Chapter 610 A Wave Rises Without Wind
Deep in the wilderness of the soul, a gray sky is covered by thick, invisible clouds. The towering and solemn church towers and walls stand on the desolate grassland, while the magnificent and mysterious crystal tree now completely covers the cathedral, like a crystal dome that stretches from the courtyard area to the open space around the church.
From a distance, the crystalline tree and the magnificent church building appear to be merging into one. Numerous crystalline structures hang from the tree canopy, grow along the exterior walls of the building, or even replace parts of the roof and beams, giving some people the peculiar feeling that "the church and the giant tree are growing out of each other's bodies."
Yu Sheng knew that this was partly due to the Crystal Tree actively adapting to its growing environment, and partly due to Luna's deliberate guidance. In this wilderness dominated by soul power, she and her knights could adjust the cathedral at any time. After the Crystal Tree grew rapidly, she redesigned the structure of the entire cathedral's courtyard area and rear wing. The first reason was to leave enough room for the Crystal Tree to grow, and the second was because she thought it looked cool.
Yu Sheng had to admit that Miss Saint was indeed slightly superior to him in architectural design and aesthetics...
“Since you left last time, the canopy of this tree has expanded by nearly a quarter, and the supporting structures hanging down from the canopy have increased by about 30%,” the blonde female knight was explaining the changes in the crystal tree to Yu Sheng beside the huge crystal trunk in the courtyard area. “However, the biggest change is in those ‘cracks.’ They have become significantly more stable than before, and some of the cracks have formed a stable ‘filament’ structure with the nearby branches… You see over there.”
Following Luna's finger, Yu Sheng saw a stream of light shimmering with mysterious starlight. It was like a small river, meandering out from between the branches of the giant crystal tree. Its edges had a semi-transparent, blurry texture. Although the main body was floating in mid-air, many faint filaments extended from it, connecting to the nearest crystal branch like some kind of structure that transported "nutrients".
The fusion of the boundary bridge and the star body seems to be going very smoothly. It looks like it won't be long before those spacetime rifts grow to a size that can support the "passage". What will this giant tree look like then?
Yu Sheng was quite curious about this. In fact, he still didn't understand what use the "Boundary Bridge" could be. He had only "swallowed" it because he felt it was a pity that such a wonder, built with a lot of angelic power, had collapsed. It would be a huge loss not to take it back...
After all, everyone knows his habit: if he doesn't pick it up when he goes out, it's considered a loss. Besides, he's already eaten it, so whether it's useful or not, he'll plant it first. It'll be good for the fox to sharpen its claws later.
Of course, Yu Sheng now has a new reason to pay attention to this—those cultists seem to want to use the "Boundary Bridge Technology" to cause some trouble, so he can't blame him for showing those cultists what it means to be the real father of troublemakers.
With his eyes slightly narrowed, Yu Sheng's mind gradually calmed down. Through the connection established in his blood, he gradually achieved "synchronization" with the giant crystal tree before him.
He began to observe and understand the "fruits" growing on the giant trees, drawing knowledge from the rivers filled with glimmering light. He tried to extract the spatial and temporal order hidden in the cracks and write it into the next door he was about to open.
Then he stepped forward, placed his hand on the trunk of the crystal tree, and slowly raised his hand as if he were tightly grasping something invisible, pulling it out of the trunk little by little.
Luna stood to the side, staring wide-eyed at the unbelievable scene before her.
She saw a stream of light suddenly appear in Yu Sheng's hand... a stream of light that seemed to be alive. The stream of light was very similar to the "crack" on the giant tree of the star body, but it was in an extremely unstable and turbulent state. It seemed that several phantoms were overlapping each other in the light, and were constantly collapsing and reorganizing inside.
Although Luna had no idea how Yu Sheng's bunch of weird abilities worked, it didn't stop her from feeling extremely dangerous the moment she saw it.
"What...is this?" The saintess asked, her eyes wide, instinctively keeping a safe distance from the "living rift."
Yu Sheng turned his head and grinned: "Precast boundary bridge."
Luna was dumbfounded: "This can be prefabricated?!"
“No,” Yu Shengte said frankly, “at least not at this stage—the boundary bridge isn’t ‘mature’ yet. Even the cracks in the trees are still growing, let alone what I have in my hand is just a shadow that has been pulled out.”
Luna was momentarily stunned: "...Then, why did you make this thing...?"
“Bai Liqing has a plan. She wants to create a batch of fake ‘angel catalysts’ to lure the members of the Chong Sheng Hermitage who enter the border area,” Yu Sheng explained patiently without hiding anything. “Although we have obtained the characteristic parameters of the ‘Zolda Black Stone’ from Luo, the Chong Sheng Hermitage may have already obtained a lot of information related to the Boundary Bridge. Simple fakes probably won’t fool them.”
