Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses - Chapter 222

MF instructed Tako to take Ollen for a tour within every facility of the sect. From the main hall to the West Building, where most of the information and precious artifacts were stored, to the nearby facility where Tuli was working on her workshop.

Ollen learned many things in just a single tour. Not only that she wouldn’t ever think of meeting a Hellspawn so casually in Neamh, in a sect’s workshop on top of that, and even an intelligent and sentient Mandragora who was taking her for a walk to the surrounding parameters of this place.

“Pleased to meet you, Elder Tuli. I’m Ollen Hecates, the new Librarian that will be working here from now on.”

“Ah!” Tuli took her eyes off the strange device with a long square-shaped barrel and runic engraving on its surface. Numerous dust-like ore substances that she conjured were immediately sent into a small container on top of a small table. “Welcome, welcome! So, who recruited you?”

“It’s the Supreme One herself~” Tako nonchalantly said.

“I see, I see.” Tuli got up from her seat. She could be seen wearing only a white tank top over her dark-grey skin, with a rather baggy trouser on her bottom half. Both of her syringe-wings were closing on each other. “Welcome to Lautus Tunguska, Tako must’ve told you about all of the Elders in here.”

“Yes, Senior Tako explained it all professionally to profound my knowledge.” Ollen could be seen donning her sly wide smile as she closed both of her eyes.

“You’ll see the other Elders soon, mostly because they would need to sign some contract in case that there will be any traitors in our ranks.” Tuli picked up a bag filled with potato chips and casually crunched one of them in her mouth, all while staring at the new Librarian. “Although I’m one of the weakest Elders within this sect, my knowledge lies within magic blacksmithing. Feel free to request anything if you want new trinkets to play around, hehehe.”

Despite Tuli being still within Alcazar Establishment Phase, Ollen felt rather intimidated when she caught a glimpse of a sentient artifact being sheathed on her hip.

‘As expected of a Hellspawn, it seems like I’ve struck gold for accepting the Dark Angel’s offer.’

After more casual chit chatting, Ollen was introduced to the East Building that stretched deep into the underground, holding many precious information, historical footprint, and critical theorems about mana assimilation that was carefully inscribed upon numerous volumes of books.

As of currently, MF had built 14 underground floors beneath the main floor. Many Wisps could be seen wandering about within the labyrinth of knowledge and wisdom. Currently, both Ollen and Tako were threading numerous books with their fingers on basement 4.

Ollen grabbed a book about ancient culture before the Judgement Day even began. Some of the pages even came with their own illustration that was drawn personally by the Ouroboros.

“This place is akin to the tower of Babel.” Ollen reluctantly chuckled, still in denial of the position and privilege she had for being allowed to perceive this precious knowledge. “If the Association knew, they would burn this place without a second thought.”

“That is the Supreme One to you.” Tako was reading a book with ‘Power of Wealth’ as its title. “I heard from Miss Primis that she and Madam Foel wrote and created all of these books by themselves.”

“Madam Foel is one of the Elders, am I right?”

“Yup, she is the second scariest of the Elders.”

“Then who is the first scariest?”

“That would be Elder Ki.” A goosebumps could be felt traveling through Tako’s back by merely thinking of it. “She always put on a scary stern face while darkness materialized from her body. The Deity of Tribunal Blight, that’s what she is. The Supreme One conquered her in a fierce fight and now she was serving the Supreme One as a Vassal Deity.”

“I do remember that there is an urban legend where you mustn’t don and use the name of ‘Ouroboros’. Those who commit the act and did it for fraud and their own gain would immediately be plunged into a large abyss, and never to be seen again.”

“Of course, Mrs. Ollen~” Tako flipped her book. “That’s because she is the real deal.”

“So, the infamous Ouroboros turns out to be a part of Heaven.”

“Ah, don’t worry about it. The Supreme One might be related to Heaven, but her goal is the total opposite from the total extinction of what you would call ‘Humanity’. The Great Wisp mentioned something about her going to take over the world and purge all kinds of evil and the less hardworking, so that Neamh could stand a chance against the endless wave of Calamities.”

