Shaking his head slightly, he pulled his thoughts back.

Ian knew that there was no point in continuing to think about such questions.

Even if his spiritual energy and the essence of his heart light body were the "fifth spiritual energy" predicted by the Fairy Dream Academy, it would not mean anything to his current career.

However, Ian also thought about it, and the next time he met Birch, he would talk to her about it and see what she thought.

After all, the forces that have the most research on psionic energy in this world are not the capital of knowledge or the Yanjiang countries, but goblins!

"Is it really possible?"

And at this moment, after hearing Ian's words, Loren was silent for a while, and then whispered, "Then, my lord, I want to meet my grandmother..."

"Okay."

Coming back to his senses, Ian nodded and said to Adalbert and Scott and Qingchao, who were also leaning over, "Then let's go to the observation area first—let's all go back, today is a day off, and the square celebrates."

"Is there enough food and drink?" He asked Scott, and Iron Democracy smiled and said, "It's already ready."

Ian smiled and nodded, and that's where he was relieved.

The people of Radiance City drank and cheered on the day of the Prophet's return, while the Prophet and his followers took a little boy to the secret laboratory located on the outskirts of the XC district of Glowfall City.

The automatic staircase descends slowly.

"How is his grandmother doing now?"

On the elevator, Ian didn't hide anything, even though Loren was by his side, he still asked as bluntly as before, "Those old people's artificial souls should have hatched, and if they could be cured, they should have been cured a month ago." "It's not good."

Adbert also replied frankly, he glanced sideways at Loren, who bowed his head, and then continued: "His grandmother, I remember, is the more critical type, and her life is at the end of her life, and her vitality is exhausted; Alzheimer's disease, and the lack of oxygen in the brain due to high fever, fortunately, received some early treatment, otherwise, we would not have been able to save it."

"That's saved."

Ian nodded, "Is the situation still critical?"

"Vital signs are stable." The white-haired researcher recalled the information: "But the progress of the artificial soul's transcription of brain memories is very slow, and now it can only maintain vital signs with medicinal agents, and slowly grind the progress."

"But ......"

After a moment's hesitation, Adbert looked at Loren, and he said bluntly, "According to the progress, even if you recover, you won't have a few months to live. She's too old, and it's not curable."

"That's the truth."

The elevator stopped, Ian didn't stop, the group followed him, and before the complicated emotions in Loren's heart could brew, he came to a brightly lit, simple and pure white research hall.

On the inside of the corridor facing the right of the research hall are the wards of many test subjects, some of which resemble the cultivation chambers of the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea, and some of which are lying on beds in separate compartments, with various potion pipes inserted into their bodies.

And just as Ian and the others were walking inside, a doctor pushed a young-looking woman towards the inside of the ward.

"Huh?"

Not only did this make Ian wonder, "Aren't we not recruiting young people? How did he get in?"

"Ugh."

Seeing this scene, it was Scott who spoke, he sighed, and then explained to Ian: "This is Selie from Flower Town, she has been mentally handicapped since she was a child, has severe autism, and can barely take care of herself, her father died in a Warcraft raid, and her mother pulled her alone until she was almost twenty years old."

"And now, her mother is too old to work, and during the food disaster, she was infected with a fungus and couldn't walk, so she desperately wanted to commit suicide with her daughter, because no one would take care of her daughter when she died."

"But in the end, she couldn't bear to kill her daughter.... When our men picked up Selie, she was eating dirt."

Ian was silent for a while, and Adalbert sighed, but Qingchao was quite puzzled and said, "What about her mother?"

"Your reading comprehension skills are really bad."

Ian let out a long sigh and shook his head, "So, her situation is special?"

"It's rare for people to have congenital diseases in Terra, and we judged her to be a brain aberration." "This is an extremely rare example, and we wanted to test whether a person with a congenital brain disability can recall their loved ones through past memories after receiving a soul, and understand emotions such as 'love' and 'giving' after education," Adbert said.

"Hmm." Ian nodded: "The most important thing is to confirm whether artificial souls can completely improve intelligence, I don't need mental retardation in my territory, at least I need to be proficient in reading comprehension."

"Boss!" Qingchao called out pitifully, although everyone knew that he was trying to break the dull atmosphere, but it did not prevent everyone from persecuting Qingchao.

"It's moving in again." And Adbert muttered quietly, "Can't you be honest and say that you can't bear to see such a tragedy.....

"A sound support system must also be developed." Ian didn't seem to hear it, and instructed Scott, "The territory has recently absorbed a lot of refugees from the West, and there must be people with disabilities among them. You don't have to give them any special preferential treatment, but you should give them a job and a non-discriminatory public opinion environment."

"Physical disability, saved in Terra, mental disability, even if it is given to their souls, it cannot be cured."

Loren watched the young woman until she was also admitted to the hospital room. Listening to Ian's words with the other realm directors, the boy thought thoughtfully. Loren's grandmother was one of those who lay in a separate cubicle.

Looking inward from the window, the old man had seven different potion tubes inserted into his body, his expression was stable, he was still sleeping, but his eyes kept fluttering, and he seemed to be quite active in his thinking. "Looks like it's still being transcribed."

With just one glance, Ian ascertained Grandma Loren's condition: "Lady Finia is doing well..... But it's true that the vitality is exhausted."

Raising his hand slightly, Loren's thin body floated in the air, so that he could better see his grandmother, and Ian said calmly, "Child, as you can see, your grandmother is still alive and in good condition, and she will wake up in about a month or two, and she will recall you again."

"But even so, she'll probably be dead by March next year, and I have to tell you that."

「..... My lord, I understand it clearly."

Looking at his grandmother in his hospital room who was breathing slowly, the black-haired boy smiled, "You let me see my grandmother, and you let me see what you're studying."

"I don't understand."

He said frankly, "That's why I want to learn." "My lord, can I learn?"

"Very good, that's the answer I want to hear."

The corners of Ian's mouth curled, he patted Loren on the head, and then said to Scott, "Add him to the study group, I've seen it, and his talent is also very good, don't bury it."

"Also, let's see if there are any children and families in the territory and among the mountain people who have suffered similar experiences. Help them in the name of the Spiritualists."

The boy looked up at the Prophet in front of him.

He stood in the lab, pointing the way, watching everyone.

Some may think that he is ruthless and sees everyone as a tool for research, but Loren understands that this is the posture of God.

He doesn't need to love anyone alone, what he needs is to change the world, change the land.

It's like Ian saved countless victims just by returning to Southridge with food and medicine..... It's like Ian saved all the disabled and brain sick patients and the elderly just by deciding the direction of his experiment. This is the god.

His God.

The "direction" he aspires to.

Loren stayed in the lab, wanting to see his grandmother more. He was a very clever child, and after awakening his psychic powers, he swore allegiance directly to Ian - it was not only piety, faith, but also a sign of intelligence, and he knew that his actions would undoubtedly inspire the people of his realm to further worship and prestige for Ian, and he would also be able to make himself the most comfortable

Fast into Ian's point of view.

In this child, Ian did see himself..... It's a little blunt, but it's cute.

"This child is an unexpected joy, but it can't interfere with normal work."

Ian walked to the conference room with his team, and said lightly, "I read from his actions and thoughts that there are divisions within the Cult."

"The mountain people who worship the dragon god, and the people of the empire who worship me.... Scott, you're in charge of that. Can you explain to me what has happened in the past two months that the divisions within the Cult have suddenly become so apparent?"