Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

Miss Snow paused for a moment before continuing to ask—

"So, our commission is to test-fly this warship?"

"Of course—and it wasn't just an ordinary test voyage. After Chicken Head and I studied the stargate you brought back, we made a prototype inter-world travel device for a warship, and inspired by that, Velvey and Miss May created inter-world communication technology."

"Initially, we conducted experiments between our home world and World 1, and the results were good. This time, we need to perform blind jumps, which is to see if we can accurately jump to another world if there is no corresponding stargate to establish a connection with our world."

"Do you understand now, Miss Snow Apocalypse, Grand Marshal of the Great Human Federation?"

"...So you have a general understanding of the inter-world shuttle experiment?"

Snow stroked his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

"What about the warship's weapons?"

"Most of the installations have been completed, and on the 17th, a separate thread was specially set aside to assist us."

"We just don't know what to name the main gun—Joyce and Yang, for some reason, insist on giving this warship's main gun a special name..."

"Since it's a world shuttle, let's just call it the Rainbow Cannon—"

Snow shrugged...then muttered something under his breath.

"Anyway, the time management department next door will definitely not come asking us for copyright fees..."

"Speaking of which—who came up with the name 'Supreme Mandate of Heaven'? It sounds quite nice, doesn't it?"

Miss Snow muttered something to herself and looked at Dr. Tesla on the screen—

"Who else could it be? Your golden retriever... no, he's a winner in life now—anyway, it was your father who named him. It sounds nice, and it has a lot of presence... but I just can't stand it."

"Doctor, how many people will you be bringing? I'm here to help Fu Hua find the treasure, so I'm bringing Jiu Xiao and Fu Hua. Also, Ancestor Kevin is planning to come."

"Our side? I've brought Ryoma's daughter and Siegfried's two daughters with me—these three kids are here to learn from us and improve their education, according to their parents."

"Otherwise, they'll just be fighting everywhere, and they won't even know how to use their Herrscher abilities properly."

"Alright..."

*Your author is back from a half-cleaning break and has updated!*

*I still need to mop the floor this afternoon, 15:51

Chapter 557 Ai-chan's Dark History.jpg

"You two can continue your conversation, I won't disturb you?"

Seeing the blond bishop deep in conversation with the two doctors, Ai-chan wisely chose to run away.

Of course, this is only a "relatively" wise choice—if this artificial intelligence were truly intelligent enough, she should have slipped away quietly right now instead of politely greeting Miss Snow.

"Cabbage... Pshaw, Ai-i Hyperion—"

Miss Snow, whose attention was drawn back by Ai-chan's excuse, narrowed her eyes and looked at the artificial idiot who was about to run away, as if she had thought of something interesting.

"Boss... is there anything else?"

Theoretically speaking, Ai Hyperion, an artificially disabled person without sweat glands, was now covered in cold sweat.

"I think I mentioned that I'd have you go to Schicksal to help Prometheus 17 and Void Archives process some documents later, right?"

A merciless iron hand grabbed Ai Hyperion's head as she tried to turn and run away...

"Handling documents... Boss, Ai-chan isn't good at that..."

Ai-chan, whose head was being pinched, stood there trembling, looking at Miss Snow Apocalypse with an awkward smile.

"You're not good at it, are you?"

Upon hearing this, the blonde girl narrowed her eyes and moved even closer to examine the artificial idiot in front of her...

Ai-chan had never seen anything like this before. After a brief period of overload, her thought process quickly turned to malice—"I love Ai-hyperion, a veteran of three dynasties. I served the previous civilization, contributed to Schicksal, so what's wrong with enjoying a peaceful life in the Human Federation now!"

Ai-chan, who had been thinking this way, immediately blurted out—

"No means no! Asking me to work? Never in my life! Not even if the King of Heaven himself came!"

Amidst the "you actually dared to say that?" expressions of the remaining crowd, Miss Snow, one of the parties involved, nodded—

"I see. Well, it seems I don't need to keep this a secret from you anymore, Ai-chan..."

Miss Snow nodded thoughtfully after listening to Ai-Ei Hyperion's speech.

"Then, it's time to broadcast this 'hopeful' video to all of St. Freya... no, to all of Destiny..."

"Wait—boss, what video is this?!"

Ai-chan's ominous sixth sense, emanating from the artificial intelligence, promptly stopped the blond bishop from doing what he was about to do, giving him an expression that said, "We're all good friends, let's talk things out and discuss it."

"Of course it's this hopeful video—if it's released, Ai-chan, you'll definitely become the number one idol in Destiny, right??"

