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Having learned about the simulated universe project from Black Tower and Screw Gum, and understanding the abilities of Jizo Mitama, Chadwick did not relax; instead, his already wrinkled brows furrowed even more.

"Young man, you are an unknown guest, aren't you? Why do you want to obtain the imaginary number collapse pulse?"

Now that things have come to this, how could Chadwick not see what Qiong's goal is?

I want to take him and the knowledge of imaginary numbers with me.

He wouldn't say a word to anyone from his family or company.

Ke Qiong is different. He comes from the Starry Sky Train, which is known for its kind and helpful people. He also has close relationships with several geniuses. In addition, he himself is extraordinary.

"Because of the mission. I can get 100 crystals by completing this mission."

Qiong's main selling point is sincerity.

"?"

Chadwick was completely baffled.

March 7th, who had been silent from the beginning, suddenly seemed to realize something.

Oh, it was a mission. That makes sense.

"What! 100 crystals!"

Upon hearing this, Xing couldn't sit still any longer. She immediately jumped up, hugged her younger brother's arm tightly, pressed him against her soft chest, and started to act coquettishly.

"Onii-chan~"

The cloyingly sweet voice sounded like boiled fatty meat coated in sugar, stuffed down the throat, only to be swallowed when it slid down into the stomach because it was too oily.

It instantly gave Qiong goosebumps.

"No, stop it. I admit that I was just trying to get Lord Xing's attention by talking nonsense. The reward is actually only 10 crystals."

This star core spirit is getting better and better at being disgusting.

"Really?"

Xing, maintaining her elegant, soft, and adorably cute voice to the point of being nauseating, blinked her big eyes and asked.

Qiong couldn't hold back any longer and directly sealed her mouth with his own.

"Well……"

"...?"

Watching these two gray-haired people go from disgust to kissing each other, even Chadwick's genius mind couldn't keep up with the leap.

"them……"

"Just get used to it. These two guys have a special relationship; they're the same person."

Black Tower waved his hand and explained to Chadwick the principle that the essence of the Starry Sky was one person, and also told Chadwick about the glorious achievements of the two gray-haired people in the past.

"What? You smashed through Cripper's Comet Wall?"

"Being highly regarded by [Pleasure]..."

"They created a global locust plague that filled the entire universe, which then destroyed the entire simulated universe and killed five or six Star Gods!?"

Are you sure you're talking about the Star God?

"A magical combination earring that can fundamentally change the thinking of a genius?"

Chadwick listened, feeling like he was hearing gibberish. He was completely dumbfounded and reverted to his previous Alzheimer's-like expression.

Is this something a human being could do?

If these events hadn't been recounted by two geniuses, Chadwick would surely have dismissed them as mere fabrications by some bored individual.

No, even novels aren't this outrageous!

The image of the starry sky kept refreshing in Chadwick's mind, and when he finally summarized it, he found...

The two seemed to possess a certain quality that he had never felt in anyone else.

That's it.

“Okay, I can go to your planet as a researcher.”

The three civilizations destroyed by the Imaginary Number Collapse Pulse have nurtured this civilization, which has recovered from the Star Core Catastrophe, as a form of atonement.

Furthermore, imaginary pulse collapse... perhaps it could truly be used to deter cosmic peace.

Chadwick took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, an unprecedented smile appeared on his face:

"Do you want my research?"

"Please, Master, impart your skills!"

Qiong immediately cupped his hands in greeting.

Heh heh heh, the old guy has finally handed over the Burning Technique!

Qiong is quite interested in the imaginary number collapse pulse, but without a mission, it's not to the point that she absolutely has to get it.

After all, if Kiana and all the Star Souls, including the Herrscher of the End, were activated, she might even surpass the Star God.

In the later stages, galactic-level weapons are merely toys.

It was somewhat useful in the early stages, but the more crucial part was on Earth.

If the Secondary Silver Wing thoroughly understands the imaginary number collapse pulse, it can transform into the Lawgiver of Truth and use the power of understanding to reproduce it within the solar system.

Otto the False God?

Kevin's final trial?

No, that was my trial!

It's time to let the foolish natives of Earth experience the dimensional reduction attack of the interstellar era!

Why can birds fly?

When imaginary numbers begin to collapse, only free birds can escape their predetermined demise!

Qiong used Feather Crossing and Earthly Soul to stabilize Chadwick's state, even turning him into a half-remembered spirit. Black Tower and Screw Gum took him to Ruan Mei's laboratory.

The family didn't dare say a word about it.

Three geniuses together represent the Genius Club to exert pressure.

Who dares to utter a single word of dissent?

Qiong, Xing, March 7th, and Liuying returned to Liumeng Reef to continue their previous investigation.

