"It hasn't been that long," Adam said in a light-hearted voice, "About 150 years."

"..." I said nothing, because that was too long a time. Adam, who may have lived for more than a hundred million years, seemed to think that was only a moment's wait. However, how could I possibly take it lightly when I have not even lived for twenty years? I then asked, "Is it impossible to make it shorter than that?"

"That possibility would leave no reason for me to stay here. It is possible to regain momentary initiative when your consciousness returns to reality, but...it would ultimately be a desperate measure of failing to complete a soul that could overpower the Divine Spirit. Because you'll be devoured again."

I looked around upon hearing Adam's words. I wasn't convinced by what he said, but I thought that I should obtain some information first.

Michelangelo

It was the title of the book that I casually picked up, thinking it was an art-related booklet. When I flipped it open, however, there were all kinds of formulas and dozens of blueprints. "This isn't an art book, but a book on the manufacturing method of a Human-rank Gigas..." I grumbled and randomly picked out a few books.

Retreat...