Chapter 105

After concluding it had nothing to do with them, everyone sighed in relief.

When it doesn’t concern Itachi, stay far away.

Let the Interstellar Peace Corporation deal with this mess.

They’re all too busy with state affairs to waste time discussing nonsense or chasing after the genius who caused this incident.

However, General Jingyuan of the Divine Strategy finally showed hesitation—but in the end, he said nothing.

The closed-door meeting of the Seven Heavenly Generals of the Emperor’s Bow ended quickly.

“General, what was the outcome of the closed-door meeting?”

Fu Xuan, the Grand Diviner of Luo Fu, hurried forward anxiously as General Jingyuan reappeared.

At this moment, the Luo Fu Immortal Vessel faced internal strife and external threats.

Across the cosmos, someone had triggered a major incident—everything piled up, leaving Grand Diviner Fu Xuan overwhelmed.

Even Fu Xuan, who had always aspired to become General, now hesitated.

She felt that if she assumed the position now, the Demon Yin Body would soon cling to her.

“Fu Qing, the outcome is clear.”

Jingyuan replied with a subtle expression: “Regarding the matter of Grammer, our Immortal Vessel Alliance need not worry—Interstellar Peace Corporation will handle it.”

“We shall simply watch.”

Hearing this cryptic remark, Fu Xuan was momentarily bewildered.

What did that mean?

This is a major incident!

Isn’t it inappropriate for our Immortal Vessel Alliance to ignore it completely?

“Mysterious as ever—but since Itachi’re not in a hurry, I have nothing more to say.”

“By the way, the Star Rail has submitted a boarding application to Luo Fu—who should we send to greet them?”

Putting Grammer aside for now, Fu Xuan hesitantly mentioned the newly received news.

Unlike the game’s storyline.

This time, Jizi has formally applied to land on Luo Fu Immortal Vessel.

This is an official visit.

As the flagship of the Expansion Faction, the Star Rail still commands considerable prestige.

In such formal reservation cases, unless it’s the Destruction Faction, nearly all Path Factions will grant them due respect.

“The Star Rail?”

Jingyuan, upon hearing this, fell into thought.

He had been closely monitoring Dan Heng’s movements—he knew Dan Heng had joined the Star Rail.

He never expected that, at this critical moment, Dan Heng would return just in time.

Now, the Luo Fu Immortal Vessel was like a powder keg.

The Medic King’s Secret Transmission’s actions were growing bolder, and the Dragon Masters were stirring restlessly…

The Fertile Abominations also seemed unwilling to remain idle—lately, wolf pups had been attempting to infiltrate Luo Fu.

Though no official reports had arrived, as the Hunter’s Warden, he had sensed the Destruction aura on Luo Fu growing denser by the day.

He had even received word that someone had secretly smuggled a Star Core onto the Immortal Vessel.

Under these conditions, even the smallest spark could trigger an explosion.

And now, just at this moment, the Star Rail submits a landing application?

Coincidence?

No!

To be this coincidental—it’s no coincidence at all!

Jingyuan’s eyes darkened with uncertainty; a crushing pressure, like an approaching storm, surged over his heart, leaving him momentarily breathless.

Should he request support from Feixiao?

He had a certain personal rapport with Feixiao—he believed that if he asked, she would not refuse.

Yet, Luo Fu’s complex situation flashed rapidly through his mind…

In the end, Jingyuan reached a conclusion—no.

If he dealt with the hidden Medic King’s Secret Transmission and the Dragon Masters on his own, things could still be managed—but if he brought in the Celestial Strike General Yueqing, the nature of the matter would change entirely.

Some things must not be brought into the open.

Once exposed, the conflict between the Chi Ming and the Celestials could ignite completely.

At that point, even the entire Immortal Vessel Alliance might descend into civil unrest—or risk total fragmentation…

Watching Jingyuan frown and close his eyes in deep thought, Fu Xuan asked curiously: “General? General Jingyuan?”

“The Star Rail is about to land—who should we send to greet them?”

“Huh? The Star Rail?”

Jingyuan snapped out of his mental storm, steadied himself, and said: “Have the Director of the Celestial Fleet, Yukong, personally receive them.”

“Also, once Itachi’ve brought them aboard, ask them to come see me—I wish to speak with them face to face.”

“Yes, General!”

Perhaps the Star Rail could be a variable?

…

“Life is but dust, yet the form should be as eternal as the ancient stars.”

In the icy, mercury-like laboratory, Ruan Mei gently adjusted the gene chain before her, perfecting the floating DNA double helix model hovering above her fingertips.

“The Star-Devouring King Worm—I’ve wasted too much time on this experiment…”

Ruan Mei’s gentle, elegant expression flickered slightly, then she seemed to whisper to the air: “Don’t Itachi think so?”

“Lord of Silence!”

Yet in response to Ruan Mei, a silver surgical blade materialized out of nowhere from the illusory data stream.

No sound, no energy fluctuation—as if this sudden strike was an inevitable fate.

And Ruan Mei was destined to die by this blade!

Ruan Mei showed no tension at the sudden appearance of the legendary surgical blade designed to target geniuses—her expression remained calm.

She watched calmly as the blade pierced her body, offering no resistance—nor could she resist.

She was currently within the domain created by Polka Kaka Mu.

Here, she could control all probabilities.

The moment she truly drew her blade, it meant the Lord of Silence had eliminated every possibility of failure and locked in her destined death.

However.

The death of this Ruan Mei does not mean another Ruan Mei has also died.

Within one second after death, Ruan Mei’s corpse turned to ash.

Then, at the same instant, Ruan Mei’s figure reappeared.

“The boundary of knowledge must not be crossed.”

The Lord of Silence’s form solidified in the void, his candy-colored gown and delicate surgical blade forming a jarring, eerie contrast.

He regarded the reappearing Ruan Mei with faint detachment and said: “Itachi are like this. Hermes is like this.”

“I have no interest in debating pointless philosophies with Itachi—but Itachi cannot kill me, nor can Itachi kill Hermes.”

Facing this infamous genius assassin, Ruan Mei remained composed and calm.

As the pinnacle of the cosmic life science system, her resilience was beyond anyone else’s imagination.

Regrowing severed limbs? Rebirth from a single drop of blood?

To her, these were merely ordinary techniques.

Her strongest survival technique, since its successful development, had never been leaked.

As long as no one could crack this technique, it was impossible to truly kill her!

Yet how could anyone else even know her technique, let alone crack it and kill her?