tl note: you are in for a long ride:3
MEGA CHAPTER INCOMING
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"Sure enough... Mother is not so easily persuaded."
Watching the images on the light screen, Bronya sighed with a trace of helplessness. However, her helplessness stemmed only from her inability to peacefully transfer political power from Cocolia, not from any fear of Cocolia's fierce resistance.
Because she didn't care about Cocolia's resistance in the slightest.
In this simulation, her advantage was simply too great—so great that the combat power she currently possessed completely severed her from the Belobog of reality.
Just how strong was a legion that had embarked on the Path?
Perhaps some people aren't clear on what such an army represents, but a simple analogy can be made using the finale of the previous simulation.
The Silvermane Guards who embarked on the Path of Jarilo-VI were all first-rate experts. All of them had embarked on the Path of [The Hunt]. They were a tough army rarely seen in the universe, strong enough to hunt down and slaughter the Abominations of Abundance in the cosmos.
Although the Silvermane Iron Guards led by Bronya now were far inferior to the Cloud Knights of the Xianzhou Luofu—unable to compare in any aspect, as they had only just embarked on the Path of [Preservation] and could only utilize the power of the Path, unlike the Cloud Knights who had walked the Path of [The Hunt] for who knows how long and conducted countless hunts...
But it was already a completely crushing blow.
One must know that the armies on Jarilo-VI actually had no combat power to speak of—Belobog had lost too much. The technology and power left behind in history had mostly been lost. The current Silvermane Guards had to use old muskets and cannons, or simple axes and halberds. The strongest among them were merely the Automaton Army, a pile of scrap metal and copper.
The reason this army struggled to resist the Fragmentum monsters was because their combat power was simply too weak. In fact, for a powerful Pathstrider, killing their way in and out of the Fragmentum seven times over would be no issue. While the Fragmentum on Jarilo-VI was said to be severe, the Fragmentum creatures were not strong, far inferior to the Antimatter Legion that burned Jarilo-VI in the history that never happened.
Back then, the reason Belobog's army could resist the Antimatter Legion was entirely due to the miraculous authority of the first Supreme Guardian, Alisa Rand. In reality, at least eighty percent of the combat power was provided by Alisa Rand alone...
Otherwise, the Silvermane Guards of that time would have been powerless to block even the blades in the hands of the Legion's soldiers...
The Voidrangers of the Antimatter Legion had Antimatter Field Generators implanted in their arms. The thin beams of light extending from them were indestructible force field cutters. Let alone cutting through flesh, even cutting through steel was as simple as cutting through butter; a light sweep could split everything in two.
Although the enemy forces now also had the blessing of Cocolia's miraculous authority, Cocolia's authority was far inferior to that of the first Supreme Guardian back then. Moreover, Bronya had also obtained the power passed down through generations of Supreme Guardians. Even if there was a gap in this power, it shouldn't be much. The advantage of her subordinates having embarked on the Path would immediately become prominent—
The difference between a Pathstrider and a mortal is like a massive chasm. If there is no corresponding technology or weaponry to bridge this gap, then everything becomes meaningless under the influence of Imaginary Energy.
Just like the current battlefield.
Bronya watched the light screen. Just after Cocolia completely rejected her, the soldiers of both sides began to fight with the tacit permission of the two leaders.
This was the first large-scale civil war in Belobog's history. The streets of the Administrative District were already filled with Silvermane Guards, and the spacious Alexandra Plaza became the best battlefield for this conflict.
This war shouldn't have caused such a commotion. In fact, it should have only involved a riot within Qlipoth Fort where Bronya would carry out the rebellion, not explicitly placing this rebellion in front of the stage...
It was just a pity that Cocolia heard the wind from somewhere unknown. She temporarily transferred many Iron Guards away from the front lines, returning them to the Belobog Administrative District to guard Qlipoth Fort, and deployed multiple patrol lines, clearly knowing that something targeting her was about to happen in the dark.
This forced Bronya to lead the Iron Guards out of the shadows and onto the bright surface to have a real fight with Cocolia.
Although Bronya was very puzzled as to why Cocolia would know about her rebellion—who exactly leaked the news? Was there a traitor among her subordinates?—now, none of that mattered anymore.
She silently watched the light screen in front of her. The screen displayed a panoramic map covering the entire Belobog Administrative District. Countless light dots were entangled on it. If she clicked on a certain light dot, she could see the genuine slaughter and struggle of the soldier represented by that dot, dedicating their hot blood for the leader they were loyal to.
And on this panoramic map, the blue light dots belonging to the friendly forces were gradually encroaching on the entire map with a massive advantage. All the red light dots belonging to the enemy forces were being steadily pushed back and compressed. In the end, they could only retreat to the vicinity of Qlipoth Fort. Clearly, relying on Qlipoth Fort as a base, they were desperately resisting the advance of Bronya's Iron Guards.
I won.
Bronya had not a shred of doubt about this in her heart.
This war would soon end with her victory, and the power of the entire Belobog would be grasped in her hands. Ron, hiding in the dark, would also become her aid in the future, attempting to save Belobog once again.
In the end... how could she possibly not win?
In the dark, relying on the troop training methods developed by Ron to train soldiers, and after making foolproof preparations, she even opened the armory of the Belobog Silvermane Guards, stole all the armaments inside, and equipped them on the Iron Guards under her command;
She herself had successfully resonated with Preservation, obtaining the miraculous authority that every Supreme Guardian could only get from Qlipoth, the Amber Lord. Even the citizens of Belobog faintly supported Bronya's ascension. The resistance she faced was only Cocolia and Qlipoth Fort...
The power she possessed and the resistance she faced were simply not on the same level... Her preparation was a rare case of rebellion in the entire history of Jarilo-VI. She simply had no possibility of losing half a step, and absolutely no reason to lose.
I won thoroughly.
Bronya held firm to her own thoughts in her heart.
She leaned loosely against the wall, silently watching the light screen in front of her, watching the images flicker on the screen. The endless blue light dots were about to break through the defense line firmly formed by the red light dots, about to completely charge into Qlipoth Fort—
Suddenly, dozens of deep red light dots leaped out fiercely from the depths of Qlipoth Fort. Like guided missiles, they fell precisely into the weak points of the vast army. Like a street sweeper, they swept away the surrounding blue light dots—wiping them clean in an instant...
What is the situation?!
Bronya's pupils dilated violently, and a huge question mark popped up above her small head.
