Chapter 61 : Chapter 61 Congratulations to Teacher Tibao on wrapping up filming!
The Xianzhou, Luofu.
After a long day of work, Master Yanqing had finished his sword practice and helped General Jing Yuan handle official business. He was so exhausted that his back was hunched and his shoulders slumped.
Finally having some free time, he could rest and catch up on the honkai: star rail plot.
In the end, when he saw Mydei leave and Tribbie turn into a doll to depart with the west wind, his hunched back finally gave out.
"General..."
"Look at you, looking so dispirited." Jing Yuan shook his head and offered appropriate comfort, "Don't be sad, Yanqing."
"The history of the Xianzhou is full of such deeply moving stories, but their sacrifices were not in vain."
"Just like in the main story, rather than being sad, we should clearly remember the fearless sight of them moving forward, shouldn't we?"
The clerical staff responsible for organizing documents in the Seat of Divine Foresight were all dumbfounded.
As expected of the General.
Every word he speaks is a gem.
Hearing this, Yanqing sighed, "Haha, the General is right. I just need a moment to recover."
"Of course." Jing Yuan seemed very understanding. "I'll give you a half-day off tomorrow. Go do something you want to do."
"The Xianzhou never resists works with depth and cultivation."
"I'm just quite curious now. Minister Fu said she was going to investigate; I wonder how her investigation is going."
Yanqing was stunned for a moment. "A real day off? I suddenly feel much better."
"Since the General is interested, I can go ask the Grand Diviner..."
...
Herta Space Station, Station Master's Office.
The sound of sobbing—
Incessant sobbing—
"Um, My Lady..."
From outside the office came Arlan's cautious voice. "Are you alright?"
"I keep hearing strange noises from your office, and I didn't dare disturb you. I know you're upset about this game misappropriating Ms. Herta's image."
"But Ms. Herta isn't even pursuing it anymore. Please don't be sad, My Lady. You'll ruin your health this way."
Recently, Asta had ordered that no one was allowed to enter her office.
So even though he often heard strange noises inside, Arlan didn't dare step in.
Meanwhile, inside the office, Asta was holding honkai: star rail while constantly wiping away tears.
*Sniff, sniff, sniff~*
"It's so moving. Trianne's departure is certainly heartbreaking, but Tiresias's resolve is even more staggering."
"This main story is just too well-made!"
Asta propped herself up on the corner of the desk and suddenly stood up.
Arlan, outside the door, had no idea what was happening inside.
He thought Asta was still sad because she hadn't protected Ms. Herta's image.
"Who on earth made this project?!" Asta clenched her fists. "Anyway, since Ms. Herta has authorized it, I'm investing in this project!"
She wasn't joking.
Asta was truly prepared to invest in this project.
She was deeply moved by the story and hoped the Author would continue.
So, before that, she wanted to see if she could contact the game's Author.
Of course, money was a minor matter; she mainly wanted to ask the Author how the subsequent main story was planned.
What happened to the promised bright future and happy ending?!
...
Astral Express, March 7th's Room.
Standing before March 7th's bed, looking at her motionless body encased in Six-Phased Ice, Himeko's expression was particularly heavy.
March still showed no signs of improvement, and after finishing the plot, those events had occurred in Amphoreus.
Himeko was indeed moved by the stories of the Chrysos Heirs.
But she found it hard to imagine what Stelle and Dan Heng, who were actually there, were feeling after experiencing such a parting firsthand.
She only hoped it wouldn't affect their confidence.
After all, up until now, Amphoreus was still hidden in thick mist, and the most crucial point was...
Since the game reflected reality, the fact that March had not yet appeared on the Aha Star became a mystery that was difficult to deduce.
"We should be glad... she's still alive."
At that moment, a gentle voice spoke from beside her.
Himeko snapped out of it and lightly pursed her lips. "Did you find anything, Ms. Black Swan?"
She looked over. After Welt and Sunday had left, Black Swan had come over to help check March's condition.
Black Swan shook her head helplessly. "Based on current deductions, it's possible someone has hijacked March 7th's memories."
"I'm not sure if it's related to that game you described."
"If it's convenient, Ms. Himeko, could you let me see it?"
Himeko fell into a thoughtful state. "Someone hijacked March's memories? I don't quite understand that concept."
"However, if we can observe something through it, then of course."
With that, Himeko handed the game over.
Everything was quite unexpected, with even Black Swan joining the investigation.
And just then!
Just as Black Swan reached out her hand to take the mobile phone, a post caught both of their attention simultaneously.
"What?"
Himeko was stunned.
Tonight Eat Roast Chicken: [Image.jpg]
...
While the Xianzhou, the Space Station, the Express, and even the IPC and various major planets were filled with mixed emotions over Trianne's end.
Xu Qiong timed it perfectly and updated his status.
[Temple of the Three Fates]——
[What's this? Is this a real photo the Author posted? Why does it look a bit familiar?]
[LOL, did the official account post the wrong photo...]
[Wait, kids! This isn't a real photo, isn't this the new map in the game, the Temple of the Three Fates?]
[Huh? What does this mean?]
On the other side.
After Tiresias returned, Xu Qiong urgently took her to a place: the Temple of the Three Fates.
To put it simply, it was going home for a look.
Given his current situation in Amphoreus, getting here wasn't too difficult.
Arriving at the main gate of the Temple of the Three Fates, familiar memories flooded back.
An unobstructed view of the cliff scenery, the spacious and solemn giant gateway, and the magnificent priest statues standing tall.
Tiresias was quite sentimental. "I didn't expect that one day in the future, I would have the chance to return here with this state of mind."
"Thank you, Little Gray~ When you suddenly said you were taking me home, I was actually startled. So it was back to Januspolis."
As they walked, Tiresias gave Xu Qiong a kind smile.
Because aside from Okhema, current Amphoreus still contained remnants of the Iron Tomb and other erosive materials.
So unlike Phainon and Mydei, Tiresias was defenseless; even if she wanted to come back for a look, it was difficult.
After all, everything hadn't completely ended yet.
The people were back, but the land hadn't been fully reclaimed.
"Actually," Xu Qiong paused, "if Teacher Tiresias wants to come back often, I can set things up nearby so there won't be any danger."
They indeed encountered no danger along the way.
But it wasn't that there were no Abominations; it was because Xu Qiong had walked far enough on the Path of 'Time', and the territory covered by 'Time' with him as the center was growing larger.
Any abomination that approached would instantly wither and be destroyed by 'Time'.
Therefore, he could also demarcate a territory and turn it into a 'Time' doldrums.
Any organic or inorganic body that approached would fade and wither...
However, Tiresias just waved her hand happily. "No need, that would be too much trouble for Little Gray."
"But if possible, next time I'd like to bring Mother back for a walk."
"Although the memories here aren't exactly pleasant, I want her to see the place where I set off every time..."
"She will be very happy," Xu Qiong said leisurely.
"Come, look at the camera!"
In front of the temple gates of Januspolis, before this portal symbolizing fate, Xu Qiong held up the camera.
Before Tiresias could react, he moved closer to her, and then with a 'click', the scene was frozen in time.
"Eh?"
Tiresias: "(;≧Д≦)y?"
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