Xyrin Empire-Chapter 671: Cherish Life, Stay Away from Lilina

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Chapter 671: Chapter 671: Cherish Life, Stay Away from Lilina

"Be careful, Human, the Fallen Apostle is watching you."

"You are a very special being, though you are not aware of it yourself. Recall that there have been several instances around you where beings deeply corrupted by the Abyss regained their sanity. These instances include not only Xyrin Apostles but even Gods. If this is indeed some form of your ability, as it becomes more apparent, you will eventually be considered the greatest threat by the fallen."

"The Fallen dare not rashly attack your stronghold because doing so could likely lead to a failure that might destroy their ’Great Endeavor’. But once they realize that eliminating you is far more valuable than destroying thousands of universes, they will definitely take action. So, before that day comes, prepare yourself. Make your kingdom impregnable or take the offensive—they are lurking in the shadows of the Old Empire, but unfortunately, I, who have lost my status as a Fallen Apostle, cannot provide you guidance; that place is more elusive than any shadow space."

"There are still many mysteries hidden within you, too many for even me to fathom with my experience. However, that prophetess girl seems to know a lot... The ability to predict is dangerous. A slight misstep, and she could cause a potentially bright future to collapse into the Abyss of zero probability. Therefore, the girl can’t tell you much, but do not doubt her guidance. Every move she makes is an effort to lead you to a bright future. Besides that girl, everyone around you possesses power that intrigues me deeply—Time, Misfortune, and the Future, and although the powers of the past have weakened, my instincts remain. Those three girls have not yet found the true ways to utilize those powers..."

I don’t know if it’s because she spent a long time with us, but Bellavilla’s personality is rather troubling at times. She embarrassed me more than once as soon as she woke up, but eventually, after enough teasing, she still provided me with some very important advice. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

From my guess, even during her slumber, Bellavilla might have been able to achieve shallow communication with Silvia. Perhaps she used this limited contact with the outside world and accessed Silvia’s database to learn a lot about us, then based on this information, she prepared this advice for me. Even though she claimed it was all at Silvia’s behest, the effort she put in was still quite touching.

Naturally, I had to take her advice very seriously.

Looking at Silvia, who was curled up in my arms like a mole seeking warmth, occasionally muttering something due to a dream (this time she was truly asleep, whether it be Bellavilla or Silvia), I arranged my thoughts.

The Fallen Apostle is watching me, something Lin Xue had already warned me about, so it wasn’t a surprise. But Bellavilla’s reminder that I possessed some sort of ability to reverse the infection of the Abyss—that was more intriguing.

Reversing the infection of those affected by the Abyss is a subject neither blank in the Imperial Technology System nor in the Mysticism System. For those infected who are not severely affected and still retain a part of their self-consciousness, though difficult, reversal is still achievable. However, as the infection deepens and the infected person’s power increases, the difficulty of purification multiplies. The current consensus is clear: no technological means can reverse an individual whose infection degree is one hundred percent, meaning entirely maddened, and if the individual is as powerful as an Emperor-level Apostle or High Order True God, purification becomes a joke.

Yet around me...

Aside from Sandora who had regained her sanity after a deep infection because of my robust soul power, Visca returned to normal beside me, Bingdisi recovered her reason after a fight with me, and Bellavilla woke up in a lucid state after spending a long time with me.

This is the miracle of life!

If this really is the result of my power, how should I use it?

This question troubled me a lot, but I didn’t have any Fallen Apostles at hand to experiment with... Well, next time I encounter a Fallen Apostle, I’ll try to capture one alive for experimentation.

The second issue was what Bellavilla mentioned about taking the offensive...

I admit it’s a very tempting suggestion. I’m almost driven mad by the Fallen Apostles, who appear even more unpredictably than Little Baobao, but what does "lurking in the shadows of the Old Empire" mean? Bellavilla, is it that hard for you to speak in Chinese? This phrase doesn’t even make sense grammatically!

