"...What do you an you just slept on the terrace outside and dreamt of the people on the Lost Ho, and you even feel like you're quite familiar with them?"
On the ship bridge of the Mass Effect, Baili Qing's facial muscle groups once again reached their peak activity for the day—her eye twitched upwards by at least four pixels, and her tone carried a hint of amazent.
Though she didn't say it directly, Yu Sheng could read a bit of "Can you just chill for a day, man" from those four pixels.
You know, Yu Sheng himself felt a bit awkward, especially after seeing Baili Qing's eyes, glazed over with exhaustion… He thought of advising her to take a break, only to rember she was indeed on a break right now. Although taking a vacation on the front line was a bit questionable, he still didn't have the heart to say more.
Scratching his cheek, Yu Sheng finally spoke, "First, don't ask for the principle, you already know how reasonable things happen to . Second, don't ask if I can replicate it; if I could, I wouldn't be here talking to you. I'd just call that bandage woman a couple more tis and ask her myself…"
At this point, he cleared his throat twice, his hand on his chin, "I ca to you to inquire, is this person I described one of those legendary Ancient Saints? Those who followed the Lost Ho to the cosmic border and never returned."
Baili Qing and Hong exchanged glances, and on the other side, Master Yuan Hao thoughtfully spoke first, "Bandages, black clothes, female, holding a lantern, appearing in sothing like a mirror dium—when I traveled to Terra years ago, I did hear local scholars ntion such a person..."
"Agatha, Gemini Stars, Mirror Protector, the Envoy of Night, Cold, and Remains," Hong slowly began, then continued, "Based on your description, this is the only person I can think of."
Just as Hong finished speaking and before Yu Sheng could respond, the ship bridge doors suddenly opened, and a short figure ambled in.
Erin, opening the door, caught a sentence or two and blankly looked up at Yu Sheng, "Huh? Are we having company now? So many people coming?"
"What a ss. I just had a dream and am trying to find soone to interpret it," Yu Sheng said while bending down and casually lifting the little thing onto his shoulder, "Did you get to tour the space battleship? Any thoughts?"
"Couldn't see anything; they didn't show anything," the little thing pouted, "I just wanted to see what that macroelent reactor looked like. Just climbed onto the railing and the two United Army soldiers serving as guides were almost passing out from staring—boring. Hey, you had another weird dream? I missed it this ti. What did you dream about?"
Yu Sheng was still mulling over the long list of titles Hong just ntioned, marveling at how these Ancient Saints have so many titles, when he suddenly paused at Erin's words, as if rembering sothing.
"Wait a minute, I suddenly rembered," he turned his head to the little thing on his shoulder, "You were originally created by an Ancient Saint from the Lost Ho, right? You even directly received the task of receiving the On Goddess from the Puppet Progenitor, right?"
Erin blinked, although she didn't know why Yu Sheng suddenly ntioned this, she instantly felt proud, "That's right! Not to brag, but I, Alice Puppet, have been around a long ti! I'm super impressive, you know?"
"Agatha, does that na ring any bells?" Yu Sheng reached out to take the little puppet from his shoulder, using both hands to hold her up by her arms, "Wrapped in lots of bandages, wearing black clothes, sotis holding an antique lantern..."
He described to the little puppet what he had seen in his "dream".
Erin listened, looking confused, initially having no reaction upon hearing the na Agatha, as her fragnted mory had no such recollection. But when she heard the word lantern, her expression changed subtly, as if muttering unconsciously, "Their lanterns were really precious, would never let touch them."
Suddenly, several pairs of eyes fell on the little puppet.
"What, what do you want," Erin straightened up suddenly, looking warily at the surrounding people, "I don't rember much, you guys know that, back in the day I perished with the On Goddess, my soul was shattered."
Yet Yu Sheng seed not to hear the latter part of her words, furrowing his brow as he casually asked, "Two? Two people?"
"Yeah, Agatha is two people, Gemini," Erin scratched her head, her mory being much like her thoughts—prone to connection issues and lacking focus—but sotis, when connections were made, she could naturally blurt out incredible things, "You only saw one?"
Yu Sheng nodded, "I only saw one, and it was quite fuzzy."
"...It's possible they were overlapping again," Erin mused, "Sotis they're each other's shadows."
After saying this, the little puppet fell silent again, as if her mory had again disconnected.
