Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

The man stopped waving his wine glass, as if he had sensed something was wrong.

"Do you remember our conversation when we met again at the St. Freya Academy's big database, Dad?"

The blonde girl gave a gentle smile...

"...You said you would stop me, and then make me apologize to everyone I've hurt—or get a beating?"

The man had a good memory and clearly recalled every detail of the time.

"Oh, and you even punched me in the face back then..."

Otto shook his head, seemingly somewhat helpless.

“But my daughter—you don’t seem to have succeeded, or are you planning to defeat me here?”

Although he had a vague sense of unease, Mr. Otto, adhering to the belief that anything without solid theoretical support is a paper tiger, decisively ignored these warnings...

Of course, this disregard will make him regret it for the rest of his life in the next few hours—why didn't I run away back then?

"Oh dear, is Dad still planning to fool himself? Or is it because I only left some minor details that you didn't guess?"

The girl also gave an Apocalypse-esque fake smile, looking at the man in front of her. Only Theresa, holding a glass of milk, gave a "QWQ?" look as she watched the Apocalypse father and daughter arguing.

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"for example?"

The blond man raised an eyebrow and looked at his daughter...

"For example, the usage data and observation records of the Thousand Worlds One Vehicle—do you need me to help you recall them, Dad?"

"Wait...wait a minute—"

"The Thousand Worlds Journey retrieved from London has just been activated—leaving behind a record of unknown coordinates."

"It seems you've mistaken this record for a coordinate in the Sea of ​​Quanta, Dad? If you compare it with the coordinate that that goofy goose brought back—"

"You'll find that your dear daughter didn't go to the Sea of ​​Quanta at all, but to the Tree of Imaginary Numbers—"

Cold sweat began to break out on the man's back...

"Oh, and also—the Thousand Realms One Ride experiment in Changkong City detected the appearance of 12 individuals, including 10 medium to large-sized constructs and 2 humanoid individuals."

"The Undying Blade's combat report indicates that a total of 10 imaginary god remains were annihilated, eight medium-sized and two large—Dad, don't you want to guess what those two humanoid figures were, and where they went???"

Cold sweat broke out on the man's steely forehead—his right hand, holding the wine glass, began to tremble slightly...

"Oh, by the way~ my dear old man—can you guess who those two humanoid figures are? One is your dear daughter, and who is the other???"

Mr. Otto was sweating profusely.

The man seemed to understand where his ominous premonition of the past few days had come from, and began his final struggle...

"My dear child, New York a few days ago... you were just taking pictures for fun, weren't you??"

The blonde girl remained silent and smiled at her sweaty father in front of her.

"My dear daughter, she must have just been taking pictures for fun, right...?"

The girl was still smiling, her expression unreadable... They say daughters are their fathers' little angels, but judging from the current situation, the relationship between the father and daughter in the Apocalypse family...

—It looks more like the Iron Maiden of the Middle Ages, chilling to the bone.

"Ahem—let's not talk about this, let's not talk about this, let's eat, let's eat first, otherwise the food will get cold, haha."

After chuckling twice, Mr. Otto Apocalypse, completely outmaneuvered, changed the subject and looked at Theresa.

"Little Theresa, why didn't you bring Judas with you this time? — You've always loved Judas and never let him out of your sight, have you?"

Clearly, Mr. Otto was a genius at changing the subject in some ways... This question made Theresa, who had been watching the masters sparring while she was just drinking her milk, stop what she was doing and give Otto an awkward, ambiguous expression.

"—It's been lent out."

Finally, Theresa thought about it and gave this reply...

As for who to borrow from, who could borrow Judas, manipulate him so skillfully, and then easily obtain him directly from Theresa...?

Lord Otto knows this much better than the two before him...

“…”

After a brief moment of thought, Lord Otto revealed a twisted expression that was both a cry and a laugh, and asked the two "good children" before him—

"My children, shall we go through the motions...? Or...?"

...

Theresa and Snow exchanged a glance, then nodded after confirming something....

"Grandpa, have you read any interesting historical anecdotes about China?"

"what?"

"Ah, so you mean... five hundred axemen smashing a cup as a signal or something—?"

Theresa thought for a moment and added—but this didn't attract Otto's attention....

