Xyrin Empire
Chapter 426 - Chapter 426: 426

Chapter 426: 426

What’s a nouveau riche?

The Star Domain Divine Race is just a bunch of disgraceful nouveaux riches!

A navigation crystal capable of inter-world signal transmission without damage, and it’s naturally occurring too! How much manpower and resources would it take to create something like that in an ordinary plane? And they use it as a decoration?

And it seems Sandora once hung it as a toy in her bedroom… I hope she wasn’t using it to teethe? I’ve heard those “crystals” are pretty tough…

“How can something from the Divine Realm be lost in this Sky Zone?” Big Sister asked curiously, then before Sandora could answer, she realized for herself, “Anyway, someone like Dingdang can become a God.”

Sandora: “…That’s also possible…”

The long-neglected Lilina chimed in at this moment, “Xyrin People spreading their base wrecks everywhere, Divine Race People throwing around their domestic trash–don’t your high-end Races care about the city’s appearance at all?”

Regrettably, I was speechless in response to Lilina’s sarcasm, but–speaking of which, isn’t it a bit problematic for you, who always claim to be a devoted follower of ‘Miss Lady,’ to say such blasphemous words?

Setting aside why a “crystal” from the Divine Realm ended up lost in this Star Zone, and was even worshipped as a divine artifact by the local natives, those are minor matters. We should think about which planet to destroy next.

“Norald Planet, a planet rich in mineral resources but with a harsh environment,” Zeratul volunteered enthusiastically to provide us with information, “Here, there are abundant crystal mines and they are quite easy to exploit. Taldarim has always regarded this as one of their important resource planets. Since it’s not suitable for colonization, most of this place is filled with automated mining robots and intelligent factories, so we don’t need to worry about harming the innocent too much. Plus, its proximity to Taldarim’s last defensive line means its destruction should cause them panic.”

Listening to Zeratul’s calm and objective analysis, Sandora and I simultaneously looked up, staring at the clump of tentacles on Uncle Z’s chin and spacing out.

“Uh… is there a problem?”

Even someone as composed as Uncle Z couldn’t help but sweat a drop of cold sweat under the joint scrutiny of two beings who could be considered the highest rulers of this universe. After understanding our unpredictable spirits, he instinctively developed a psychological shadow concerning our curiosity.

“Are you sure you aren’t a spy we sent to this Star Zone long ago?” Sandora asked seriously, “And then lost your memory due to some reason… You handle tricking your own people a bit too expertly.”

“This…” Uncle Z looked conflicted, “I just wanted to teach those crazy heretics a lesson.”

It was another day of the “lottery time,” honestly, where did such a genius evil idea suddenly spring from Big Sister’s severely darkened mind? After we published the schedule across the entire Star Zone and started the “lottery” at the listed hours, certain time slots had become the three major Races’ prayer time in the entire Star Zone–well, maybe except for the Insect Race who never watch TV and seem to lack any rights…

What surprised me was that, even in such a hopeless situation, whether the Independent Federation, the Insect Race, or Taldarim, no leader had stood up to surrender. It seemed like they had really made up their minds to resist “the brutal Empire invaders” to the end, defending their fortresses and even launching small-scale sporadic attacks on us, which baffled Sandora so much that we even started to suspect if that so-called “Revelation” had brainwashed all three Races to such an extent.

Of course, we were not without investigation on that so-called “Revelation.”

We released countless probes, which covered every corner of the Star Zone, capturing every drifting piece of information in the universe, even not sparing the odd broadcasts like xx’s friend, midnight x sounds that are conspicuous from a distance, but still nothing on the “Revelation”–no energy fluctuations to be detected, not even information bodies, naturally, we couldn’t find their source.

“Hello, everyone, it’s time for the daily ‘Doomsday Lottery’ once again! Natives of the Kepulu Star Zone, are you still in front of your TVs? Please drop your remote controls and don’t switch channels~~~ Our beloved Emperor will still personally conduct today’s draw, so who will be today’s lucky one? Let us wait and see…”

Standing in the “television studio” broadcasting to the entire star zone, Lilina, dressed in a cute little princess dress and waving a shiny star magic wand, bounced around lively while giving the broadcast in a sweet voice.

I just wonder if this guy has studied psychology so much that it has turned him into a psychopath…

I mean seriously, drop the pretense of being a child, you wicked Fake Lolita! Could you at least get rid of that magical girl transformation dance from the Empire’s media platforms, you jerk!

“Hello again, everyone,” I said, feigning an authoritative look as I grabbed Lilina and tossed her into a trash can behind me–don’t ask me why there’s a trash can on the bridge–and I continued in a somber voice, “As you have yet to surrender, I have no choice but to keep this regrettable game going. Of course, you still have the option to choose survival until the last planet on the list is destroyed.”

