Xyrin Empire

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 Return Home after Work

Women really are a strange species, even Sandora, the biggest war dealer in the universe, is no exception. She might sulk over some minor issue that no one else can understand, or she might be cheered up by a single sentence, so I’ve always thought that it’s truly masochistic to try to figure out what a woman is thinking and then go out of your way to please her. It’s much better to spend that energy simply accompanying them—their affection will naturally increase if you’re frequently together…

Listen, I’m definitely not trying to hypnotize myself into thinking it’s okay to be dragged around shopping with a few girls, definitely not!!

Okay, I admit, there might be just a tiny bit of self-hypnosis going on…

After the tiff, Sandora recovered her spirits with astonishing speed, even appearing more spirited than before. The most direct manifestation of this was her newfound slight interest in shopping, something she previously found utterly uninteresting.

I have to say, this is not a good sign—I just hope her interest in shopping is really just that… slight.

Qianqian seemed to have reached some sort of compromise with Sandora, something I had never expected, but I didn’t ask her in detail about her thoughts—only a fool would incessantly inquire about such things. Since I had already confirmed my feelings for Sandora, to me, either deceiving Qianqian or Sandora is unforgivable, so I must face this affection squarely. Qianqian had made such a great concession and sacrifice; the least I could do was to cherish her fully. As for the rest—I’m too lazy to think about it.

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“Kid, lucky in love, huh?”

Seemingly perceiving my thoughts, the eternal God of Chaos, Lin Xue, hopped over.

I gave Lin Xue a cold look and said irritably, “Enough, can’t you see I’m annoyed? Go play over there!”

“Tsk…” Lin Xue rolled her eyes at me, then nodded in approval and said, “But the fact that you’re so troubled now at least proves you’re not scum—okay, my impression of you has improved!”

…My dear Miss, can’t you live without teasing me for a day?

Muttering to myself, Lin Xue approached me again and said mysteriously, “Oh right, I forgot to tell you something. Last night, this Immortal was observing the heavens… hey hey, don’t go, I’m getting to the point. I accidentally saw a glimpse of the future—about the three of you~~~”

I stopped in my tracks, looking at Lin Banxian in disbelief—how could that be possible?

I knew better than anyone the limitations of Lin Xue’s Prediction Ability; the stronger the subject of the prediction, the more interference the ability encountered. This is the most distinctive characteristic of all Mysterious system Superpowers, like Qianqian’s control over time and Sister’s curses—this somewhat corrects the otherwise overpowered nature of Mysterious system abilities.

Once upon a time, Bubbles tested Lin Xue’s Energy Intensity, which was roughly on par with Qianqian, meaning with her ability, she could at best observe Qianqian’s activities for the following day, and the future scenes wouldn’t even be clear. My own Energy Intensity was far above Qianqian’s, and as for Sandora—Bubbles didn’t dare test her. Bubbles nearly crashed after just testing me; Sandora’s Energy Intensity would likely be at least thirty to forty percent higher than mine, which could potentially fry her system, even though Bubbles doesn’t have a CPU…

In other words, with Lin Banxian’s level of power, it would be absolutely impossible for her to see the futures of me, Qianqian, and Sandora simultaneously.

“You can just assume I had a cosmic burst of energy!” Faced with my skepticism, Lin Xue was quite dissatisfied, but after a few seconds, she couldn’t help but begin to explain proactively, “Energy interference only becomes significant when two energies are in opposition. Would any of the three of you resist my Prediction Energy?”

I see, I nodded, understanding the point, but…

“Not interested,” I said decisively.

“Huh?” Lin Xue had prepared herself for a lengthy discourse in response to my desperate pleading, only to be abruptly shut down by my firm response, nearly choking on her own breath.

“How boring it would be to know about the future now. Doesn’t living every day in a story with a known ending wear you out?”

“That’s why I never look at my own future—you asshole! I didn’t even mind until you brought it up, but why do I feel so uncomfortable the moment you mention it?”

Why do I feel like there’s not a single normal person around me?

