Chapter 1490: with translation of chapter title

NO. 106: You surely have someone you can't let go of in your heart.

"Does Your Excellency Dawn Minister also take interest in the structure of the blood globule?"

"Being able to split and combine at will, it not only has full flexibility and elasticity, but can even block an Ultraman's heat ray; such a structure is hard not to be fascinated by."

"We've also considered using it in the construction materials industry, though that would require a large amount of blood, and our cooperation with the blood clan is still in the negotiation stage."

"The blood clan? That's a perfect idea; could you conveniently reveal where your problem lies?"

"To be frank with you, it's funding; we're holding this exhibition demonstration to raise funds."

"Oh dear, I didn't expect this to be about fundraising preparations; indeed, this world's overreliance on wealth has hindered too much technological development."

"Who says no? It's clearly a project with such broad prospects, yet the initial investors backed out just because of the bloody smell issue; they never think that if another incident like the Japan Cup happened, this kind of excellent building that can stand firm without a barrier could easily save them."

"Earthquake‑, wind‑, and storm‑resistant—what an excellent design; a flaw like odor should naturally have a suitable countermeasure."

"Exactly! We've solved this problem; the odor was just an early‑stage issue. Although expecting investors to understand us is already a luxury, I truly hope it doesn't end over such a trivial reason……If only we had someone as professional as you, I don't know how good that would be."

"I see; as fellow technology explorers, I think you could try seeking cooperation with that emerging company."

"That company… uh, the Beast Sect? If I recall correctly, that company should be making its debut at this exhibition, and hasn't even had time to go public yet."

"……Could it be that you know the ins and outs of that company?"

"Oh dear, that's not a topic we should be discussing."

"Ah, uh, that's what you're saying."

"All right, I also need to take my child to see the other booths; everyone, I wish you smooth operations, filled with… blessings."

"Ah, it's our honor."

"Hmm, let's go, Cosmos."

He simply turned away, leaving behind the retreating silhouette of him and the child, as well as that slowly swaying, which, in the understanding of the transmigrator, ought to be the sturdy tail of some relic.

"\"Abyss? \""

"No, just a temporary interference, no rush."

The voice carrying that signature terminology faded away, and the few here—human‑ and cosmos‑like booth members—couldn't help but glance at each other as they turned back.

"As expected… it's the real deal, huh……"

"Several posts all say it looks like the real thing; we can't very well say it isn't, can we?"

"Isn't the point the advice he gave? It's really subtle—at first we said that company was just a shell, but now… could he be a plant sent by that company to throw up a smokescreen? They hired a professional cosplayer to implant crystal elements, that sort of thing."

"Not sure, but let's try asking; after all, not many people come to see us here……"

"I really hope transmigrants don't deceive other transmigrants, although that guy's problem of having transmigrated is quite big."

"Stop chattering, tidy up, and go with the team leader to see that guy over there."

Really, we're pressing for time……

Using that hearing, which, though not as good as a horse girl's, is still exceptionally keen, he paid attention to the movements behind him; the footsteps of Aomo walking with New Cosmos paused slightly, then continued.

"\"Sephirah? \""

The ever‑sharp‑eyed girl lifted her head, and then met a palm that, even through the leather glove, still brought warmth to her spirits.

"Going smoothly, Cosmos."

This outer‑district venue is currently in a rather delicate state.

Although it's a venue of the United Arab Emirates district, there are more transmigrants than locals, plus other district citizens influenced by transmigrant culture.

This doesn't even count the another mainstream group of horse girls who carry an otherworldly tag in their soul composition.

But it's precisely because this venue has so many transmigrants and their cultural influencers that Aomo's Dawn Minister attire has room for a ruse.

First he wandered around with New Cosmos, drawing the transmigrants into conversation; then he selected low‑traffic yet transmigrant‑related technical and project‑type booths to visit, while mentioning that these booth organizers likewise didn't know about the company already confirmed to be the Beast King's rotten fan circle.

By this point it was almost done…… He thought, the ever‑running Gilbarlis card was real‑time retrieving the post count and keyword quantity in this exhibition's forum.

This is one reference, and another reference is the number of booths he himself silently counted.

The fifth.

The fifth booth, plus the topic discussion that could already stay steadily on the main page—even if just idle chatter—is a post that official‑related members might not be willing to click…… but what he was waiting for was never an official person.

"Mr. Pardol… or would addressing you as Dawn Minister please you more?"

Several cosmos‑people stepped into his and New Cosmos's path, their words exactly matching his inner thought; they wore the work uniforms of the Beast Sect, yet still pinned on their chests the small badge they wore when helping out at the Light‑Seekers Club.

Without a doubt, they are not official personnel.

But the person Aomo truly awaited was not them, but the reason that prompted New Cosmos to suddenly ask a question half a minute ago.

Boom!

Like an explosion, the tremendous roar carried a slight tremor that could make a few people bow their heads, echoing in all directions, as if to stir up a whole new wave in the forum.

At this moment, everyone also turned their gaze toward the direction that seemed to be the guest lounge.

They gazed at the black smoke rising high there, at the mist of smoke and dust spreading there, and at the faintly visible ferocious outline within the black smoke.

Without needing a startled cry, the venue's security system automatically kicked in, the momentary trigger unique to AI charm manifesting as a cerulean barrier that covered the field of view at light speed.

And the guards that followed instantly completed precise teleportation, straight into the barrier's interior, ready to intercept the attacker.

But they should see nothing at all.

——Even before the utterance "Going smoothly, Cosmos" was spoken a second earlier, Aomo and New Cosmos had already seen the field of view where the reconnected Sirius symbol was located.

That view showed the unique space where the uncle and nephew presently were, with no smoke or dust, no fire, thus naturally not inside the barrier; so while everyone else was still monitoring the barrier's condition, he instead turned to speak to those few who blocked the path:

"Oh dear oh dear, what a sudden strange thing, but this shouldn't hinder you from stating your purpose; could you please tell us?"

"If it's about research collaboration, then I couldn't be more welcoming."

Facing the surprised yet hard‑to‑read gazes of those few cosmos‑people, Aomo, having already obtained the test results, could regain his true composure, taking in the demonic form that resembled a mirror image in the translucent screen.

In a certain sense, this scene also counts as an unexpected joy.

Although he had previously thought that positional theory would not affect power itself, this scene's appearance finally serves as the best proof of that conjecture.

Two Hei'an Luji Ai'er.

Two who once on screen dropped adults, and were the TV final boss that was almost blown up into a big ending by Tai Luo unrelated to the arch-enemy.

At the same time, they are also two people who cannot let go of the past.

He does not intend to immediately disturb the continuation of this scene.

Although, as far as the scale is concerned, the fact that the other side can take the bait shows it's not a ragtag group; for now, it's probably not the time to put an end to everything, but indeed we should still let this scene continue a while longer.

Because he both wants to see the opposite side and wants to see how much Sirius can do right now.

Obsession, shackles, which side's is heavier — this will be an excellent baseline test.