Chapter 644: Chapter 644: The Changed World, What Are They Doing
When I dashed over to rcury Lamp with Qianqian and Bubbles in tow, I found the little doll busily engaged in a very wholeso and universally adored physical activity:
she was fighting with Lilina.
The combined height of these two little rascals wasn’t even enough to reach the top of my head, yet there they were on the living room carpet, tearing into each other. rcury Lamp was yanking Lilina’s hair back and forth, while Lilina was biting at rcury Lamp’s wings—the two little Lolies tumbling into a ball of delicate yells and scolds, creating a veritable lily garden on the carpet—Sandora, how can you just stand there and watch without stepping in?
“They seem to have a great relationship!” Qianqian suddenly quipped after watching for three minutes.
I personally think Qianqian’s views on life urgently need to be reshaped starting from second grade.
“Stop fighting, both of you… Hey, Lilina, what are you biting for? rcury Lamp, make sure you’re looking! This is my arm!”
I rushed into the center of the battlefield, forced the two girls apart, and picking up one in each hand. They continued to struggle out of habit; Lilina, who was previously clamped onto rcury Lamp’s wing, now had her teeth sunk into my wrist, while rcury Lamp was twisting at my elbow. And you know, they’re quite strong.
“How did this start again?”
I frowned and looked over the two finally quieted little rascals, both looking rather disheveled from their scuffle. rcury Lamp’s pretty dress was all crumpled, feathers on her wings sticking out in disarray, much like Alaya when she first wakes up, baring half of her little tiger teeth and glaring at her priestess opponent. Upon seeing my gaze, she reluctantly turned her face away with a snort. Lilina’s hair was a ss; her robes were covered in nail marks, and her mouth was full of feathers. Now aware of the trouble she’d caused, this unscrupulous priestess was making a pitiful attempt at looking cute and selling moe.
No amount of acting cute is going to change the queenly heart inside you, I tell you!
“It seems Lilina secretly drank rcury Lamp’s yogurt,” Sandora, who had enjoyed the spectacle for who knows how long, cheerfully snitched with raised hand. Watching the two girls “play fight” is one of our Queen’s few tous shabby hobbies. On the other side, head-down was Anwina, the world’s foremost maid, with a guilty face: “I’m sorry, Master, the two young mistresses are too powerful in combat; I couldn’t stop them.”
I thought to myself that’s not surprising, with Lilina, a demigod, involved in the fight—no one within the undead circles could be expected to break it up, not even Sylvanas can withstand half a minute under Lilina’s “Life Brilliance.”
“Lilina, are you really that greedy?” I swayed the certain priestess back and forth by her waistband in mid-air, “How many tis have you stealthily drunk rcury Lamp’s yogurt now? Every ti it leads to a fight that I almost get sick of breaking up!”
And another thing I didn’t say out loud: Can’t you do sothing more fitting for your psychological age?
“Since I had nothing better to do,” Lilina nonchalantly crossed her arms in mid-air with an unconcerned expression, “who would tell this pompous little doll she’s too high and mighty, especially since she’s clearly the shortest one at ho!”
So Dingdang doesn’t count in this house anymore? Have you started treating your own goddess like a pet or accessory?
Lilina exposed her mischievousness without a hint of apology, and rcury Lamp was gnashing her teeth in resentnt, “This dumb Loli even switched the yogurt in the box with chili water!”
: “…”
Lilina, have you put all your cunning into this?!
I had just noticed rcury Lamp’s little face was red and flushed; I thought she was furious, but who knew it was from the spiciness?
I can imagine exactly the scene: A little doll wakes up from her nap, reaches unguardedly into the fridge to grab her usual tribute while groggily gulping down half a carton of milk, only to suddenly be overwheld by the spiciness, turning red all over and rolling around the floor in tears. Lilina, you shouldn’t have done that, you should at least have given a heads-up, cough cough… I missed such a priceless “Chairman’s daily life” mont.
No one really knows when Lilina and rcury Lamp started their feud, but their relationship has never eased up, and today’s yogurt war is just a representative example of their ongoing battles. I wonder what sort of class conflict there could be between two individuals of different races?
“Hey, hey,” after both little ones were forced to sit on the couch and apologize to each other, Qianqian suddenly leaned into rcury Lamp, patted her on the head with a laugh, and asked, “Are you actually just jealous? Jealous that Lilina can ss around with Ah Jun so casually, right?”