"This Ancient Saint is one of the more low-key ones among the Ancient Saints," Hong continued, "In the early years after the second Singularity Explosion, during the unstable years of the world, she was tasked with maintaining the boundary between reality and illusion, and protecting those Spiritual Energy Users afflicted by the 'Old World Nightmare Syndro' due to overly sensitive souls. After the world stabilized, she rarely appeared before the public."
"There's another theory suggesting she was actually the 'Death God's ssenger' during the Old World," Baili Qing added, "She was responsible for guiding souls and guarding ceteries—but there's not much information on this part, so I'm not very clear."
Yu Sheng furrowed his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flickering as if pondering sothing.
Then he recalled the words passed on before the other party left.
"She also ntioned that the Lost Ho has now sailed to so Void Boundary," Yu Sheng murmured, "She also ntioned sothing about an engine or sothing… do you guys have any thoughts?"
This ti, everyone exchanged glances, but no one spoke up.
"Looks like it's gone," Yu Sheng mused aloud, then muttered after a mont, "I have a feeling this isn't ordinary... The Ancient Saints have been out of touch with this world for many years. You all say it's because they're patrolling the cosmic border, maintaining the world's operation or sothing, but the more I hear from Agatha, the less it sounds like just a simple patrol?"
Master Yuan Hao hadn't spoken much from the beginning, and now he just stroked his chin thoughtfully before turning to look out the observation window.
The Black Star hung high, still quietly orbiting along the original path of the Saint Realm.
This ever-elusive "Shadow of the Celestial Body" remains steadily in the material world, a truly incredible phenonon.
"In any case, this happened after the Black Star appeared in the present world," the old soldier suddenly broke the silence, "Daoist friend Yu Sheng often sees the image of the Black Star in illusions, and the key to breakthrough is likely here."
Luo Yi raised an eyebrow next to him: "Do you have any suggestions?"
The old soldier conjured a fan from who knows where and waved it in front of himself: "I suggest that after the new type of probe is ready next ti, first have Yu Sheng perform so spells, imbue it with Spirit Storage, and then send it to the Black Star, perhaps there will be results."
"Huh? My boss can do spells?"
"...I ant he should put so blood on it, sounds more elegant."
"Oh oh."
Yu Sheng watched this scene nearby, feeling quite subtle for a mont.
How to put it... An Artifact Refining Master from the Feiyu Star Domain and a tech warlord from the Black Dot Group brainstorming together until now, and the final suggestion is whether he should sar so blood on the probe, it feels like the server is down, the company called a bunch of experts for engineering diagnostics, and the thought process here is still stuck on whether to try a restart, while the chief engineer has already donned the Daoist Robe...
In contrast, Baili Qing and Red next to him seed much more composed.
Their calmness wasn't because one was expressionless and the other had their eyes closed, but because it was indeed necessary to burn incense when the chanical Soul of Boundary Land was displeased—from the perspective of "the machine not working has to involve so mysticism", Yu Sheng's blood at least had so vigor.
But anyway, the design ideas for the next stage of the Black Star's probe were just haphazardly decided like this.
Yu Sheng still seed a bit preoccupied though.
A big fluffy tail curled over from the side, gently brushing against his back.
"Savior," Hu Li said softly, although there was a bit of half-asleep drowsiness on their face, their expression was particularly serious, "if you're going to board the Lost Ho then, take with you."
"...Alright."
"I'll be your guide!" Erin said happily, "Let tell you, I'm so familiar with that ship, I knew everyone on board when I hadn't lost my mory, although now I don't recognize the way..."
Yu Sheng: "..."
As always, he truly envied this little creature's carefree attitude.
At that mont, the door leading from the ship bridge to the hallway suddenly opened again, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway, interrupting Yu Sheng and the others' conversation.
Luna had returned—with nurous Artificial Saintesses and Brass Knights hastily evacuated from the Saint Realm along with the United Fleet's transport ships, she had been sent by Yu Sheng to assist in settling things and facilitating communication, and now she seed to have finished the task.
Luna walked straight toward Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng was about to raise his hand to greet her, but noticed sothing from the deanor of this chanical Girl—even though Luna's expressions usually didn't change much, the face now was actually more animated than before.
"What happened?"
Luna looked at Yu Sheng and slowly, deliberately spoke, "We may have found the Pasture Star."
Yu Sheng: "?!"
"Oh wow, how did you find it with the C-type buckle?!" Erin exclaid, "The experts at Boundary Land seed like they hadn't figured out that Star Map Array yet?"
"A sister, body there, Pasture Star," Luna said slowly, "her soul entered the Great Cathedral."
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