"The heater you're talking about… you mean that…?"
"Yeah!"
Nero nodded, completely righteous and confident.
Serval looked at Nero with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say.
Aliens really are aliens, completely different from them Belobog locals.
They're even using Fragmentum creatures as heaters now?
Nero looked at Serval and said, "It's just the most basic elemental crystal. It naturally radiates heat to its surroundings."
As he spoke, Nero even poked it a couple of times, then picked up the Flamespawn right in front of Serval and smashed it onto the ground, he used this method to prove the safety of Fragmentum creature products. He repeated this action two or three times.
Finally, Nero picked the Flamespawn up again and said, "See! It's very safe. There's no danger."
March, who was quite looking forward to Nero's idea of commercializing Fragmentum creatures, also stepped forward at this moment and said to Serval, "The most important thing is that the heat provided by the Flamespawn is sufficient, and it doesn't need repairs. Its own elemental reserves are enough to last at least about two months!"
For some reason, it felt like this place had turned into a sales pitch. Stelle looked at Nero, then at March, and felt that she should also step up and say a few words.
"And it's small and lightweight. Whether you put it indoors for heating or carry it with you when you go out, it's really convenient."
Serval blinked.
Even though it felt a bit strange, she was starting to be tempted by what they were saying.
But that wasn't the key issue here.
She raised her hand and pointed at herself, asking in confusion, "Are you… selling something to me right now?"
"Yeah!" Nero admitted it outright.
Teacher Dan Heng spoke up at just the right time, "No need to mind it too much. Although we do intend to prepare this project, at the moment there's only this one finished product, which this person handled himself."
"Of course, if you really care about this thing, once our project officially goes into operation, we can give you priority delivery."
March turned to look at Dan Heng, her expression complicated, 'Why does Dan Heng suddenly feel like an idol manager? Just how much does he actually know?'
Serval felt the shock of aliens.
March felt the shock of Teacher Dan Heng.
"Ahaha… it's fine, it's fine. I really am very interested in it. If you really can mass-produce finished products, then please give me one to study!"
Serval quickly recovered from her astonishment. She was in a good mood now, and her first impression of these aliens was quite good. The alien kids were as cute as her younger sister.
Thinking of that, she sighed and said to Nero, "It's a pity my little sister Lynx went out to search for traces of the legendary Belobog wildman. Otherwise, you two would definitely get along really well."
Hearing Serval's words, Nero's expression turned serious.
"To be honest, I've already caught the Belobog wildman!"
"There really is a Belobog wildman?!"
Serval blinked.
Although she occasionally heard Lynx mention it, she had always thought it was just a legend passed around among explorers…
"When did you catch the Belobog wildman?"
March and Stelle also looked over, full of curiosity.
"We caught him together in a snow mound, okay!" Nero said very seriously.
"His appearance is somewhere between a human and an ape, roughly like an adult male. His fur is dark blue, and he appears and disappears mysteriously!"
"That's Sampo!" March complained bluntly.
After that, Serval chatted with the Trailblazing Squad for a while longer and even taught Stelle and Nero hands-on how to fix some small gadgets.
But later on, she still had a lot of work to do, so after touring the workshop, the Trailblazing Squad said goodbye to Serval and left the Machine House.
Even though they didn't get to see an open-air performance, it was still a pretty good experience.
After leaving the workshop, the group wandered around the streets for a bit more. While walking along the roadside, they spread out slightly.
Teacher Dan Heng observed the city's buildings and road layout, thinking about which places would be suitable for ambushes and which would be good for escape routes.
March focused all her attention on the buildings that embodied Belobog's unique culture.
Nero and Stelle walked together. When they passed a row of trash cans, Stelle stopped.
The little gray-haired girl's golden eyes stared at the trash cans as if she were looking at prey. For some reason, she felt there might be something inside that would attract her.
It was as if sparkling points of light were flickering along the edge of the trash can lid.
As if possessed, Stelle walked forward and lifted the lid of the trash can.
There was nothing inside, just mixed garbage filling about two-thirds of the can, along with the smoky, sour stench that hit her face.
Stelle quietly put the lid back on, feeling a little disappointed.
Sure enough, intuition couldn't be trusted.
Stelle left and didn't open the other trash cans.
Nero followed behind Stelle and also saw those trash cans.
Even though he knew there probably wasn't anything special, he still wanted to open one, just to satisfy his sense of achievement.
Nero gave the trash cans a quick glance and consciously ruled out the one Stelle had opened earlier.
"Five cans, three costs… I'll choose the middle one."
Teacher Dan Heng, who was memorizing Belobog's roads and routes, raised an eyebrow, feeling as if someone were muttering about him.
He suddenly shivered and thought of a certain man.
Dan Heng rubbed his arms, feeling that something wasn't quite right.
After thinking it over, he decided it must be because the Stellaron's influence on this planet was too deep.
After all, he was currently together with everyone from the Express.
Looks like sealing the Stellaron… is really urgent.
Nero held the trash can lid in one hand and the Flamespawn in the other. He leaned forward, his gray eyes examining the inside of the trash can.
This trash can was very clean, almost sparkling, and there was no strange smell at all. It looked as if it had just come fresh from the factory.
And there was only one thing inside.
A golden statue that looked like a combination of an Oscar statuette and a set of scales… most importantly, the little golden figure on the statue was giving him a thumbs-up.
The thing was at the bottom of the trash can. Nero rose onto his toes slightly and stretched out his hand to fish it out.
Looking at what he was holding, Nero couldn't help but complain.
"Why… is there Praise of Noble Morality inside a trash can?!"
The Praise of Noble Morality in Nero's hand didn't remain in physical form for long. A few seconds later, it turned into golden points of light and merged into Nero's body.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Praise of Noble Morality.]
[Ding! Praise of Noble Morality has improved the host's temperament.]
[Ding! Because the host's temperament has improved, the host will trigger a special event on Jarilo-VI.]
The system, which usually only popped up to tell him that his popularity was increasing and otherwise stayed silent, finally jumped out.
But it only said this much.
Nero looked at himself and didn't feel any changes. Maybe that was because his temperament was already pretty good to begin with.
"Now this should be fun. No idea what'll happen." Muttering softly, Nero caught up with the rest of the Trailblazing Squad.
The four of them were now back together, heading toward the Goethe Hotel.
Before entering the Goethe Hotel, the four passed by the alley Gepard had mentioned and saw soldiers stationed there who seemed to be arguing with a civilian…
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At the same time, in the vast, boundless universe, a spaceship that was kept clean and orderly quietly changed its course.
The ship's owner was a "beautiful" man with vivid red long hair, and the ship's name was, 'One and Only'.
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