The doll girl froze at that mont, then deliberately turned her face away.
“Lilina, are you jealous because Ah Jun always comforts rcury Lamp first after your fights, while most of the ti you end up thrown in the recycling bin, right?”
The Priestess blinked and decisively faced down on the couch: “Why would I be jealous of a pillow!”
I gaped at Qianqian, who spread her hands towards : “Case closed!”
This girl really has an unexpected sharp intuition in surprising places, yet why can’t she be enlightened about herself?
Could it be that Lilina and rcury Lamp have been at odds over sothing as petty as this?
At that mont, I felt a huge pressure—Pandora and Visca had only just managed to restore peace, but as soon as they get along, these two start making a fuss?
And Lilina, do you really have to throw a tantrum like a child?
I couldn’t help but laugh as I knocked gently on the heads of the two “little girls” who were theoretically older than and then rembered the task at hand: “Right, rcury Lamp, we’re planning to bring over your sisters and Little Hui today, we ca to ask you to join us.”
The little doll imdiately beca flustered, then stuttered, “This… this fast? Wasn’t the carnival supposed to start in half a month?”
Bubbles explained from the side: “So of the world channels have already been opened, allowing non-reviewers to circulate in advance. The Rose Maiden World is quite far from the Imperial Mainland, so it has been selected as a key pilot location.”
rcury Lamp was astonished and looked at the white-dress little girl who had spoken: “Eh? Weren’t you the one that doesn’t speak? The one that can only coo?”
Bubbles beca irate: “I am Bubbles! The one that can’t speak is my daughter! Master, you see, people have forgotten because I’m too busy with work!”
“Alright, rcury Lamp, you should watch your mouth too.”
Of course, the doll couldn’t have not known Bubbles. When she first arrived here, she almost got collected by the latter, who is a fervent Otaku, as a high-end figure. It seems this is her payback. Speaking of which, rcury Lamp, you sure have a lot of rivals.
“Hmph,” grumbled the 92.3cm tall doll as she turned her head away and started to mutter, “Going to find Little Hui and those dummies so soon, huh? Sheesh, such a hassle… What’s there to prepare for… Wait a second, I need to take a bath first, dumb humans help comb my hair later, then I have to bring so gifts for Little Hui, hmm, should I change into a new dress? The new skirt Big Sister made for herself that I haven’t worn yet, then…”
Murmuring all this to herself, rcury Lamp seed to ignore the strange looks around her and began to natter all the way to the bathroom.
So this fellow’s heart isn’t with her words, is this the trendy tsundere route these days?
In today’s increasingly refined Macro World System, tickets to the Dinsion Hub have dropped to the price of cabbages, and taking a stroll in another world has beco as simple as going out to buy soy sauce for us—it doesn’t require the cautious and painstaking preparation of the past or constant worry about transmission errors. I agreed with Big Sister to try and return before dinner, then I dragged the still babbling little doll, along with Qianqian, and hurried to the Ti-Space Administration.
“””
Don’t think that just because I am the Imperial Leader, I can avoid the necessary procedures; I can’t be causing trouble for the staff at the Administration Bureau. I honestly bought tickets, went through security check, and took elevator A up to Teleportation Gate number three with Qianqian, Bubbles, and rcury Lamp, my three dependents. While waiting for the gate to open, I bought two bottles of drinks from nearby and watched as inspectors from various worlds and supervisors from the Administration Bureau, dressed in uniforms, were coming and going, preparing to cross over or holding signs to et people. Sipping on orange juice, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of déjà vu…
It was only later that I learned the Imperial Commander who was responsible for the civil planning of the Dinsion Hub had once sold train tickets at a train station for two months, nearly monopolizing the ticket scalping market in the Asian District. If it weren’t for the Dinsion Hub starting operations and calling that guy back, the Empire would now be controlling the lifeline of human civilian transportation—starting with the scalping of train tickets.
Space Transmission had beco an easy task, with nothing much worth ntioning. In just a mont, we had appeared in an unfamiliar city.
“Space Transmission complete, wide-area Spiritual Interference has ended, we wish you a pleasant journey.”
The tal passage in front of us turned into a bustling shopping street, with quite a few pedestrians, but no one showed any curiosity towards the strange group that suddenly appeared; obviously, their Perception had been tampered with during our Space Transmission.
