Jessica’s neck was punctured by ten vaccine injectors,

and at the same time, she removed her face mask, tore off the stitches at the corners of her mouth, and gasped for air with her face to the ground.

She kept swallowing saliva, some of which reached her brain, in order to increase the concentration of bacteriophages in the cranial cavity.

It was with great difficulty that she managed to suppress her chaotic thoughts and stand at the edge of the lunar crater, staring at the passage between the craters.

"So the vaccine can only contain the chaotic plague on the surface of the moon... I didn’t expect that the New Moon Origin could create a new disease system, so chaotic and dangerous.

If what William said is true, and he is also proficient in medicine with deep expertise, such a person might be able to fill the vacancies in our Teeth Hall.

However, the most important thing is to save Desline... She is a good person;

she can’t just die like this."

At this moment, Jessica, as the deputy dentist, became even more determined;

she had to go to the depths of the moon no matter what.

She was well aware that she could not develop a vaccine to resist the deep chaos in a short time,

and going inward, it was inevitable that she would be attacked by chaos.

However, she had another method.

She reached inside her sweater’s neckline with her hand and pulled out a special book made of woven dental nerves—"Oral Medicine," the corresponding Plague Book of the Teeth Hall.

She flipped to the last section, which detailed a special surgery, one targeting the brain.

After exploring the island in-depth for some time, she had basically determined that the chaos here was mainly based on consciousness,

so she prepared to perform a special surgery on her own brain. Under the blessing of the Plague Book, she reshaped her skull to be composed entirely of enamel and implanted teeth at key nodes in the brain to inhibit thought conduction and increase stability.

Eventually, she even crammed the entire Plague Book inside,

this act would turn her into a pure dental machine, driven by instinct. However, she had already buried the instinct to travel deep into the lunar crater in her brain beforehand;

her instincts would follow this idea, chewing up anyone obstructing her path.

Moreover, Dentist Jessica prepared the remaining vaccines as a dripper, connecting it to the back of her hand for continuous intravenous injection.

Everything was ready.

Jessica stepped into the lunar crater in a ’primitive dental’ state, even her eyes turned tooth-like.

Yet, even so,

even after she sealed off all thought transmission,

and even after pasting the entire Plague Book onto the brain’s surface, she still had a strong reaction when she stepped into the crater passage.

What looked like layers of rock turned into a dense thicket of filaments upon touching them,

a whisper from the depths of the moon echoed in her ears,

her ear canals, blocked by teeth, forcefully received this whisper, which reached her brain and was perceived by Jessica as intermittent sound waves.

"I... appreciate... you! Come, to my demon cave, my palace, my abode, to the depths of the moon."

The whispers echoed continuously, with time and space becoming confused here,

Wow!

Time passed unknowingly,

and with a bout of vomiting from Jessica, hundreds of teeth mixed with stomach acid were expelled, including the teeth planted in the brain to block consciousness, and even the Plague Book was mixed in.

Jessica, now forcefully awake, had passed through the lunar crater passage and arrived at the heart of the Moon Core.

However, the scene before her eyes did not match the description given by William on the cruise ship,

instead of an ordinary Moon Night Clinic, there was a palace - or rather, a temple - that transcended three-dimensional geometry.

She knelt on the Moonstone path leading to the palace,

and on either side of the path knelt creatures with heads resembling the moon, referred to as ’servants,’

their bodies seemed humanoid, but with a change of viewing angle or light intensity, they took on non-human forms, resembling a kind of special ancient creature.

Even though she didn’t know their names,

a string of ancient characters was directly imprinted deep in Jessica’s consciousness—"Moon Beasts"—as if the consciousness of the moon itself was actively answering the doubts in her brain.

As she slowly looked up along the path, towards the temple gates at the end,

waves of unclear, maddening, resentful drum sounds directly transmitted to her brain as if a drummer was striking Jessica’s eyeballs.

There was a detestable and paradoxical flute sound blowing against the eardrum, not a harmonious melody, but a chaotic flute sound that desecrated all things in the world.

Under the influence of the melody, when she looked again toward the temple at the end, it was like a massive, dark, and ultimate god twisting and creeping under the moonlit night.

Jessica couldn’t imagine what kind of being could live there, and she couldn’t picture what the New Moon Origin looked like,

yet she still stood up, curbing the chaos that transcended time and space through frantic grinding of her teeth.

Jessica was the top-ranking deputy director in the Teeth Hall for this term,

Her appearance and views on teeth may have been scorned and even ridiculed by colleagues, but her standards were recognized by the Teeth Hall.

She took a special dental spike from the coat room, knocking out one of her teeth with the spike with each step she took.

These original teeth growing in her mouth were directly connected to her cranial nerves, and forcibly shattering each one brought indescribable pain.

She used the pain to resist the chaos, stabilize her consciousness, and ultimately stood in front of the pure silver temple,

At the top of the temple’s gate was a moonstone relief with a lunar structure, but the relief didn’t depict a moon but was quite abnormal instead, showing tendrils emerging from the moon’s surface alongside the craters,

Upon closer inspection, the entire relief was actually made up of dense clusters of silvery fleshy granules.

The layered, scroll-style gates seemed to be signaling her to enter,

The silent, soundless Inner Court of the temple,

Here, there were no decorations, no monsters or life forms, only a Moonstone Throne.

Atop it sat a tripedal chaos creature,

Its slender, pitch-black talons rested on the arms of the throne,

On its black, twisted, and serpentine trunk, it seemed one could see countless monsters crowding, being born, and furiously dancing.

A "Blood Moon" was embedded atop the chaotic trunk, a blood moon with clear neural patterns and curves filled with the Moon’s rocky strata and a perfect arc,

That blood moon was the creature’s "head,"

With the blood moon as its head, it suppressed the chaos of its body, allowing It to sit ’peacefully’ in its place, ruling the entire Moon.

That Blood Moon Skull was also connected to all the hidden eyes within the palace, watching the visitors before it.

Jessica was almost overwhelmed,

But suddenly, she noticed a beautiful woman, radiant with starlight, kneeling before the throne;

Jessica’s spirit was also shaken.

"Desline sister!" Her strong obsession stabilized her consciousness once more, and she voluntarily spoke to the entity on the Moonstone Throne,

"Are you Moon Trace Lorrian? The origin of the New Moon... Dentist Jessica, the deputy head physician of the Teeth Hall, is honored to meet you."

At that moment, a rotting voice from ancient depths echoed through the hall,

"What you see is the image of the Moon, what you hear is the sound of the Moonstone, and where you reach is under my guidance, I have discarded the mortal form and that outdated and old name.

I am the Moon, we are the Moon God.

I admire you, Jessica!

Being able~to produce a vaccine against the Moon’s surface plague in a short time, being able~to reach me with your own perseverance, I will give you an opportunity to become an important member under my command.

However, before that, you need to witness an important process."

The chaos creature gently moved its slender, perfect fingers,

Something appeared above everyone’s heads and slowly descended,

It was the long-missing ’Mr. Yi’,

His neck stitched with silver lines, lowered to the center of the Inner Court by a thin thread from above.

"William, I’m sure you all recognize him, and it was because of him that you came to my island.

I’m sure you’ve witnessed William’s perfect shell and special soul,

Do you think this vile, simple, and witless murderer is worthy of becoming the other half of William?

Do you think he has the qualification?

Clearly he doesn’t... I shall personally slay this lowly murderer here, and you all shall be the witnesses."