"What are those things... Suddenly, what on earth happened?!"
Bronya hurriedly clicked on the light dots on the screen, closing the panoramic map and reopening the cutscene animation playing on the screen. She wanted to see what these giant red lights were, what demons were hidden in Qlipoth Fort that could clear out so many soldiers in an instant...
Then she saw such a scene—
Giant and exquisite steel structures formed huge humanoid mechs. They leaped and flew willfully on the battlefield. Their bodies, which looked extremely heavy, danced elegantly in the sky like butterflies.
Countless floating modules floating beside them constantly fired firepower to clean up the surrounding Iron Guards. Dense and powerful bombing washed the ground, turning the entire Alexandra Plaza into a potholed mess, like a hive that had been cut open. Countless corpses of Iron Guards who had fallen were buried in the dense potholes. Their thin power of the Path, although able to thicken their armor enough to let the Iron Guards of Qlipoth Fort be unable to break their defense, could never block the pouring firepower of these humanoid mechs.
And... what the humanoid mechs on the battlefield could do was far more than this.
Aside from those models that used floating cannons to attack and danced elegantly in the air like butterflies, there were many mechs that looked incomparably lean, cast from molten steel. Strange and sharp blades popped out from their exquisite arms—
These mechs flashed back and forth on the battlefield like ghosts. The strange light blades popping out of their arms only needed a light sweep to easily sever a large swath of Silvermane Guards.
Countless Iron Guards fell like wheat being harvested. The thin armor formed by the power of the Path on their bodies was completely unable to resist such light blades. Even though their bodies flickered with the emerald green light brought by Bronya's miraculous authority, and the wind and their power of the Path mixed together to construct armor as strong as a city wall, under this light blade, they were still easily cut open like a hot knife through butter. Blood and viscera flowed out, spilling across the entire Alexandra Plaza.
Looking at the light blades on the arms of these humanoid mechs, Bronya felt a sense of familiarity—the blazing light on them originated from [Destruction] and was so obvious. This was clearly the Antimatter Field Generator implanted in the arms of those Voidrangers twisted by the power of [Destruction] after being reforged in the Warforge!
These force field cutters were simply a dimensional strike against the Silvermane Guards currently under Bronya's command... Or perhaps, given some time, as these Silvermane Guards walked further on the Path of Destiny and successfully obtained more power from [Preservation], the Imaginary Energy in their destiny would be enough to help them resist these sharp weapons of the Antimatter Legion. But now, it was obviously far from possible.
They could only drink hatred under these force field blades, turning into cold corpse fragments, falling into the potholes of Alexandra Plaza, becoming the cold footnotes of the death toll of this war, adding another stroke to the number of people who died due to war in the history books.
"How could this be..."
Bronya lowered her head in despair. Her eyes looked at the images on the light screen listlessly. Endless emptiness and confusion welled up in her heart. Her heart thumped wildly, blood rushing to her brain, making her almost unable to think.
"Why... would Qlipoth Fort have such armor?"
As the acting commander of the Silvermane Guards and the next Supreme Guardian of Belobog, apart from Cocolia, Bronya was the person most familiar with Belobog in the entire city. None other.
Whether it was the historical legacy from the pre-freeze era 700 years ago or all the treasures the Architects had painstakingly collected over 700 years, Cocolia had taken Bronya to see them all. Gently and seriously, she told Bronya the historical stories they carried, letting Bronya touch the imprints coming from history with her own hands, feeling the era when Jarilo-VI was not yet shrouded in the Eternal Freeze, when all people bathed in the glory of the Amber Lord.
Bronya could be sure that although there were indeed some unusual things in Qlipoth Fort, they were absolutely not these strange humanoid mechs...
Otherwise, Cocolia would not have let the Silvermane Guards attack the Fragmentum with such heavy casualties... Just with dozens of these powerful humanoid mechs, replacing the Automaton Army, the Silvermane Guards would probably have already reached the depths of the Fragmentum and kicked the heads of those frozen Antimatter Legion soldiers down like balls!
"No, that's not right... This is absolutely not something Mother hid in Qlipoth Fort. Those Creation Engines that could be called steel giants are currently only one unit, still sleeping in the Everwinter Hill..."
And even those Creation Engines would be difficult to change the current war situation—the Creation Engines were ultimately construction machines used to change the terrain and build cities. Compared to these humanoid mechs that were obviously specialized for military use, turning the matter of "killing" into an art, adhering to practicality and minimalism in almost every drop, the combat power of the Creation Engines was still too weak.
...
After contemplating in silence for a long time, Bronya forcibly suppressed her surging hot blood, pressed her frantically beating temples, and let her consciousness return to her mind, temporarily becoming slightly calmer.
She lightly stroked her chest, pressing on the softness in front of her chest to feel her violent heartbeat, gasping for breath to supply oxygen to her somewhat hypoxic brain, thinking little by little about why this strange situation appeared—
"This kind of humanoid mech that seems to violate common sense, just like a miracle... Wait, miracle?"
Bronya muttered to herself, suddenly realizing a trace of something wrong:
"Miracle... Miracle... Who could create such a miracle in such a short time?"
Bronya's chaotic brain gradually regained clarity. An obvious person floated in her mind—
"Ron..."
She muttered with a complex expression, breaking the source of this situation with a single sentence.
It could only be Ron.
Thinking about it carefully made it clear... During this period, Ron had disappeared. It was impossible for him to not be doing anything.
Based on his performance in every previous simulation, Ron was like squeezing a sponge, squeezing out all his time drop by drop, absolutely not wasting a single minute or second, using all his time on saving Belobog...
During the time he was missing, he couldn't possibly be lazing around every day, doing nothing but watching Belobog fall into the abyss...
Then if he wanted to save Belobog, wanted to contribute to this city, and change the status quo of Belobog, what was the most obvious method?
Obviously, it was to find the highest executive in Belobog, who was also Ron's former direct superior, the current Supreme Guardian Cocolia Rand, to state his true heart to her and borrow her power to complete his goals...
Then, where these powerful and difficult-to-understand humanoid mechs came from could be understood.
"I didn't expect Ron to have such talent in research as well... Could it be that he is truly an all-rounder? Is there not a single weakness?"
Bronya spoke with a bitter smile, but there was not half a suspicion in her tone... Because the great achievements Ron had created in these few simulations made Bronya not too surprised by whatever Ron did. At most, she would just sigh with a phrase, "As expected of you, Ron," and then watch Ron create a miracle with no waves in her heart.