If taken literally, that would mean the lair of the Fallen Apostles is hidden within the territories of the now collapsed Old Empire. If that is the case then our job is much simpler. Though the collapse of the Empire caused a ’World-Destroying Storm,’ making all world coordinates severely off-kilter, with the assistance of the Divine Race, finding one or two not so severely shifted imperial territories shouldn’t be too hard. However, clearly, it’s not that simple.

"The shadows of the Old Empire" is definitely not a place one can directly arrive at. It is "more elusive than any shadow space," suggesting that it might not even exist within any dimension, meaning it might be an entirely encrypted conceptual dimension. Without the internal access codes of the Fallen Apostles, we can never find it using conventional world-jumping methods!

"You really are a headache-inducing fellow, whether it’s version 1.0 or 2.0."

Looking down at Silvia, who was sweetly asleep in my arms, I felt a wave of headache. The softness and warmth were nice, but still, I had to take her home.

"Sandora, are you listening?"

I established Spiritual Connection with Sandora, "Did you see the information I just sent you?"

"Ah, received, I didn’t expect Bellavilla to suddenly awaken."

"Any thoughts?"

"A lot of things that were always unclear finally make some sense, but there’s still not much information. Bellavilla doesn’t know enough either. The relationships among the Fallen Apostles are more complicated than we imagined. Their internal faction fights are good news for us, but this also makes it impossible for me to analyze their plans based on the behavior habits of the Xyrin Apostles."

"There are pros and cons, but at least now we’ve clarified a lot of things that were previously incomprehensible."

"Speaking of which... Silvia is at your place now, right?" Sandora suddenly changed the topic, speaking in a possibly sour tone.

"Eh... She’s already asleep. As soon as Bellavilla left, she just fell asleep. I’ll take her back to the Candy House in a while."

"Don’t do anything weird, okay?" Sandora’s mischievous voice echoed in my mind, "Silvia doesn’t have any defenses against you!"

Although we couldn’t see each other, I still looked embarrassed, "Are you that kind of person?"

"You are when you do weird things to me!" Sandora cheerfully threw back at me, then decisively hung up the communication before I could reply— that girl, she’s really becoming more and more like a human now.

After ending the Spiritual Connection with the Queen, I picked up Silvia, who was sleeping like a log and theoretically absolutely impossible to wake up, in a princess carry. Seriously, this girl... is quite heavy.

It seems like Xyrin Apostles have about thirty percent higher body density than humans, or how much was it? But does a being transformed from energy to physical form even have such weight?

Lost in random thoughts, I activated a transportation request that was common within the limits of Shadow City. Although to maintain the "vitality and habitual living" of the city, Shadow City possesses regular buses and taxis system, but this kind of convenient military transportation is still very useful. It effectively curbs the expansion of horizontal and vertical taxi companies in the ground market, and also provides ample internship opportunities for Sister Misaka studying spatial metrology.

Visitors from all realms, determined to revel until late night, were still bustling in the streets, crowding and filling the air with noise. However, Silvia’s little shop, located next to a restricted military area, was quite peaceful. Carrying Silvia back, I glanced at the bright street lights in the distance and the faint, joyful crowd, suddenly feeling as if I was in two different worlds.

On one side was the noisy and bustling world, and on the other, a quiet little nest built by a happy silver-haired mole for herself. No matter how many times I visited this little shop, I always felt this way.

Perhaps Silvia is the personification of Bellavilla’s long-held desire for peace, longing to lay down her burdens. Although it was only two short meetings totaling less than four hours, I suddenly felt like I understood the former Imperial Emperor’s feelings a bit.

Even Xyrin Apostles can get tired.

"Eh... Did I fall asleep?"

A voice, still a bit muddled, suddenly came from in front of me. I lowered my head to look, and found myself face-to-face with a lovely, dazed, and sleepy face. She rubbed her eyes, oblivious to the fact that she was being carried like a princess, and murmured softly, "Have you already—seen her?"

