Why are all the people in my chat group rumored to be from the outside world?

Precys let out a laugh that seemed to find amusing: "Heh, you mean the reason for walking in with her left foot? That was just a little joke to lighten the mood, of course. How could I punish her for something so trivial? After all, Kal'tsit is, in a sense, a precious result of the Doctor and my... joint efforts, right?"

"so……"

Precyth's smile faded slightly: "The real reason is that when she got out of bed this morning, she stepped out with her right foot first."

Haha, Kal'tsit, I've done my best. Just try your best to survive.

Just as the doctor was trying to escape by saying he was hungry and was going to the cafeteria, a hand landed on his other, tense shoulder.

A voice, like a cold wind whispering in one's ear, rang out softly: "Doctor, why don't you ever ask me who your most adorable junior is...?"

Oh, how bitter!

-

Raiden Mei wants to become strong, she wants to become the strong who will rule the world!

Only in this way can she make the world the way she wants it to be!

To achieve this, she must work harder and harder, putting in far more effort than the average person, in order to become the person she aspires to be.

Fists and swords clashed repeatedly!

The two figures collided repeatedly, almost turning into afterimages. [Lightning] seized the opportunity and slashed horizontally with his sword!

However, Fu Hua reacted quickly enough and defended firmly, throwing a punch that sent him flying.

Looking at Raiden Mei, who was panting heavily, Fu Hua's face showed admiration.

"I didn't expect you to have improved so much in such a short time. I've only ever seen such talent in Durandal."

Looking at the ability she had gained on this journey, [Mind's Eye. Fake], she shook her head: "This power does not belong to me, but I will use it to push myself to higher peaks."

Fu Hua smiled and said, "Although I don't know what you've been through, your thinking is absolutely correct. There's still time, so let's continue."

[Lightning] took a deep breath: "Then I'm going in."

The two resumed their sparring until midnight. [Lightning] collapsed to the ground, exhausted and panting heavily.

Fu Hua had already left the training ground, until [Thunder] recovered a little and got up from the ground.

She planned to have lunch first, and then go to the two PhDs to learn about physics.

During the walk, Mei suddenly had an idea.

"Lightning, isn't it a bit of a waste of time for us to spend each day practicing swordsmanship and studying?"

"It is indeed a waste of time. It would be great to be able to do both of these things at the same time, but how is that possible?"

"No! I have an idea, but I need to ask Mr. Tesla first. If the method is feasible, perhaps we can do both things at the same time."

"I see, I understand now! As expected of you, Mei!"

Just as the two were deep in thought, a white-haired girl and a gray-haired little girl appeared behind her, watching her.

"Mei, aren't you trying a little too hard?"

"Bronya prefers to call it 'desperate' rather than 'effort'."

Kiana sighed. The other person was working so hard that she didn't dare to go over and disturb them.

Speaking of being bothered, it seems that every time I go to see Mei, Raiden takes over control of the body, and Raiden's attitude towards me seems a bit...annoying.

Volume 1: Chapter 105 Destiny...is meant to be broken.

"Your body has undergone some interesting changes again," Möbius said casually, waving a vial of blood in his hand.

“There have indeed been some changes. By the way, Professor, what will happen with these changes?” Kevin asked Möbius.

After putting down the vial of blood, Mebius spun his chair around to look at Kevin. Under Kevin's somewhat worried gaze, Mebius looked him up and down and then chuckled, "Anyway, it won't affect you and your girlfriend."

Kevin blushed. "Professor, that's not what I meant."

Mebius waved his hand casually: "If it's not that, all I can say is that your physique is enviable in its health and astonishing in its strength, something many people can only dream of."

"Is that so? That's good." Kevin breathed a sigh of relief. If someone else had said that, he might have been a little worried, but it was Mebius. He should trust him.

"Then I won't bother you any longer, Professor. Thank you so much for your help today."

"Hmph! It's just a win-win situation. You provided me with some pretty good experimental data. Come back to me next time if there are any changes." Just as Mebius was about to turn around and take a closer look at the data in his hand, he suddenly remembered something and called out to Kevin, who had just turned to leave.

"and many more."

Kevin turned around in confusion.

"I almost forgot to tell you, in a while, the Golden Courtyard is organizing a large team-building event, it's about that guy named Ember..."

Möbius tapped his fingertips lightly on the table: "Find a way to invite him over. Oh, and if he has any particularly close friends, bring them along too. The more the merrier!"

Kevin looked at the kind-faced Mebius and knew almost without thinking that the other man was definitely seeking revenge for that night.

So here's the question: should we help or not?

Helping Möbius? That's like pushing your own brother into a snake pit, betraying your own comrade!

This is just... this is just too awesome!

Kevin didn't say anything, he just gave a thumbs up.

Their eyes met, and a knowing smile appeared on their lips at the same time.

-

As Ember was getting used to his new power, he felt a chill down his spine. He lost control of the power in his hand and exploded like a bomb in the ruins!

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a slightly disheveled figure staggered out.

