Inside the Matrix of Prescience Ultima.
Light and shadow intertwined, colorful and brilliant.
Kafka slightly raised her eyes. Her entire body was being lifted into the air by the power of the formation.
Although her hands were bound in front of her, her eyes still carried a charming smile.
"Rumble——!!"
Under the high-speed operation of the formation, Kafka was wrapped in a cocoon of light. Her smile also grew sharper.
In contrast, below, Fu Xuan, who was controlling the Matrix of Prescience Ultima, had an increasingly solemn expression on her face.
Everyone stood behind Fu Xuan, watching the magnificent sight of the Matrix of Prescience Ultima in operation.
March 7th nudged Zeig's shoulder and said happily, "Hey, Zeig, look! How beautiful! When the Matrix of Prescience Ultima runs, it's all sparkly!"
"Mm." Zeig stared straight at Kafka above and nodded.
"It really is pretty."
"Where the hell are you looking?!"
Beside the two of them, the others were also marveling at the scene.
Luocha looked at the sight before him and couldn't help but sigh:
"As expected of the great Matrix of Prescience Ultima of the Divination Commission. Being able to see its true appearance today can be considered worth the trip."
Tingyun also nodded:
"Watching this makes this humble one want to switch jobs to the Divination Commission. Sister Qingque gets to be this carefree every day. This humble one is so envious."
"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile~" Qingque said proudly.
"Tingyun, you're just too serious about work. As long as you don't have any psychological burden, you can also become as leisurely as me."
While the five of them were waiting, Fu Xuan was still giving it her all.
Her slender hands continuously changed hand seals, controlling the great Matrix of Prescience Ultima. The crystal on her forehead flickered with dazzling light!
When the Matrix of Prescience Ultima reached its limit, it suddenly trembled violently!
The power it generated also caused Fu Xuan to immediately lose her grip. She was pushed back several steps by the impact!
"Fu Xuan? Are you okay?!" March 7th saw this and quickly stepped forward to support her.
Fu Xuan extended a hand behind her to stop March 7th, breathing heavily:
"…I'm fine!"
She raised her head and looked solemnly at Kafka, who was slowly descending:
"You… just for this? For something like this?"
Inside the Matrix of Prescience Ultima, fluorescent light shone in all directions.
It wrapped around Kafka, making her appear as beautiful as a spirit within the light and shadow.
"Well? Do you like this truth?"
At this point.
The entire Matrix of Prescience Ultima finally stopped operating.
Fu Xuan and Kafka faced each other. The latter still had a faint smile on her cheeks.
Due to controlling the Matrix of Prescience Ultima earlier and expending a lot of energy, Fu Xuan was still panting continuously.
"Incredible…"
"…But the Matrix of Prescience Ultima does not make mistakes."
At this moment, the five of them silently walked over.
Zeig asked:
"What exactly did you see?"
Faced with Zeig's question, Fu Xuan composed herself and replied:
"Kafka has nothing to do with the Stellaron. Rather, it's you all… it's actually you all…"
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Hearing such words, combined with Fu Xuan's solemn expression.
Zeig immediately drew the Heavenly Fire Greatsword and became vigilant:
"Friend, is your next sentence going to be that we released the Stellaron?"
Upon hearing Zeig's words, March 7th also quickly drew her longbow and nocked an arrow, ready for battle:
"Fu Xuan, we're good people! No matter what you saw in her mind, you can't just accuse us again!"
Luocha, Tingyun, and Qingque behind them were all momentarily stunned by this scene.
How did things suddenly turn into a fight when everything had been fine?
Seeing the signs of impending conflict, Luocha and Tingyun quietly retreated, not wanting to get involved in the dispute.
Qingque, on the other hand, rushed to Fu Xuan's side.
"Master Diviner, you… what do you mean by that? I've always thought Miss March and the others were good people."
"We really are good people!" March 7th shouted to clarify.
After the experience in Belobog, March 7th could quickly accept being treated like a terrorist.
Fu Xuan gave a few self-deprecating laughs:
"Ha! Ridiculous! How could something like this happen…"
Zeig gripped the Heavenly Fire Greatsword tightly and narrowed his eyes:
"Speak plainly."
Regarding March 7th and Zeig's vigilance, Fu Xuan said indifferently:
"Go ask her yourselves. You can ask as long as you want. This seat must immediately report to the General. Please excuse me!"
As soon as she finished speaking.
Fu Xuan ignored everyone's gazes and strode away.
This left several people completely bewildered.
Seeing this situation, Zeig also put away his weapon:
"What the hell is going on? Making it so serious."
At this moment, Luocha slowly walked to Zeig's side and suggested:
"Brother Zeig, why don't you go ask that Stellaron Hunter?"
"Since Master Diviner Fu Xuan didn't directly attack everyone, it means there's no hostility."
Listening to Luocha's words, March 7th said fearfully:
"It could also be a delaying tactic. What if they wait until we go back to the guest rooms to sleep and then come arrest us in the middle of the night?!"
"Is that so…?"
Luocha seemed somewhat surprised and nodded:
"It's possible I was overthinking. For now, let's try questioning that Stellaron Hunter first."
March 7th thought for a moment and still turned to Zeig:
"Zeig, why don't you go ask? I really don't want to talk to that woman."
Zeig nodded, put both hands in his pockets, and walked straight toward Kafka, who was bound in the Matrix of Prescience Ultima in the distance.
He hadn't taken many steps when March 7th's shout came from behind:
"Hey, be careful! Don't let a mature big sister trick you into giving away your bank card password again!"
"Damn… do I look like that kind of person?!"
Accompanied by heavy footsteps, Zeig finally walked up to Kafka.
He hadn't even started asking when Kafka smiled:
"I should state one thing first. Your bank card password wasn't influenced by my Word Spirit Art. You were the one who actively knelt on the ground and told me yourself."
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Zeig was silent for a while.
If he had really actively knelt on the ground and reported all his previous life's bank card passwords to Kafka… the answer was self-evident.
She was at least a good person.
Kafka's voice sounded somewhat haggard: "…I'm really sorry for letting you see me in such a sorry state."
Zeig: "Your complexion looks fine. You're just missing a contact lens."
Kafka: "…That's not a contact lens."
Zeig: "Weren't you just stripped of your makeup by them?"
Kafka: "…"
Zeig: "Your coat was also taken."
Kafka: "Are you really concerned about me?"
She smiled gently:
"Don't worry, I'm fine. The Xianzhou has always been very courteous to prisoners."
"On the Express… I didn't talk much with you because I already knew that here, you would speak with me alone."
"So I thought… why not leave everything until now? You seem to have a lot of things you want to ask me."
Zeig nodded and asked decisively:
"Where the hell is that gay guy right now?!"
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