Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

After a moment of silence, Osius suddenly remembered something and said with some emotion.

"Back then, someone invited me to join the company. But I took a different path. Is it possible that I arrived at Pierpoint before him?"

Potio paused slightly upon hearing this: "Is the person you're talking about a tall, dark-haired young man?"

"You know him?" Osius's expression shifted slightly.

Cowboy slapped his forehead: "Damn it, how could I forget about that? It's all because of that Taiyi Dream."

I remember now, that guy mentioned you to me. Don't think about it, he's a big shot in the company.

"An important person...?"

"What, regretting it?" Potio looked at him mockingly.

"Maybe if you had accepted the invitation back then, you would be a high-ranking official in the company by now."

“No.” Osius shook his head, his gaze calm: “If I had known his identity back then, I probably would have made the same choice.”

He glanced back at Potio and Ranpo, a smug smile playing on his lips:

"After all, children, don't forget your dreams of chivalry."

……

After passing through the stargate, and after a brief period of dizziness, Pierpoint's figure finally appeared before everyone.

After the physical discomfort subsided, the mental shock followed. The magnificent scene, even a glimpse from afar, was enough to take one's breath away.

Looking out the window, Sean couldn't help but recall the articles he had read when he first logged onto the interstellar network.

The two entities most skilled at constructing wonders in the universe are the City Builders and the Interstellar Peace Corporation. Now, this understanding has finally aligned with reality, resulting in a double dose of awe.

At this moment, both Sean and the three Sea Rangers, despite their differing views on the company, remained somewhat silent.

The spaceship's broadcast system sounded, and it slowly docked at the reception airport.

The company guide was already waiting at the bottom of the gangway, checking the list with a terminal, speaking in a businesslike tone:

"Gentlemen, your accommodations have been arranged. Pierpoint is very large, and many areas are not open to the public. Please do not go there without permission, or you will be responsible for the consequences."

Seeing the other person's sharp gaze, Sean shrank back and nodded repeatedly.

Before long, when he turned to look for the three guards, he found that they had disappeared again.

In the airport plaza, the three wandering knights leaned against the railing, gazing into the distance. Their faces showed no fear, only a sense of ease and contentment.

This is not because they are knowledgeable or unmoved by the sight before them, but because they all possess the heart of a strong person who is never easily swayed by external things.

“Brother, we’ve met by chance along the way.” Potio reappeared behind Sean at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

"But from now on, you go your way, and we'll go ours."

He lowered the brim of his hat: "I remember you've never seen us, and we've never seen you either."

Sean swallowed hard. "That company person said not to wander around, or you'll get arrested... Aren't you afraid?"

Upon hearing this, the three of them, including Potio, exchanged glances and suddenly burst into laughter.

“Sweetie, this is the funniest joke I’ve ever heard. As a reward…” he gestured.

"I can give them a bullet for you."

After saying that, the three of them turned and walked away into the distance, disappearing into the crowd under Sean's terrified gaze.

It wasn't until they turned into a secluded alley that Potio suddenly slowed down, pursing his lips: "Wait a minute, damn it, I should have asked where the market development department's territory is first? This place is so big, where am I supposed to find it?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than his terminal suddenly rang.

Potio looked down and his eyes lit up: "Hey, what a coincidence, the company's mole has arrived."

"Ha, what mole? They should be called insiders."

A distorted sound came from the terminal.

"You've already arrived? I didn't expect you to have brought people with you."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me how to find the target so we can finish this quickly and call it a day."

"Don't rush, cowboy, the time isn't right yet. Even if you find your target, I guarantee you won't even be able to get through the door."

Be patient. I've prepared three vehicles for you. Go to this coordinate first. Oh, and…”

The voice paused.

"If you don't want to be exposed too quickly, remember to obey the traffic rules here."

After the communication ended, the three followed the coordinates to a warehouse in the airport. After entering the identification code to open the door, three brand-new hovercrafts were quietly parked inside.

"Not bad," Potio whistled.

“Good taste,” Osius nodded.

"Silver Spear Asura, Gale Ninja—"

Luanpo couldn't wait to straddle a motorcycle painted with flames, his excitement almost overflowing.