Forget it.
Bronya watched the troops belonging to her on the light screen becoming fewer and fewer under the slaughter of these humanoid mechs. She calmly clicked on the light screen and stopped this war without hesitation.
She lost.
There was no need for any battle to continue—she herself only wanted to save Belobog. Now that Ron had become Cocolia's aid, she naturally had no reason to stop Cocolia.
So be it.
Bronya sighed. This failure was not in her expectations. She originally thought her idea was already the best choice, having a great chance to overtake on a curve and find Ron before Seele and Natasha, obtaining Ron's assistance.
She didn't expect that it was her mother, Cocolia, who had a connection with Ron, successfully obtaining unreserved help from him... If she had known about this situation earlier, she would have just laid flat and gone back to Qlipoth Fort to be her mother's obedient daughter!
But unfortunately, there are no 'ifs'. Wrong is wrong. The loser will eventually welcome the ending that belongs only to the loser... Bronya no longer held any hope for this simulation.
She looked at the images on the light screen indifferently. New text surfaced on it:
[Your army is suffering crazy attrition under the slaughter of the humanoid mechs. Even with your miraculous authority stabilizing the morale, your army is gradually starting to be unable to stabilize the formation, seemingly about to reach the point of total collapse.]
[You deeply realize that a defeated army falls like a mountain. In order to let these soldiers under your command barely survive and preserve their lives, you drop the Lance of Preservation in your hand and order the entire army to stop fighting.]
[You exhausted all your strength. The emerald green energy on the Lance of Preservation bloomed abruptly. You spent all your mental effort to execute the strongest miraculous authority since your resonance with the Lance of Preservation. The emerald wind wall instantly cut the battlefield apart, firmly protecting your army.]
[Afterwards, exhausted, you dejectedly threw the lance in your hand onto the ground, standing not far in front of the gate of Qlipoth Fort, lowering your head to Cocolia.]
[You admitted defeat.]
The text on the light screen gradually faded, and new images began to float up:
The Belobog Administrative District was originally the most exquisite core of Belobog, the best-managed place in the entire city. Now, however, it had become potholed. Everywhere was splattered flesh and blood and broken limbs. Fresh blood accumulated in puddles. The boundless scarlet dotted Belobog, making this city look down from the sky for the first time with a piercing red color.
The setting sun drooped. Orange-red sunlight shone on the brain of Belobog, the heart of the Administrative District—sunlight fell on Qlipoth Fort, illuminating a perimeter filled with fresh blood, but the interior of the urban fortress was not damaged in the slightest.
The loyal Iron Guards formed a thick defense line, enveloping the entire Qlipoth Fort within, faithfully resisting the despicable rebellion for the Supreme Guardian—
And Cocolia stood right in front of the gate of Qlipoth Fort, looking calmly at Bronya, who had lowered her head not far away and dejectedly thrown the Lance of Preservation in her hand, like a frightened little beast.
"I lost, Mother."
Bronya smiled bitterly and pleaded with Cocolia in a dry voice:
"I really didn't expect you to still be hiding such things... I lost. I will pay the price for this, but please let these Iron Guards go..."
As she spoke, she slightly regretted glancing at the Iron Guards separated by the wind wall behind her. She didn't know if she regretted bringing them to rebel against Cocolia, or regretted that her own intelligence failure led to the defeat...
She only knew that a thick apology flowed from her eyes. Then, this apology turned into determination as she looked at Cocolia seriously:
"They were just coerced by me, deceived by me... These Iron Guards are innocent. I hope Mother will not exterminate them all, give them a way out..."
But Cocolia just looked at her calmly and sighed slightly:
"Still not mature enough, my daughter... When did I say I would exterminate them?"
"Is this the limit of what you can bear? Just falling into a disadvantage and you directly admit defeat... Then how exactly did you have the guts to launch this rebellion?"
Cocolia spoke, her tone unhurried, extremely calm:
"The evaluation of me within Belobog is not good. The frontline troops have repeatedly opposed my opinions on deploying troops. In fact, my ruling authority has already been shaken to a certain extent because of my reputation..."
"If you could lurk a bit longer, find a few more allies, overturning me would actually be a very easy thing."
"But my daughter, you absolutely should not, absolutely should not have revealed all your trump cards at this time, bringing the personal guards trained by yourself into the Belobog Administrative District..."
"Don't say I already heard the wind. Even if I were truly blind and deaf, discovering nothing, I would definitely realize something was wrong when you mobilized your personal troops."
"At that time, just like now, exposing the rebellion in front of the citizens—even if you really could win against me, do you think you could ascend to the position of Supreme Guardian?"
Cocolia spoke, her tone gradually becoming severe, reprimanding Bronya extremely sternly:
"Stupid, ignorant, reckless! You even asked me to let your personal guards go after admitting defeat? After losing, these troops are completely meaningless to you. These seemingly kind intentions completely unable to help you achieve your goals are the manifestation of weakness!"
"How can you beg the enemy? How dare you beg the enemy?!"
"Could it be that if you beg the Antimatter Legion, the Legion won't destroy our world?"
"Weak and incompetent! Stupid and reckless! Where have all the things I taught you before been thrown to?"
Hearing Cocolia's severe lecture, Bronya lowered her head in shame, standing in place without saying a word, completely unable to refute Cocolia's words.
Because what she said was completely correct; there was nothing wrong with it.
Cocolia had indeed earnestly taught Bronya these things... As the true leader of Belobog, Cocolia's guidance to Bronya was painstaking, truly anticipating that Bronya could become a Grand Guardian with political means.
Bronya's performance this time was indeed very disappointing... The mines she could step on were almost all stepped on by her. Although a lot of it was due to coincidence, regardless of whether it was due to coincidence or because Ron's existence threw Bronya into disarray, the result was just this: a mess.
Watching the silent Bronya standing in place, Cocolia walked up calmly. The solemn expression on her face disappeared, vanishing completely like melting glacial ice.
Although she still appeared severe, the aggression in her words was already completely lost:
"Alright, have you made enough noise? If you've made enough noise, follow me home."
Cocolia said, lightly placing her hand on Bronya's head and rubbing her head:
"Go back and properly review the things I taught you before... Stupid daughter, you haven't learned these things yet you dare to play rebellion? How can you let me rest assured handing Belobog over to you in the future?"
