You left your home, only to discover that in the vast universe you could not find those people.
Although you were anxious, you felt it was not impossible.
You decided to head to Pier Point first…
You needed Opal's help.
Information…
Information about the enemy you were about to face.
At present, you knew nothing.
As for how to find that group of fanatical followers of Nous, you could only hope that Opal might provide you with some clues.
The immense wealth you possessed would be your bargaining chip.
If the Interastral Peace Corporation would not buy it, then other methods could be considered.
Because aside from wealth, you were still just an ordinary person.
With a somewhat anxious heart, you once again boarded a starship bound for the company's headquarters.
But the scene before you left you stunned.
Before your eyes appeared a child with a pacifier.
"Sit down, Su Xiaobai…"
Opal's childish voice gestured for you to take a seat.
You were startled for a moment, then remembered that this member of the Ten Stonehearts seemed to possess precognitive abilities.
That made it feel less strange.
You sat at the table, looking at the child seated across from you.
You were momentarily at a loss for words to describe your current mood.
"What you want is not difficult. I can give you coordinates and even send you there."
Opal's tone was very calm, as if truly discussing an ordinary business matter.
"And the price?"
You felt that for such a generous deal, the other party must have an agenda.
But…
As long as you could save your sister, you would not care. Even if it meant all the wealth you had accumulated over the years, you would not hesitate.
"Wealth is far too cheap for you and for me…"
Opal's small body spoke these words, yet the commanding aura they carried was no less than that of an adult.
"What I want is that star that bears your name…"
You froze.
Although that star bore your name…
It did not belong to you. How could Opal make such a deal with you?
You frowned, deeply perplexed.
"Let me explain."
"That star originally had no name, but the Black Tower named it after you, turning it into something connected to you…"
That alone was nothing. In this vast sea of stars, a star disintegrating was not rare. The Interastral Peace Corporation could have forcibly offered it in its entirety to the Amber Lord.
"However, because of your existence, if we chose such methods, it would bring misfortune to the Amber Lord."
"Yes, you heard correctly. You possess a high-level attribute comparable to that of an Aeon, which seems to bring you luck."
"If we were to harm you by force, it is possible that even I would not be able to bear the consequences…"
You were secretly delighted. What Opal described was your innate trait, [Luck]. With its protection, if anyone harbored malicious intent toward you and acted on it, they would suffer backlash…
"And we understand very well the bond between you and your sister. Unless you had no other choice, you would never betray the star that your sister personally named."
Opal's voice was very calm. Though childish, it carried the wisdom of an old man.
"So that's why you see me here…"
You understood the cause and effect, reflecting silently.
That star…
The Black Tower had given it that name when she was seven years old, after inventing the gravitational lens.
But now, she was in critical condition.
If you did not eliminate those who maintained the "Omniscient Dominion," she might never wake up…
And this crucial clue could only be obtained through Opal.
Your inner struggle did not last long. In the end, you made a decision. The star itself was not as important as the Black Tower.
You accepted the deal…
"Alright."
You nodded, hoping Opal could give you clear and precise leads.
"Then it's a deal. I'll give you the lead on that genius, but I cannot help you further…"
"A friendly reminder: although you possess a high-level attribute of unknown origin, the newly appointed Fourth Member of the Genius Society is an extremely terrifying existence…"
The information Opal revealed left you stiff. You had thought that Genius Society No. 4 was not a long-lived species…
You did not expect to face her in person.
In an instant, that name almost leapt into your mind.
You shuddered and forcibly stopped the thought.
It cannot be thought of. It cannot be spoken…
Young man, you are still young, with a vast future ahead. As long as you wish, you could live a very happy life in this sea of stars.
"Why risk everything for someone with whom you share no blood relation?"
You fell silent.
You were also struggling. In truth, what Opal said was reasonable.
You had no blood relation to the Black Tower. Why risk so much for her?
You could have lived very well in this galaxy, with nothing threatening you.
But your hesitation lasted only a moment. You recalled every tiny detail of your past together.
"Brother Dummy, I want to hear you sing…"
"You can't even do this, I don't know how you learned. Let me teach Brother Dummy…"
"Brother Dummy, you must always stay with your little sister, just like that White Star stays with the Star of Herta, okay…?"
The thought that the girl who had accompanied you for so long was about to perish, that she could have become the most dazzling star yet would instead return to dust, filled your heart with sharp pain.
No matter how long you lived, this would be your greatest regret.
With that thought, you made your decision. Even if saving her meant facing the mysterious Silent Lord, you would go without hesitation.
Because she was your sister…
"It seems you've already made your decision."
Opal's voice remained calm.
"Then I can have my people send you to that star system. However, before that, I think you need to personally experience the true value of Genius Society No. 4…"
As a merchant, Opal was very competent. Not only did he agree to provide you with the Silent Lord's coordinates, he also gave you a video.
The video showed a woman with the physique of an adult. The footage had been processed in some way, and only her silhouette could be seen clearly…
However, in her hand, the scalpel she carried was unmistakably visible.
On a shattered planet, the woman stood in silence, while fresh blood seemed to drip from the scalpel she held.
A mutilated corpse lay nearby.
"The owner of that corpse was an Emanator…"
A chill ran down your spine. You saw the woman elegantly wiping the scalpel, like an expert doctor performing a simple surgery.
Then she slowly vanished from the screen…
You were frozen to the bone. An existence capable of tearing apart an Emanator with her bare hands.
What could you use to fight? What right did you have to fight?
"So, if you want to succeed, go back and properly say goodbye to your sister…"