Chapter 795

Above the center of the Matrix of Prescience, several huge rings floated in mid-air, rotating slowly.

Flowing colors covered parts of them, and many irregular lights flickered within them, as if breathing.

And in front of the center of the matrix, a tall phantom and a slightly shorter figure stood side by side; it was the 'Divine Strategy General' Jing Yuan and the Master Diviner Fu Xuan.

Jing Yuan raised his head, quietly watching this matrix that had been running for thousands of years, faithfully calculating and pointing the way for the Xianzhou.

After a long time, he slowly lowered his head and said softly: "Fu Qing, how is the progress?"

"Fluctuations between Qian and Zhen. There is a flaw in the action, no benefit."

"Fu Qing, please speak human language."

"Hmm, hmm—" Fu Xuan coughed twice, "Disaster is imminent, great ominousness—this is the fortune of the Divination Commission today."

"The 'Matrix of Prescience' has stopped rotating, the talismans are dim, and there is stellar evil within the department that has not been removed."

"The Cloud Knights are busy protecting the people, I want to restore the matrix, but have no soldiers to use."

"In such a situation, still having to deal with the 'Stellaron Hunter' handed over by the General, isn't that disaster imminent?"

"Haha." Hearing Fu Xuan say this, Jing Yuan was not in a hurry at all, but rather looked like he was overlooking the overall situation, knowing everything and understanding everything.

I don't know if it was the long years that created this famous Xianzhou general; or if he was born like this, handling heavy things as if they were light, and not changing his expression even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

"Before my eyes is the Fu Qing known as 'Prophet, with an all-seeing eye'; isn't avoiding bad luck and seeking good fortune your specialty?"

Facing Fu Xuan's overt and covert ridicule, if it were an ordinary person, they would probably have to explain a little and comfort a little.

But Jing Yuan had long since figured out Fu Xuan's temper; just smooth her fur a little, and the matter would pass.

"There's no need to pour this bowl of chicken soup, General."

As if thinking of something, Fu Xuan raised her eyebrows, as if dissatisfied, as if admonishing, and as if warning.

"The fluctuation of fortune is the norm of heaven; don't think about playing tricks to avoid it."

"The Divination Commission just puts good and bad luck before your eyes and tries its best to make the right choice; there is no magical means to turn the tide."

"Precisely because of this, Fu Qing must take action." Jing Yuan laughed.

"To restrain the Stellaron Hunter who can observe the future, it must be the prophet Fu Qing. As for help—how could I not be prepared?"

Saying this, Jing Yuan looked to the side, his gaze falling exactly on Bai Xuan and the others.

"Look, help has arrived."

It was as if he had timed it, saying this sentence exactly at the right moment.

Qingque stepped forward:

"Master Diviner, although I didn't receive your order, I still brought the guests to you."

One second ago, Fu Xuan was still thinking about where help would come from.

The next second, a voice that often gave her high blood pressure sounded behind her.

Fu Xuan was stunned for a moment, then turned around, and saw Qingque bringing Bai Xuan and his group to the front of the Matrix of Prescience.

"..."

As if helpless, as if not expecting Jing Yuan to have such a move, Fu Xuan laughed.

"The General is truly opportunistic and ruthless in using people."

The Astral Express group was going to attend Kafka's trial, and Qingque was from the Divination Commission; no matter how you looked at it, the people in front of her shouldn't have been on the Divine Strategy General's list.

But reality is just like this; things completely unexpected by Fu Xuan had happened.

The people in front of her were indeed strong help.

Her "prophecy" meeting the "Divine Strategy" was nothing.

"Since they are here, we must make the best use of them." Jing Yuan laughed.

Fu Xuan sighed secretly.

Yeah, since they are here, it's the New Year, they are still children, people have died... every time she heard it, there would always be surprises "pearls before".

After finishing, Jing Yuan didn't say anything more, turned around and walked away, going to look at the scenery of the Matrix of Prescience.

Fu Xuan looked at the few people, pinching her chin, thinking:

"Stepping into the Matrix of Prescience without my permission is against the rules—"

"If I say so, it would make me seem unsympathetic. Seeing you all is truly an unexpected joy."

"Although this child Qingque looks unreliable at ordinary times, she did her best at the critical moment."

"Stelle" raised her eyebrows: "I thought you were going to turn us away."

Fu Xuan: "I was waiting for the 'Matrix of Prescience' to operate before letting you all see the strange skills of my Divination Commission... sigh, keeping guests waiting is my discourtesy."

March 7th didn't mind.

As a member of the 'Trailblazer' team, from the moment she stepped on foreign soil, she had enough awareness to run around and be a tool person.

It was nothing more than the recent tasks being much heavier and the apparent danger being a bit greater.

But with Bai Xuan as a guarantee, she could do whatever she wanted.

"Don't be polite; it's not like we didn't hear that General's words... just hand over whatever you have to us."

"Hmm, then I won't be wordy:" Fu Xuan nodded.

"The Divination Commission is short-handed; I need you all to help restart the base of the Matrix of Prescience—and incidentally remove the Stellaron evil."

"Stelle": "We'll do it, it doesn't count as prying into secrets, right?"

"If I say it doesn't count, then it naturally doesn't count."

"I'll have Qingque accompany you, responsible for restarting the matrix base. As for removing the evil..."

Fu Xuan paused and looked up.

Qingque, who had originally blocked Fu Xuan's line of sight, consciously moved to the side, already calculating in her heart how to develop Bai Xuan into a card-playing friend.

March 7th spread her hands: "I did a divination for myself and found that we are all destined for a life of toil."

"Stelle": "Say that magical word!"

"Wh-what?" Fu Xuan was stunned, "What magical word?"

March 7th: "Oh, it's just a simple word that works everywhere: 'Please'."

"..." Fu Xuan was truly stunned.

Since the day she ascended to the position of Master Diviner, how long had it been since she used this word?

But to mobilize the people in front of her, it seemed she really had to lower her posture.

Not to mention Bai Xuan, whom she couldn't see through at all, just March 7th, who also had a great background, was enough to make her recall what kind of words to say to troublesome people.

"Pl-please!"

March 7th patted Bai Xuan on the shoulder and laughed: "Received~"

In the screen, a fierce battle was in progress.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, another clawing monster screamed and dissipated, turning into a phantom.

D-14134 had just lowered his arm and didn't have time to catch his breath before he felt the hair on his back stand up; relying on instinct, he rolled forward.

Immediately, a black shadow flew past him.

If he hadn't dodged in time, D-14134's heart would definitely have been gone, and a new monster would have been born from it.

There was no time to feel lingering fear; the D-class agent turned around to open up distance, subconsciously raised his hand, followed instinct and feeling to aim, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A burst of fire exploded in the darkness, the bullet flashed and passed, hitting the black humanoid entity.

But it was useless.

--D-14134 forgot to pray, and to be devout.

While cursing himself in his heart for forgetting such an important step, he prayed and pulled the trigger.

This time, a shot to the throat.

Before he had time to feel heartache for wasting a bullet.

He heard the clashing of metal and the noise of metal rubbing against the cement floor not far away.

Mixed in were the meaningless howls of the black monsters.

--They had fallen into a trap earlier, pinned to the ground by shelves and debris, and now they were about to break free.

D-14134 knew there weren't many bullets left in the magazine, and there wasn't much stock in the pockets of his tactical vest.

But at this moment.

His expression was relaxed, without any tension.