Chapter 334

Sunlight did not fall on the morning of the second day, and the elderly Little Orange finally lost all movement on that second day.

Although I don't know why it's such a coincidence, maybe it's because I saw the Lanbaoshi I hadn't seen in a long time, or maybe I really have reached the end.

In short, this time the small cat truly understood what separation meant for the first time, and a shadow was added to her pure heart.

And when the big cat that had been out carousing all night returned, at first glance she saw the despondent Lanbaoshi, and saw her holding the Little Orange in a plastic bag.

???

What are you two up to?

How come you even brought up a dead....

Hey hey hey, okay okay.

Jierte hurried to stop the big cat's big mouth; haven't you seen the small cat about to drop her little pearls? How clueless can you be?

Cough cough.... What are you guys going to do?

Find a place, bury it....

Jierte looked at the Little Orange in the plastic bag, really feeling helpless.

In this situation, where can we find a place to rest eternally?

Here, the notion of graves has long been gone; everyone has been thoroughly materialized, and roadside ads tell those with nothing that their organs are also their wealth—no one, no, the vast majority of people cannot leave an intact corpse.

Either eaten by a calamity, or picked up by humans and turned into cultivated organs; even a corpse, if infected by the blood disaster, can become a monster.

That's why the two of them long failed to find a place to bury the cat; left with no choice, Lanbaoshi then found a clean plastic bag and brought along the already stiff Little Orange.

Like that.

The big cat nodded, showing understanding, while her clever mind suddenly turned and came up with an excellent idea.

Lanbaoshi, speaking of which, you don't like gemstones, do you?

I recall that the Empire offers a service that can compress one's body through a special method into a diamond, said to be able to turn into a gemstone to forever accompany family.

The price might be a bit high—how about it, want to give it a try?

After the big cat finished speaking, she looked expectantly at Lanbaoshi, while the small cat also fell into thought.

This.... would this be disrespectful to the deceased?

Although she indeed felt somewhat tempted, she also hesitated.

What I mean is, what if Little Orange, even if dead, still had sensation?

Then wouldn't that be very cruel?

Then you shouldn't eat seafood in the future—that's also pretty cruel.

One sentence from the big cat left Lanbaoshi speechless; indeed, if dead things had sensation, her Lanbaoshi gobbling up so much seafood would be sins piled to heaven.

Then... then okay!

Can we get an orange‑colored gemstone?

Of course!

Jierte just stood aside silently watching; it's obvious that the big cat's somewhat improper words successfully stopped the small cat from obsessing over the life‑or‑death question, and all along Jierte has suffered plenty from the small cat's torment.

Little Orange was ultimately made into an orange‑colored gemstone; although it cost a lot, Lanbaoshi was still satisfied.

Little Orange, this elderly old cat, ultimately remained by Lanbaoshi's side in another way, and now resides in the necklace before her neck.

Although no intact corpse was left, a Catgirl will forever be able to recall its story, which also counts as another kind of immortality.

And the purpose of your return to the Empire this time is naturally to make preparations before departure.

You know, the Imperial Princess is likely also part of the force fighting the final calamity; all you need to do is arrange everything as best you can, preserve everything as best you can, and try to keep everything from being affected by the final calamity as much as possible.

As the Empire is the sole hope and the only normal place for humanity in your mind, you must find a way to preserve the noble virtue of the Knights here.

You only resent that you lack the ability to duplicate yourself, unable to protect everyone at once; after all, leaving it to anyone else is not as reassuring as doing it yourself.

However, you are not alone; as the final calamity draws nearer, Boss's small team is in constant uproar—basically, whenever someone's mission goes awry, Boss chases after them, frantically cleaning up the mess.

Sometimes this world is nothing but a giant makeshift troupe; the calamity is like that, people are like that—all born to make mistakes.

Although the scene is somewhat amusing, you can't help worrying whether Boss's plan will run smoothly, but so far it seems there's no issue.

What surprised you is that the Imperial Princess's assigned plan is actually to preserve humanity's last spiritual fire—she never told anyone, and back then no one knew she had such a task.

Although the Imperial Princess was initially at a loss with this task, the final result shows she indeed carried it out.

As for why you know this, it's only because in the final month, the Imperial Princess felt everything was about to settle, and while thinking of relaxing, she inadvertently let it slip.

But it could also be deliberate; after her slip, her exaggerated demeanor practically begged everyone to know, and you think she's likely showing off.

After all, successfully preserving humanity's spiritual fire is indeed a great feat; you truly admire her, you also can't help admiring Boss's foresight, and you even have a hint of anticipation for the final calamity's arrival.

Besides the two of us, who else will join the fight against the ultimate calamity?

You ask me? I have no way of knowing.

These past few years I've been handling state affairs daily, with no time to train, and my skills have weakened.

Jierte glanced at the Imperial Princess's appearance; she probably ended up like this from excessive indulgence.

Seeming to sense something, the Imperial Princess coughed twice and continued.

In short, although I don't know how strong you are now, the main force this time will definitely be you.

Me? That's right too.

Jierte wasn't surprised; the strange machines that had previously hunted him were the last kind of formidable foe he had encountered, and he hadn't felt the pressure of a strong foe bearing down on him for a long time.

Time remaining until the final calamity arrives: 14 days 3 hours....