Chapter 419

Grandfather is right—if I hadn't lost my magic ring, I wouldn't have so easily contacted the Blue Star people. Next time something like this happens, leave it to the dolls to handle. Kai Li nodded in reply.

"That's correct. Now is not the time to interact with large numbers of Blue Star people. I'll continue observing their mechs and other military equipment, let the fleet conduct a preliminary assessment, then decide whether to accept the Blue Star people's request for support."

"The resources they demand mean little to us, but transporting them across crystal walls carries too great a cost. Yet some materials needed to build star-class mechs exist only in our crystal world," said the black-haired youth calmly.

"Grandfather, it's natural that Blue Star mechs use resources from our crystal world—they clearly copied our world's armored puppet technology."

"It seems that when those blasphemers arrived, the Blue Star people not only obtained the Mind Secret Arts but also acquired some of our world's armored puppet technology, along with resource support—enabling them to develop their mechs in such a short time."

"If so, then in the future, our Seventeenth Fleet will truly expend great effort supporting the Blue Star people. Does that mean the enemies the Blue Star people face in the future are so powerful that the fleet must act this way?" Kai Li murmured, a hint of worry crossing her face.

"I don't know either, but you must remember: since the Blue Star people contacted the Seventeenth Fleet earlier than in the future, and we've already arrived here as envoys ahead of time, it means everything in the future has already changed—the future is no longer predetermined."

"The future world where the blasphemers came from will not be the future of today's Blue Star. That is the price they must pay for tampering with time."

"Therefore, all the information those blasphemers provided can only serve as reference—not as confirmed fact."

"Sometimes, I truly admire these blasphemers—for daring to attempt time travel, such a paradoxical divine decree," said the black-haired youth, a strange expression suddenly appearing on his face.

"Yes, in our crystal world, if anyone dared do such a thing, they'd likely be… immediately…" The silver-haired girl's face changed several times as she murmured, her voice fading into near silence.

"Forget it. Even if someone wants to hunt down these blasphemers, that's a matter for far in the future. Focus on our own tasks. By the way—how's the investigation into the 'Superbrain' going?" The black-haired youth shook his head, then suddenly asked Kai Li.

"Grandfather, I've been following this closely. So far, from data gathered by the dolls, all those so-called 'Superbrains' were created with the blasphemers' help. They resemble our world's 'Tower Spirits,' and their core material is our world's unique 'Wisdom Plate,'" replied the silver-haired woman, her spirits lifting.

"I don't care about the other Superbrains—even if they truly function like 'Tower Spirits,' it's irrelevant. I only want to know what's special about the one in China. How dare it name itself 'Taiyuan'? If it's coincidence, fine—but if not…" The black-haired youth's eyes flickered.

"Yes, how could Blue Star people dare name an object 'Taiyuan'? If those people found out, this would be nothing short of…" Kai Li shuddered, an uneasy expression crossing her face.

The black-haired youth said nothing, but his face darkened completely.

…

Near an obscure port in Xierde.

On the sea's surface, a hundred-meter-long, pitch-black submarine quietly rose.

After a few "plop" sounds, three figures clad in diving suits each leapt into the water, backpacks on their backs, silently swimming toward the uninhabited shore near the port.

At the same time, the submarine sank again, vanishing beneath the waves.

…

In a secret dungeon in Pengjie City.

Slumped on a metal chair wrapped in wires was a man emitting a charred odor.

The man spat foam, unconscious, his skin unnaturally pale—as if he hadn't seen sunlight in years.

Beside him stood several burly men in black suits. The tallest among them held an unmarked silver cellphone, speaking respectfully.

"We've basically confirmed it—Number One is almost certainly in Pengjie City…"

"Yes, the intelligence is reliable. We accidentally extracted it during an interrogation of a local psychic called 'Night Demon,' who once saw someone resembling Number One…"

"Yes, this Night Demon has an exceptionally unique concealment ability. Though he can only move at night, he blocks all mental abilities. Without special countermeasures, we might not have captured him…"

"Understood. The suspected Number One used telekinesis, fire, and wind powers. His appearance and that of his companion closely match the suspects listed by West Iron City…"

"Yes, besides this man, there are three other suspects—but he's the prime one. I'll investigate each one thoroughly…"

"Understood. I'll use the Mingyi of the British Commonwealth to have the local police assist. We'll have news soon…"

"Yes, yes. Before your personal arrival, I won't act without orders. I'll await you at our Pengjie City base."

The man in the suit ended the call, tucked away his phone, and waved to the others with a chilling tone:

"Three days. We must investigate all suspects within three days and locate every one of them—especially this 'Mr. Sai' the Night Demon mentioned."

"Mobilize every resource and connection. Issue heavy rewards to the three criminal gangs we control in Pengjie City—order them to deploy everyone."

"Use the Mingyi of our government's special department to compel the local police to cooperate. Spare no cost—I want one definitive result."

The others responded in unison and quickly left the chamber.

Only the lead man in the suit remained, his expression shifting between dark and uncertain.

…

Two days later, Wang Yu resumed his "Dai Sen" appearance and drove back to Pengjie City.

He didn't return directly to his residence. Instead, he drove to a Star River Bar near his home and parked in the lot by the entrance.

At the registration desk on the first floor, he scanned his retina and, as a certified mech pilot, was assigned to the third-floor VIP room, which housed a specialized gaming pod accessible only to certified mech pilots and above.

Wang Yu had only learned of this privilege after becoming a certified mech pilot.

Just as he registered and began ascending the stairs, a young man and woman descended from the second floor.

Wang Yu glanced at them—and froze.

The man was exceptionally rugged, smiling broadly—it was Li Xiaodao, his true face restored.

The woman had fair skin and refined features, looking vaguely familiar.

Wang Yu's mind shifted—and he recalled her identity.

She was Ouyang Jia, the Chinese woman Li Xiaodao had once rescued in another Star River Bar.

"Ah, Sai—"

Li Xiaodao, seeing Wang Yu's "Dai Sen" gear, startled and nearly shouted "Mr. Sai," but Wang Yu cut him off first.

"Oh, it's Xiaodao. Long time no see. Don't forget to invite me next time you run a dungeon." Wang Yu greeted him calmly.