As she spoke, Cocolia picked Bronya up like a little chick. Bronya drooped her head dejectedly as Cocolia strode back towards Qlipoth Fort.
The emerald green wind wall dissipated as Bronya was carried back to Qlipoth Fort by Cocolia. Because Bronya admitted defeat, the defeated Silvermane Guards were quickly captured by the Iron Guards of Qlipoth Fort, reorganized, and recompiled into the Iron Guard ranks of Qlipoth Fort, completely losing any will to resist.
Even Bronya had completely admitted defeat; what meaning was there for them to continue?
And those giant humanoid mechs also began to clean up the entire battlefield. Together with the Silvermane Guards, they swept away the bloodstains on Alexandra Plaza and cleaned up the splattered flesh and severed limbs in the Administrative District, beginning to carry out the aftermath work...
The screen faded, and new subtitles emerged:
[The conflict between Cocolia and Bronya subsided at an extremely fast speed.]
[Bronya's rebellion did not cause too great of an impact. Apart from making Alexandra Plaza in the Belobog Administrative District tattered, it only extended her daily study time by two hours. She was completely confined within the Supreme Guardian's mansion, reviewing the knowledge she had once learned day and night under Cocolia's supervision...]
Looking at the text on the light screen, Ron was somewhat speechless. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
...What is the situation? Why did Bronya suddenly rebel against Cocolia directly, and then get suppressed by Cocolia just as quickly?
Ron was puzzled—Why did Bronya rebel against Cocolia? Is this really the Bronya he knows? How could she have such a dream?
I woke up violently. It looks like the duck next door transmigrated to play filial piety to her mother again. I have to go back to sleep.
Ron lay back on the bed, but then sat up abruptly in an instant, widening his eyes to look at the light screen in front of him, his pupils trembling wildly.
...Sleeping more won't change this fact!
Bronya actually really rebelled against Cocolia? What exactly happened in this simulation to make Bronya undergo such a huge change?
Ron thought about it but couldn't make sense of it. He felt more and more that this simulation was too strange—it would be one thing if Cocolia wasn't bewitched by the Stellaron, but Ron could barely justify that Cocolia was currently trying her best to resist the Stellaron's influence, choosing the same path as all previous Supreme Guardians, and did not immediately choose the Stellaron's [Destruction]...
But what was going on with Bronya? Bronya was not that easily changed. The experiences in the previous few simulations let Ron know that Bronya's nature was still a young beast that hadn't broken free from her mother's embrace. Although her ability couldn't be considered too bad, and she was stronger than the average person due to Cocolia's tutelage, she had not yet grown to the point where she could wrestle with her mother.
Previously, when he tried so hard to make Bronya betray Cocolia, it took more than a year in the simulation each time. This simulation had only just started for a month; how could Bronya organize such a complete army to rebel against Cocolia... She didn't have this kind of execution ability before?!
Wrong... That's not right...
This is definitely not right. There must be something I haven't noticed that can explain this problem. This is truly too strange...
Ron frowned, feeling more and more that things were off. This simulation felt like it wasn't a freshly started simulation, but rather like the simulation that started with everyone inheriting their memories from before, which is why they had such changes, because there was progress in the previous simulations...
But thinking like this, Ron subconsciously didn't want to believe it—leaving aside the various discrepancies between Bronya in reality and in the simulation, just say if they really were simulation players, why would no one tell him about this directly? He tried his best in every simulation; could it be that these people still couldn't see his special nature?
Ron temporarily suppressed this doubt in the bottom of his heart. No matter what the situation was, this simulation would likely see the outcome... Since he was only conducting this last simulation on Jarilo-VI, he just wanted to do his best to resolve this last simulation, that's all.
New text surfaced on the light screen:
[You successfully repaired the Stellaron Containment Device obtained from the Architects' treasury in Qlipoth Fort and effortlessly upgraded it.]
[Now, this Stellaron Containment Device is enough to thoroughly contain the Stellaron, letting the Stellaron be quietly locked in this transparent jar, no longer able to break the seal, full of malice affecting this world, bringing the flowing fire of [Destruction] to this world.]
Looking at the text on the light screen, Ron began to think about the next plan in his heart.
Regardless of what the truth was, it was difficult to affect Ron's current goal.
Ever since Ron met with March 7th and the others at the Goethe Hotel, he immediately returned to the Belobog Academy of Sciences, returned to his laboratory, and thoroughly repaired and upgraded that semi-finished Stellaron Containment Device obtained from the Architects' treasury into its current brand-new appearance.
Ron had already set the goal early on—that is, to successfully contain the Stellaron, borrow the power of the Astral Express to head to Herta Space Station, obtain Herta's help, and conduct research on the Stellaron.
The reason for choosing this was because based on the previous simulations and the current situation in Belobog, Ron derived a simple conclusion—
Wanting to save Belobog, what is needed is not just containing the Stellaron, removing the Fragmentum, and repelling the Antimatter Legion—this kind of obvious crisis relief—but more unseen things in the dark...
The Stellaron Fragmentum and the Antimatter Legion were certainly terrifying. It could be said that they were the culprits that turned Belobog into its current appearance. Letting them develop would easily destroy Belobog, but the dangers and contradictions hidden in the dark were not necessarily simpler than these.
After solving the crisis of the Stellaron and the Antimatter Legion, where would Belobog go?
This city no longer had the motivation to go on. It had completely reached its twilight years.
This matter, Ron in the last simulation had already seen clearly.
Why did those citizens behave that way? Why did they only care about their own interests and ignore the future? It wasn't because they were all ignorant fools, but because their lives were already almost impossible to continue, and they had absolutely no hope for Belobog's future, that's all.
Belobog's internal problems were extremely numerous, so many that Ron couldn't count them all... When unified enemies like the Antimatter Legion and the Stellaron Fragmentum existed, these internal contradictions would be temporarily suppressed by the unified enemy. But after this unified enemy was thoroughly defeated, these internal contradictions would immediately erupt, dragging this already tattered Belobog into the abyss.
This was the human heart worn down by over seven hundred years of miserable life. This was the hope extinguished by wind and snow while holding on in the cold wind for over seven hundred years.
If the current Belobog wanted to revive, the things needed were far more than simply removing the Stellaron and the Antimatter Legion...
The people of this city must obtain a better life than before, and the contradictions between the people must be transferred so that everyone places their energy elsewhere. After losing the common crises of the Antimatter Legion and the Stellaron Fragmentum, they must still be able to exert their strength on a common goal...
