Yin Se-ri's powerful mental energy surged out of her mind, and only after seeing that it was Li Chang-zhou did she take two breaths, still shaken.

"What are you doing?" She frowned, snatched her water glass back from Li Changzhou's hand, her delicate face full of impatience.

"Your hair?" Li Changzhou didn't explain, but curiously examined Yin Seli's short hair.

It was pink before, but after only a short while, it turned bright silver.

“Oh,” Ian Selly brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, “it’s the color of my flying car, to remind someone.”

"Hahaha!" Li Changzhou couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Yoon Seul-ri began to frown.

"Don't worry, I will definitely buy it for you!" Li Changzhou assured him with a smile.

"It's not buying for me, it's giving me a loss!"

"Losing money is equivalent to losing money, buying is better. Which do you want?"

Yoon Seul-ri's lively and alluring face was full of suspicion: "Really?"

"What I said is true."

"Are you willing to do that?"

"I have no interest in money."

Yoon Seul-ri laughed: "Then I want—"

“Lily.” Arnes walked over from the corner of the corridor, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two of them.

Li Changzhou smiled at him, then left Yin Seli with the words, "You can choose the flying car you want now." He turned and left, walking back to the bridge where he had just left.

Yin Seli was lucky; she happened to encounter the King of Black Mist when he was in a very good mood.

Stepping onto the bridge, the interior is filled with the roar of a tidal wave.

Four of the eighteen tentacles of the navigator, Dayi, were holding up glow stick-like objects and shouting wildly.

"Si Si! Si Si!"

"I love you! I love you! I must marry you! Sisi!"

Before them stretched a sea of ​​stars, and in the center of the sea of ​​stars was a wide platform. The platform was surrounded by people, and in the center stood a three-meter-tall humanoid woman.

Navigator Dayi was seated in the 2825th row of the concert – he could see the seat information just by looking down.

Li Changzhou stood in the center of the crowd, and the light and shadow that made up the illusory figures were partially squeezed out by his body.

"Thank you everyone." The three-meter-tall female star was slightly out of breath. "Next is the last song—"

Everyone stood up.

Navigator Dayi was no exception; he joined the endless sea of ​​people in shouting like a madman: "—I will turn the universe upside down!"

Everything quieted down again.

Whether it was hundreds of millions or billions of life forms, they silently gazed at the stage.

A song, ethereal and profound like the universe, began to play.

"I glide slowly across the dark abyss on the colder side of the Yellow Fish Star's orbit~" the female star sang affectionately.

Li Changzhou thought to himself, "So it's a concert... The mission notes included 'I'm going to turn the universe upside down!' So the official staff who wrote the mission notes are also fans of this female celebrity?"

Or is the mission related to this female celebrity?

As the song ended, the virtual image disappeared, and the scene before my eyes changed from a stage in the vacuum of space back to the previous cabin.

"Captain, you've arrived?" Navigator Dayi noticed him then.

He put the four glow sticks in his mouth and continued, "Captain, let's change ships. I want to drive the latest Lightspeed 3000 to Si Si's concert!"

"You like her very much?" Li Changzhou sat down on his captain's throne.

His hand rested on the beads on the armrest of the throne. With his hand on them, he could issue any command to the spaceship; it was a small gadget that demonstrated the captain's authority.

Actually... although this ship should have been decommissioned 5,000 years ago, it can be directly summoned from anywhere to issue commands to the mainframe.

Even without a navigator, this dilapidated ship can safely traverse most of the dust belts in the universe. Spaceships that cannot afford professional navigators generally rely on autonomous piloting.

Dust belts are a minor matter; getting lost in space is the most terrifying thing. At that point, a navigator who can locate a fellow human being—with the other's consent—can always bring the ship back to the Great Wall of Gods.

When combat is needed, navigators can also act as soldiers.

"My dream for going to sea is to earn enough money to sit in the front row at Si Si's concert and hear her sing up close," said Navigator Dayi with longing.

“You will achieve this dream,” Li Changzhou said.

"But I spent all my savings to see all of Si Si's concerts this year."

"...It's okay, I don't have any savings either."

"Thank you, Captain, you're so good at comforting people." Dayi wiped its four eyes with its four tentacles, moved to tears.

People who enjoy listening to music are very sensitive, regardless of whether they are aliens or not—in the universe, the term 'alien' is debatable.

Li Changzhou aspired to be a cold and strong man since he was ten years old, so he never listened to songs.

“Dayi, tell me what you know about ‘iao·1 parsec’,” he said.

“I’ve only heard he’s a madman,” Dayi replied.

How exactly did he go crazy?

"He seems to have only recently gone mad. After the Value Game appeared, the Saint (you can tell it's 'Saint,' similar to the English word for man and woman) ordered that the 'winner' had been determined and all experiments with time machines and possibilities must be stopped. But Iiao wants to know the true identity of the 'winner' and has been researching it ever since."

The pronunciation of 'winner' was strange, so the Value Game translated it into 'winner' in a way that Li Changzhou could understand.

Is the mission this time to find out the true identity of the 'winner'?

With their current strength, trying to do such a thing is worse than going back to Earth to farm.

"Since Io disobeyed the Sage's orders, was he punished in any way?" he continued.

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