Regarding this old man's statement, Chen Ye secretly complained in his heart.

Three methods, and each one looks far from simple.

The first one requires time.

Ten to fifteen years of integration?

By then, I'd probably be long dead.

The second requires cooperation from three superhumans; where would I find three superhumans on such short notice?

Chen Ye, who even uses hostages for surgery, would absolutely never agree even if three people volunteered to help.

Then there's the third condition.

Find another Blood Eye.

Anomaly eyes aren't like other things you can just find a suitable one anywhere.

However, there is a fourth method.

That is to just brute force it using Slaughter Points.

But this Slaughter Points requirement is truly an astronomical price.

"Kid, don't underestimate the Abyssal Blood Pupil. The power of this thing is beyond your imagination!"

The old man Cha Wu picked up the cup of tea in front of him and took a small sip, his words carrying a meaningful tone.

Chen Ye thought to himself: Is it that when people get old, they always like to act like Riddle-Masters?

"Some say it's because our side is merging with another unfamiliar space that we have these strange phenomena now."

"This theory is currently the mainstream."

"As for whether it's right or wrong, let's not debate that for now, because no one has actually verified whether this is true."

"Anyway, that's what most people say."

"Perhaps the world's rules haven't fully merged yet."

"So, many of the anomalies you see only possess half, or even less than half, of their peak strength."

"But even so, human civilization has been almost shattered by the impact."

"Wait until the world's rules become more adapted; that's when those things will be truly terrifying."

"Some of the more powerful anomalies can even alter the world's rules!"

The old man took another sip of tea, seeming reluctant to finish the cup.

"Why are you telling me all this?"

Chen Ye's expression remained unchanged, his voice as calm as an ancient well.

"Nothing much, just thought you were an interesting kid, so I'm saying a few extra words!"

"You're one of the few people I've seen who dares to transplant anomaly organs onto themselves."

"Others have done it before, but their outcomes weren't good."

"You're the only one who's still alive and sane."

"Very interesting!"

"Have to admit, this is also a direction!"

The old man's eyes subtly swept over a certain direction in the room, a faint, almost imperceptible smile curling at the corner of his mouth, an expression that was there yet impossible to accurately describe.

Chen Ye steadied himself. This old man clearly knew much more than he had imagined.

If the old man was willing to talk, he might as well listen a bit longer.

This kind of information isn't something you can just find with an online search.

"I've heard that only by reaching Sequence 9, with someone becoming a god, will humanity truly have a way out?"

"Sequence 9? Cough, cough, cough..."

It seemed the words "Sequence 9" were somewhat stimulating, as the old man coughed repeatedly.

It took a while before the old man recovered.

"Sequence 9? You kid really dare to think big!"

"Sequence 9, according to our understanding, is a god!"

"Unimaginable that humans could actually reach that step!"

"But... if it's only Sequence 9, I'm afraid it won't be enough. The number of anomalies is just too great."

"Whether in terms of quantity, individual strength, or even their very mode of existence, they far exceed human imagination."

"Merely reaching Sequence 9 would only mean humanity has gained some capital."

"But, above Sequence 9, there is Sequence 0."

Now Sequence 0 pops up?

Chen Ye's eyebrows twitched violently as he listened.

He had wondered before if there were higher levels above Sequence 9.

But no one had ever mentioned the existence of "Sequence 0."

Not even Chu Che had brought it up.

Chen Ye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is there another level above Sequence 0, and then from one to nine again..."

Damn, isn't this just like those nested doll novels?

Layer upon layer, and then another layer.

"Cough, cough, cough... Kid, you... what you should do most right now is forget all those novels you used to read."

"The reason it's called Sequence 0 is because there is nothing above Sequence 0."

"Sequence 0 is the ultimate!"

The old man looked at Chen Ye's expression as if he were looking at a chuunibyou teenager poisoned by reading too many novels.

"How do you know there's a Sequence 0? Who exactly are you?"

Chen Ye finally asked this question in his heart.

The old man laughed heartily: "You might know in the future, or you might never know."

"Alright, do you have any other questions?"

"I've already given you a special discount today."

"Others can only ask one question; you've already asked many."

Chen Ye thought for a moment and still asked the question with the lowest cost-effectiveness.

"How strong exactly is Sequence 0? Can it lead humanity back to the original way of life?"

The old man fell silent, thinking for a while, before finally saying:

"The reason it's called Sequence 0 is because it is uncreated, unaging, undying, and indestructible."

"No one can truly kill a Sequence 0."

Chen Ye paused, committing this sentence to memory.

Just as he turned to leave,

the old man's annoying voice sounded again.

"Kid, I can give you one last question for free."

"Do you want to know what questions your teammates asked?"

Chen Ye didn't answer, merely maintaining his walking speed without the slightest pause as he left the room.

The room returned to silence once more.

The old man sat quietly on the meditation cushion, neither instructing anyone to let the next person in,

nor giving any new orders.

Suddenly, a person walked out from the darkness in the corner.

"You're very interested in this kid?"