Ron knew what to do—he wanted to research the Stellaron thoroughly, using it as an infinite energy source for Belobog, providing endless energy for Belobog...
Then, relying on this infinite energy, quickly transform the entire planet, letting Belobog react. Before the conflicts erupt, thoroughly step into the interstellar age.
After that, all crises would receive thorough relief due to technological breakthroughs and the upgrading of civilization.
This was the gentlest and most likely method to thoroughly save Belobog.
This was a method that didn't require begging gods or buddhas, but could be achieved solely by the efforts of civilization.
...This is also the most serious attempt Ron wants to make for Belobog, the final simulation.
He simply reviewed his plan in his heart, took a deep breath, and clicked the light screen in front of him to let the simulation continue:
[You have already made thorough preparations to contain the Stellaron. Although Cocolia just experienced Bronya's rebellion today, generally speaking, it should be difficult to handle major government affairs, but because you didn't want to waste time, you still rushed to Qlipoth Fort.]
[You walked into the Supreme Guardian's office and found that Cocolia was arguing endlessly with the Captain of the Engineering Team about the reconstruction of Alexandra Plaza.]
[Seeing your arrival, she was slightly startled and immediately abandoned the discussion with the Engineering Team Captain, indicating that he could handle the budget as he pleased. As long as it was limited within a price range, Qlipoth Fort would bear the cost of repairing Alexandra Plaza.]
[She quickly dismissed the Engineering Team Captain, left the Supreme Guardian's desk where government affairs were piled up like a mountain, walked to your side, and asked doubtfully if you had encountered a bottleneck in new technology and came to find her to ask for certain support?]
[You told her your plan to contain the Stellaron and hoped she could negotiate with the visitors from the sky on the Astral Express with you, to contain the Stellaron affecting the entire Belobog together.]
[Cocolia agreed to your plan.]
The text on the light screen faded, and new images surfaced on it:
"Contain the Stellaron? Hmm... now is indeed a good time."
Cocolia said thoughtfully:
"I originally intended to negotiate with those visitors from outside the sky. Now with the Stellaron Containment Device you made, we have more confidence in containing the Stellaron..."
Saying so, Cocolia walked towards the outside of Qlipoth Fort vigorously and resolutely:
"Let's go, Ron. There's no time like the present. We'll go find those visitors from outside the sky today and have a good chat about the Stellaron..."
---o---
"...We are willing to provide all assistance to help everyone find the Stellaron, and provide the Stellaron Containment Device left by the Interastral Peace Corporation, to add bricks and tiles to everyone's plan to contain the Stellaron."
Cocolia looked at the three members of the Train Crew in front of her, revealing an approachable smile on her face. She seemed completely different from the previously stubborn her. Just by looking at her face, one could see she really wanted to achieve this cooperation.
"Please wait for us to discuss slightly..."
Stelle said somewhat apologetically, while Cocolia naturally made a "please" gesture, signaling the three members of the Train Crew to suit themselves.
Receiving Cocolia's permission, the three members of the Train Crew immediately huddled to the side, whispering quietly:
"Sure enough, there's a problem, right... Don't you guys find it strange? Why does it feel like this Supreme Guardian has everything prepared!"
March 7th peeked at Cocolia and found that she was smiling slightly at them. March immediately shrank her neck, hiding her face in the shadows, and moved close to the ears of Stelle and Dan Heng:
"Don't you guys feel it's strange? This Supreme Guardian obviously knows everything perfectly clear. Clearly, the Stellaron is the biggest threat causing the Fragmentum corrosion, and she even has the Stellaron Containment Device left by the IPC in her hands. Yet the result is she hasn't contained the Stellaron all along. Instead, she dragged it out until our arrival to let us go solve this Stellaron..."
March 7th spoke, always feeling a chill down her back:
"Is this Supreme Guardian lady calculating something? The matter this morning scared me to death. I always feel like this Supreme Guardian lady is that kind of ruthless ruler who drinks tea calmly while ordering people to be 'dragged' away..."
Thinking of this, the bloodline of the Great Detective March 7th was activating. Her eyes widened slightly, and she instantly thought of a perfectly logical possibility:
"You say, you say, is there a possibility that this Supreme Guardian lady, in order to grasp the great power of Belobog and want to be honored for generations, has been maintaining the status quo of Belobog and does not plan to solve the threat of the Stellaron, letting Belobog successfully revive..."
"We pitiful Trailblazers are the ignorant ones who want to destroy her eternal authority. Maybe she looks very gentle now, but she's hiding a knife in her smile, having thought of how to concoct us long ago!"
March 7th spoke, her voice trembling slightly:
"Maybe, when we arrive at the place she mentioned where the Stellaron is, ready to contain the Stellaron, suddenly three thousand axemen will rush out from the surroundings, just like what we saw today. A dark mass of people rushing up, and swish swish swish, chopping us into meat sauce!"
"You probably won't turn into March 7th Sauce..."
Stelle comforted the terrified March 7th in a low voice, but she also felt somewhat hairy in her heart. It was the first time she developed a trace of belief in March 7th's almost nonsensical reasoning.
Only Dan Heng at the side was thinking calmly, analyzing thoughtfully:
"March's statement has a point of credibility for the first time... Did you notice when this Supreme Guardian lady quelled the rebellion today, what appeared in the army under her command?"
Stelle was slightly stunned upon hearing this: "You mean those humanoid mechs...?"
Dan Heng nodded, "That's right, those are the humanoid mechs."
"Those mechs have far surpassed the technological level currently appearing on the surface of Belobog... I don't know if you noticed, those mechs look very rough in various models, but in some places, they can embody extremely advanced technology."
"For example, their intelligent AI. The missiles fired by many mechs would accurately hit the enemy army. Even if the distance was far and there were many obstacles in between, these missiles could accurately hit the target under the calculation of the intelligent AI."
"Also their Anti-gravity Modules, simple construction methods... as well as the Antimatter Field Generators equipped on the arms of some mechs."
Dan Heng said in deep thought: "Those Antimatter Field Generators all come from [Destruction] Nanook's creations. They are weapons created in the Warforge, specifically designed for combat."
"All creatures and matter affected by [Destruction] will be completely twisted. These Antimatter Field Generators can only be used by the Voidrangers of the Legion, turning them into force field blades in their hands to slash and kill enemy troops..."