[Task: Endless Void Realm, the Heart of the Silent Sea, Burning the Great Thousand Worlds, Returning to Tranquility. (Completed)]

[Reward: 100 Crystals.]

Qiong glanced at the number of crystals in the upper right corner.

1898.

PS:

Volume 1: Chapter 609 The Star God of the Manhole Cover

Based on her previous experiences with gacha pulls, Qiong felt that some necessary mystical rituals should still be respected.

Qiong rummaged through his spatial ring, his gaze sweeping over the custom-made, ornate cross, the lucky charm he had purchased from the Immortal Ship at great expense, and the gilded Buddha statue that had been blessed by some unknown temple...

The tools are all ready, but what kind of ritual should we perform?

Or perhaps we should pay homage to Mikhail, the so-called father of Pinocchio?

Maybe there will be a boost from local faith?

Feeling the double soft and elastic touch from behind, clinging tightly to her, Qiong pondered.

The three-person team of four people had a 100% head-turning rate on Liumeng Reef Road, not because the combination of three beautiful and handsome girls and boys was too eye-catching.

Of course, this is part of the reason, but the main reason is the way the four people moved.

Xing's feet were on a yo-yo with dazzling lights, Liu Ying was on Xing's back, Qiong was on Liu Ying's back, and finally San Yueqi was clinging to Qiong's back with both hands and feet.

A human-shaped hamburger.

As for why the star is at the bottom?

Just look at her relaxed and carefree expression, like a female college student on a spring outing with an empty backpack!

Enjoying the wonderfully soft feeling of cheese sandwiched between two buns emanating from Qiong's body, Xing even enthusiastically led the three of them in playing a challenging yo-yo parkour game.

The children along Liumengjiao Road had their eyes light up and their faces full of admiration.

Facing the children's hopeful gazes, Xing proudly raised his little head, looking every bit like a leader among the kids.

However, when passing through a certain intersection, the yo-yo, which was traveling at more than 100 miles per hour, stopped instantly as if it had been hit by emergency brakes.

"Eh?"

The sudden, unexpected braking at this speed meant that, with no seatbelt to fasten and being on the second-lowest level, Firefly's entire focus was on adjusting her posture to make Dolph more comfortable on Dolph's back.

Caught off guard, it was sent flying by the powerful inertia.

As a veteran of the Sky Front, Firefly's reaction was remarkably swift.

She almost instantly regained her balance, twisted her slender waist with force, executed a clean twist in mid-air, and finally landed gracefully and elegantly.

Quickly extending her arms, she caught Qiong in a perfect princess carry, and immediately asked with concern:

"Qiong, are you alright?"

"Uh (⊙o⊙)... It's nothing."

Qiong's feelings were quite complicated.

He was often treated like a princess by the star core, but the feeling of being in the arms of fireflies and in the arms of stars was completely different.

"Whoa—ouch!"

March 7th frantically waved its arms and legs in mid-air for a while, and finally fell hard on its bottom with a thud.

"I almost fell to my death, Ah Xing! Is Li Zaigan some kind of demon?"

Rubbing her sore bottom, March 7th stood up with a grimace, ready to teach this traffic-breaking Si Ji a lesson.

But Xing completely ignored her complaints. Instead, like a raccoon that had spotted its target, he darted into the alley ahead with a strong sense of stealth.

"Sneak attack!"

After looking around to make sure no one was watching, Xing quickly squatted down.

A pair of ruthless iron hands grabbed the still-steaming manhole cover on the ground, lifted it up with a little force, and neatly tucked it under his arm.

The entire set of movements was fluid and smooth, without the slightest hesitation.

She immediately threw out the yo-yo, jumped on it, and floored the gas pedal.

The yo-yo suddenly exploded with terrifying acceleration. Xing, with his other hand, grabbed Liu Ying, who had just regained her footing and was still holding Qiong, and suddenly threw the two of them onto his back. Then, without hesitation, he accelerated away from the scene.

This series of lightning-fast, professionally-like actions left the March 7th resident at the alley entrance completely dumbfounded.

"Wait! I haven't gotten on the bus yet!"

"Don't leave me!"

Six-phase ice skates appeared beneath his feet, and March 7th hurriedly followed.

Five minutes later.

“Wo Cuo Re”.

Haji Star, who was kneeling obediently, had his cheeks pinched and pulled apart like dough by the panting March 7.

"I accidentally forgot about you, Ah Qi. I won't do it again next time."

Xing admitted his mistake in a slurred manner.

"There will be a next time?"

On March 7th, he stood with his hands on his hips, glaring at her angrily, looking every bit like he was angry with his girlfriend.

No, that's all.