Luna blinked: "Um, I think I understand."
“This thing is unstable, but as long as you don’t mess with it, it’ll be fine,” Yu Sheng said with a bright smile. “I’ll stuff it into a fake one later, and when those Hermitage guys take a look with their equipment—oh wow, this thing can really generate cracks, then you tell me if it’s real or not!”
Upon hearing this, Luna smiled brightly, her laughter mirroring Yu Sheng's unspoken understanding. They were in cahoots, conspiring together to commit these evil deeds...
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Dark Currents, a dark corner of the starry sky on the edge of the region.
This is the edge of this dim nebula.
The loosely structured, sparsely packed nebulae do not have clearly defined "territory." There are countless fragmented "territories" here, and the ownership of each airspace is determined by the "mother star broadcasting stations" anchored next to large celestial bodies and their associated defense facilities. For the past few decades, the ownership of this area has been held by the Black Dot Group.
Desolate, remote, and barren, it has no redeeming qualities other than occupying two rocky planets and thus barely producing any minerals. A weak sun illuminates the simple celestial system in the area, and the nearest port of transportation is located light-years away on the "Grey Dwarf Star". In this place that can be described as a wasteland, a "Pioneer Laboratory" was once the only "bright spot".
But now even the Pioneer Laboratory has vanished, leaving only a few space factories in chaos due to the lack of command, and mining facilities on the surface that have ceased operations.
A distorted phantom suddenly appeared in space, as if something had instantly flipped and "squeezed" into this space, but the next second, the distorted phantom disappeared into the universe.
Under the concealment field, a small, silver-gray shuttle was moving slowly in space, while Luo sat in the cockpit, vomiting violently.
Beside her was her loyal captain of the guard—who was also vomiting profusely.
"Taking the shuttle with me through the door is so exciting," Luo finally managed to lift his head after vomiting for a full two minutes, staring weakly at the dashboard in front of him. "I should have just asked the boss to open a big door and bring the shuttle over... I shouldn't have believed his talk of 'advanced technology'..."
The captain of the guard, gripping the armrest of his chair, had a face that was slightly purplish, just like the psionic mushroom Luo had eaten back then: "It's said that this technology comes from the Otherworld Hotel. The entire spacecraft can act as a 'door' for teleportation in the universe. Before you set off, you were very enthusiastic about figuring out how this works."
Luo waved his hand weakly, too exhausted to explain anything further. He felt like he had nothing left to vomit, and if he dry-heaved a couple more times, he would only be able to vomit engine oil...
After another half minute of discomfort, the two finally recovered. The captain of the guard took a breath, his complexion gradually returning to normal, and then cautiously glanced at the footage from the external monitor: "We shouldn't have been discovered, right?"
“Probably not,” Luo said, still checking the instruments. “The concealment field is working properly, and all communications are silent. Unless we’re unlucky enough to be watching that spot when we’re teleporting here, no one in this vast space will be able to detect the activity of a small shuttle.”
The captain of the guard breathed a sigh of relief, then casually turned on the communicator next to his seat and called out to the crew cabin at the back of the shuttle: "Guys, are you done throwing up?"
Two beeps came from the communicator, followed by a somewhat annoyed voice: "Morpheus threw up in his mask, X..."
“That idiot X, he was the one who threw up in his mask during the last mission at the shipyard,” the guard captain couldn’t help but curse. “Alright, just leave him be, let him clean it up himself, as long as everyone else is okay…”
Luo listened to the sounds coming from beside him, and his expression gradually relaxed.
She had originally planned to act alone, intending to return to the Dark Current Starfield to meet with her informants there. However, the day before her departure, as she returned to the valley to rest and recuperate, Eileen's words changed her mind about this somewhat risky idea—she couldn't remember the exact content of those words, but the one sentence that stuck with her most was:
"...It's even difficult to beat a first-year student in the second semester..."
The evil red-eyed dwarf's words were infuriating, but Luo was good at recognizing her own mistakes and was able to learn from them—remembering her experience of being beaten up at home and taken to the Secret Service, she eventually brought a few helpers with her.
She didn't bring many people with her; besides the captain of the guard, there were only four well-trained soldiers. In the words of the evil red-eyed dwarf, they were "barely at the level of being able to fight a primary school graduate in a 'fairy tale'," but she felt that was enough.
She wasn't there to overturn the entire Dark Current Starfield, nor could she expect to shake up the deeply entrenched warlords and cultists with just a few soldiers. Bringing a few guards was simply to increase the margin for error and to have someone to help with the work.
Her real task was simply to extend the "boss's" power to this place.
Luo reached out and gently brushed her hand across the hidden compartment next to the seat.
She seemed to hear living blood writhing in those containers, and death and life hissing in the darkness.
(End of this chapter)
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