Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1232 Questioning and Watching the Show
"..."

Seeing Frederica staring intently at the bead, warning herself not to throw her life away, the will of the Lord of All Spirits fell into a long silence.

From a rational perspective, having integrated the astral realm and the spiritual realm, he would become the strongest among all the Root Remnants. Even if he controlled fewer Roots than Number 1, it would still be enough to completely lock down her will and prevent her from attacking him.

Therefore, Number 1's warning is most likely just alarmist talk. She is not worried that she will lose to the God of Cookery, but rather that she is afraid that she will defeat the God of Cookery while she is unable to intervene and take away the source that the God of Cookery has in his hands.

Therefore, not only should I not heed her warnings, but I should do the opposite to maximize my "benefits," but...

Recalling the Dream Lord who wailed for two and a half months before being devoured to death, and the Pure White Mother who was pried out of the teeth by the God of Food, the Lord of All Spirits remained silent for a while before ultimately not retaliating. Instead, he silently extinguished this part of his will and broke the connection in silence.

It's not that I'm afraid of the God of Cookery and don't dare to touch him, it's just that Number 1 is too cunning. He suddenly spoke up to remind me that there might be a trap here, so I need to think about it carefully and see what the specific situation is before I act... Hmm! That's it!
Very well, it seems she won't be going to see me off until I wake up, and judging from her reply, the person who suddenly "surpassed" me before wasn't her.

Looking at the bead in her hand that had dimmed again, Frederica frowned and pondered for a while before reaching out to wipe the bead representing spirit aside and lightly touching the bead next to her that was shimmering with starlight with her fingertip.

"Ugh—ugh—"

A piercing bray rang out, breaking the tranquility around Frederica. After humming a few happy notes, the Star Lord's signature booming voice came from the bead.

"Number 1? What do you want with me? Are you planning to introduce me to another ally?"

"No, there's no one else I can introduce to you."

Seemingly in a very good mood, Frederica smiled and said:

"I've come to see you today to ask how you feel. What do you think of the ally I introduced to you this time?"

"Ah, they're all pretty good~"

Upon hearing this, the Star Lord chuckled and replied:
"Number 3 is quite interesting. Apart from his poor taste in naming, insisting on changing the alliance's name to Anti-Number 1 Alliance, he's pretty good in every other way, and his strength is also quite outstanding. If we join forces with him, we should be able to deal with you."

"is it?"

Upon hearing this, Frederica raised an eyebrow and asked with some curiosity:

"It seems you two get along quite well?"

"It's quite good."

The bead representing the origin of the astral plane nodded and swayed up and down, followed by the cheerful voice of the Star Lord.

“I get along quite well with him… Before, I was worried that he was sent by you to harm me, and I didn’t help him when he was fighting with the Pure White Mother, but he didn’t hold a grudge against me. He even took the initiative to befriend me. He has a very good character. I feel that he will be a very good ally.”

"Really? Congratulations!"

As if the discussion wasn't about an alliance formed because of opposition to her, but rather a Pinduoduo bargaining group, Frederica smiled and offered a couple of congratulatory words before pressing for an answer:

"What about another ally from the past that I'm 'introducing'? What do you think of Number 11?"

"Number 11..."

The bead, radiating a hazy starlight, paused for a moment, then let out a somewhat regretful sigh.

"She's a nice person, I wish she really was Number 11." "Oh?"

Upon hearing the words of the Star Lord, Frederica raised an eyebrow and then asked with a smile:
"You see it too?"

"Yeah, it's pretty obvious."

The bead, radiating starlight, swayed up and down, and then the voice of the Star Lord, clearly displeased, rang out.

"Number 11 probably failed in his pursuit of the essence of the root, so he simply dispersed his main consciousness and merged with the highest-level 'ancestral spirits' in the ancestral land of all spirits. Then, he used the deer spirit that came this time as the main body and poured in a small part of the will that had been cut out. When he goes all out, the taste will be a little worse."

So when she teamed up with Number 3 to subdue the Pure White Mother, I sensed something was off. That little deer was most likely not the real Number 11, but just a disguise she put out… By the way, Number 1, do you and Number 11 have some kind of collaboration?”

Under Frederica's somewhat surprised gaze, the Star Lord asked with curiosity in his voice:
"Number 11 has been on good terms with Number 12 for a long time, and now he is trying every means to infiltrate my Dead Donkey Alliance. He must have some plans. I remember Number 3 mentioned that you also have a part of the Dream Roots."

Astral plane, dream realm, spirit, will... it seems like all the conditions are almost met. Is she planning to unify the three spiritual realms, then steal my origin, and completely connect the astral and spiritual realms?

You guessed that?
Although the purpose of making this "phone call" was originally to trip up the Lord of All Spirits, she didn't expect that before she could even give a hint, the Lord of Suspended Stars would figure out the reason first. Frederica couldn't help but shake her head with a smile.

"I can't say~"

"I understand. You two made a pact that you wouldn't reveal any information to the target, right?"

After nodding knowingly, the Star Lord's will began to slowly dissipate, voluntarily withdrawing from the bead, and then spoke with interest:

“That’s good. Since No. 11 has the idea, I’ll go on a long trip with No. 4 and lend her the Suspended Star Gorge temporarily.”

"Ok?"

Somewhat surprised by the choice of the Star Lord, Frederica couldn't help but ask in astonishment:
"You guessed Number 11's plan, so why didn't you stop her?"

"Why stop her? This is so much fun!"

The Star Lord replied nonchalantly:

"If she really connects the astral plane and the spiritual realm, a lot of interesting things will definitely happen. And if she manages to do it, I won't die; at most, I'll just lose some of my origin. So let her do it~"

"..."

Well, given your personality, it's normal to have such thoughts.

Somewhat exasperated by the Star Lord's playful nature, Frederica shook her head and didn't try to persuade him further. Instead, she changed the subject, asking with some curiosity:

"Number 2, you said you were planning to go on a long trip with Number 4? Where are you planning to go?"

"Go to the real world and find Number 3."

Not at all bothered by revealing their whereabouts to their enemies, the Star Lord replied cheerfully:
"He hasn't been feeling well lately, and after a check-up, it turns out there's a problem with the source of his death. Someone is tampering with his predetermined death, trying to corrupt him in this way. So he's planning to go and demand an explanation, and I'm going to go with him to see what's going on."

(End of this chapter)