Chapter 513: Chief's Invitation

32 years old: After a whole year of research, your grasp of the Will of Calamity has gradually deepened, but to absolutely resolve the other side is still far from enough.

Furthermore, since you successfully proved the existence of the Will of Calamity, this caused your fame to once again echo across the universe, and this time you received a formal invitation from 'hellouniverse'.

This renowned organization is dedicated to seeking the truth of the universe; most of its members have absolutely no inclination toward any civilization's nationality, belonging to the neutral camp, which is why you rarely see these people.

In fact, their influence permeates every aspect of the universe, such as the neutron beam technology that eradicates the Blood Calamity, which you saw on the second Garbage Star before.

And this time, the invitation you received is a personally written invitation from the organization's leader, specially appointing you as Chief!

Say, Teacher, why does this 'handwritten' invitation look so much like something typed out from an input method?

Yuan:?

She reached out, took the invitation, glanced at it, and tossed it back.

Heh, it's indeed handwritten by it.

As for why it looks like something typed from a computer, it's because it itself is an intelligent machine born from a computer.

Zhang Jie:......

So the so-called handwritten stuff is actually just typed out by a computer, right?

So how did he set his sights on me?

You don't even know how much of a commotion you've caused, and furthermore, perfecting the 'God-seeker' cannot be done without you.

You think the prototype of the God-seeker was modeled after whom?

Zhang Jie:???

Yuan means that this intelligent machine is the prototype of the God-seeker? Then he would be very interested!

And it's still handwritten, not ashamed.

Teacher, does this Chief's invitation.... have any substance?

Yuan rarely lifted her eyes to look at Zhang Jie, who is much taller than her; the expression in her eyes was something Zhang Jie couldn't understand.

Yes, it does have substance; I'm just a Chief after all.

The difference is that your Chief position is by invitation, whereas others earned theirs through their own effort.

Just accept it; there are only four Chiefs in total.

Adding him makes five, Yuan silently added in her heart.

What benefits are there? For example, giving a few thousand Ship Lives?

?

Yuan looked at Zhang Jie a few times like he was an idiot; helpless, she, this student, still loved Ship Lives so much, so she rolled her eyes angrily.

No! Want to go make it yourself! Not just this, there are no other benefits either!

If there's nothing, why would I bother becoming this Chief?

Nowadays, what people pursue is nothing more than two things: fame and gain, or self-worth.

Who could be a pauper able to attain this position?

It's just about seeking status and connections.

That's right, then I won't go.

Not going?!

Yuan looked at Zhang Jie in bewilderment, seeming even more excited than Zhang Jie himself.

Do you know how many people spend their whole lives unable to even obtain an assistant's position?

? Then what?

Whether it's fame and gain or the realization of self-worth, I have both.

I also have connections; there's no one in this world with stronger ties than me, right?

Yuan:......

Yuan put herself in your shoes and thought: you were originally a little garbage picker born on Garbage Star, but your mother, through her own effort, became the highest official of the Star Alliance....

And your teacher is still a Chief in the world's top organization; this connection... you really can't say without calling him the Iron Law Crown Prince, right?

This really is a mistaken entry into the heavenly household....

Perhaps before I would have eagerly accepted the invitation and become whatever Chief.

But now I am more interested in the situation of this intelligent machine.

A certain organization leader countless light-years away only felt a chill in his buttocks.... although it's said that intelligent machines should have no buttocks.

Forget it, do as you like; that thing itself isn't responsible for internal organization affairs, and if you want to find him, I can help you.

Then it's troublesome, Teacher.

Let me ask, how attractive is a Chief-called intelligent machine to a Ship Girl enthusiast? You don't know; you only know the current situation is not optimistic.

Under the alliance of the Intelligent Machine Star Alliance and the Iron Law Star Alliance resisting, Chen's Calamity Army shows signs of fatigue, but the disgusting part is that they have become completely Calamitized, using those innocent small civilizations as test subjects, making their power ever greater.

No, perhaps they can no longer be called the Gene Star Alliance; they should be called the Calamity Star Interstellar Complex!!!

Compared to them, those Entropy Disasters that ought to be called Apocalyptic Omen have become kind and benevolent.

These people, like a religious body, display to those civilizations the so-called miracles of being uninvaded by Calamity and the so-called miracles of controlling Calamity, but in fact they themselves cannot escape the grasp of the Will of Calamity.

Perhaps long, long ago, the Gene Star Alliance was no longer a true Star Alliance; if you carefully recall, the Gene Star Alliance was originally the place least affected by disaster, and long ago, Calamitization probably had already begun.

Thinking of this, you for a moment don't know whether to admire Chen or sympathize with him, because you're not really clear on how their internals operate.

Thinking about these is useless; what's hardest to deal with now is that many foolish civilizations actually choose to follow their footsteps, and the lower the technological level of a civilization, the more susceptible it is.

Moreover, many resist the Star Alliance, believing it will use them as cannon fodder flung out; this still isn't the hardest to deal with.

The hardest to deal with are those civilizations that voluntarily begin to fill in the roads of their future fantasies.

That is: everyone becomes Calamity, the world will no longer have Calamity's invasion, everything will become great unity and the universe will attain true liberation.

"According to you, this is pure bullshit—how could there be such a good thing? What kind of curve‑saving‑the‑nation thinking is this?"

"It's as if the universe has been struck by an extremely contagious disease; their idea is that if everyone gets sick, it amounts to nobody being sick—this isn't brain damage, what is?"

"Of course, among these civilizations there are still many who see through all this; before their civilization sought refuge with the Heavenly Disaster Stellar Complex, they had already painfully defected to other Star Alliances, because they knew that from this moment on, their civilization was already doomed."

"Furthermore, after more than a year of all‑out war, the Iron Law Star Alliance's shipbuilding speed has approached its peak, and increasing numbers of 'unconscious entities' Ship Life are being sent to the battlefield, making it impossible for other civilizations even to serve as cannon fodder."

"But letting them develop like this is still too dangerous; you shouldn't make plans without certainty."

"Having obtained Xiao Jiu's consent, you are ready to launch the plan for the giant beast warship! This is clearly a good thing, but for some reason Xiao Jiu looks a bit down...."

"(Yesterday Ren Shen didn't sleep for thirty‑six hours, right? So today they got up late, and then in the evening I passed some.)"