Caesar and another Abyss Passerby A were already demolished by us, and the interference from the world’s outer space was instantly weakened by a great deal. With Asida and Asidora’s efforts, we finally managed to reverse locate Earth’s space coordinates once again, which meant we could finally go home.

Sicaro, who was nearly forgotten in Java, was also summoned back by Pandora. When this guy showed up, he switched back to his black suit and put on a pair of obsidian sunglasses, exuding an inexplicably divine aura. The moment we met, he began to pour out his grievances to me, complaining about how imperfect this world’s city management department was, how his piracy business was lacking in challenges, and he even passionately reminisced about the joy of battling with Earth’s city inspectors…

It made sense why every time he saw Modis III, the latter’s face color seemed a bit peculiar, and he kept mentioning how the city’s market was looking grim lately. So it was this guy stirring up trouble?

Just on the scale of embarrassment, this guy had already become supremely awkward.

We stayed in Vedis for another three days, set up the “Central Superpower Bureau” led by Reck, and let Bubbles establish a self-operating outpost as the future headquarters of the Central Superpower Bureau. Seriously, seeing the new recruits of the Superpower Army worshipping Crystal Radiation Chambers as Divine Artifacts and incubators as Holy Land, I really felt…life is just like a blockbuster movie…

I thought, if one day an advanced Alien Civilization visited this planet and saw those natives still in the Feudal Era, yet possessing the most high-tech base in the entire universe, what kind of reaction would they have…

Knowing we were leaving this world, Melon made a special trip from Leidun City to Modis III’s Imperial Palace, all to get one last glimpse of the majesty of a Divine Envoy. It was said he originally planned to walk from Leidun City to Kabei City to show his devotion, but after a day and night’s journey, the old man had an epiphany: at this rate, by the time he reached Kabei City, Alaya would be long gone, so in the end, we saw a white-bearded old man riding a flying horse, shouting “Light God above!” as he descended from the sky.

He was so flamboyant, just like a main character.

Watching Melon’s grand entrance, I said to Qianqian with a heavy heart, “See, not all who ride white horses are Princes; some could be the Great Method.”

“Scammer and Great Method are not the same person,” Lin Xue said to me with equal gravity.

Others might not know, but I was very clear that beneath Alaya’s pure and gentle facade lay a naturally naive heart. Perhaps as a member of the World Arbitration Agency, she had to constantly contemplate high-end questions like the evolution of the universe, making her even more clueless about handling interpersonal relationships than Pandora. Usually, she remembered my advice to stay away from strangers to avoid being deceived, but now, the fanatic Melon clearly made it hard for her to turn and leave, so, Angel Sister began to send me continuous distress signals through Spiritual Connection.

The next second, I did something that left a deep impression on everyone: I quickly stepped between Melon and Alaya, then turned and plucked a feather from Alaya’s wings to hand to Melon.

Melon remained with a dumbfounded expression, while Angel Sister’s wings fluttered, and her eyes immediately filled with tears of grievance… *cough cough* Anyway, it was resolved, right? And it seems, I’ve created a new Divine Artifact for this world—there’s no way Melon wouldn’t treasure a feather taken from an Angel!

The last goodbye was to our little cutie, Dingdang.

I had thought that Dingdang, being part of the long-lived Divine Race, would have a strong capacity to endure, and she wouldn’t feel any sorrow over such a “brief separation.” But I was wrong, terribly wrong. Novels and mythic stories are deceiving; the Divine Race is not an emotionless Race at all.

The Little Thing cried her eyes out in my palms, refusing to leave no matter what. With the coaxing of a few girls, she barely flew a meter before immediately turning back and landing on my head to continue crying.

I seriously wondered how such a sentimental creature managed to live through her long life…

“Wuu wuu wuu… Why does everyone have to part ways… We finally became friends, why can’t we stay together forever…”

Honestly, I, too, was reluctant to part with this lovable and kind Little One, but we had to return to Earth, and Dingdang had to go back to the Divine Realm. It was something that neither of us could change.

After a lot of consolation, we finally got Dingdang to face reality. Watching the little girl fly away in tears, we all felt a bit sad. @@novelbin@@

“Alright,” I sighed deeply and then said out loud, “Buck up, everyone, we’re going home!”