Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

Especially since this is Aha's game.

Who knows if that funny guy will suddenly jump out and say something after he's spent all his money on in-game purchases?

'Hahaha, doesn't this round count as a restart?'

This development is definitely a lot of fun!

And although he can take three items out after completing the game, he doesn't see anything of great value in this world that could make up for the fact that he actually went to buy a planetary light source to 'charge' the game.

"No!"

He suddenly frowned.

"This is the game of the Star God, so it must be closely related to destiny."

Even a seemingly unorthodox star god like Aha couldn't possibly have designed a world that was just an ordinary Western fantasy setting.

There must be something deeper, something valuable, in this.

He just hasn't seen it yet.

"alright."

He clapped his hands, as if he had made up his mind.

"Just buy one."

With Opal as a 'friend' in the strategic investment department, there's no need to worry about purchasing channels.

That P46 can casually give away storage items like the "heaven-defying" Omniscience Pouch, so creating a planetary-level light source should be a piece of cake for him.

But this way, I've incurred another favor.

Opal had already given him enough, plus a planetary-level light source...

He always felt that the person would come after him to repay an even bigger debt in the future.

"Wait a minute! Something's not right!"

He suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"I'm going to the Black Tower Space Station later, a genius research space station, it must have something like this, right?"

The Black Tower Space Station is a place that gathers the world's top scientific research talents.

Even without a readily available planetary-level light source, building one on-site shouldn't be too difficult for those brilliant researchers.

"Um......"

He stroked his chin, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

“Researchers who can gain the approval of Ms. Heta and follow her must be the best in their respective fields. A light source system covering the mainland may just be an ‘interesting little project’ to them.”

Lin Si thought about it more and more and felt it was feasible.

"Yes, perfect."

He felt a little better.

"But the game progress has to be commensurate with the money I spend on in-game purchases."

He tilted his head and began to calculate the time.

"Let's set a small goal first: save Onfaros in fifteen days!"

How long did it take Bellberg?

Ten days.

Although Onfaros is much larger than Beloborg, which is just a single city, saving Beloborg is tantamount to saving the entire planet.

Onfaros is an entire continent, so adding five days shouldn't be too much of a problem, right?

fifteen days.

That's enough.

Deep down, Celydra's expression froze subtly.

What did she hear?

"Fifteen days... to save Onfaros?"

She had just recovered from the shocking message that 'the Dawn Machine has a time limit' when she heard Lin Si's mutterings to herself.

Her brows furrowed suddenly.

She remained silent for a full five seconds.

"What arrogance!"

Lin Si had indeed dealt with the attack of the Suspended Peak Man earlier, and she knew that the weapons he used were indeed quite effective.

But Onfaros' predicament extends far beyond just the city of Suspended Peak.

The eternal night, the black tide, the will of the Titans, the hostility of the Sky People, and the ambitions of other city-states—all these things combined form a mountain that is almost impossible to overcome in a short time.

And this person casually said it would take fifteen days to resolve?

Even if he is a member of the Fire Chaser, or even the prophesied savior, it shouldn't be this outrageous, right?

She took a deep breath.

"I'd like to see,"

"How do you plan to complete the entire journey of chasing fire in fifteen days?"

Chapter 297 This really is a bathhouse?

"Caesar."

As the elevator platform returned to the ground, Lin Sigang stepped onto the stone slabs of the rooftop garden, and Heather's voice rang out behind her.

"Are we preparing a victory celebration tonight?"

Lin Si paused for a moment, then turned around to look at her.

A victory celebration?

He repeated the word, then waved his hand.

"You guys go ahead, I won't go."

He turned around, his gaze falling on the distant city.

The streets were bustling with people, the sunlight bathed the rooftops in a warm golden hue, and the air was filled with the faint aroma of food.

It is indeed a wonderful day for celebration.

But he still decided to go out to the outskirts of the city. He stroked his chin, as if he was plotting something.