"But quite a few of these mechs are equipped with these Antimatter Field Generators, and no mutations have occurred. Obviously, the designer of these mechs tampered with this."
"Whether it is removing the influence of [Destruction] Nanook, or relying on the power of other Paths to successfully resist the erosion of [Destruction]... the designer capable of doing this kind of thing is absolutely not an ordinary person. Just having such a person, I'm afraid they have the ability to take the Stellaron Containment Device and thoroughly contain that Stellaron."
"But until now, they haven't thoroughly contained the Stellaron... Since that's the case, it can only be understood that they actually don't want to contain the Stellaron."
Hearing Dan Heng's detailed analysis, a trace of worry inevitably appeared on Stelle's face:
"Since that's the case, do we still agree to this Supreme Guardian lady's request?"
She spoke, then added a sentence afterwards:
"If we are backstabbed by the Supreme Guardian lady's schemes while trying to contain the Stellaron..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the consequences afterwards were already self-evident.
But Dan Heng shook his head and did not agree with the idea of escaping right before the battle.
"Although it sounds somewhat dangerous, containing the Stellaron is something we must do... There's no need to worry too much about safety because the train has been above our heads. Mr. Welt and Miss Himeko have been watching us. If we encounter danger, they will take action."
Dan Heng spoke, his tone calm, but the hidden confidence within could be heard:
"Although the situation on Jarilo-VI seems somewhat abnormal, this is far, far from exceeding the handling range of the Train... Such danger is not even comparable to the invasion of those Antimatter Legions on the Space Station. Just accept this commission with peace of mind."
"Is that so..."
Stelle hesitated slightly. March 7th at the side had already walked out of the strange loop of scaring herself. She completely entered Dan Heng's analysis, no longer startling like before.
"Did you agree? Thank you so much for your willingness to contribute to Belobog. Everyone has lit the lamp of hope for the dark night of Belobog that has lasted over seven hundred years. Belobog will spare no effort to support your containment action against the Stellaron."
Cocolia called an Iron Guard over and whispered a few words in his ear. The Iron Guard saluted Cocolia and then quickly walked out of the most luxurious room in the Goethe Hotel, clattering downstairs.
"I have already arranged a team of Iron Guards for you. They have already gone to clear the troops in the restricted zone and deployed ten Titans to escort you on the road to the Stellaron."
Cocolia smiled at the three members of the Train Crew, then said somewhat apologetically:
"However, Qlipoth Fort handles busy affairs. I really apologize that I cannot accompany you all—but, someone can accompany you instead of me, and go with you to contain the Stellaron."
She stood up, gently opened the door. Outside the door, someone had long been waiting. He walked into the room calmly and smiled at the three members of the Train Crew:
"We meet again, everyone... I am Ron, the Dean of the Belobog Academy of Sciences. I can provide you with all necessary and unnecessary help."
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The images on the light screen faded, and new subtitles surfaced on it:
[Cocolia successfully persuaded the three members of the Train Crew. They decided to help Belobog and follow your plan to contain the Stellaron.]
[As the representative of Belobog, you joined the team of the three Train Crew members. Under the waving flags of the Silvermane Guards, you left Belobog and stepped onto the road to Everwinter Hill.]
Looking at the text on the light screen, Ron couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—to tell the truth, he was actually slightly afraid that Cocolia and the Train Crew would fall out.
After all, the three members of the Train Crew had just arrived not long ago and saw the filial piety between Cocolia and Bronya. The Silvermane Guards under them fought in what could be called a bloody storm. Theoretically, any individual would generate a certain misunderstanding about the protagonist of this event...
But now it seemed the three members of the Train Crew didn't care about this matter at all—thinking about it, it was reasonable. After all, the internal conflicts between the native regimes on Jarilo-VI had not half a cent to do with these interstellar travelers. Thinking carefully about the Astral Express, the reason it stopped on Jarilo-VI was only because a Stellaron appeared here, blocking the train's rail.
If there were no Stellaron blocking the rail, actually the Astral Express wouldn't have half an interest in a desolate planet like Jarilo-VI where almost no life exists in the sea of stars. Instead, it would proceed according to the fixed route, reconnecting the star rails once abandoned, stamping the mark of the Astral Express on one planet after another that had once been [Trailblazed] by Akivili.
For the Trailblazers on the Astral Express, the meaning of Trailblazing this planet mostly lay in retrieving the Stellaron. Only a small part was to experience the local customs and practices of this planet and understand the story of this planet... If not interested, it didn't matter if they didn't understand these stories.
"Since it's like this, the plan is basically half successful. As long as the Stellaron is successfully contained, then afterwards find a way to persuade the Train Crew to simulate sending myself to Herta Space Station for a round trip and it will be fine..."
Ron thought thoughtfully, clicking the light screen in front of him to let the simulation continue.
The text on the light screen faded, and new images surfaced on it—
---o---
Under the bright sun, the group passed through the Iron Guard Restricted Zone. Under the protection of the Iron Guards and Titan Mechs, they quickly passed through the Corridor of Fading Echoes, walked past the ruins that once belonged to Belobog but were swallowed by the cold wave and Fragmentum over time, and moved forward along the winding mountain path out of the Winter City. As the road surface under their feet gradually raised in elevation, they stepped onto a mountain path...
"...So... so cold! The power of Glory and Preservation can no longer resist the low temperature..."
March 7th shrank her arms shivering, burying her head in her chest with both hands crossed, trying to preserve a bit of warmth for herself.
Stelle and Dan Heng at the side were like nothing was wrong, sandwiching March 7th in the middle. Dan Heng even had the leisure to explain in a flat voice:
"Cold is correct—this means we are approaching the Stellaron... approaching the center of the cold wave."
Ron walked beside them and said indifferently: "I have done calculations on the Stellaron for a very long time. The deviation regarding its location is at most only 0.1 meters. You have to believe in my research and understanding of the Stellaron."
After these words, everyone fell silent. Obviously, the three members of the Train Crew still didn't quite believe Ron because of the previous speculation and held considerable vigilance towards him...
The group walked quietly on the mountain path buffeted by wind and snow. They moved forward along the roads of the old world. The glory of civilization was now completely buried by wind and snow. There were even groups of Antimatter Legion soldiers wandering—it was just that everything was frozen the moment the cold wave arrived, as if time had stopped, stagnated at that moment over seven hundred years ago.
