Chapter 99: Clearing Out

In the end, those two characters, like a final verdict, resonated clearly in Heimu's consciousness.

Heimu's mouth twitched upward, revealing a victorious smile.

Heimu again extended a hand, palm up, as if receiving tribute:

"Then, give it!"

Prometheus's gaze fell on Heimu's empty hand, then returned to Heimu's face.

"【Core, needs time.】"—the thought came, explaining that the Ruler Core could not be delivered immediately.

Heimu smoothly withdrew the hand, in a relaxed tone: "Fine, I can wait."

Heimu understood that even a mighty World Will, its mobilization and bestowal of power must also follow the Rule.

(It seems this bluffing adventure succeeded.)

Heimu silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Heimu saw at first glance that the counterpart was not merely a Honkai consciousness or Prometheus, but a more macro "World Consciousness" borrowing an image closest to a "Rule Enforcer".

But that was irrelevant; what mattered was that the other side compromised, placing a safeguard from the "outside realm" onto this world caught in a cycle.

Of course, the remarks just now about "making π equal zero" and "easily destroying" were merely intimidation.

Given Heimu's current state after being "castrated" by Polka Kakam, there was simply no capital to confront a full World Will head‑on.

Yet cleverly simulating a hint of pressure from "Fate's Narrow Passage" and the Destruction Star God to conduct a sophisticated fraud was still feasible.

With the deal sealed, the scene in the consciousness space began to fade slowly.

Before fully returning to reality, Heimu took one last look at the World Will manifested through Prometheus's body, and the serene, beautiful Earth that formed the backdrop behind it.

"I hope this investment proves worthwhile for you."

Heimu murmured softly, and her figure vanished completely on the Moon's surface.

When Black Curtain Lady's perception re‑anchored to reality, she still stood in the massive Underground Space of the World Snake base, her posture unchanged from before she was "dragged away," as if the recent transaction concerning the world's fate had been a fleeting illusion.

But some things truly had changed.

"Welcome back, madam."

The system doll's voice sounded nearby, courteous and steady, "The Past World Paradise data entity has been fully transmitted and sealed."

Heimu gave a slight nod, eyes turning toward the area that had once been occupied by massive facilities.

At this moment, it was completely empty.

The original Past World Paradise apparatus, together with its pedestal, vanished without a trace.

In its place remained only an exceptionally clean, huge depression, and the broken cables on the walls and floor whose connections had been forcibly severed.

The entire space felt unusually vast, even allowing one to hear the faint, whimpering sound of air flowing.

"Tsk tsk,"

Heimu couldn't help but click her tongue lightly, "Just emptied it outright."

The efficiency even surprised Heimu herself a little.

When executing the "Pack" command, the system doll evidently upheld absolute thoroughness.

Heimu could almost imagine that when Hui She returned here, confronting this extreme emptiness, the processor might suffer an overload shock.

"If Hui She comes back and sees this scene, I wonder whether the logical circuits in his mechanical brain can withstand this level of 'surprise'?"

She murmured softly, her tone full of anticipation for the spectacle.

"Work's done."

Heimu, no longer lingering over this sorrowful spot she had "visited," issued a command to the system doll.

The system doll silently nodded, raising a hand to trace a violet‑red streak of light in the air.

An oval portal quickly formed before them, its other side linking to the familiar System Space.

Heimu turned gracefully, her skirt tracing a crisp arc, ready to step into the portal.

However, just as the tip of her boot was about to cross the threshold, she seemed to recall something extremely important, and her movement paused briefly.

(Hmm... since I'm already here and took such a "precious" gift, leaving no note seems... a bit impolite?)

A mischievous impulse surged in her mind.

She halted, turned back, and extended the index finger of her right hand, clad in a gray silk glove.

A speck of light gathered at the fingertip.

She traced a fleeting arc in midair, the motion smooth and elegant.

The violet‑red energy trail left a clear imprint in the air with her fingertip, coalescing into a line of soaring, flamboyant characters that hovered mid‑air, emitting a faint glow:

【Accepted!】

【—A friendly alien ^_^】

Looking at the message, Heimu examined it with satisfaction.

(Perfect.)

Now the flavor is right.

Surely the leader of the World Snake, upon seeing these words, would wear a truly "spectacular" expression.

She no longer lingered, turned, and stepped into the portal.

The system doll followed closely behind.

The perspective shifted to the bustling, lively streets of Luofu Xianzhou.

Bai Hang, the former Xianzhou legend bearing a secret mission, walked amid the shoulder‑to‑shoulder crowd.

She still wore the modified Xianzhou attire dominated by black, her snow‑white hair and fox tail drawing attention, and the distinctive eye mask on her face added an extra air of mystery.

Her task, under Black Curtain Lady's orders, was to silently deliver some specially processed "small items"—such as dolls, necklaces, ornaments—to designated targets.

The list enumerated many important figures of Luofu Xianzhou: from the lively street performer Gui Naifen, to the Tai Bu Si member Qingque who liked to fish, to the high‑ranking Fu Xuan, General Jing Yuan of Shen Ce Fu, and even the young sword prodigy Yan Qing...

The difficulty of the Task is: the method.

Unlike before in Beloberg where one could relatively "recklessly" deploy Dolls, the waters of Luofu Xianzhou are too deep; not only are strong ones as numerous as clouds, but there are also command‑level beings stationed.

If a big commotion occurs, even a minor disturbance that startles the grass and snakes will draw unnecessary attention and trouble, and may even bring the scrutiny of the Closed‑Eye General, which would be far from good.

Thus, we must adopt this gentler method, using these small objects as a medium to remotely gather the required data.

Bai Hang stood beside the ever‑flowing street, slightly furrowing her brow, lost in thought.

(How can I naturally send these things out? "Surely I can't just walk up and say, 'Hello, beautiful lady / esteemed adult, here's a small gift, please be sure to accept it,' can I?"…)

Just as she was racking her brain, a burst of noisy cheers and gongs came from a small plaza nearby, interrupting her thoughts.

She followed the sound and saw that both the inner three tiers and the outer three tiers were packed with people, looking very lively.

(Huh? A lively scene to watch?)

Bai Hang felt a stir in her heart; having no clue for the moment, she thought she might as well go see, perhaps relax her tense nerves, or even… find some inspiration?

She moved through the crowd, relying on her Fox People agility, easily finding a spot with a good view.

In the arena, a girl as passionate as fire and radiating vitality was performing.

She had striking orange long hair tied into a neat bun, golden eyes shining like sunlight, and a face beaming with an infectious smile.

Her movements were agile and fluid; she alternated between performing a high‑difficulty handstand while eating noodles and breathing fire, drawing gasps and applause from the onlookers.

"Good!"

"Little Gui Zi, another one!"

(Gui Naifen…?)

Bai Hang immediately recognized the girl; she was one of the individuals on the Black Curtain Lady's list!

(What a coincidence.)

A glint of scheming light flashed in her azure eyes, deciding to observe first, looking for a suitable moment to make contact.

Gui Naifen's performance was indeed brilliant, full of vigor and enthusiasm; even the well‑informed Bai Hang couldn't help being infected by the joyous atmosphere, a slight smile curving her lips, finding it rather interesting.

However, accidents always happen at the most unsuspecting moments.

During a segment that required audience interaction and tossing props, Gui Naifen, in pursuit of effect, exaggerated her motion; a seemingly inconspicuous but rather sharp‑edged metal ring used for the act slipped from her hand and flew straight toward Bai Hang, who was watching from the front row!

"Watch out!"

Gui Naifen shouted in alarm, her face turning instantly pale.