Hathaway stood there watching him.

Her gaze lingered on him for a moment, as quiet as ever, yet subtly different from usual.

She didn't answer immediately, nor did she nod and say 'I understand' as before; she just stood there, as if waiting for something.

Lin Si waited a few seconds, but received no response, so she turned her head and glanced at her.

"What's up?"

"It's nothing."

Heather lowered her eyelids, turned and left.

Lin Si watched her figure disappear at the garden entrance, but didn't think much of it and turned her gaze back to the distance.

He had a general idea of ​​what the city of Ohma was like, but he knew nothing about what the areas outside the city were like, or what the remote, unlit areas were like.

And if possible, he would like to find a place similar to a library to see the books in the world.

Whether it's the myths of the Titans, the records of the nobility, or the accounts of eternal night, they can all help him understand the operating logic of this world more quickly.

But Heather's emotions were clearly not as calm as his.

She walked along the corridor of the Marble Palace, her pace slightly faster than usual.

The celebration banquet was just a pretext for her to bring it up; what she was really thinking about was something else.

Given Caesar's temperament, he would have reacted to Serones and Fros's direct confrontation to some extent. Even if he didn't punish them, he wouldn't have simply dismissed it with a casual "I don't need you to tell me the answer now."

But today, Caesar simply waved his hand.

Of course, this is not conclusive evidence. It is normal for a monarch's attitude to change depending on his mood.

What really bothered her was something else.

Caesar did not attend every banquet, even though he promised to find her a 'feast that never ends'.

Because she said,

"Caesar's high position is both an honor and a confinement; if the king were to take his seat, it would only prevent his subjects from enjoying themselves."

But today, Ohma has repelled the formidable enemy, the Hovering Man. In the past, Caesar would definitely attend this victory celebration and say a few words to boost morale.

But today.....

Heather slowed her pace a little.

She turned a corner along the corridor and headed towards the courtyard where Ti Bao and the others often stayed.

She did not seek out Labinus, Seneca, or Apollonius, who were Caesar's direct subordinates.

If she directly confronts them and states that she suspects the current Caesar is not the same Caesar as before, they will definitely become anxious and worried, and cause some trouble.

But Tibo and Aglaia are different.

Although they accepted the knighthood, their relationship with Caesar was merely one of cooperation.

Furthermore, as a woman of destiny, Ti Bao must be able to see some clues.

Heather's figure disappeared behind the golden flower stand at the entrance of the courtyard.

Meanwhile, in the rooftop garden.

Lin Si was leaning on the stone railing, her gaze falling on a very interesting creature on the street below.

He had been observing those things for a while.

With a long neck, a huge body, and four thick legs that stood firmly on the stone road like four pillars.

It has two small horns on its head, and its skin is a different color.

A businessman-looking man led the way, pulling a rope, followed by seven or eight large earth beasts, who walked slowly down the street in a line.

"This is the Earth Beast?"

He tilted his head and examined them; after all, they were species he had never seen before, and he was indeed somewhat interested in them.

These big guys didn't walk fast, their steps were steady, and every step carried a kind of 'I'm not in a hurry anyway' kind of composure.

Occasionally, one of them would stop, lower its head, and take a bite of something by the roadside, only to be tugged by the rope in front of it before it started walking again.

"I must say, the little thing is quite cute."

He couldn't help but laugh.

"Um......"

He pinched his chin, and suddenly an idea popped into his head.

Surely a monarch has a mount?

Since Caesar was the king of Ohma, it was unlikely that he would always travel on foot.

What will her mount be?

A horse-drawn carriage? That's too ordinary.

Riding a beast? That's more in line with the temperament of a monarch.

He looked down at the large earth beasts that were leisurely moving forward, and the more he looked at them, the more majestic they seemed.

With its enormous size, steady gait, and those two small horns that, though not large, looked quite imposing, what king wouldn't want to keep one?

"It's decided."