This silence continued until March 7th saw those prisons sealed by ice. Driven by curiosity, she walked up and casually brushed away the accumulated snow covering these ice sculptures. Immediately, she was startled by the appearance of these prisons, jumping back to her previous position directly. A trace of fear inevitably appeared on her face:
"What is this thing... Ugh, truly scary!"
Dan Heng at the side also saw the prisons shrouded by ice. He frowned slightly in disgust:
"It looks like insects trapped by amber..."
"This metaphor is quite appropriate... Just like insects in amber definitely want to struggle not to be trapped by tree resin, these prisons also definitely don't want to be swallowed by the cold wave summoned by the Stellaron while invading this planet, right?"
March 7th spoke, looking at the ice-sealed prison again subconsciously—
She saw that within the eyes of this prison, there was a faint fire of disaster jumping. Under the ice cage, strange light refracted...
It seemed to turn its eyeballs slightly towards March 7th. March 7th felt a chill rise from her back and couldn't help but shiver violently, feeling boundless malice:
"It, it seems to be looking at me—these guys are still alive?"
"Then go give it a release to try?"
Stelle at the side saw March 7th seemed somewhat afraid and deliberately teased her, wanting to puncture this slightly scary atmosphere. But before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ron at the side.
"Alive," Ron said decisively, "These Antimatter Legion soldiers have no concept of 'death'... As war weapons reforged in the Warforge, as long as the Will of [Destruction] has not been extinguished, as long as the fire of disaster is still burning within their bodies serving as weapons, they are far from being 'dead'."
Ron spoke, calmly extending his finger and tapping the ice sculpture at the side:
"I have done research on these ice-sealed Antimatter Legion soldiers. There is no need to say much about the redundant experimental data, but a simple conclusion can be made—"
He spoke, pointing to the mountain peak emitting light not far away, the Stellaron already close at hand:
"After taking this Stellaron away, in less than five years, the bodies of these prisons will thoroughly start operating. The seals on their bodies will melt. They will reappear in this world carrying the burning fire of disaster, bringing [Destruction] to Jarilo-VI."
He spoke, smiling at the three members of the Train Crew: "I think... this should be enough to give you a little peace of mind, explaining why we didn't choose to contain the Stellaron before, right?"
"So it was like this... not containing the Stellaron is chronic death, but after containing the Stellaron we have to face the Antimatter Legion... Wah, so scary..."
March 7th tasted Ron's words and couldn't help but feel somewhat afraid:
"Isn't that a bad ending no matter how you choose? Are we really going to contain this Stellaron now? It feels like something big will happen after containing it..."
"That's right, indeed it is a bad ending no matter how you choose... However, that was before you came."
Ron looked at March 7th and curled the corners of his mouth, finally revealing the true intention he had been leading up to all along:
"I want to ask you to take me on a trip to Herta Space Station, let me meet that genius of the sea of stars, Hertha, Herta of the Genius Society... As a Destiny Walker of [Erudition] who respects knowledge, imagine how much I can learn from her..."
"I hope to obtain intelligence data regarding the Stellaron and some research equipment from Herta. I will use this to research the Stellaron, to use it to solve the Antimatter Legion on Jarilo-VI..."
"The arrival of the Astral Express has opened up the star rail for Jarilo-VI... I wonder if after containing the Stellaron, I can have the honor of becoming the first passenger of the current Jarilo-VI?"
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The images on the light screen faded, and new text surfaced on it:
[You hinted to the three members of the Train Crew many times that after containing the Stellaron, this planet would again fall into the flames of war, burned to ashes by the claws and teeth of [Destruction] Nanook.]
[Because of the kindness of the three Train Crew members, in order to save Belobog from the hands of the Antimatter Legion, they agreed to your request and decided to take you—a trip to Herta Space Station—after containing the Stellaron, incidentally helping you persuade Herta to give you a certain amount of help.]
[After this, you effortlessly succeeded in containing the Stellaron, storing it into the Stellaron Containment Device you innovated and upgraded.]
[You brought the three Train Crew members back to Belobog and explained the situation to the Supreme Guardian Cocolia, stating that you would temporarily leave Belobog and take the Astral Express to Herta Space Station to seek help to save Belobog, seeking help from others there.]
[Cocolia did not keep you. Instead, she dug out an ancient personal terminal from the Architects' treasury for you and entered all the credit points that Belobog could currently mobilize into it—]
[This kind of general currency from the Interastral Peace Corporation is still circulating in the current Belobog. Although it is only imitating the prosperous era of Belobog from the past, most people only use Shield currency, but some high-level nobles possessing personal terminals still use credit points for transactions.]
[She handed this personal terminal to you and expected you to be able to bring back more useful technology from Herta Space Station.]
[She is looking forward to the day of dawn.]
Looking at the text on the light screen, Ron felt for the first time that doing what he wanted could be so smooth—
In every previous simulation, no matter what Ron's goal was, there would always be a pile of troubles finding him, making him have to exert painstaking efforts to handle those troubles before he could do what he wanted.
But in this simulation, it was completely different... Cocolia really handled all kinds of things single-handedly, helping him solve countless minor troubles like the current ones, even anticipating that he needed money and preparing credit support for him...
"A Cocolia not bewitched by the Stellaron... truly reliable."
Ron was silent for a long time before uttering this sentence. His words were full of emotion, having a clear understanding of Cocolia's so-called "Belobog's Wise Brain".
If Cocolia could handle various government affairs so steadily, and could still provide him with a certain amount of help when he needed it, Ron felt that calling Cocolia a wise ruler was not watery at all, but truly very capable...
Since Cocolia supported him so much, he couldn't let Cocolia down either...
Ron took a deep breath and clicked on the light screen in front of him with confidence, letting the simulation continue.
Although he said he wanted to seek help from Herta, obtaining the technology and laboratory equipment he wanted from Herta Space Station, thinking about it was one thing, but reality wasn't—that simple—
Herta was not some lazy and selfless philanthropist. In fact, this fellow was actually very bad. Apart from matters she was interested in, she was too lazy to even cast a glance at anything else, completely unwilling to waste time on things unrelated to her interests.
Ron wanted to seek help from her here; frankly speaking, it was difficult upon difficult, almost impossible...
But Ron was clear on exactly how to arouse Herta's interest... As an Emissary of [Erudition] Nous, a member of the Genius Society, Herta's interest would definitely land on the "Unknown."
The desire for knowledge is a desire that Destiny Walkers of [Erudition] will inevitably possess. As long as Ron can arouse Herta's thirst for knowledge, he will inevitably be able to make a deal with her and get what he wants.
