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To be fair, the little blue man, who calls himself a guardian of the universe, may not be very good at many things, but he hasn't lived in vain at his age. He does have some expertise in the study of the emotional spectrum; even just the blue light made Shen You feel that there was a lot to learn.

But that makes sense. After all, the emotional spectrum is one of the fundamental elements of the creation of the entire multiverse. The deeper you dig along this path, the more you can access the underlying aspects of the world, so its profundity is to be expected.

After more than half a month of effort, Shen You felt he had stabilized his connection with the Blue Lantern. To say he was acting as a central battery would be an exaggeration, but he was at least at the level of a Carona glove.

Karona was a traitor among the Guardians, but also a genius of his race. The Karona Gauntlets he created were the prototype for the Green Lantern Rings. They could directly connect to the emotional spectrum without needing a lantern or charging, and a single pair of gloves possessed the output power equivalent to a dozen Green Lantern Rings, making them a super weapon of war in interstellar space.

This may be the biggest all-round boost Shen You has received since arriving at DC.

The study of the Speed ​​Force helps him understand the rules of the current universe and the techniques and methods for utilizing his existing energy to achieve a super-amplification of his speed attribute. But essentially, it belongs to cognition and skills, not an improvement of the fundamental attribute.

The acquisition of Blue Light energy is equivalent to an increase in energy level. The perfect compatibility between the light called "Hope" and his own race, coupled with the super-fast charging of his abundant emotional spectrum, makes his current state even more powerful than the boost he received when he drained Apollo.

"So, everything's been normal lately?"

Shen You would call Earth every few days to make sure nothing serious had happened while he was away.

From a human perspective, it would be impossible to communicate in real time across half the universe using any known means, but for the technology of the Land of Light, whose territory spans multiple universes, this is certainly not a problem.

“Same as always, you know,” Kara said.

"Has Carl mentioned anything about the international gang lately?"

"Ever since you reminded him, Superman has started paying attention to that international gang in Metropolis. He's taken down some hideouts, arrested two small-time bosses, and even implicated some high-level protectors, as well as a series of shady businesses."

When Kara gave her serious report, she looked just like a capable little secret agent.

"He's digging deeper and deeper. The International Gang's decades-long influence in Metropolis is being squeezed by Superman. However, we haven't found anything yet regarding your suspicions of involvement with extraterrestrial forces or technology. But Carl said he'll continue to monitor the situation."

Kara thought for a moment and added, "Oh right, speaking of Gotham, there is one. Recently, there seems to be a lunatic, a pale-faced guy with lipstick on who's always laughing like an idiot on TV. I think he looks pretty silly and ridiculous, but a lot of people in Gotham seem to be afraid of him."

Anyway, it seems like Batman and he are constantly fighting. The news was full of it the other day; it was all about them fighting.

Shen You understood. So the clown had already begun to appear.

"What about the shop?"

"Yeah, that's pretty normal, just like every day."

Kara stepped aside, and the projected light showed him the scene in the coffee shop's kitchen.

A reddish-orange afterimage flashed by, only to crash headlong into a cloud of magical mist. The Kryptonian orange cat, which had been flying in mid-air, was choked and disoriented, and fell headlong to the ground.

An old but vigorous figure seized the opportunity to catch up, grabbed the orange cat, and held it upside down in his hand.

"Meow!" Strych protested, waving his paws.

"Uh, what's going on?" Shen You asked, puzzled.

"Oh, the old man accidentally pinched Stryker one day and became obsessed with the feel of it. He said it was soft and delicate, reminding him of silk he had seen many years ago, and that it could maximize the inspiration of his genius brain."

So now he's pestering Stryker to let him masturbate.

Shen You: "."

Seeing the scene in the 3D image of a white-bearded old wizard who once looked like a Taoist immortal, and a Kryptonian cat messing around, Shen You was speechless for a moment.

To be fair, petting Kryptonian cats is really satisfying. Shen You can attest to that. Their invulnerability probably also helps with fur maintenance.

In fact, by the same logic, we can infer that the skins of Kryptonians probably feel pretty good to the touch, as can be seen from Karana's flawless, snow-white face.

"Meow~"

Finally, Stryker seemed unable to resist the old man and turned his head to wave his fleshy paws.

"What is it saying?" Shen You couldn't communicate telepathically through the communication device.

"Oh, it's negotiating the price, saying a special meow sandwich for one minute."

Without hesitation, the old wizard exclaimed, "Deal!"

Such a decisive and swift transaction, without any haggling. Stryker meowed, his brow furrowed, seemingly wondering if he had asked for too little and lost money.

So it waved its paws and added two more "meows".

Kara continued translating: "It said it wanted a beef patty, and a big one at that."

Shen You: "."

The situation in the shop was as normal and harmonious as ever, and there seemed to be nothing to worry about. After saying goodbye to Kara, Shen You hung up the phone and continued his daily research.

Shen You has gained a lot of knowledge in Odim so far, and he can digest it slowly when he gets back. He also plans to head home in a few days.

Just as I was about to have my usual chat with Ganther, the Holy Walker walked in.

“Master Ganther.” The Holy Walker entered and bowed respectfully.

