Chapter 894

Feixiao vaulted, just as he rose into mid‑air he quickly sensed a trace of discord—a masked bandit was using a star chariot to escort a ship brimming with treasure chests, preparing to flee the port.

Locking onto the target, the paper kite rising into the sky became her stepping stone for a second push in midair; Feixiao stepped on the paper kite and moved forward, quickly reaching the district where the bandits were. With a leap she plunged into the chaotic crowd.

Time, as if a pause button had been pressed.

Her figure turned into a blur, swiftly sweeping past the crowd; with extreme speed she steadied the child about to fall, stabilized the vase about to shatter, gathered the girl's scattered apples… All this was completed in the instant the bandit prepared to rush out of the alley, before he could react, Feixiao had already appeared before him and launched a flying kick at his face—

"Bang——!"

The bandit didn't even have time to let out a scream before he traced a long arc across the Star Raft Sea.

……

10:01AM.

The pointer jumped from 0 to 1.

Feixiao sat inside the Astral Express Bureau, enjoying the breakfast Jing Yuan had brought.

"General Feixiao, are you used to Luofu's breakfast?" Jing Yuan asked with a smile.

"Hmm… the flavor is a bit bland, but it's not bad."

General Huaiyan walked over slowly, as if seeing something astonishing, and exclaimed in surprise: "I never thought the Sky-Smiting General would also have a day of being late."

"Since I was invited, I can't come empty-handed."

As soon as his words fell, a figure dropped from high altitude and landed steadily before the three generals.

General Huaiyan curiously poked his head forward: "Huh? This is…"

Feixiao tossed a xiaolongbao into his mouth: "A small token, not meant as a sign of respect."

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Black Robe Riot Squad.

The locomotive took off his sunglasses, his mouth gaping wide as he stared at Feixiao like he was looking at a monster.

What speed is this?

Even the high-speed camera of the Voter Group could only capture a blurry afterimage; if he himself weren't also a Speed Force user, possessing far‑beyond‑normal dynamic vision, he probably couldn't even make out Feixiao's afterimage.

For super‑powered beings like them who possess the Speed Force, even a heavily trained boxer's punch moves only slightly faster than a snail's. Even so, the locomotive could hardly imagine that almost‑still world; even after taking Compound No. 5, he had never reached such speed.

Feeling the hostile gaze of the compatriot beside him, the locomotive lowered his head in shame, a bead of cold sweat sliding down his forehead.

"She… might be a bit faster than me."

The compatriot's brow twitched almost imperceptibly; he walked expressionlessly behind him and placed both hands on his shoulders: "So? Are you sure you're only a bit faster? You fat pig."

The compatriot poked the locomotive's belly flab with his finger; that flab stood out especially under the tight suit of a superhero.

The locomotive's face stiffened.

"This… is impossible." The locomotive stammered, "I mean… this violates the laws of physics; the calories from an egg and a sandwich couldn't possibly fuel her doing such high‑intensity exercise—she… she'd pass out from low blood sugar."

"Violating the laws of physics?" The compatriot chuckled as if hearing a lame joke, "Everyone in this room violates the laws of physics, but is that the crux of the problem?"

"I… am sorry, but I must ingest 3000 kilocalories of food per hour, or I will pass out."

"Why doesn't Feixiao need to eat as much as you do, while you stuff your face like a bottomless pit and still aren't as fast as her?" The compatriot gave him a cold sideways glance: "The fastest superhero? A Black giant? That's damn funny."

——

Just as Star was about to continue playing on the Spear‑point Vessel, Luosi Guumu suddenly sent her a message.

The message was simple: it hoped she would make a trip to the Black Tower Space Station, as there was a very important matter to discuss with her in person.

As soon as Star arrived at the station, she discovered that Black Tower figurines were everywhere. Normally these figurines are scattered throughout the station's corners, but now they had gathered near the simulated universe, leaving her greatly puzzled.

Moreover, each little Black Tower had its eyes tightly shut, giving the room an eerie feel.

"Basic logic check complete… no abnormal data detected, attempting the 1291st information input…" Luosi Guumu quietly observed the utterly still Black Tower figurine before him, "Conclusion: failed to make contact with the Black Tower."

"What happened?" Star asked curiously.

"It's regrettable to meet you under these circumstances, Miss Star. As you can see, the project has suffered an unexplained malfunction, and testing will be temporarily postponed. Logic: a massive void has appeared in the simulated universe; it cannot be observed or interfered with, yet it continues to operate normally."

Luosi Guumu explained: "According to the records of the Candle Ink School, this void belongs to the period after the Second Imperial War, known as the 【School War】."

"Second Imperial War?"

"Query: Miss Star, do you have any knowledge of the Second Imperial War?"

"I didn't realize there had been a second such war…" Star, who had personally experienced the first one in the simulated universe, no longer wanted to go through a second; the feeling of being tormented by the inorganic lifeforms was utterly unpleasant.

"Suggestion: Miss Star, you might want to enter the simulated universe; there are some curiosities related to Rupert II that you may need to look into."

——

Honkai 3.

"Second Imperial War…… Could it be that inorganic lifeforms, members of the so‑called Genius Club, are again carrying out a slaughter of organic life?"

Einstein raised his hand and traced a blue line on the holographic screen; all the clues about the First Imperial War previously hidden in the simulated universe had been called up, "However, earlier Ruan Mei had once inquired in the simulated universe about information on Rupert II, but there was no follow‑up."

"Given how much Luosi Guumu values it, the devastation of the Second Imperial War must be no less than that of the first." The red‑haired girl furrowed her brow, "Or is it the anti‑organic equation? I recall that when the Imperial War began, the company already had people trying to work out the equation, so could it be that even before the Second War broke out, the company still hadn't uncovered the secret of the anti‑organic equation?"

As a scientist, Tesla clearly understands that some research results cannot be made up for by time alone. It is possible that gathering all the researchers of the Erudite Society and the Interstellar Peace Company, and spending a century's worth of their work, would still not yield as much as a genius's gain from a single afternoon tea.