As I finished talking, Vega, who knew the drill, brought a tray forward, and I made a show of examining a crystal before casually feeding it to Little Baobao, who had been salivating beside me for quite some time.

“Planet number ninety-six, Noral Planet, now it’s Imperial Time, three-thirty in the afternoon. This planet will be destroyed in thirty-seven minutes.”

Finishing this sentence, I stepped away from the camera, and Lilina, who had just crawled out of the trash can fully revived, swiftly took over, “Meow~!!~~ This is the universe’s strongest magical girl Lilina~~ Hello everyone! I will continue to host the next segment, and our reporters will keep tracking and broadcast live the entire destruction process of Noral Planet~~~ Now it’s time for a no-prize guess, let’s imagine, will the planet’s destruction start from the Southern Hemisphere or the Northern Hemisphere? Enthusiastic viewers, you can dial the number at the bottom of the screen…”

Hmm… there’s no faking, Lilina and Qianqian, these two mischief-makers who apparently thrive in chaos, really did set up such a hotline–the problem is nobody has called yet.

“I feel like I’m such a major villain here,”

While helplessly watching Qianqian fight with a few kids over the leftover candy, I shook my head and sighed.

“Moreover, it seems you have quite the talent, Ah Jun,” Sandora said with a teasing smile, praising me, “If I had a genius conspirator like your sister and an actor like you back in the day, I might have avoided several genocides.”

Me: “…”

As we were discussing the tricks of being an ultimate boss behind the scenes, a light fizzy sliding sound came from the door sensor of the room, then an extremely excited and very familiar voice suddenly reached my ears, “Ah!! How awesome!! Is this the legendary spaceship?! This is such a precious experience!! Chichun! Hurry up! Director is here!!”

Crack– I was petrified on the spot.

My neck made suspicious creaking noises, and my gaze stiffly turned just in time to see a petite girl with long black hair running through the room’s entrance towards me, and then through a dynamic parabolic trajectory in mid-air, she crashed into me, who was too shocked to react, knocking me off the sofa.

“Ah! Director, I’m sorry…”

Zuotian Tsuruya sat quite intimately on my chest, her face filled with panic, and then the tiny girl was lifted by the collar by a Queen who had started to feel jealous and put aside.

“Ah Jun, are you alright?”

Qianqian finally managed to snatch the last piece of rock candy from the hands of a few Lolis, and muffled by the candy in her mouth, she came over and then nonchalantly turned to greet the several girls, all surprised as they walked in: “Hi! You guys came over to play?”

“Playing around, my foot! Can Qianqian’s nerves get any bigger?”

“How did you guys get over here… What were those guards doing… Pandora!! Who’s the screw-up on duty at Shadow Base today!?”

With the sudden intrusion of a few girls, someone’s head was absolutely bursting as they flipped over a tea table in their heart that was already being smashed into a five-star Divine Artifact, nearly in tears.

Are you guys coming to the Imperial Front to play house?

“Uh… this is really a show of enviable, jealousy-inducing wealth…” Bai Jing Heizi was the last one to enter, and after looking around at the luxurious and advanced equipment and the imposing soldiers on guard, she murmured enviously, “Big Sister, please don’t let these kinds of people buy you off with money!”

“Buy you off, my arse!” I chopped Heizi with a hand, causing her to squat on the ground and whimper, “I haven’t even asked yet! How did you all get here?”

“It’s all Misaka’s achievement~! Misaka Misaka bragged to the frantic Director with an extremely proud tone… Alas? Why is Director’s face so dark? Misaka Misaka added in a very puzzled voice.”

Little Misaka even got involved… Speaking of which, how on earth is your white-haired nanny, Ling Ke Baihezi, fulfilling her guardian duties, damn it!!

At that moment, hurried footsteps suddenly resounded from outside the door. Sivis led a dozen heavily armed Xyrin Soldiers into the room, hastily saluted me, and spoke quickly, “Your Majesty! We just received an urgent communication from Shadow City. The Misaka Network used its authority to sneak a group of people in with a magic corps from British Puritan… inside… uh, it’s them…”

“So that’s how it was.”

I nodded, my face darkening as I looked at Little Misaka, who definitely played a decisive role in this ordeal. Even if she usually had extraordinary nerves, she sensed it wasn’t good this time and immediately dashed behind a white-haired boy who had been maintaining a cold demeanor but kept secretly glancing around at the magical equipment and the holoprojectors sketching battle star maps since he entered. Her actions made the boy show an obviously forced impatient expression, and then One-Way Street stepped in front of her.

“Cut it out, I don’t even know what this brat wants to do, it was this guy who dragged me over here, saying there was something really cool to see…” One-Way Street said somewhat insincerely, “You shouldn’t really be taking this seriously against such a kid, right?”