“No need for that, traveler,” Ganther waved his hand and asked, “Is there something you need?”

The Holy Walker hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“I think I might need to go back today, Master,” said the Holy Walker. “My homeland, Astonia. They need me.”

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"Of course, traveler."

Ganser floated into the air and patted him on the shoulder.

"Has the situation gotten worse where you'd like to go back anytime?"

"Yes. We have less and less water, and resources are being consumed rapidly. The sun's situation is getting worse every day, but at least the good news is that they are finally starting to listen to me."

“I’m sorry, Traveler. We are currently focusing all our efforts on developing a new ring,” Ganther said. “Perhaps we can find a way.”

“It’s alright, Master,” the Holy Walker smiled. “As you always tell us, everything will be alright. Even in the face of destruction, we will not give up hope.”

I will stand with my people to the death, and will give them hope as much as possible until my last breath.

Shen You, who had been listening from the sidelines, couldn't help but ask, "Your planet, does it sound like it's about to be destroyed?"

“Not our planet, but our sun,” the Holy Walker said. “But as a chain reaction, yes.”

The thought of a star's destruction immediately reminded Shen You of Krypton. It seemed that Krypton's demise was related to a problem with their star.

Shen You quickly realized that his research on Blue Light energy this month seemed to have uncovered a related aspect—igniting stars.

The original description of the seven lanterns' abilities states that this is a unique power of the Blue Lantern, capable of reviving dying stars. In the original Blue Lantern origin story, Astonia was saved by the Holy Walker. He was the first Blue Lantern in history, and after obtaining the ring, he rekindled the sun with the light of hope, becoming the "Messiah," the savior prophesied in their generational scriptures.

Blue Lantern inherently possesses this property, but Shen You hasn't had time to test it on a star yet.

Perhaps this is an opportunity.

"I'll go with you," Shen You said, standing up. "Let's see what I can do."

The Holy Walker clearly misinterpreted his words as something about helping maintain order on the planet and didn't take them too seriously. He expressed his gratitude, and the two immediately embarked on their journey to Astonia together.

With Shen You leading the way, there was no need for a spaceship. Astonia was located in Sector One, the same sector as Odim. With just one interstellar jump, Shen You brought the Holy Walkers back to his home planet.

The moment he landed, the residents quickly surrounded him.

Shen You soon realized that the Holy Walkers were not only leaders on this planet, but also the source of faith for these hard-won refugees.

When the apocalypse first arrived, the place was almost as chaotic as a scene from an Earth-based apocalyptic movie, with looting, arson, and vandalism. But the Holy Spirit kept preaching, day and night, until people started to listen. Until more and more people listened to him, and fewer and fewer people caused chaos.

"Chapter 3, Section 113."

The pilgrim stood before the dilapidated church, surrounded by his fellow countrymen who listened.

"Treat every day as if it were your first and last, because they are both worth celebrating. And when you face the end, we will face it together."

It must be said that there's a reason why Saint Walker became the leader of the Blue Lanterns. He lost everyone in his family but was still able to maintain hope, and even created such a loving, harmonious and mutually supportive post-apocalyptic environment. This mindset and talent can almost be called superpowers.

He rekindled the light in every desperate heart.

“Every day is a blessing,” the holy man said. “Everything will be alright.”

Everyone said in unison, "Everything will be alright."

It was at the very moment that the sound fell.

A beam of light shot into the sky.

Everyone involuntarily turned their heads, and when they saw the figure brought by the light, they involuntarily opened their mouths wide.

A giant.

Emerging from dazzling brilliance, a miraculous giant of light.

As the light faded, the red and silver giant stood on the earth, turning his head and looking down at the crowd below. Smoke swirled around him, and his golden eyes shone with divine light.

He nodded slightly.

It was only later that people realized he was paying homage to the Sunwalkers.

The next moment, the giant soared into the sky. He flew off the ground, creating a ring of transparent sonic booms in mid-air, his body radiating lightning as he charged toward the red-hot star.

Countless questioning gazes fell upon the Holy Walker, seemingly seeking an answer. But the Holy Walker himself looked equally bewildered, as if to say, "I don't know the answer either."

He was a little uncertain: "Mr. Shen Shenyou?"

"Look at that!"

Someone pointed to the sky, their voice trembling with surprise.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the delightful scene.

The sun, a symbol of despair, with its red-hot radiance that seemed poised to annihilate everything, suddenly turned blue at one point.

The scorching heat vanished, as if blue ripples were spreading out from the burning center, gradually engulfing the entire star.

Warm and peaceful, it seemed to possess a magical, comforting quality, with a miraculous azure glow.

Blue stars, from destruction to rebirth.

"Oh my god!"

Someone's mouth made mechanical sounds.

Yes, only a miracle can explain it now. To revive a dying star, to single-handedly pull back a dying galaxy that was practically on its deathbed, is beyond the limits of the Astonian people's imagination.

It was more than just a resurrection; the radiance released by the newborn sun in that instant enveloped the entire planet, spreading the light of hope into the hearts of everyone.

The Holy Walker's eyes widened, and the clear pupils reflected the figures he had longed for day and night.

The concrete image constructed from that blue light is his father, wife, and children.