Brain bloom

There must be some amazing story or incredible secret hidden behind it all, something that could explain everything that's happening now. For example, why she came here, and that meteor shower that destroyed the Earth... Her curiosity was immediately piqued.

But Senshi shook his head.

"It seems that deliberately being lucky back then did have some effect."

A smile curved Sen Shi's lips, like the warm sun of early spring melting ice and snow. What she held in her hand was not some mystery, but a miracle of chance. At least for now, she believed in miracles.

“King of the Ancient Demons,” she whispered to the owl.

"The coffin bearers..."

"My panacea is very expensive."

“I… am penniless now and can’t give you anything.”

“Poor wretch, my slingshot doesn’t kill poor wretch.” She sighed dramatically. “Then let Yuan pay the price himself after he wakes up, as the Dawn Princess who rules the realm of demons.”

The ancient Demon King had lost his wisdom, lost everything in his mind. The memories accumulated over countless years were now a blank. He was bewildered, unable to understand the meaning of this being of the seasons.

She—lent a helping hand?

Is that so...? The ancient demon king was filled with questions and confusion.

Mori turned to his compatriot who had just woken up: "Now, what else do we need?"

"...Fix it."

"Oh?"

"If it can be repaired, you can put the girl you want to save into that lonely city, and the curse will stop worsening and devouring her life. Then, you will have time to find the gravedigger—if the gravedigger is still alive."

It sounds like it's not difficult at all.

Mori carefully examined the pocket watch, trying to find a way to repair it. She hadn't honed so many life skills for nothing, nor was she arrogant about being a master. But the deeper she looked, the more desperate Mori felt.

It's probably not that easy.

The mimosa tried to explain everything objectively. She didn't want her words to become the hope of these people, because the despair that followed would be even greater.

"It must be repaired before the curse kills that girl. But... you need the original blueprints and a whole bunch of the same materials used to make it. The leftovers were thrown away somewhere by the gravedigger... She probably only has a few hours left to live, so perhaps... you should find another way."

"Leaving aside the design plans—you mean the tomb keeper's legacy?"

The mimosa blinked, a hint of surprise in her eyes, as if wondering why Sen knew so much.

But out of goodwill towards her compatriots, she nodded in affirmation.

At this moment, the ancient Demon King finally awoke from his daze, his aura threatening to engulf everything in his path. He also found useful clues within his long history of memories.

"—The blueprints! The ancient dragon that shattered truth knows them, yes… Fernanda knows them! I'm going to find her!"

"There's not enough time..."

“No, let’s give it a try.” Mori exhaled a puff of white breath, which contained all his hesitation and unease. “Owl, if we can’t do it ten minutes before the curse of wish takes effect, then come find me.”

"……Thanks."

"But I don't want to see you."

"Ha...me too!"

The ancient demon king finished speaking with a mixture of laughter and tears, then took a feather from the cloak on Yuan's shoulder and handed it to Sen Shi; it was for communication. Such a massive project would probably have to be undertaken separately.

After exchanging nods of greeting, the ancient demon king vanished. Though it could no longer control time, it still sought to challenge its cruel and relentless passage.

Mori was also eager to try.

"There are still a few hours until sunrise... I'll give it a try, may good fortune protect me." She licked her dry lips, her unusually calm mind racing. "Senior Mimosa, may I ask what exactly is needed to repair it?"

"I hope you're not too upset... If you're in a hurry, one person can't finish it all."

Volume 1, Chapter 339: Another "War"

Sen Shi seemed to be deep in thought as he continued rummaging through his bag.

"Then we need more people, we need craftsmen, right?"

“Hmm, skilled in fine craftsmanship.” Mimosa crossed her arms, pondered for a while, and occasionally said, “If I remember correctly… there are at least a hundred individual parts… which need to be manufactured according to the design drawings, and one person cannot do it.”

"Then find a hundred craftsmen."

"We still need to gather materials... If only you knew where those things were located..."

"Thank you, Mimosa-senpai."

Mori couldn't resist hugging her, causing the mimosa pudica that had just unfurled on her head to curl up shyly once more. She herself, like a startled little rabbit, stiffened, her face flushed, and let Mori hug her.

"Dandelions will be very happy to see fellow dandelions besides me."

"...I...I want to go back to sleep and wait for Yiyun to call me," she said, sobbing with her head down.

"At least until this night is over."

"Ah."

After receiving a response from the communication device, Mori wasted no more time and stared at everything displayed on the other side of the picture frame.

In order to get more help, she contacted the country that was theoretically hers.

Its spokesperson, B, looked at his god with a weary expression.

“We are willing to accept any... divine punishment.” She was on the verge of tears, and even her imposing silver helmet could not erase her despair.