“You sure know a lot about Mandragora, how old are you?”

“I’m older than the Primordial Sea!” Tako lied with a straight face. “Well, I’m as old as I know, maybe.”

“That isn’t how you count, you know?”

Meanwhile, the Ouroboros was currently visiting her Ouranos Citadel with a dense concealment that was hiding her from any kind of vision.

The moment she arrived, she noticed that there was a gigantic wyrm circling the Citadel far high within the atmosphere.

‘What the hell.’

She noticed that its soul was marked by a slave formation, possibly done by Foel with her fixation on keeping absurdly huge pets.

Numerous Cannon Yelpers could be seen patrolling and frolicking with one another. The same with the Tarrasque Inclings. Most of them could be seen sleeping within the surrounding parameters of Ouranos Citadel, the rest small groups were currently playing on the far east wasteland with a couple of other Cannon Yelpers in a flock.

‘Huh, so Foel could do that too.’

The Screamers were also available on that location. Regardless of what they were doing, MF eventually shifted her amazement to the growth of her civilization.

In just a span of a month, most of the living territories had already built their foundation for shelter to their owner of land. The market that her disciple had as a project began to develop more and more and the people began to crowd for discount bartering and other exchanges to keep the market flowing.

‘Many restaurants and taverns were already built and thriving because of the high demand for culinary advancement. The fruits were utilized very well with many spices to create various dishes, surprisingly.’

MF wouldn’t expect that it would grow this fast. Not to mention, the agricultural zone on the northeast began to develop and expand even more, resulting in an expansion beyond the wall with many forest dwellers working on nourishing themselves.

She did have given Foel and Damascus the order to expand the variety of agricultural products when they could, but definitely not expecting for it to be able to develop this early.

The former Gaia Citadel was slowly rebuilt onto its better version, with admirable and great solidarity, brimming with the ambition to thrive for the good of everyone.

On the outskirts, there was a hidden entrance guarded by various tamed Calamities and the Forest Caretakers, leading to the large underground facility that encompassed the entirety of the soil beneath Ouranos Citadel.

“I really should refer to you as the Citadel Caretaker from now on.” MF revealed herself as she lightly chuckled. “It’s more fitting this way.”

“Please don’t, Supreme One.” One of the Forest Caretaker teared up with an amused face on one of her vessels. “I feel really tainted with the increasing number of people that refers me as a Citadel Caretaker.”

“Mmmhh~ maybe I shall help you in this matter after I’m done with my business.”

The Citadel Caretaker escorted MF to the inside of the massive underground facility. More Forest Dwellers could be seen working on the facility and construction of the Apollo Project.

There seemed to be more forest dwellers that spawned within Domeniul Ceresc lately, so most of them were sent to work under the leader of the Citadel Caretaker and the Vice Director. Ain and Asir gave them the needed profound knowledge of their existence before Foel gave them the needed training to be one of the facility personnel.

Although, unlike the one below Domeniul Ceresc, the working personnel of the Apollo Project under Ouranos Citadel were given their Standard Operational Procedure’s uniform. Each of them wore a fancy lab coat with the golden symbol of sun on their left chest.

Most of the structures were the same with the one under Domeniul Ceresc, although most of the underground facility included numerous aspects that were related to the aboveground, like the Aur Tokens Vault for example. There were special official workers in that area, all assigned by Foel and Damascus.

“Seems like all of you are making great progress so far.” The Ouroboros could be seen putting a genuine satisfied face, her happy aura alone was enough to make the bypassing personnel feel comfort. “We will be finishing the Apollo Project in just two months if we keep going at this rate.”

“It’s all thanks to Madam Foel and Madam Damascus.” The Citadel Caretaker nodded in agreement. “We don’t even need to hire the citizens, knowing that Domeniul Ceresc is supplying most of the workers at great rate for the past weeks.”

After a long tour around the underground facility, MF finally met with both Damascus and Foel inside their office.. Unlike their usual outfit, both of them could be seen wearing the same lab coats as the rest of the personnel.