Chapter 849: Chapter 843: The Russians’ Choice (Seeking to cover the basics at the beginning of the month!)
Chen Yu stretched out his hand, letting the necklace fall into his palm. Staring at the pendant’s gemstone that shimred with deep starlight, he couldn’t help but exclaim, “The Boiling Star Gem—how fortunate His Excellency Potemkin was to co across such a treasure!”
Hearing Chen Yu utter the gemstone’s na, the Russian Envoy’s eyes instantly filled with astonishnt. According to legend, this gem was obtained by Potemkin by sheer accident. Even with his Demigod-level knowledge, he had been unable to discern the gem’s origin and had only identified its functionality, crafting it into a necklace.
Generations of Russian Demigods had studied this gem without success, and it was only in modern tis that they preliminarily concluded it likely originated from beyond Earth.
For Chen Yu to imdiately recognize the gem’s na—could he possibly know what kind of gemstone this actually was?
The Russian Envoy voiced his question aloud. Chen Yu, upon hearing it, chuckled and explained, “This is a gemstone ford when a boiling stellar core cools and solidifies. It contains the energy of an entire star. If used as the core for a Divine Artifact, it can grant the wielder supre power comparable to the might of a star.”
“It is indeed as you describe. During the era of Empress Catherine the Great, this necklace was once called the Glorious Star Crown. It was said to radiate a brilliance akin to countless stars,” the Russian Envoy respectfully replied to Chen Yu. What Chen Yu had described about the gem’s capabilities matched the historical accounts of the necklace’s powers, convincing the envoy that Chen Yu truly recognized the gemstone.
Chen Yu, however, seed uninterested in the envoy’s words. He continued examining the pendant adorned with the Boiling Star Gem, drawn particularly to a circular indentation on it.
This indentation appeared to be nothing more than a decorative groove, but Chen Yu could tell that it was ant to hold the supposedly lost companion ring.
Not only that, but Chen Yu was certain—the necklace could only fully unleash the Boiling Star Gem’s power when paired with the ring. Together, the set would let the wearer harness the Starforce and radiate the dazzling light of stardust.
For now, however, without the companion ring, the necklace could only activate the gem’s residual Starforce for passive enhancent of the wearer or for forming a magic shield using Starforce.
That said, even with only these two functions, the necklace still remained an extraordinary treasure. Though it fell short of being a true Demigod Artifact, it was undoubtedly still worthy of a Demigod.
Of course, the gifts brought by the Russians included more than just the necklace and its accompanying Fabergé egg. After returning the necklace to the egg and indicating that the envoy should place it back in the box, Chen Yu casually asked, “Have you Russians decided which warship to summon yet? Just to be clear, if it’s not a historically significant or renowned ship, it won’t be able to summon a Demigod-level presence.”
“Of course,” the Russian Envoy nodded affirmatively before explaining to Chen Yu, “As soon as we were inford of this matter, our country imdiately began screening suitable candidates. The shortlisted options include the present-day aircraft carrier The Kuznetsov, the fourth ship of the 114-class cruiser Peter the Great, the historically significant Aurora that bombarded the Winter Palace, and the over-a-century-old rescue ship The Kommuna.”
“A decent selection. So, which one are you planning to summon?” Chen Yu asked with interest. Among the options, The Kuznetsov and Peter the Great were active Russian Navy vessels; the Aurora held unparalleled historical significance, while The Kommuna—it seed—was included purely for its longevity. If Russia chose this last ship, it likely ant history was the deciding factor.
This very question had indeed sparked long debates within Russia. However, a decision had finally been reached.
Thus, in response to Chen Yu’s inquiry, the Russian Envoy confidently replied, “We plan to summon Peter the Great. This decision was primarily influenced by your summoning of The Kirov. After evaluations and discussions, our country decided it would be best to use this sister ship of The Kirov.”
“A sister to The Kirov, hmm? That’s not a bad choice, though personally, I’m more intrigued by the Aurora. Summoning that ship would undoubtedly yield a Demigod,” Chen Yu said with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, deliberately provoking the envoy.
The Russian Envoy was montarily at a loss for words. The Aurora indeed held unparalleled historical significance; its fa made it an ideal candidate for summoning a Ship-girl.
But the Russian governnt dared not let Chen Yu summon her—why? The reason was simple…
The Aurora symbolized the revolutionary spirit of overthrowing the old order. If it were summoned as a red Ship-girl, it would pose no small headache for the current Russian governnt.
Red Square already housed one Demigod pledged to eternally guard Lenin’s Mausoleum. The Russian governnt had no interest in summoning another Demigod seeking to revive the Soviet Union.
After finishing this particular discussion, Chen Yu lightly tapped the box containing the Fabergé egg twice with his finger and asked, “What about the other items?”
“The other items are too large to easily transport. They were brought to Japan via a special flight and are currently stored on the plane under the watch of Russia’s most elite Supernatural Forces Squad,” the Russian Envoy explained, hoping to prevent any unnecessary misunderstanding.
After all, Russia’s promised gifts included a full set of knightly armor and matching weapons—bulky items that were much harder to transport than a necklace or a Fabergé egg.
Chen Yu didn’t seem to mind, simply nodding as he instructed the envoy, “In that case, I’ll have Belfast retrieve them for . You just need to escort her to the items; she’ll handle the transportation herself.”
“As you wish,” the Russian Envoy readily agreed without hesitation.
At that mont, Belfast—who was clad in her maid uniform—gracefully curtsied to the envoy. “Pleased to make your acquaintance,” she said warmly.
Seeing Belfast curtsy, the Russian Envoy quickly stood up and returned the gesture with imnse politeness, even a touch of nervousness. He was well aware that, despite her outward appearance as a maid, Belfast was a genuine Demigod-level Ship-girl. Her courtesy did not imply he could genuinely accept such a gesture from her.
After greeting Belfast, the Russian Envoy was supposed to take his leave to accompany her to the airport, but he suddenly rembered another matter. Steeling himself, he adjusted his composure and sowhat hesitantly posed his question, “Your Excellency, the Demigod—yesterday, you extracted twenty years of lifespan from the U.S. Special Envoy. I must admit I’m deeply curious—how did that co about? Could you kindly enlighten ?”
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