...Fortunately, Ron still had a way to arouse Herta's thirst for knowledge.
Carefully planning in his heart how to act after seeing Herta, Ron watched the text on the light screen in front of him fade, and new text surfaced on it:
[You followed the three members of the Train Crew using the Ether Anchor Point. In the passage based on the Imaginary Medium that does not exist in the world, you crossed the sea of space in an instant and arrived on the Astral Express parked on the orbit of Jarilo-VI, waiting for the end of the Train Crew's Trailblazing journey.]
[The feeling of using the Ether Anchor Point is somewhat strange. You seem to feel your own body being decomposed and reassembled under the influence of the Ether Medium. But this is only 'seems'. You clearly realize that you are just being wrapped by the Ether Medium traversing through a wondrous plane. Only in this way can you cross the distance of space, forcibly coming onto the Astral Express.]
[You vaguely recall that this seems to be technology from the IPC. These Ether Anchor Points are the [Meaning] used by the Aeons. They can carry memories to shuttle through the universe, appearing unpredictably in any place possessing memories, purely because they are completely pinned on [Meaning], transforming into a "Meme"-like wondrous life form...]
[The thirst for knowledge welling up from the bottom of your heart drives you to want to research the Ether Anchor Point, to figure out what exactly the IPC's technology is doing...]
[But your rationality effortlessly suppressed this desire from your heart. You clearly know that now is not the time to satisfy your thirst for knowledge... you still have other things to do.]
The text on the light screen faded, and new subtitles surfaced on it:
[You just boarded the train. The Conductor Pom-Pom walked to your side with a stumble, extremely seriously shouting the precautions of the train to you, telling you that you must not violate these precautions. Otherwise, when making breakfast, he will definitely add double the salt to your fried egg, then watch you eat the entire fried egg, letting you properly reflect on your mistakes amidst the saltiness.]
[You smiled uncontrollably at this feeling, agreed to Pom-Pom's request, walked to the side, and began conversing with Welt and Himeko who had long been waiting in the carriage with interest.]
[You learned from their mouths about the current situation of the Astral Express, and learned about the reconstruction situation of Herta Space Station after being invaded by the Antimatter Legion.]
[Everyone on the train expressed willingness to accompany you to Herta Space Station and help you persuade Herta to let you successfully achieve your goal and obtain the help you need from Herta.]
[However, having said that, everyone told you very seriously that Herta is an extremely cold person—they can open the passage for you and are willing to send you to Herta Space Station, willing to help you advise Herta, but it is not guaranteed that Herta will help you.]
[The Astral Express set sail in the sea of stars. The entire train turned into nothingness at that moment, rushing into the illusory Imaginary Space, jumping one coordinate after another within it. Rushing out from a familiar coordinate, reassembled into a train by golden light dots, it parked on the platform of Herta Space Station.]
[You successfully arrived above the blue planet's route and came to the famous "Herta Space Station" of the entire galaxy.]
[Under the guidance of the Train Crew, you were completely unhindered and very smoothly arrived at the Master Control Cabin of Herta Space Station, entering the most mysterious office in the entire universe (not)...]
The text on the light screen faded, and new images surfaced on it:
In Herta's office at Herta Space Station, Stelle brought Ron to stand in front of Herta. She wasted her breath for the sake of this cold puppet...
Until Herta waved her hand somewhat impatiently, interrupting Stelle's words:
"You're saying, this guy wants to get research records regarding the Stellaron from me here, and conveniently take away the Stellaron Containment Device and experimental tools I once researched from here?"
Looking at Stelle who just finished explaining the situation, Herta said:
"Sure, perfectly fine. I'm very willing to help him solve this trouble... Are you hearing this?"
Stelle nodded.
"But I prefer not to say that..." Herta spread her hands. The mechanical puppet's face revealed an extremely human-like cold expression: "Why should I help him? What meaning does this have for me?"
"My time is so precious, how can I waste it casually? Don't find me for this kind of thing in the future. If you have this time, you might as well go simulate the universe to test."
Herta spoke, playing with the flower on her head indifferently, casually wrapping her hair around her finger, staring indifferently at her personal terminal, completely not looking at Ron again...
Watching Herta not caring about Ron's performance at all, Stelle looked at Ron helplessly and shrugged, indicating that even if she was the person Herta "favored," she really had done her best.
The images on the light screen paused, and new options surfaced on it:
[Facing Herta's request, Herta was extremely cold. Not having the slightest intention of being a good person to help you solve these troubles.]
[Facing her indifference, in order to let yourself get everything you need, you fell into deep thought for a moment, thinking about how exactly you should persuade this difficult bad woman—]
[1. Sincerity.]
[You decided to use sincere and plain words to obtain sympathy from Herta, hoping Herta could look at your pitiful part and bestow upon you some materials and tools she doesn't use.]
[2. Deception.]
[You decided to use deception to cheat the materials and tools from Herta's hands, completing your own goal.]
[3. Benefit.]
[You decided to attract Herta with benefits, letting Herta willingly complete this deal with you, obtaining everything you want from Herta's hands.]
Looking at the three extremely simple options on the light screen, Ron did not hesitate. He chose the third option without hesitation.
Herta would not change her attitude towards a person because of sincerity or insincerity... And this Emissary of [Erudition] obviously would not be an existence that could be deceived by ordinary people.
Only an exchange of benefits could make Herta convinced to pay the price Ron wanted.
Thinking like this in his heart, Ron watched the options on the light screen fade, and the originally paused images continued to play:
"Don't be too anxious to make a conclusion, Herta... I am not some useless parasite. I came here looking like a beggar to beg from you."
Ron looked at Herta, who looked almost exactly like a real person in front of him. Her expression looked super cold. His tone was friendly as he said:
"I heard you are building a Simulated Universe, trying to research the nature of Aeons, keeping on urging Stelle to go test the Simulated Universe..."
"I have a special way to contact an Aeon, letting me enter a Simulated Universe, or perhaps help you slightly contact an Aeon in the Simulated Universe..."
Ron watched Herta hearing his words. She had already moved her gaze away from the personal terminal screen, looking straight at himself. He slightly curled up the corners of his mouth:
" The price you need to pay is only your research data on the Stellaron and those experimental equipment you no longer use. Then you can successfully contact an Aeon once in the Simulated Universe—"
"How about it, this deal?"
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