Yu Jin brushed the dust off his clothes, his brow furrowed, and muttered in confusion, "Strange, why do I keep feeling a chill down my back lately? Could it be..."

He subconsciously touched his lower back, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Kidney deficiency? That doesn't make sense?"

Yu Jin narrowed his eyes.

Could it be that those guys in the group are up to something?

The more Yu Jin thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Just as he was figuring out how to make the first move, at that moment...

A soft voice quietly sounded beside him: "Are you alright, Ember?"

As the embers turned their heads, they saw shattered sunlight piercing through the dust and falling on the dreamlike figure in mid-air. Gwyndolin hovered silently, his long silver hair moving slightly without wind.

Yu Jin shook his head.

"It's nothing, it's just that I didn't control my strength just now."

Gwyndolin nodded, glanced at the damaged surroundings, and after a moment's thought, said, "You don't seem to be very good at using this power."

"It takes a while to get used to it." Yu Jin clenched his fist.

“In battle, I’m used to focusing all my attention on every swing of the sword and every parry. But this…” He released his grip, and a small, restless flame leaped and twisted in his palm.

"It's like your body is fighting in the real world, but your mind is also distracted by describing another illusory battlefield."

The ability to project magic is like one's own will. If it were just about having great strength and swinging it with all one's might, Ember wouldn't need to practice much. But that would be a waste. There are many other things this ability can do.

Gwyndolin's gaze lingered on the flames leaping in Ember's palm.

That pure, intense golden light seemed to pierce through the dust of time and space, reflecting on a figure deep in memory that was also enveloped in flames.

Flames.

He had seen someone in the distant past who had also... no, someone who wielded the flames with even greater power.

But at that time, all that person saw was sadness, as if they were witnessing a hopeless future.

That man was his father. And also... the original Lord of Cinder.

He shook his head, clearing his mind, and in the next instant, his figure transformed into a pure, pale streak of light, teleporting to Yu Jin's side.

Ember looked at him in confusion. Just then, Gwyndolin reached out and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

"The power we wield may have different origins, but when it comes to how to guide this kind of will that emerges in reality like magic, I think I may know a little more than you."

"Now, relax."

"Follow my guidance, Ember."

“I will teach you how to make this unruly fire truly become an extension of your will.”

"...Then I'll have to trouble you."

Yulshka watched this scene quietly from outside the Firelinking Ritual site.

Outside the cold porthole, there was an endless sea of ​​stars.

The interior of the ship was dimly lit, with only the indicator lights on the control panel flashing a ghostly blue light.

Xing leaned back in the driver's seat, her eyes closed, her fingertips tapping unconsciously on the armrest.

The iconic female voice of the interstellar peace broadcast was flowing from the ship's speakers, recounting everyday tragedies occurring in some corner of the universe.

"Breaking news from this station: A massive collapse event has occurred in the Helios star system..."

The broadcast sounded as calm as a weather report.

"Preliminary estimates indicate that over a hundred planets have been affected, and life signals... have been completely lost. Specific casualty figures are pending due to communication disruptions and..."

The wording that followed became vague and technical.

The name of the star system was cold and difficult to pronounce; the billions of lives lost were reduced to a string of emotionless characters in the broadcaster's mouth.

died.

Absolutely dead.

Like a pebble dropped into the deep sea, it didn't even disturb the surface.

In this vast, suffocating void, tragedy is nothing more than background noise; no one cares about the lives lost.

What could truly stir the cosmos was perhaps only the familiar name in the next broadcast announcement: "...The highly anticipated interstellar superstar, Robin, will be holding her Universal Voice tour in the next star system. Tickets are now available for pre-order..."

Xing suddenly opened her eyes and flicked her finger.

The broadcast abruptly stopped.

The Luofu Immortal Ship is getting closer and closer, which also means that she will step from her original destiny into another path called the path of pioneering. But... Xing hesitated.

Before, she probably wouldn't have hesitated at all; she would have happily joined the Star Train. But... after using that card, she began to have doubts about the idea.

She didn't know what others saw when they used the card, but what she saw... was herself.

A self laughing amidst countless shattered shards of a mirror.

A figure walks amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, humming a cheerful tune, using sorrow and despair as a stage backdrop, constantly muttering about having fun! How amusing!

...However, deep within those eyes, all that remained was boundless—boredom.

She was forced to witness the twilight of countless civilizations and listen to the silent cries of billions of lives before their annihilation.

But she was just smiling.

The laughter pierced through the barriers of time and space, as if mocking the desperate face in the mirror, and also as if ridiculing her sitting here at this moment.

There's no escaping it!

"Open your eyes! This is our end!"

Unique? Special? Ha... In this script called fate, we are all puppets!

Xing closed her eyes again.

silence.

Only the spaceship's engines hummed steadily.

Time passed in absolute silence, the ticking of the second hand seemingly deafening.

I do not know how long it has been.

In the darkness, Xing's lips slowly... curved upwards.

What am I hesitating about?