[Levi: Beep beep beep beep… memory expired. Payment required again to remember.]
[Elysia: ...]
[Levi: Beep beep beep… I remember now! Pilot Levi, ready at all times!]
———
"Pilot Levi? Why call yourself that?"
Back at her post, Asta was studying the chat group.
A young girl's curiosity knows no bounds, and she was quickly drawn to Levi calling himself a "pilot."
Because it made her think of "Mr. Cold Feet."
He possessed her body, wouldn't that mean he was piloting her?
And demanding payment to complete missions was exactly the same as what Elysia and Levi were doing right now.
'This sense of deja vu!'
It made Asta start to doubt the true identity of this group member, Levi.
———
[Belobog]
Bronya and Seele left, one went to look for her mother, Cocolia, and the other, worried about Bronya going alone, proactively took on the role of escort and followed her.
Mr. Yang withdrew his gaze from the two of them and asked Stelle and the others, "Did you see that man?"
"What man?"
Stelle asked in confusion. This wasn't some women-only country, there were plenty of men on this planet.
Mr. Yang had brushed past Levi earlier, and most of his description of him came from his ingrained stereotypes about Herrschers.
The man he described didn't match the Levi that Stelle and the others remembered at all.
So they couldn't be sure whether the man Mr. Yang meant was Levi or not.
After all, the difference was just too big.
They could only shake their heads and say they hadn't seen him.
Seeing the three of them deny it outright, Mr. Yang wanted to ask Topaz about what was going on with that Dan Feng.
But after Levi left, Topaz left as well.
Belobog's debt had already been fully collected, and she had even secured a big follow-up contract for planetary reconstruction.
She urgently needed to report the situation back to the company.
At this moment, Dan Heng, who heard that name from Mr. Yang, couldn't help but speak up.
"Dan Feng???"
March 7th: "Dan Feng?"
Stelle: "Dan Feng???"
Stelle: "You're missing two question marks! This time I copied it perfectly!"
Looking at Stelle with her hands on her hips, March 7th rolled her eyes at her.
Then she turned to the unsettled Dan Heng and asked, "Dan Feng… that name sounds a lot like yours. You two aren't brothers, are you?"
Dan Heng shook his head and said, "It just feels like I've heard that name somewhere before…"
How could it not feel familiar?
Blurred memories began to surface in his mind.
———
A Ten-Lords Commission judge with an indistinct face stood before him, chanting as they read out his crimes.
"Dan Feng, do you admit your guilt?"
"..."
———
Dan Heng held his forehead, feeling a faint pain.
This was the consequence of the molting rebirth technique not being fully completed.
For the Vidyadhara, reincarnation should draw a clean line between past and present, but because Dan Feng's rebirth had been tampered with and was flawed, memories that belonged to him would occasionally surface in Dan Heng's mind.
This also made the relationship between the two seem almost indistinguishable in the eyes of outsiders.
———
[On the Other Side]
Herta still didn't know that Asta had already returned to the space station. At this moment, she was holding that "Mr. Cold Feet Locator" she had picked up.
Wandering around Belobog.
As for Arlan and the others who came with her, she had sent them elsewhere, splitting up to search for Asta.
"Miss over there… Miss over there!"
"?"
Herta walked in the direction of the voice and saw a doll sitting in a corner.
Seeing Herta approach, the doll let out an emotional sigh.
"Oh~ my goodness! Finally, someone heard me talking."
"Let me introduce myself first. I am Officer Smith!"
"Smith… Officer?"
Looking at the doll in front of her, Herta immediately made a judgment in her mind.
The work of Elation.
Presumably, the one who told her about this location was also someone from Elation, otherwise, they wouldn't have been so unconcerned about the commission fee.
Using an anonymous account to give her information about Mr. Cold Feet.
"You're a Masked Fool."
Herta said with certainty. The doll's voice sounded puzzled.
"What Masked Fool? I'm Officer Smith."
"Back to the point, miss. I am currently pursuing a particularly vile interstellar fugitive, Mr. Cold Feet! I've run into some difficulties and require your cooperation to assist in the investigation!"
"What difficulties?"
Herta replied.
Since she wanted to play, Herta would play along. As long as she could find Mr. Cold Feet, everything else was negotiable.
"Oh my goodness! If God exists, He would surely thank you for your generosity!"
Seeing Herta agree, the doll replied in an exaggerated tone, then said indignantly, "Mr. Cold Feet is far too cunning, he actually hid on this barren planet. Trying to find him here is just too… wait! What is that in your hand?!"
When the doll saw what Herta was holding, its tone became extremely excited.
"Oh! God, Buddha, Ancestor Sparkle! It's the 'Mr. Cold Feet Locator'!"
"With this, we'll be able to find Mr. Cold Feet' whereabouts very soon!"
"Oh! Miss! You truly were sent by the heavens to help me!"
"So boring. Can you hurry it up?"
Listening to the other party recite lines to themselves, Herta felt like she was about to fall asleep from boredom.
She just wanted to hurry up and find Mr. Cold Feet.
"Boring!"
The doll's voice warped slightly. "These lines were carefully designed by me! How could they be boring? Clearly, your sense of aesthetics is the problem!"
'Genius Society?'
'More like Freak Society!'
"My aesthetics are a problem?" Herta's expression turned cold. "Where are you right now? I'll come bring you some warmth."
As if realizing something had gone wrong, Sparkle cleared her throat and said, "Ahem… Miss, aren't I right in front of you?"
"Anyway, let's not talk about that. The 'Mr. Cold Feet Locator' in your hand can help us find Mr. Cold Feet' whereabouts."
Compared to whoever was behind the doll, Herta cared more about Mr. Cold Feet, the one who had made her lose face.
Hearing this, she held up the device and asked, "What do I do?"
There was only one button on this thing. She had already tried pressing it on the way here, and it had been completely useless.
"Of course it was useless. This thing only works after triggering a key plot point…"
"Ahem, ahem… Miss, please press the button on top. Mr. Cold Feet' location will naturally appear before us. As long as we catch him, my performance target for this month will be completed!"
Then the doll let out a sinister laugh. "As long as this order is done, I mean, once Mr. Cold Feet is caught, my mission, I mean, my performance, will be completed!"
Herta stared speechlessly at the increasingly incoherent "Officer Smith."
"Do you even know how to write a character?"
'You're just throwing out random nonsense at this point.'
"What do you know! This is called building anticipation… I bet you really want to know 'Officer Smith's' true identity right now~ but I'm not telling you~"
"Gonna drive you crazy, gonna drive you crazy, gonna drive you crazy~"
"I think you just didn't write it."
"You!" Exposed, Sparkle flew into a rage and muttered repeatedly in a low voice, "Don't get angry, don't get angry, Ancestor Sparkle mustn't get angry, or you'll hurt your body…"
"Hmph! I won't stoop to your level! Hurry up and press it, bring that interstellar fugitive to justice!"
As the button was pressed, a loud explosion came from not far away, accompanied by a man's scream.
Herta looked up, and saw a person being blown into the air.