Chapter 1038
Sob… the benevolent and gentle Black Tower lady! This mirror truly found the right master…
Stop that, don't speak in such a disgusting tone! Black Tower sighed deeply, "Ah… it looks like this will have to be abandoned halfway again. Jitou—I'll come back, you wait for me…"
Black Tower lady slowly opened her eyes; what came into view was Waerte and a completely unfamiliar youth.
"... Black Tower lady? Have you awakened?"
"Ah… you two…" Black Tower's face turned white from anger, her shoulders trembling slightly, "My plan—completely ruined by you two!"
Waerte and Xingqiri exchanged a glance, both wearing an innocent and bewildered expression.
"... Your plan?"
Sorry, Black Tower lady… we didn't know you had other arrangements. When we arrived at the space station, we only found it pitch black; I and Xingqiri both thought something urgent had happened. We went downwards looking for the source of the accident, never expecting to encounter you… your true self here.
By now, Black Tower no longer wanted to dwell on anything; she sighed lightly, "You… how did you get in?"
Xingqiri looked behind him: "That door wasn't locked."
Black Tower: "Ha……?"
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Spirit Cage.
I never expected even a genius to be careless about something like this… my mind is at ease. Shan Da laughed so hard his belly trembled, "Next time my wife nags me about forgetting to close the door when I go out, I'll say: 'I merely made a mistake that even a genius in the universe could make,' hehe…"
Xia Dou gave him an annoyed look: "I suggest you don't say these things to your sister-in-law, or she might break your leg."
Xu Tong sighed regretfully: "I never expected that an audience consuming so much money and resources would be interrupted by such a trivial matter as a locked door. I still wanted to know what it would feel like to receive the gaze of the Learned Sovereign—would it be like the way the gods of Destruction, Preservation, Harmony, and Memory glance at the stars?"
"Those star gods should all be organic lifeforms, right?"
Shan Da furrowed his brow slightly, recalling the experience of the star being glanced at in turn by the various star gods: "... but the Wisdom Star God is different, and Black Tower lady has already said that the Learned Sovereign's gaze is accompanied by immense energy… who can guarantee this energy won't affect us? Perhaps that gaze, when cast down, will burn not only Waerte and Xingqiri to charcoal, but us as well."
Speaking from the heart, Shan Da was also curious what the Learned Sovereign's glance actually looks like, but he still knew the saying that curiosity kills the cat. The star gods in the firmament are each stranger than the last; if this curiosity comes with unpredictable risk, he'd rather remain an ignorant creature.
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Black Tower reluctantly accepted this absurd answer: "Well, well… I'm a reasonable person after all, so this can't be blamed on you. I have an impression of Yang Xiansheng of the Astral Express; the one beside you is…"
Waerte and Xingqiri exchanged another glance; Waerte lowered his voice: "... It seems Black Tower lady isn't very sensitive to galactic news."
Xingqiri stepped forward and introduced himself: "Please forgive me; in my haste I actually forgot the most basic courtesy—I am Xingqiri, merely an ordinary passenger."
"A nameless traveler… yet a Pathfinder of Harmony? Hah, who would believe that." Black Tower crossed her arms, looking down, and asked: "So I suppose your visit isn't for sightseeing, is it?"
Although the current situation differs greatly from what we imagined… but regardless, as long as the space station is safe, that's good. Black Tower lady, we have come for Wengfalusi.
Oh, not at all surprising.
Did you think of something?
No, I've already told Jizi—this matter is strange. Jitou has once cast its gaze upon so many worlds… they're all etched in my mind; how could any slip through the net?" Black Tower's gaze withdrew from the universe outside the window and returned to Waerte, "Or perhaps you've been misled by the people of Yiting. In any case, I first searched the simulated universe for these four characters, though I've already filtered out the obviously unrelated results…"
But there remains an astronomical list—such as 'the Wengfalusi God King Team will next season replace its emblem with King Bawelu'—hope this can be of help to you.
"... No problem, please let us have a look."
Black Tower asked with interest: "Besides, I'm still curious—the Astral Express already departed, didn't it? Is that world really so miraculous as to warrant you making a special round trip?"
Waerte showed a difficult expression: "Because… we've found ourselves in a dilemma. Especially after witnessing it firsthand, if Wengfalusi is truly closely related to the star gods, the Paths, and even 【Wisdom】, we need the ingenuity of a genius."
Black Tower's interest clearly grew: "Your so‑called dilemma—why don't you elaborate, Yang Xiansheng?"
Waerte sighed deeply: "Two companions of great importance to us have had no word since entering Wengfalusi. Moreover… another companion has developed terrifying symptoms we cannot explain."
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Harry Potter.
"Indeed…" Harry pondered, narrowing his eyes as he leaned back into the sofa, two faint lines creasing his brow: "The train crew not only lost contact with Star and Danheng, but it's likely that at the moment they entered Yingxing, the connection between the carriages and the train itself was severed."
"Finding Black Tower lady now is probably also to help clear away the outermost layer of chaotic substance, right?" Ron said easily, tossing a flavored bean into his mouth without hurry, "Actually the biggest hassle is just this outer layer like an eggshell. Once it's removed, we can smoothly link up with Star and Bai'e and others, completing the Fire Pursuit Journey. But needing a genius to handle this layer? It doesn't look easy at all."
"No, Ron… it won't be that simple."
Hermione lowered her voice, as if facing a formidable foe: "You should know that when the train crew faced the God‑Lord's Day, they never actively sought help from the Genius Club, even though they could have. If the chaotic substance floating on the surface of Yingxing requires a genius to clear it, think carefully—what level must the person who set up this mass be?"
Ron's earlier ease froze on his face.
He dryly uttered two words: "……Envoy?"
Hermione nodded.
"Wengfalusi certainly has an Envoy." Hermione's gaze swept over Ron and Harry. Her expression was very calm, but that calm was forced—like a string pulled taut, appearing still on the surface while she was inwardly anxious to the extreme.
My worst guess is that this Envoy, behind the scenes, manipulates the star cores, spreads Heichi, and influences the whole situation of Wengfalusi. On the surface those twelve Titans are formidable foes, but in reality those Titans are probably just appetizers before him.
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