Chapter 25

In fact, it wasn't as simple as a traffic jam.

A more accurate statement was that a tsunami had blocked the fleet in the port.

Severe space-time folds appeared around the Foundation's main base, and only two starships rushed out successively.

One was a small ship of the Astartes brothers.

One was a crashed shuttle.

The remaining fleet would have to wait until the space-time folds calmed down slightly before they could set sail.

Seeing that Welt Yang still had doubts, Raynor added:

"Don't worry, that is a very large fleet, loaded with 'Anti-Aeon Special Weapons'; even if the Aeon of 'Destruction' comes in person, it can give Him a ruthless hit."

Finally about to fight the dragon.

After holding back for so long, finally, the protagonist can show his face a little.

(Still hasn't met "Stelle")

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"6, so the Foundation has started researching how to deal with Aeons too. I thought only those old fossils on the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou were busy chasing after 'Abundance'."

"Learned something new today, there's actually a position called Hyper-Space Lane Administrator."

"I reckon it's probably a role similar to our Luofu Luofu Xianzhou navigators?"

"There are actually Luofu Luofu Xianzhou natives here? Do you want to learn about the secret of immortality? Let us join in the great cause of eternal life!"

"The one above, report your address. The Seat of Divine Foresight is handling a case!"

"I am already a mental Foundation employee; I am not under the jurisdiction of your Seat of Divine Foresight."

"Understood. I'm going to contact Artanis right now and tell him there's a Luofu Luofu Xianzhou native here volunteering to be D-Class personnel, see if they want him."

"……"

The audience chattered away, the bullet comments descending into chaos.

Since the live stream began, more and more people have chosen to keep the bullet comments off, only turning them on occasionally to optimize their viewing experience.

Luofu Luofu Xianzhou "Luo Fu", Seat of Divine Foresight.

Dressed elegantly, wearing a flying fairy bun, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, her face as fair as peach blossoms, her appearance was breathtakingly beautiful.

This was none other than the head of the Seat of Divine Foresight, Fu Bai Xuan.

At this moment, she was using her third eye and the Matrix of Prescience to calculate navigation routes for the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou.

After the calculation was finished, she wrote the recent routes into a ledger, had her subordinates send it out, and her work for the day was done.

This was usually a sign of a relaxed and pleasant time.

But she felt uneasy.

This had to do with the result she had obtained several hours ago when a sudden whim led her to perform a divination.

The result was very strange.

In the dark, some great existence had urged her to go out for a walk.

She had followed the guidance of fate and gone out for a stroll.

And she really did have a harvest.

She caught Miss Miss Qingque skipping work to play cards.

But a question followed: why did Miss Miss Qingque skipping work not affect her duties?

What kind of stone was this?

Fu Bai Xuan could only pretend not to know.

On the Luofu Luofu Xianzhou, apart from the outsiders, the other three races were all long-lived species.

Situations like this, where someone has a sudden whim and occasionally slacks off,

were the most normal things in the world.

Furthermore, Miss Miss Qingque had already promised she wouldn't be caught slacking again, so she shouldn't repeat the offense.

Thinking of this, the highest official of the Seat of Divine Foresight adjusted her sitting posture, her jade feet swaying slightly, her toes curling, tightening along with her white socks, tracing the lines of her insteps.

Maybe I should slack off a little too... she thought to herself.

With that thought, she went to watch the Foundation's live stream.

Since yesterday, information regarding the Foundation had been emerging one after another, and the young people in the department were all slacking off to watch the stream.

They were even discussing things like "Administrator" and "The Nineteenth Path" right under her nose.

Even Jing Jing Yuan, who was a General, was openly watching the stream.

Thinking of Jing Jing Yuan, Fu Bai Xuan felt a bit of petty resentment.

General, you bastard!

Being this lazy, you should have abdicated and yielded to the virtuous long ago!

Retire early, take a lighter position, and go enjoy your life!

Occupying the name of the Divine Strategy General and the position of the Cloud Knights General, yet watching some live stream in public.

Is this worthy of the trust of the Cloud Knights, or your salary?

Forget it, I'll take a look at what new tricks the Foundation has come up with.

No sooner said than done, Fu Bai Xuan just tapped the Foundation icon on her phone screen when she witnessed a very novel scene.

A man dressed like a tin can was saying:

"……Equipped with 'Anti-Aeon Special Weapons', even if the Aeon of 'Destruction' descends in person, we can give It a hard hit."

Fu Bai Xuan was stunned:

"'Anti-Aeon Special Weapons'?"

"The name is tacky, but it's straightforward. I just don't know how effective it actually is."

Driven by curiosity, Fu Bai Xuan performed another divination, but still calculated nothing.

A layer of mist shrouded the Foundation, and the same was true for matters related to this organization.

Even if she wanted to calculate the future fate of the "Astral Express" or the "Herta" Space Station at this moment, she received completely contradictory endings.

"Total destruction? Escaping unscathed? What is going on?"

The more Fu Bai Xuan calculated, the more she sensed something was wrong, as if a great power had intervened to obscure the heavenly secrets and disrupt the stars.

The originally visible trajectories were now shrouded in heavy fog.

"Forget it, if it won't let me see, I won't look. I'll just watch what you let me see."

"Hmph! Just knowing how to bully people!"

……

At the same time.

"Herta" Space Station, Master Control Zone.

The work of the psychological counselors was still ongoing.

"I firmly believe that once I see this desperate, beautiful number of the life-review, my life will have reached the end of the life-review..."

A staff member named Abraham was sobbing, pouring his heart out.

It was clear how much his spirit had been devastated by this attack.

The innocent, lively, and cute girl, March 7th.

Deeply moved by Abraham's experience, she didn't know what to say to comfort him.

Dan Heng was also empathizing with him, his gaze deep, as if recalling his own past.

Only "Stelle", with a body temperature of 37°C, spoke in a flat tone:

"People always die, but not now."

Perhaps not catching the meaning behind "Stelle's" words, or perhaps having received some strange revelation.

This Abraham suddenly began to sing with emotion, like a reciter or an opera actor:

"What a philosophical remark! That's right, the closer you are to 'death', the more you realize that the present is the moment of 'life'!"

"I must pull myself together. Thank you, kind person."

Dan Heng touched his chin. Does this person's style seem a bit exaggerated?

Or is it that people on the planet where he was born all speak like this?

If there is a chance later, perhaps I can go there and see.