"Bellavilla? Yes, I saw her." I nodded and set Silvia down on the ground. To be honest, holding her like that was putting a lot of emotional pressure on me.

"Did I... help?" Silvia asked tentatively, her voice drawling slowly.

"Ah, you were a great help. Bellavilla gave me lots of useful information," I said, patting Silvia’s head gently. "Without you, that guy might not have woken up so soon, nor would he have cooperated with me so well."

"—That’s good." Three seconds later, Silvia slowly smiled, a pure, happy grin spreading across her face as she took a few steps forward and pushed open the shop door. "—Do you want to come in for some coffee?"

...At this point, I should have replied: You brew it, I’ll come over tomorrow morning to drink it while it’s still warm.

Does this slowpoke even realize what time it is now!!

Seeing her in this dazed state, I genuinely worried that she might end up sleeping on the counter overnight. Although a Xyrin Apostle doesn’t catch colds, intriguingly, Silvia has a problem with getting a crick in her neck. To avoid facing a slowpoke who would constantly look up at the sky at a 30-degree angle for the next two days, I decided to take her to her room.

Though a Leader Level private residence and several guards were prepared for her, Silvia insisted on staying in her modest and neat little house behind her shop. Because I occasionally come here to enjoy some quiet time, I’m quite familiar with the environment behind the shop. It took me a considerable amount of effort to finally get her settled into bed. How can she be so sleepy?

Imagine it: an unclear-headed beautiful girl, the delicate and fragrant boudoir of a young girl, the innocently exposed beauty as she curled up in bed. And then, guess what happened?

I went straight home...

To my dear Sandora and Qianqian, your husband is indeed a good man.

Bellavilla’s sudden awakening did indeed require Sandora and me to maintain some seriousness during the festival. Nevertheless, as it was a festive period, the cheerful atmosphere was not dampened by this hiccup, and the next day, the festivities of Shadow City continued with the rising sun at Yelsen.

"Monina, Monina! Dingdang is really worried that 123 might get mad from being hung in the sky every day!"

"Captain, please rest assured, I already turned that fool brother of mine into a masochist twenty-seven thousand years ago."

Above is a fierce conversation that took place over morning tea between the life-gaming Goddess and the second most shameless Dark Goddess in history.

The first day of the festival had passed smoothly; feedback from the other two meeting places indicated that everything was proceeding as planned. Of course, there were minor issues that didn’t lead to serious consequences, but we had anticipated this.

After all, it was the Xyrin Apostles, with no prior experience in organizing entertainment events, in charge of the official arrangements. Some mishaps due to overlooking details were inevitable problems that even Bubbles’s computational skills couldn’t solve. The most notable instance was when the Xyrin Apostle’s excessively idealized planning of guest movement led to near-congestion at the Dimension Hub during a few sudden surges of visitors. The Eight Heroes, who were planning to go to the Mars Gathering Place to watch the Kepulu military drill, almost clashed with Medea, who was headed to the Azeroth Gathering Place for an ACG festival hosted by Quan Cifang. Fortunately, the God of City Management Boli Lingmeng and City Management Second Team arrived on scene quickly to restore order and prevented chaos.

Furthermore, issues like Imperial Soldiers acting as guides and leading young students like Kuon Ririn to a weapons exhibit which sparked multiple child protection activists (also known as the Loli Association) to file official complaints, a British Puritan Missionary with a black hoop fighting over customers with a group of Troll Guides, and Sherillu, a special guest singer at the festival, complaining about the excessive noise from a nearby gymnastics competition by Ultraman – which later turned out to be a frame-up by the Zenith Star people trying to save face after back-to-back red lights in the gymnastics competition. Ultraman Tiga stated that the entire Ultraman team would keep a close watch on this incident and would not relinquish their right to submit a protest to the Shadow City committee...

Stuck in the office on the second day of the festival dealing with these ridiculous issues, looking over a table full of similar documents, I felt a profound sense of melancholy.