"Let's go! This is so... cool!"

……

Chapter 393 Opening

There are three days left until the interstellar peace conference.

Office of the Head of Strategic Investments

As usual, Diamond stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the rows of buildings below.

Behind her, as the door opened, Opal walked in, a pacifier in her mouth.

Gazing at Diamond's retreating figure, he narrowed his eyes slightly, casually sitting on the sofa in the room with his two short legs dangling in mid-air.

"Are most of the attendees on the list here?" Diamond asked calmly without turning around.

"Hmm, everyone who was supposed to be here has been. The company gave the order, who would dare be late?" Opal took the pacifier off his hand, played with it for a moment, and said in a somewhat lazy tone:

"Besides, just as you predicted, uninvited trash also managed to sneak in. As you instructed, the people below are turning a blind eye."

"Just small fry, they'll amount to nothing. Your performance has been a bit sluggish lately, so pick a few high-bounty kills to make up for it."

Upon hearing Diamond's voice, Opal's youthful face instantly contorted into a cold, bloodthirsty smile, but that smile vanished in an instant. Diamond then asked:

"Has that silver wolf made a move?"

"We still haven't found her whereabouts." Opal's face was somewhat grim, and her voice was filled with resentment.

"Tsk, this brat got away last time, but this time... Mr. Diamond, let me deal with her!"

"Hmm." Diamond nodded slightly.

“I will stay at the venue and you will guard against her. The rest of the other ten Shi Xin people will take care of the rest of the venue.”

He pondered for a moment.

"She previously hijacked a live stream to declare war on the company. There are many different opinions online about the specific timing of the action, but she herself has never made a clear statement."

Now that Pierpont has gathered representatives from across the galaxy, we cannot passively wait and let her wreak havoc in front of everyone.

Diamond turned around, her gaze indifferent.

"Therefore, issue my order: the meeting is to be moved up again, and all delegates are to proceed to the conference center tomorrow. I want to see who gets impatient first."

...........

Sean sat in a flying car arranged by the company, passing through the core urban area filled with skyscrapers.

He had been somewhat alarmed by the sudden departure of the three people in his group, but as he gazed at the dazzling lights outside the window, he gradually calmed down.

The company's reception staff didn't ask about this at all, as if they didn't exist.

Sean didn't think much of it, just that he was lucky.

As the flying car slowly came to a stop, he was taken to a towering hotel in the city.

The hotel lobby alone was more grand than the Executive Yuan where he remembered the government in his hometown had awarded him a medal.

Opposite this hotel, there was an even more magnificent and imposing building.

Only after hearing what the receptionist said did he realize that it was the world-famous Interstellar Peace Hotel.

Sean had once come across a famous food blogger's restaurant review vlog on the interstellar network, and at the time he just felt that the place was as far away as another world.

Now it's so close, but the high threshold for entry still seems like an insurmountable barrier.

However, the food served at the hotel was already an eye-opener for him, with each dish far surpassing all the delicacies he had ever eaten back home.

After the meal, the staff gave him a guide to the available areas.

The other person was polite and smiled appropriately. But Sean always felt there was an invisible barrier between them.

Perhaps that's the aura that comes with the Pierpoint household registration, he thought.

He wandered aimlessly for a while on the pedestrian street in the city, surrounded by novel things he had never seen before.

High-end services, novel shops, cutting-edge technology... He was like someone visiting the city for the first time; the more he saw, the deeper his silence became.

As he walked, he stopped in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at his somewhat unfamiliar reflection in the glass.

He reached into his pocket, took out the pass, which had his registration information and origin printed on it.

He suddenly had an absurd thought: if he tore it up, would he be able to legally make it wet?

After a moment, he shook his head, smiled, and sighed.

What are you thinking about?

He is, after all, a representative of civilization. Even if his hometown is backward, it is still the place where he was born, the origin of his being.

Thinking about this, Sean's original mindset of just coming to broaden his horizons quietly gained an inexplicable weight.

He suddenly had some genuine anticipation for that interstellar peace conference.

"As long as I can understand even a little bit, as long as I can bring back even a tiny bit of useful information, then it won't be a wasted trip."

Just then, my phone vibrated in my pocket.