The speaker had a completely unfamiliar voice; even in Oasis City, few had heard this voice.

From the darkness slowly walked out an old man wearing a blood-stained white lab coat.

The old man was about the same age as Cha Wu.

He just looked a bit thinner than Cha Wu, and the hair on his head was as messy as a bird's nest.

If the earliest batch of people from Oasis were here, they might recognize this person as the one who most concerned everyone in the entire Oasis—the Pharmacist, Ma Qing.

Some called him Doctor Ma, others called him the Great Philanthropist Ma, and some called him Dr. Ma.

As if he had long guessed this person would come,

Cha Wu didn't even turn around, just said with a light smile, "A very interesting young man!"

"Well, did you see anything on this young man?"

The old man with graying hair wearing the blood-stained lab coat had a serious expression on his face, like a scholar pondering a problem.

"Transplanting anomaly limbs onto the human body to obtain an anomaly's power—I've actually thought about this before."

"It's just that anomalies and the human body are too different, and we still haven't figured out the anomalous power contained within them!"

"Unless a Great Physician Sequence joins the research, relying on me alone is too difficult!"

Cha Wu sighed: "What a pity, so much research data from back then was wasted. Relying on just a few of us is truly too difficult."

Ma Qing remained unmoved by Cha Wu's sigh. After thinking, he said, "The Abyssal Blood Pupil is one of the ten known world-ending level anomalies. Why didn't you tell him this news?"

Cha Wu paused, asking in a somewhat surprised tone, "You even know about the Ten World-Ending Anomalies?"

Ma Qing's tone didn't change: "Back then, you and some other old guys planned to classify anomalies, but only managed to define the 'world-ending' level, and then the world-ending event really happened."

"Although I wasn't part of your circle, I still knew some information."

Cha Wu shrugged: "What would telling him do? Scare the kid to death?"

"World-ending level anomalies were only classified based on the situation we understood at the time."

"And besides, there are far more anomalies than that; what we know is still too little."

"That Abyssal Blood Pupil has already become his eye. Sooner or later, this guy will become the new Abyssal Blood Pupil."

"The world is already like this, who cares if it's the Abyssal Blood Pupil or the Eight-Limbed Human Face."

"By the way, how much longer until that medicine of yours is ready?"

Cha Wu picked up the teacup and took yet another sip.

Finding the tea had cooled somewhat, he frowned and put the cup down.

"Soon, just ten more hours. As long as we can hold out for ten hours, we have hope."

Ma Qing's expression remained unchanged, his eyes watching the teacup in Cha Wu's hand.

A plump figure walked out from the darkness, refilled Cha Wu's teacup with fresh hot water, and then handed Ma Qing a new cup of tea.

The entire process was done without looking up.

"That's for the best!"

The expression on Cha Wu's face relaxed slightly.

"By the way, how is Ding Shen's situation?"

Ma Qing asked again.

"Not great. That kid got injured. The Son of the Blood Moon is very strong; he almost made those pseudo-humans fail."

"The Guardian Sequence... sigh..."

"In this era, the Guardian Sequence is destined to be a tragedy."

Cha Wu said with an expression of lament.

"Didn't you say pseudo-humans can't be killed?"

Ma Qing picked up his teacup. The entire process was very calm, his facial expression extremely composed.

It seemed even the term "pseudo-human" couldn't stir his emotions.

"Yes, they can't be killed. But, that kid is really strong, and the Son of the Blood Moon's sequence is truly bizarre."

Cha Wu seemed to think of something, his expression full of admiration, like someone praising how good their newly bought phone is.

"This foolish kid made a deal with an anomaly back then to protect Oasis."

"Whether this move was right or wrong is hard to say, but you, old thing, are really something, borrowing strength to fight, turning the enemy's plot against them. Little did they know, the city full of anomalies has just fulfilled your plan."

"The Pharmacist Sequence is indeed a terrifying sequence!"

Cha Wu's tone was full of emotion as he spoke.

Ma Qing didn't speak for a long while after hearing Cha Wu's words.

A full three minutes passed before Ma Qing said, "Tell me, am I wrong for doing this?"

Cha Wu was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Although I don't agree with Ding Shen's deal with the anomaly, nor with what you're doing, and I'm not even sure if what I'm doing is right or wrong..."

"You, me, Ding Shen—we're all doing what we believe is right."

"Before the results come out!"

"None of us are wrong!"

Cha Wu, the City Lord, said the last word very seriously.

The tea cooled again.

The plump figure from the dark corner appeared again, adding hot water for both of them.

Cha Wu took a sip: "Forget it, no more brewing; it's lost its flavor."

Ma Qing glanced at the fat man: "Is this the Boss or..."

The plump figure shuddered, cold sweat appearing on his chubby face: "I'm the Boss. Don't worry, Doctor Ma, my ears are deaf today; I didn't hear anything."

"My younger brothers, they know nothing."

Ma Qing slowly stood up, sighing: "It doesn't matter. In just ten hours, you'll all know everything. Whether it's kept secret or not has no meaning anymore."