Under March 7th's control, the Heavenly Father's foot slowly moved away.
The entire array base below had already become a complete mess.
Qingque lightly stepped on the rubble and bent down to pick up a crystal.
"Hey, didn't I say the quality was good?"
This blue crystal emitted a faint glow. Although its surface had some damage, it was fortunately still usable.
"From this humble one's perspective, the quality doesn't seem that good either."
Tingyun held three damaged, dim crystals in her hands and sighed:
"It seems that out of four crystals… only one is still usable now. The array base itself is also damaged."
March 7th looked at this ruin with a blank expression, her little face flushed red:
"T-This can't be blamed on me. If I hadn't had the Heavenly Father squat down, its arms wouldn't have been long enough to smash the Aurumatons while standing."
"Miss March, couldn't you have stepped somewhere else with that foot?"
Qingque said distressedly:
"The array base below is still okay. If we piece it together, it can barely be used. But the crystals in this array are troublesome."
"If the Master Diviner finds out, she'll definitely scold me to death!"
The three stood beside the damaged array base, each lost in their own thoughts.
They had been too rash.
Now, to interrogate Kafka, they needed to activate the Matrix of Prescience Ultima.
And to activate the Matrix of Prescience Ultima, they needed to restart the three array bases.
Now this last array base had been turned to rubble. How were they supposed to activate it?!
March 7th said anxiously:
"How about… we go back and tell Fu Xuan about this, then let her handle it?"
At this time, Qingque spoke up:
"Well… unless it's absolutely necessary, I think it's better not to do that!"
"You two are fine, but I still have to keep working in the Divination Commission in the future. The Master Diviner doesn't dare scold you, but she'll definitely pin the blame on me!"
Tingyun silently gazed at this ruin, her delicate brows slightly furrowed:
"But there's no other way now. This humble one doesn't want Sister Qingque to be scolded either, but our abilities are truly limited."
"Don't panic yet! In any case… let's piece the array base below back together first?" Qingque patted her chest and said:
"As for the crystals, we'll solve that later. Let's first fix what we can!"
…
Heart of the Matrix of Prescience Ultima.
"Mr. Zeig, why haven't the array bases been repaired yet?"
A trace of anxiety appeared on Fu Xuan's pretty face:
"This is the most urgent matter right now. We can't joke about it. Please take it seriously."
"…"
At this moment, Zeig was sitting on the ground, holding a tablet in his hand. The screen displayed real-time footage from various areas.
Hearing Fu Xuan's voice, he raised his head:
"Damn, shouldn't you be asking Qingque about this? I haven't moved from here at all."
"But there's no one else beside me. If I don't talk to you, who should I talk to?"
Fu Xuan anxiously walked up to Zeig and stepped on his foot:
"Besides, aren't they your companions? Abandoning your companions and slacking off here by yourself—doesn't your conscience hurt?"
"What? That array base isn't that simple? What do you want me to do."
Zeig disgustedly moved Fu Xuan's foot away and frowned:
"Isn't it just moving the crystals into the positions on the pattern? The enemies on the road have mostly been taken care of by our mechs. This matter has no difficulty at all, okay?"
"Then tell me, why hasn't the last array base been repaired yet?"
Faced with Fu Xuan's nagging voice, Zeig said in shock:
"Then why don't you call Qingque and ask? Maybe she's slacking off somewhere with the other two."
"?"
"I've figured it out." Fu Xuan stood high above, silently gazing at Zeig sitting on the ground, and said in a deep voice:
"So you just don't want to move, huh? This seat wants to see what you're doing."
Fu Xuan walked hurriedly behind Zeig and looked at his tablet.
She narrowed her eyes.
On the screen was this scene.
…
Exalting Sanctum.
In a certain guest room.
A pinhole camera silently watched the position of the large bed.
It was a blond man holding a bowl of porridge, currently sitting by the bedside.
"Mr. Welt, eat something. It's good for your body."
"No need. Take it out."
At this moment, Welt's complexion seemed even more haggard.
He was slumped on the bed, his gaze unfocused.
"How can that be? I promised Zeig and Brother Dan Heng to take good care of you. Please cooperate a little, Mr. Welt."
Luocha scooped some porridge with a spoon, gently blew on it, then brought it to Welt's mouth:
"Mr. Welt, it's not hot anymore. Eat quickly."
"?"
Welt's gaze slowly fell on Luocha, and he frowned:
"Mr. Luocha, I, Welt, haven't fallen to the point where I need a man to feed me porridge!"
"If you really feel bad about it, just put the porridge down. I'll drink it myself when I'm hungry later!"
"No." Luocha shook his head and said earnestly:
"Mr. Welt, based on my many years of experience as a merchant, if I leave, you won't drink it anymore."
"If you stay here, I still won't drink it!"
"That's not necessarily true."
"?"
Under Welt's confusion, Luocha slowly stood up and said seriously:
"Patients with psychological problems often need more companionship. If I leave and let Mr. Welt fall alone, that would truly be troublesome."
"I don't need your companionship!"
"Hehe~ Mr. Welt, do you know? All the other patients I've seen before liked to throw tantrums just like you."
"…"
"Don't worry. No matter how much Mr. Welt rejects me, I won't leave because of it. Because after you recover, you will definitely thank me. And you'll denounce your previous actions. Although I don't really care about that."
Luocha smiled faintly, like a spring breeze:
"Now I can't leave the Xianzhou either. During this time, I will definitely take good care of Mr. Welt. It can also be considered a way to pass the time."
…
Divination Commission.
At the heart of the Matrix of Prescience Ultima.
Fu Xuan narrowed her eyes.
"No, you've been watching this the whole time?"
"What's wrong with that."
"This seat really doesn't understand. What's so interesting about this? And you're even sitting so formally?"
Fu Xuan crossed her arms and said disdainfully:
"It's just two grown men chatting. Don't tell me you have some special sexual orientation?"
"Bullshit! I'm observing."
"Observing what? Observing one man sitting by the bed feeding porridge to another man? And even specifically blowing on it?"
"No no no…"
Zeig waved his hand:
"You don't understand the experiences of these two faces, so watching it doesn't feel like anything to you."
"Experiences? Then tell me. I'm all ears. What kind of experiences could make a porridge-feeding scene so attractively embellished!"
"That would have to start from a long, long time ago…"
"Tell me."
"…"
"You should speak."
"…"
Zeig slowly stood up and stretched:
"Forget it. If I really explained it properly, I could make a plot game for you."
He glanced at Fu Xuan:
"Hurry up and call Qingque. Why are you staring at me?"
"She blocked me. How am I supposed to call?!"
"Ah?"