Chapter 1469

NO．84：Already have a rough understanding of the situation.

What should we do next?

In the eye‑hurting scene formed by the high‑speed replacement, splicing, and linking of the bizarre dimensional filter, the Beast King, who has no retina that can be attacked, is merely thinking about the present.

Molisun Lindun's condition is unknown, and it does not occupy His mind.

Bixiketuxe·Shihuaiya's overreaction is also not enough to make Him care.

Aomo Lindun's contact effort also does not truly put Him at ease; relying on others' strength is not wise, and He keeps thinking of escaping in His own way, but that way is obviously not the idea of Yishamala.

So He rejected the plan conveyed in that small stretch of dark trace in the armor's seam.

This world also has Yishamala, and this world also has the Faction's great masses.

This information came a bit late, but since it's late there's not much to say; even though He is mighty, He clearly knows that rash conflict is not advisable, and He does not want to witness a second great‑mass uprising, nor does He want to deal with the unpredictable consequences of the two worlds colliding under Gestalt thinking.

In this complex world, many problems cannot be solved by sheer strength alone.

Destruction is indeed simple, but change is quite troublesome.

So, back then, He, like the other Aomo Linduns, chose to place his hopes in that Aomo Lindun who looked unimpressive but unusually young.

That Aomo Lindun indeed lived up to their expectations, calming the abnormal monster data that affected countless universes, allowing His side to return to peace as well.

Temporarily.

Without a doubt, there has never been any eternal peace in this world.

Even under the Beast King's unstable drift within the solar system, one always encounters self‑righteous troublemakers, those seeking only attention, those coming for power… all those messy uninvited guests causing disturbance.

And worth mentioning among them are Yishamala, Chengtian Bairen, and even Ailisuzhi Miss, who was mentioned only once before Aomo, all being members of these uninvited guests.

They are either those He occasionally encountered while self‑imposing restrictions, or those who came knocking on His door.

Those uninvited guests include those who shed blood on the spot, those who prove themselves, and those who remain entangled; the deceased leave behind blood debts and infamy, while the living gradually gather into an organization that, with the passage of time, has nearly dwindled but occasionally swells, and at some point He grew accustomed to the titles they call Him by.

【Leader, do we really not need to dive directly?】

The isolation of positional theory is not absolutely complete; at least, with several top researchers in the organization, attempting to bypass the world's law is not impossible.

But……

Can we bypass the rule, can we bypass ourselves?

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, yet if there is another you in that foreign land, can you still bear not to seek to understand?

The Beast King does not deny that some of these subordinates are indeed exceptionally loyal to Him, even to the point of being overly enthusiastic in a few individuals.

But what about the ideas beyond that, the entirely new accidents they create?

Over the years, the Beast King has deeply felt the consequences of leaving those accidents unchecked, merely from the expansion of His own forces.

Even the current fallen state can be called an accident, a small accident that resulted from His initial neglect of those who flew His banner and from His laziness in dealing with subordinates' reports.

Indeed, it is a small accident.

As long as He does not truly intend to act, this accident cannot be considered major.

But if He lets His subordinates act, then it's another matter.

To prevent a small accident from triggering a chain of major accidents, He replied with the clearest possible response.

But after such a straightforward refusal, He returned to the original question.

——What should we do next?

Indeed, we should still go seek that second round of opportunity……

——

「If you do not enter the world in a relatively proper way, you will simply be cast out by the world—this is like being on a liquid planet yet not bound by its many gravities. 」"

「You float within countless liquids, yet you do not move with the planet as a whole, so if you stay still in place, you will eventually end up alone in empty space. 」"

「But that requires waiting. 」"

「When expanding the stage from a planet to the world, that wait will be extraordinarily long. 」"

「Put that way, it's not hard to understand; I've seen a few cases of being expelled by the world in the files, and they indeed match the Beast King's way of disappearing……」"

Thus: Jiemen Xiqu, the main gate of the Two Worlds Safety Bureau.

The man and woman who just walked out of it are hard not to draw attention.

Not only because they both wear a solemn expression at the same time, but also because neither of them has ever concealed their appearance.

Yet, compared to the woman of high status and lovely appearance, it is the man who is first pointed at and called by name.

