vectors to resolving the entire event, there was no interference related to the graffiti in terms of materials, characters, etc.

Reports were few, and I estimate that even if most people noticed the graffiti, they might not report it upwards.

How did Mr. Yi come to know about this..."

"A friend of mine disappeared several years ago in the Pathology World, and one of the purposes of my visit this time is to trace his whereabouts.

These keywords are related to his illness traits."

"Could you tell me this person's name? I don't mind using my status as a manager to have some teams pay attention to this individual, or he might even be in a world managed on the Main Material Plane."

"Portia Kaufman."