"Where are you?"

“My God… I am in Silver Ring City. After we disobeyed you, I rushed to Silver Ring City to atone for our sins, but you are no longer here… Princess Dandelion said you are very angry… And, is there any hope left for this world?”

“I’ll be right there. Gather the best craftsmen in town right now and have them wait for me in a square or something.”

Mori summoned the Thundercloud Insect and the Mimosa, then flew at top speed to Silver Ring City. Mori put away the picture frame and used another item to contact Melia.

"Dad! What's happening in the world...?"

Fortunately, they communicated through pen and paper, so Senshi didn't have to be questioned by Mimosa, who said, "You actually have this kind of hobby? Such a beautiful girl, you actually like people calling you dad!"

Sen Shi quickly started writing.

"To save the cause, awaken all capable individuals and send them to dig at the location I indicate. Bring me anything they find. The sooner the better. Use every means possible, contact everyone you can, even flying monsters or teleportation magic, right?"

"For the sake of my wish? Okay." She didn't ask anything else, nor did she reply.

It wasn't until Mori wrote down all the memories buried in his mind on paper and recorded them with ink.

Those were place names, marked with their exact locations in the simplest and most understandable way. She needed the whole world to move and collect everything for her. They had just saved the world; this request wasn't unreasonable—at least, that's what Mori thought.

……

The figure of the ancient Demon King appeared above the plaza in the sacred ground of the Holy Coffin Kingdom.

There were fewer warriors gathered here, for they knew of their defeat, and many had gone to the church to pray. They prayed that God would forgive their unintentional actions, or perhaps, to calm their own hearts.

This was supposed to be a fictional religious idol—the coffin bearer—

It truly exists.

Moreover, she is said to be a remarkably beautiful young woman.

The sky is blue because it envies the blue hair of the coffin bearers. Amber can record history because of the amber pupils of the coffin bearers, which have witnessed the long history across time... At least that's what believers have heard.

The ancient demon king was quite surprised as to why the Holy Land was so relaxed and discussing topics it couldn't understand.

But its desolate aura still plunged the entire Holy Coffin Kingdom into despair.

"You have indeed abandoned your divinity..." The Woodpecker Master greeted it first. "I sense your anger. What exactly happened? And this dawn, was it your doing?"

"Long time no see, Neil, old friend."

"you……"

"The human world is safe, the war has been won. The Coffin Bearers have slain the evil god Hodge, and we—are now fighting another war."

The owl, formed by the shadows, spoke proudly.

"This war is no longer about saving the world, but about saving one person. But for me, it's worth far more than the whole world."

"If you need my help, just ask. If not, I'll still wish you victory."

The ancient demon king habitually flapped his wings: "So—where did my old enemy, that old E'long, go?"

Master Woodpecker pointed to a small house: "She was afraid of having her sleep schedule disrupted, so she found a dark place to hide."

After expressing his gratitude, the shadow of the ancient demon king vanished and disappeared into the house. It was as if he were in the middle of the night, with only a few lights reflecting on an intricate map, while Fernanda sat calmly in a wooden chair with her eyes closed.

"I sensed your arrival. Tell me, what do you need my help with?"

"The blueprints for the City of Clocks".

"...I thought you came to ask me for help. After all, some incredibly powerful force once harbored murderous intent towards you."

The ancient demon king was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. If that were truly the case, it might indeed set aside its dignity and pride to come seeking help.

"Ha, those were the coffin carriers—it's a complicated story, I'll tell you later. I need the blueprints for the Clock City, you haven't forgotten."

"I'll help you this time since you're willing. That design is one of the most intricate things in the world. Neither paper nor your brain can capture its detail. It's normal that you didn't participate and don't know about it."

"That……"

"The gravedigger's magic of fate transformed it into a book. A book of boundless content, even possessing a soul. Everything about the blueprints is recorded within it."

"A library that is endless, but has a beginning and an end."

"Well, let's go."

"Thank you for your answer. As for the price..." The Ancient Demon King, as usual, assessed the value of the deal.

"cost?"

It couldn't help but chuckle: "Ha... occupational hazard, thanks."

Fernanda slightly opened her eyes and watched the ancient demon king leave with a rare smile.

After a while, Melia hurriedly told her Senshi's request. Listening to the list of locations, Fernanda was somewhat surprised, but she roughly understood what they wanted to do... Since that was the case, she might as well do her part, after all, she was Melia's close friend.

“Tell Sen that I will bring ten of the boxes to her, and it won’t take even half a second.”

"Is what's buried... a box? How interesting... By the way, quite a few treasure chests were unearthed when the Chaos Land was founded. Maybe Dad needs one?"