But this pointing and calling of a name tends to startle the person involved before it startles the bystanders.

Then, as the woman hears the voice and looks around, still unclear what happened, the man first sweeps his hand, releasing a spreading ink, standing near where the two are walking.

This overly sudden action left Shi Huaiya unable to brake; after just one step she found herself in a place that had suddenly gone dark, but she didn't scream—only the chain on her wrist faintly glowed, and in an instant it transformed into a handgun that came with three source‑energy light balls.

Then one saw Aomo, who was manually flipping the light switch, raise his other hand, feigning a half‑surrender: "That's a bit too intense; I'm just changing the venue."

"I thought it was a literal sudden attack," he said, putting away the handgun whose surface bore a somewhat complex pattern, while Da Lao Hu surveyed the space that seemed like an office with a touch of a lounge, asking, "Whose office is this?"

Teleportation is a skill that, once mastered, cannot be casually unleashed; unless it's in a publicly designated teleportation zone, one must be in a place where one can be certain there will be no disturbance. Biqui Kes i, who clearly understood this, ran straight to the curtains behind the office desk and chair, pulled them open, and immediately came to the answer.

"So it's a training ground?"

"Should say workstation," Aomo pushed the nearby office chair behind Biqui Kes i, pressed her shoulders to make her sit, then immediately walked toward the nearby cabinet, saying, "In a little over an hour I have to go train the Sirius star symbol."

"A trainer's work is really busy."

Da Lao Hu leaned against the chair, turning back and forth; although she couldn't directly move the drawers of the desk in front of her, her observational skills were not inferior to Aomo's, and she could still draw some conclusions from her restless, looking‑around behavior.

"But you don't seem to come here often?"

"A trainer truly busy with work would have no time to come to the CEO's office; I usually just stand at the edge of the track—do you want green or red?"

"Red." Biqui Kes i held the ID card in her hand, examining it; once she realized that Aomo didn't come here often, she immediately became much more relaxed.

"I've long heard that you're good at brewing red tea; it's rare to have a chance to see it."

"It's just a technique forced out by Suzi, relying solely on the tea's quality," Aomo sighed while holding the teacup and walking to the water dispenser, "but the tea here isn't bad either; I've told Miss Xiaomei several times that there's no need to prepare these things wastefully, and now I actually have to thank her for her unique insight."

Sounds like I have something to look forward to?

Sounds like I can look forward to it?

Or shall we get to the point, Director Shihuaiya? Omo asked politely, "Given your familiarity with how these departments operate, how long do you think it'll take for the Security Bureau to respond?"

Or rather, let's look forward to the main topic, Shihuai Ya Juanzhang," Aomo asked politely, "Given your familiarity with how these departments operate, how long do you think it'll take for the Security Bureau to get back with feedback?"

"Hmm, let me think," Bixie said, casually resting a finger on her lips as she gazed at the ceiling, swinging her legs; her vivid, slender tail behind her flicked slightly, swaying back and forth.

"Hmm~ let me think," Bicuikes casually rested a finger on her lip, gazing at the ceiling while swinging her legs, her variegated slender tail behind her also slightly lifted, swaying back and forth.

If it's really as you say and they already have a record, they'd probably talk about it for about five minutes, then drag it out for half an hour; after all, whether or not they originally planned to do that, once we show up and bring it up directly, they're just putting on an act of being thorough.

If it's really as you say and they already have records there, they'd probably discuss it for five minutes, then drag it out for half an hour; after all, regardless of whether they initially intended to do that, once we show up and bring it up directly, all they have left is to put on a show of strict verification.

But seriously, you should consider the chance that it might not be approved; your matter could have been handled by someone higher up.

But seriously, you should still consider the possibility of it not being approved; your matter might also have been done by someone higher up.

I'm also thinking about that, since waiting over twenty minutes is still a bit long.

I have been considering that, after all, waiting twenty-plus minutes is still rather long.

Omo set down the tea that had been steeped twice, then walked over to the long sofa where Director Shihuaiya had first thought this was a lounge, and sat down.

After temporarily setting down the teacup that had been steeped twice, Aomo walked over to the long sofa that had initially made Shihuai Ya suspect this place was a lounge, and sat down.