“Fine, leading a bunch of civilians into a teleportation gate headed for the Imperial Front, and then running amok all over the Interstellar Coalition Flagship…” I clenched my jaw, “Am I supposed to smile and give you all a grand tour?”

The few girls, along with One-Way Street, had just shown embarrassed expressions and were about to admit their mistake when a super energetic girl rushed over excitedly: “Oh, that sounds great! Ah Jun, since everyone is here, why don’t we start with the bridge?”

I was floored–seriously, what kind of setup does Qianqian’s brain have?

The quirky Tsuruya immediately seized the rare opportunity, chiming in, “That’s right, that’s right, since we’re already here… And I’m not just any civilian, you know, I’m a registered Imperial Commander! I should be fine going to the frontlines, right?”

The problem is, if you’re really a military person, you should be listening to orders and staying put on Earth!

The reason why the girls, including One-Way Street who had become like a small Misaka summoned beast, came over was pretty simple. Since successfully taking over the entire Academy City with Undead Magic and even bringing the British Puritan under our command, we had established two long-lasting World Gates in that parallel world–one in Academy City’s Aresta “Ancient Tomb,” and the other in the Zeroth Cathedral District of the Church of Necessary Evil. With these two World Gates, our contact with that side had always maintained a semi-daily routine. Plus, with a few girls having special identities and the permission I had given earlier to “come over and play anytime,” Misaka and the others took advantage of the school holidays to come over for fun…

However, they ended up finding nobody at home, and all around Shadow City was a tense atmosphere filled with massive armies and roaring war chariots, filling the entire city. Even for their first time in Shadow City, the girls were curious, so they found the local NPCs Little Misaka and One-Way Street to investigate the situation. Then it was just Little Misaka giving an embellished and messy description based on the information she got from the Misaka Network and the occasional guesses she made…

Anyway, a certain little guy absolutely didn’t play a good role throughout the entire incident.

Due to the negligence of a certain hands-off supervisor, the authorization of the Misaka sisters, those special residents of Shadow City, had always been in a state of suspension. According to the default level, the Sisters, who could move freely even in the Empire fortress, were treated as first-class guests. With the advantage of their authority and the aid of a quirky, long, black-haired Imperial Commander identity that was picked up on a whim, Little Misaka and her 10,000 subordinate units devised a quite meticulous plan, allowing a dominant touring group from Academy City to successfully blend into the next batch heading to the frontline magic troops…

Although the soldiers remaining in Shadow City immediately detected an unusual signal in the transporter, by that time, the bunch had already joyfully run through the corridors of the flagship — and Tsuruya, the complicit Imperial Commander, used her official conveniences all the way to find our location.

Should I pat that long, black-haired head and commend her for her cleverness?

“That’s how it went! Misaka held her hands up, excitedly,” she said.

You still dare to be high-spirited!

“Um… Director… uh, Chen Jun, you’re not angry, are you?”

Seeing the ever-troubled expression on my face, Tsuruya, unlike the other carefree girls, cautiously approached and asked, “I heard from Little Misaka that you went to fight in outer space, and I was worried… so…”

“Uh… fine,” I finally resigned myself with a sigh, “since you are all here now, but don’t expect to have the opportunity to wander around everywhere. This place is quite dangerous, the entire Star Zone is engulfed in warfare, and we are the target of everyone.”

My words immediately made Tsuruya tense: “Is Brother’s situation really bad? Don’t you have a powerful army? Could it be the enemies…”

“The situation is quite the opposite,” I awkwardly scratched my head, “strictly speaking, it’s because our army is too powerful. Now, everyone in the entire Star Zone desperately wants to kill me. The details are complicated, I’ll explain them to you later.”

“Oh,” Tsuruya obediently nodded, still curiously pressed on with a question, “So, all of Brother’s enemies are villains? Are you saving the world again?”

How should I explain, dammit! I was just busy causing nationwide panic just before!

Fortunately, Tsuruya’s character was somewhat similar to Qianqian’s in some ways. In less than a minute, she had forgotten her question and started screaming excitedly with a few other girls as they explored the amazing devices in the room.

I sat down on the sofa, dealing with Little Baobao who was busy fighting with a piece of candy in her mouth, facing a One-way Street who was pretending to be expressionless like a zombie. Although he tried to maintain indifferent expressions, his curiosity not even slightly lighter than Little Misaka, who was jumping all around the room.

“Do you have something to say?”

I looked at One-Way Street’s eyes with a half-smiling demeanor. The occasional glance drifting this way revealed that this guy’s attention wasn’t really focused entirely on the star maps and other stuff in the room.

“I just want to know what kind of person you really are.”

One-Way Street turned his head, his muddied red eyes filled with wariness and distrust.

“That brat knows nothing, but I’ve discovered a lot, your army… is it invading?! Savior, Mr.!” (To be continued, for further developments, please log on to www.NovelFire.net, more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)