“Rose Maiden World, the official na in the archives is EF360QW77 world,” Qianqian pulled out a small booklet, which was a quick start guide issued by the Ti-Space Administration to grassroots staff and also allowed those unfamiliar with the Macro World to quickly learn the procedures for using the Dinsion Hub. We just happened to be able to understand so of the day-to-day work of the Ti-Space Administration on this whimsical trip, “Firstly, the target point of transmission is within a three hundred ter radius of an Administration Bureau inspector.”
To avoid trouble, rcury Lamp temporarily pretended to be a doll, nestled in Qianqian’s arms. As for why she wasn’t on —don’t you think it’s quite eye-catching for a grown man to be walking down the street holding a doll?
“It seems quite lively,” I muttered through our Spiritual Connection, while holding onto Bubbles’ hand and being linked arm in arm with Qianqian. “I originally thought we’d end up directly in a hospital corridor.”
Choosing coordinates for transmission is a technical job. Generally, the Ti-Space Administration performs transmissions within a three hundred ter radius of the target world’s inspector, but this world didn’t have an inspector set up. The only transmigrator from here had already been trained to beco a dostic doll for the Imperial Leader, so we set the target within a suitable space in a three hundred ter radius around Kakizaki Kei. She had once received treatnt from the sapling of the World Tree and naturally had a stronger Energy reaction left in her body than an average person, making her an economical choice for use as a beacon.
When rcury Lamp left this world, Kakizaki Kei’s heart condition had just recovered and she was still undergoing recuperation in the hospital, but now, it seed she had fully recovered her health—theoretically, a critically ill heart disease patient wouldn’t have the Energy to go shopping.
Although the contract had been cancelled, there was still a subtle psychological response between rcury Lamp and Kakizaki Kei. Guided by the spiritual connection of the little doll, we quickly turned left and right until we reached a quieter stretch of road, where we saw a black-haired young girl who looked spirited despite being pale and thin from staying indoors for a long ti.
She was dressed in a simple blue jacket and seed to have just stepped out from a store nearby, but now, she was looking around with an odd expression. Upon seeing us, especially rcury Lamp nestled in Qianqian’s arms with a silly smile, shock instantly spread across the girl’s face.
She seed to want to shout sothing, but no sound ca out; instead, she mouthed a word that looked like “Angel.”
“Hello, Miss Kakizaki Kei, nice to et you,” I extended my hand courteously after approaching her, “You can call Chen Jun, rcury Lamp’s… adoptive father.”
A certain doll pretending to be a wooden figure stiffened the feathers on her back but then relaxed.
“Angel… Miss?” The girl in front of seed unaware that soone was speaking to her, just staring blankly at the almost-exposed rcury Lamp. It took a few seconds before she ca to her senses and stiffly shook my hand, “Ah, um… may I ask…”
Qianqian coughed twice, then put on a serious face and spoke in an official tone, resembling a fun-loving girl suddenly turning into a governnt official: “There are so matters that are inconvenient to discuss here, if possible, could you provide a suitable place for a private conversation?”
By her deanor, one would think she was an official coming down from so departnt; one tap and I could tell that Qianqian was going for the mysterious governnt worker route.
I looked down at Bubbles on the other side, who claims to be the mother of a child but looks more like a child herself. Hmm, a public servant with family in tow, indeed.
“Then please, co to my house, there’s no one there right now.”
Having once encountered the miraculous and incomprehensible aspects of humanity, the girl imdiately understood and, after a curious glance at us, she made the invitation.
“Since I’ve been ill, my family has spent a lot of money, so everyone went out to work. My body is weak, and I can only stay at ho.”
“”””
After inviting the guest into the room, Kakizaki Kei spoke softly with a sowhat bitter expression. Obviously, although she had recovered her health, the fact that she still needed to be taken care of made her a bit restless.
“The tender shoots of the World Tree possess divinity, not sothing the average human can easily assimilate. However, looking at your complexion, your recovery speed should have picked up recently,” I said, sitting on the sofa and looking at Kakizaki Kei, whose expression was a mix of caution and mostly nervousness. “Patience is essential—Little Light, you can move now, did you really think you were a doll?”
The little doll that Qianqian had been carrying all along imdiately flipped over and hopped onto my shoulder, clinging onto my head and began tugging with effort: “Stupid human! Stupid human! Stupid human!”