What truly caught Otto's attention was Miss Snow, who was standing nearby raising her glass...

"The ancients generally used bronze cups, so they wouldn't make a sound if dropped on the ground—"

"Are we really going to use smashing the cup as a signal...?"

Mr. Otto tensed up, staring intently at the wine glass in his daughter's hand—

"Well, we still have to look at the stemmed glass—"

The wine glass in Snow's hand was gently released and fell onto the marble floor with a crisp, bright sound.

Just like the starting gun in a race... Mr. Otto shot off like an arrow, while outside the door, shouts of battle immediately filled the air.

"Sorry, Dad—we've gone through a shorter process, so now it's time to start the fight."

"Lord Otto has run away—!!!"

Looking at the door her father had slammed open, and the town outside that instantly lit up with lights upon hearing the news, the girl shrugged.

"Did you just kick Grandpa? He didn't seem to run away... he seemed to fly away..."

Theresa glanced at Snow beside her and tilted her head in confusion.

"No--"

The girl turned her head away.

Good morning, votes!

Let's get him!

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"A massive team-building event by Destiny..."

Standing atop the town's clock tower, Miss Snow held a bowl of noodles cooked by Miss Rita and gazed at the brightly lit town, sighing in admiration.

"Oh—no, the people from Anti-Entropy are here too."

In the girl's view, a high-speed transport plane marked with an anti-entropy symbol was parked in the open space of the town square under the moonlight....

Those who disembarked from the plane were none other than the same old acquaintances... Walter Young, Walter Joyce, and Dr. Tesla and Dr. Einstein...

"Dr. Lobster Head has brought out his Titan mech again..."

"Dr. Einstein was so much better—he only brought a physics crowbar...?"

Before Miss Snow could finish speaking, Dr. Einstein whispered a few words to Mr. Joyce in the distance, and the latter nodded knowingly...

Then an Alahato Mini was projected... Although it's called a mini, it's still as tall as three Titans...

"I didn't say anything—is it true that the quieter someone looks, the more ruthless they are when they actually hit someone?"

After a moment of reflection, Snow began to focus his attention on his father's movements...

"Oh dear, Dad's going to run into Siegfried's family—I hope he's alright."

"It's a pity today isn't Father's Day... otherwise this would have been a decisive blow—"

At the top of the clock tower, Jiuxiao emerged, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the incredibly lively scene below.

"Hmm...didn't you go to take care of Ningdi?"

Snow looked at Jiu Xiao, who had also run over to watch the show, and tilted his head in confusion.

"My dear mother-in-law wants to give her darling granddaughter a good rub today—so I'm basically out of things to do now?"

Jiuxiao shrugged, indicating that Ningdi had been taken away by Karen.

"I originally wanted to go play with little Sirin... but little Sirin and little Gretchen were having a lot of fun, so I didn't disturb them."

"I think... the main reason you didn't interfere is that Kosmo, who's playing with those two kids, must have been through a lot... If you joined in, you'd be Kosmo number two..."

Snow glanced at Jiuxiao and rolled his eyes.

"Ahem, ahem, I see through it but don't say it, I see through it but don't say it—besides, I have something important to ask you."

After coughing a few times, Jiu Xiao looked at Snow in front of him, his expression turning serious...

"Oh, what important matter is it?"

The blonde girl tilted her head curiously.

"When you were all so focused on screwing over Otto, did you forget that he took the place of the Herrscher of Binding???"

Jiuxiao looked at the town below, its lights twinkling, with a strange expression, and rolled his eyes.

"From what I can see right now, I think your father has neither the opportunity nor the possibility of taking over the position of the Herrscher of Binding?"

"Have you thought about who should take over the power of restraint? Or should you just send in some random person and let Wendy make a friend to trick fate back?"

"What do you mean by deceiving back destiny...? What kind of pyramid scheme or fraud gang are we—and the position of the Restraint Herald has already been filled."

Snow's answer far exceeded Miss Jiuxiao of Penglai Temple's expectations. She stared blankly at her partner, seemingly at a loss for words...

"Someone's here? Who is it???"

After being completely bewildered, Jiu Xiao was naturally filled with intense curiosity, and she immediately pressed for details about who the owner of the power was.