Miss Snow took out her phone and played a video in front of everyone present—

[Spirit of Flame - Draw your sword!]

Let thunder cleanse all sins!

[Reloaded Bunny, Ride on!]

Cold sweat crept onto Ai-Ei Hyperion's forehead, from the forehead of this former civilization's artificially disabled AI, and this was not the end...

Please accept this token of your appreciation.

[Heavenly Fire, unsheathed!]

Everything has been burned, and I too will be destroyed without a trace...

.....

No matter what price humanity pays—

Aside from the current generation's three elite families of St. Freya Academy, even the heroes of the previous civilization could not escape this fate...

"I should say it's a good thing mine wasn't among them...."

Jiu Xiao glanced at Fu Hua and Kevin, whose faces had darkened, and shrugged...

"No, Jiuxiao, you have one too—and your lines are even more heavyweight..."

Snow tilted his head, released the pause button, and continued playing...

I admire your will, determination, and ideals, so I will take you through hardship, torment, and despair.

War, famine, plague, death—the only value this world has is the creation of these few syllables.

"........"

Miss Jiuxiao fell silent under the gaze of the others.

"Um...you really said that?"

Snow touched his chin curiously and looked at his friend with some curiosity.

"No."

With a dark expression, Jiuxiao immediately rejected Miss Snow's guess. The Houraiji Jiuxiao, who was physically surrounded by black mist, seemed to want to undergo a second transformation and start tearing apart cabbage.

"Really not?"

Undeterred by her growing curiosity, Miss Snow pressed on, asking, "If Ai-chan had simply recited those lines, no one would have reacted so strongly. After all, everyone has a few weird and embarrassing moments in their past..."

However, the person in front of them, dressed in a cosplay outfit, had somehow replicated everyone's clothes exactly, striking strange poses and reciting everyone's strange lines.

This gave all the "victims" present the thought—since you knew everything, you should be made to disappear from this world forever...

"Of course...no—"

Having her previously unrevealed dark past exposed, Miss Jiuxiao, now completely blackened, pinched Ai-chan's little head.

"I prefer another sentence to what's in the video..."

"Boss Jiuxiao? Spare me, Boss Jiuxiao! Boss Snow, save me!!"

Sensing something was increasingly wrong, Ai-chan, who was about to run away, was grabbed by the head and lifted into the air by a certain Apocalypse Knight—

"The stage for tragedy lies ahead, promising either a farcical performance or death—!"

"Help!!!"

--

"Now, Ms. Ai Hyperion—do you have any objections to assisting Prometheus 17 and Void Archives with paperwork at Skypiea Headquarters for the next few days or even weeks?"

Miss Snow, who had rescued Cabbage Head from the clutches of the Great Demon Lord Apocalypse, picked him up and raised her question again.

"No objections whatsoever!! I can set off right now!!!"

After seeing Snow carrying the Greatsword of War on his back, Kevin wielding the Cataclysm Plus Rro Max, and Fu Hua sharpening the Xuanyuan Sword, Ai-chan nodded her head faster than she could pound garlic.

"Oh? Ai-chan, didn't you just say you just couldn't do it, and you would never do it even if you were beaten to death?"

The blonde girl gave a mischievous grin—

"Ai-chan, you're not lying to us because you think we can't hold you accountable since we're leaving soon, are you?"

"No, absolutely not—! Boss, you have to trust the learning speed of artificial intelligence! I've already learned it, I've completely learned it!!!"

Seeing that Miss Snow seemed to have the idea of ​​feeding herself to the three ravenous old men behind her, Ms. Ai Hyperion's survival instinct immediately kicked in to its maximum...

"You've learned it? That's good—so, when we get back we'll ask everyone about your slacking off, Ai-chan?"

"Boss, does that mean you're accepting that I'll slack off?!"

Chapter 558 Our new warships have surpassed the old Hyperion!

Not long after Ai-chan left, Miss Snow Apocalypse led everyone onto the new warship. Dr. Tesla, who was accompanying them on the tour, was incessantly boasting about the technological marvels the warship possessed.

Of course, for Miss Snow, Dr. Lobster Head's incessant chatter conveyed only one message—

Our new warship, the Supreme Destiny, surpasses the old Hyperion and the Glorious Covenant.

"The main structure and external coating of this warship are all made of Soul Steel. Even if damaged, the nanobots have extremely strong repair capabilities and specialized adaptability to different types of damage—"

It seems that Dr. Lobster Head has indeed put a lot of effort into this warship. She has been leading everyone for more than ten minutes now, and her talking shows no sign of stopping, with almost no repeated words.