He felt it was sowhat unbelievable.
But he was impatient to learn the truth behind it all!
"But if I really am the son of Death and Kesha, sent into the Dragon Sparrow World by Kesha, and spent a thousand years in Aindor, how did I return to Aindor?"
"My mory of my past life was that I traversed while playing a ga..."
"And regarding the mories before and after the traversal, they've beco a bit fuzzy."
"It seed like I naturally accepted the reality of traversing..."
"After the traversal, there wasn't any trace of the original owner of this body in my mories; it's as if, after a not-too-difficult adjustnt period, I magically arrived in Rolling Stone Town..."
The more Matthew thought about it, the more he felt suffocated.
Absurd, anxious, restless, fearful... A flood of negative emotions surged within him, and then quickly dissipated.
"I am Matthew."
"The tree-planting mage from Rolling Stone Town."
"No matter what happens in the future or the past, nothing can shake this fact."
After experiencing the catastrophe of the Divine King.
Matthew's ntal determination was already incomparable to the past.
The confusion before him could not shake his cognition; it would only make him more motivated to explore the unknown!
"Even if all these conjectures are established, there are still many, many mysteries—"
"First, how did I leave the Dragon Sparrow World (Earth) to co to Aindor?"
"Second, why can Sif also enter the Dragon Sparrow World? And why is it that she visits more frequently than I do?"
"Third, what's with the system inside ?"
"Fourth, why in the Dragon Sparrow World could I play a ga whose laws and stories are so similar to Aindor's, and also related to the Antu Empire?"
"Fifth, have the Sun God and Death really set up a sche in ?"
"Sixth, was my encounter with Peggy in the Golden Pit also not an accident?"
"Seventh..."
After quickly listing a series of questions in his mind.
Matthew's heart steadied.
He would definitely seek answers to these questions, just in a certain order.
He briefly organized his thoughts.
And found that the most direct approach was to start with Sif.
His own son possessed the ability to frequently enter and leave the Dragon Sparrow World.
He might bring him unexpected information.
The only problem was.
Sif was really too young.
Even if his own child was precocious, it was unknown to what extent he could understand.
"Under normal circumstances, juvenile tieflings should have sowhat stronger communication abilities than humans do, but they would not be ahead of three years old..."
Matthew pondered silently.
It seed that in the future, he would have to ask Sif to pay more attention to this aspect!
After his thoughts were concluded.
Matthew found the Supre Sage and expressed his willingness to join the Observer Organization.
Bono probably guessed sothing.
But she didn't ask anything, instead, she just smiled and welcod Matthew to the Observer Organization.
She told Matthew.
The only obligation of an external Observer was to return to a Compatible Wormhole once every seven years.
He would need to stay in the wormhole for two to three days, narrating and recording in an objective manner the significant events or those related to civilization that he had encountered in the past seven years.
That was the mission of an Observer.
In return.
He would regularly receive a part-ti salary.
"Additionally, every Observer will receive a set of unique Arcane Armor for self-defense."
"I will personally forge the Arcane Armor I give you."
"Stay for a while and leave your details like height, weight, waist size, and when you beco legendary, co back to Cyberdragon, by then, perhaps your armor will have already been forged..."
Matthew knew a bit about Cyberdragon's Arcane Armor.
He knew that it could greatly enhance the strength of a spellcaster.
And Arcane Armor personally forged by the Supre Sage should be the finest of all armors.
He was already impatient to put it on and try it out!
Half an hour later.
Leaving his Tailoring asurents and taking the Observer dal with him, Matthew left on the sa spaceship.
The Observer dal looked ordinary at a glance.
But the Attributes it carried were quite precious—
"You can greatly reduce your own presence.
The more crowded and bustling the place.
The more diluted your presence becos.
And in the crowd.
Others will hardly notice you."
This item was practically psychological Stealth, and coupled with other Stealth skills and invisibility spells, it could have even more impressive effects.
"It seems like it's also an assassination artifact."
"Who says an Observer can't also be an assassin?"
Matthew thought to himself.
...
In the north.
To the north of Thunder Mountain Domain.
Next to the Alliance Teleportation Array.
Matthew t with the Silver Council staff mber he had scheduled, and then unexpectedly ran into two acquaintances.
"Hibbert, Vivien?"
Matthew called out from a distance.
These two obviously hadn't expected to et Matthew either.
The forr's face lit up with a hint of joy:
"Matthew, are you going to Arcane Castle for further studies as well?"
Matthew looked thoughtfully at this oddly related man and woman:
"Are you too?"
But to his surprise, Hibbert shook his head:
"No, we're not."
"We've both been to Arcane Castle many tis for studies already..."
"This ti, it's our daughter who's going for studies."
Matthew suddenly felt a bit embarrassed upon hearing this.
Hibbert continued, oblivious:
"Right, this ti she's conscious, co over and call Matthew brother!"
Vivien, too, pushed the little girl who was hiding behind her:
"No, it should be Uncle Matthew."
The little girl timidly looked at Matthew, her voice clearly nervous:
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