If we hadn’t sorted things out by this morning... our epic day out with the girls was doomed.

"We have a lot of headache-inducing issues," Lilina said, holding up a stack of reports and crystal chips, dumping them in front of me. "Take a look at this, a report on the competition for volunteers from all sides. It’s not just the Cross Priests and Troll Guides fighting over clients; almost every world that has sent volunteers is doing the same. The volunteers from the Civilization Community, because of their weak basis and isolation, are even more oppressed by the market competition—it’s mainly because those overly sensitivity folks can’t adapt to this peaceful competitive environment...uh, there’s also a complaint from Yukari Yakumo, saying that she and Ling Meng have often been troubled by peeping lately..."

"That’s Bubbles’ doing," I wiped the sweat from my brow. "Since Ling Meng has no morals, let’s ignore her for now. I’ll try to persuade Bubbles to at least spare Mother Zi—cough, Sister Zi, and then we can discuss the volunteer issue. It seems like before, Sivis and Sandora habitually projected Xyrin Apostle’s high organizational nature onto those ordinary race volunteers, which isn’t quite appropriate. Those guys are almost causing a riot under free market competition, right?"

"They lack effective supervision or, let’s say, a universal rating mechanism that applies to everyone. This causes volunteers from all worlds to desperately compete for clients to show off their world’s cultural superiority. This is also unfair to the small worlds that haven’t sent volunteers. The most prominent example is: in the area where Azeroth Guides are active, Krypton Gold artifacts are sold out, while in the same area, the unlucky Foundation Establishment Pills come with a buy-one-get-two-free deal that no one wants."

I understand this; who hasn’t been swayed to spend by a guide on group trips?

"Regarding this situation, they’ve drafted this plan."

Lilina unveiled a cunning smile, placing a stack of paper before me. "With this, boss, you can continue living your shameless multiple-partner life this afternoon!"

"Bang!"

I knocked Lilina away in one sweep and unfolded her proposal.

"Imperial Carnival Period World Volunteers’ Integrity System Construction Plan - Draft - Revised at 10:30 Last Night"

Effective immediately until the end of the Carnival, all world volunteers will be included under this Integrity System management. According to the ratings of this Integrity Evaluation, it serves as the sole standard for assessing the actual work quality of world volunteers.

...Integrity ratings are represented by five-pointed stars. All registered volunteers start with three five-pointed stars. Any tourist can vote based on the volunteer’s work ID. Positive votes add points; negative votes deduct points.

There’s no upper limit to the number of Integrity Stars. More positive votes mean more stars; accumulating enough stars qualifies for an upgrade, from four stars to one moon, four moons to one sun...

To boost the work enthusiasm of volunteers, a Crown Integrity Pass service is introduced. Just help a certain number of tourists and continuously receive positive reviews (counted as combo numbers) five times, and you can light up a crown. Above the crown, there are other levels; Emperor Crown, Pope Crown, Jade Emperor Crown...

To also speed up the upgrade rate for enthusiastic volunteers, a VIP system is introduced. By paying a nominal membership fee or sincerely praying to the Life Goddess (remember to include your name and address), you can light up a VIP icon, which currently includes Red Diamond VIP, Blue Diamond VIP, Yellow Diamond VIP, Purple Diamond VIP... Each VIP title is only valid in the application area, and transferring areas requires reapplying for other diamond services.

Visitor rewards and voting services are also introduced. Tourists can reward or vote for the volunteers they like, with a minimum reward amount of 100 Temporary Coins, allowing repeated rewards...

To reflect fairness, the right to interpret this system belongs to Universe Super Invincible Beautiful Girl Lilina. Apart from this, any other explanations of this system are nonsense.

I silently read through these few sheets of scribbled elementary school essay paper, feeling a mix of emotions, then pulled out a lighter.

"Wuuu... boss, no!"

"Quit your whining! Do you even know how much trouble this thing can cause!" (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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