Kakizaki Kei was imdiately stunned: “Miss Angel?”
Just a soft call, and the Rose Maiden, who was busy using violence to mask her embarrassnt, instantly stiffened, then lightly hopped down: “Kei, long ti no see.”
“You’ve changed, Miss Angel.”
“You too.”
“Cough cough, there’s plenty of ti for catching up,” Qianqian tried to put on a stern face. To outsiders, the young girl seed utterly serious, but to , she was just even more adorable, “Kakizaki Kei, female, human, fifteen, a regular inhabitant of world EF360QW77, personal history normal, no spatial cris or threats to world security on record, verified healthy for civilian inter-world transport, approved upon direct high-level review; here is your invitation.”
As she spoke, Qianqian produced a prepared envelope and gestured for the bewildered skinny girl to open it.
Inside was a transparent crystal slab the size of an ID card, intricate patterns visible within.
“This is produced by the Ti-Space Administration, a low-authority Spirit Beacon that allows ordinary people to perform space transmissions. As a friend of rcury Lamp, you’re invited to a grand celebration, and she should have already inford you about the relevant details.”
“As you can see, we represent the Supre Governors of the Ti-Space Administration.” I, too, put on a serious official face, pulled out a crystal card—I’d been wanting to swipe a small paper item out and seriously tell soone, “XX envoy, please cooperate with the investigation.” It felt truly cool!
As expected, Kakizaki Kei was stunned on the spot, then looked at us in disbelief for a long ti, hesitating before drawing a crumpled letter from her bosom: “Is what’s written here all true?! A man in strange military attire gave this, but I always thought it was just a joke!”
“That was probably given to you by our special envoy stationed in this world. Sorry, most of them are very old-fashioned soldiers and not good at communicating with humans, but you can ask rcury Lamp for the details.”
“Miss Angel!” Kakizaki Kei imdiately turned to her side, “Is this true? You’ve been in another world all this ti, and now… you’re going to take there too?”
“Yeah, well, basically,” said rcury Lamp casually, “The Carnival is coming up, and the stupid human said I can invite my own friends over to play, so…”
“Hope you’re ready. The Carnival starts in half a month, but starting today the World Gate opens to civilians. As a special guest, you have the privilege of early access; in three hours, the crystal will turn blue—that’s the activation signal. Its few simple functions will also erge; operation is very simple, as we’ve tried to accommodate the civilization level and customs of every world,” explained Bubbles patiently. “Of course, humans are troubleso creatures. You may need to deal with family matters, so you can co over anyti in the next few days, just don’t miss the Carnival. The entry tickets for this festival are extrely precious and have even beco treasures in many worlds that humans fight over and snatch.”
Right, I heard that the King of Fighters 2011.11 erupted over this—Hell’s Band, those annoying guys, used three extra invites as prizes to hold a secretive underground King of Fighters tournant, which was a bloody and violent affair, to say the least. Bubbles even considered sending her three daughters to compete, but later it was rumored that the organizers insisted they might be deca-tuplets in disguise as triplets, aiming to exhaust their opponents and unfairly influence the match. But, the main thing was, Qijia She firmly refused to fight against any creature associated with the Empire, and so the matter ended there.
It seed like rcury Lamp still had half a day to catch up with the long-lost “Little Hui.” I understood; as they said at the start, both had changed too much.
The distant and proud rcury Lamp could now snuggle quietly in soone’s arms, playfully sit on others’ shoulders, and argue straightforwardly and loudly. The once weak and negative Kakizaki Kei, now healthy and barely distinguishable from a normal human girl except for appearing a bit delicate, clearly had a heart full of hope after her recovery. This was sothing both of them would need ti to get used to. They had to slowly reacquaint themselves with each other, especially since sothing like the Ti-Space Administration wasn’t easy for normal people to imagine. Kakizaki Kei obviously took everything as a story before, and even when rcury Lamp left, she probably just thought “Miss Angel” was abandoning her using that reason—of course, this was just my guess, but rcury Lamp definitely needed ti to explain all this herself.
I definitely didn’t think the barely literate Chairman could explain anything in her ghostly scrawled letter.
Giving rcury Lamp enough ti, Qianqian, Bubbles, and I quietly left the place, planning to pick up the little doll later. (
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