"Well..." Bixie, clasping her hands, slid the bench over to Omo, saying the first half that made Omo's heart skip, then added: "How about we talk about how you came to think he was rejected by the world?"

"Well..." Bicuikes, with hands clasped, slid along the bench to Aomo's front, saying the first half that made Aomo's heart skip, then immediately continued with the latter half: "How about we talk about how you came to think he was rejected by the world?"

It's simple—I've felt something similar in a place we call the Guritt Universe—but may I ask a curious question in return?

It's simple; I've experienced a similar feeling in a place we call the Gulite Universe, but may I curiously ask a question in return?

Her clasped hands tightened slightly; Bixie kept her smile and asked, "What's the question?"

Their clasped hands tightened slightly, Bicuikes kept her earlier smile and asked: 'What question?'

Am I taking up your work time? It's already a little past one.

Will I be taking up your work time? It's already past one o'clock.

No, definitely not!

That definitely isn't the case!

「…」

…

That's definitely not the case.

That definitely isn't.

Meeting Omo's subtle gaze, Shihuaiya, collecting herself after her earlier excitement, chuckled and said: "I haven't been especially busy lately—I don't mean I'm especially free, either—and it's not that easy to just ask someone to hang out..."

Facing Aomo's subtle gaze, as she tidied up after her earlier excitement, Shihuai Ya chuckled and said: 'I haven't been particularly busy lately, ah, I don't mean I'm especially free either, ah, and I'm not exactly the type to readily invite people to hang out…'

It's as if she's saying she's not idle and doesn't reach out... Watching her twitching ears and the tail behind her—whose swaying path is partly hidden but still occasionally visible—Omo would be speechless, then laugh, realizing his earlier tension was unnecessary.

Just as if she were saying she wasn't idle and had nothing to do nor contact the other party…… Looking at her twitching ears and the tail behind her, whose trajectory was obscured and not very obvious yet still occasionally visible, Aomo would be dumbfounded, then chuckle, feeling that his earlier tension was completely unnecessary.

You... what are you laughing at?

You… you're laughing at what?!

And someone would get angry and embarrassed, feeling that their earlier tough words were being mocked.

And some people would become flushed with embarrassment, feeling that their earlier stubborn words had been mocked.

People's thoughts always drift toward what they're thinking about; in the past, that would also have been a prime teasing opportunity, but now...

People's thoughts always drift toward what they're fixated on; in the past, that too would be a hard-to-pass-up teasing opportunity, but now……

Still, someone is wandering about where they shouldn't be, and making merry here is a bit premature.

Moreover, some people are wandering about in places they shouldn't be; making merry here is rather premature.

I'm not laughing at anything; I just feel that after this is over, we still ought to have something to talk about.

Not laughing at anything, just feeling that after this matter is over, we still ought to have something to talk about.

Um... I guess that's what you mean... Being affected by the other's slightly formal, restrained smile, Shihuaiya relaxed a bit after hearing this and couldn't help but say: "This is kind of like what my subordinate calls 'setting a flag'."

Er… although I guess that's how I'd put it…" Feeling the formality of the other's slightly restrained smile, Shihuai Ya relaxed a bit after hearing that, and couldn't help but say: "You're a bit like my subordinate saying 'setting a flag.'"

... I guess that counts, but compared to something like marriage, it's still quite far off.

... I suppose so, but compared to something like marriage, it's still quite far off.

What... what does that even mean, getting married?... That's way too far off.

What… what do you mean, get married…… that's way too far off……

「…」

…

It's clear that Director Shihuaiya really doesn't understand this stuff; I don't know whether to blame an age gap or the fact that top students simply don't have time to engage with subculture.

It's clear that Shihuai Ya Juanzhang truly doesn't understand this area; one couldn't say whether it's due to an age gap or the fact that top students simply have no time to engage with subculture.

But seeing her again start to fumble and hesitate, Director Linton felt her demeanor was hardly different from that of a schoolgirl, and indeed it wasn't just his own impression.

But seeing her once again hem and haw, Director Lindun felt that her demeanor was hardly different from that of a schoolgirl, and indeed it wasn't just his own personal impression.