Chapter 132: Yan: This Kid Has No Sense Of Personal Space
The Angels’ Justice Order generally involves protecting the weak, eliminating evil, even disregarding sacrifice, and prohibiting higher civilizations from intervening in lower civilizations with technology or military force, etc.
“We generally recognize your civilization’s Justice Order, but we tend to prefer connecting and exchanging between the two civilizations for mutual progress under the premise of ensuring the safety and autonomy of both civilizations.” Himeko hesitated for a moment before speaking: “Additionally, doesn’t it seem a bit domineering?”
“If it’s not domineering enough, the Angel Civilization won’t be able to suppress those ambitious God-Making Civilizations, let alone maintain general peace in the Known Universe.” Angel Yan said candidly.
Himeko fell slightly silent. Indeed, without the overwhelming power of an Aeon like the stars, if they weren’t forceful enough, probably no civilization would listen to them.
The Stellar Train is not a civilization force. The problems faced by both sides and their perspectives on issues are worlds apart; the train’s standards cannot be used to judge a civilization.
“On behalf of the Stellar Train, I formally request a visit to the Angel Civilization. I hope Miss Angel Yan can help relay this.” After a while, Himeko said formally.
“Please wait a moment; I need to ask the Queen.” Angel Yan placed two fingers by her ear and activated encryption, saying softly: “Angel Yan, requesting connection to Queen Keisha.”
“Yan, how is the situation on Earth?”
“The Superdimension Academy and Deno Civilization have begun establishing the Superdimension Academy. I sense the calm before the storm. Should we drive them away?”
“No need. This great war is inevitable. If we drive away the Superdimension Academy, who will protect Earth?”
“Of course, me.” Angel Yan said confidently.
“You?” Queen Keisha chuckled: “You don’t understand. This war is beyond what you can suppress. We also need allies. Tell me, what is it you need to connect with me for?”
The Angel Civilization’s suppression of the Known Universe has reached a critical point. Many other God-Making Civilizations have secretly joined forces, and war is inevitable.
Queen Keisha also plans to use this opportunity to transform the Angel Civilization’s structure.
Of course, she has not abandoned her beliefs. She has already chosen a new king for the Angel Civilization; the change will be carried out by the new king.
“On Earth, I encountered a group of Nameless from the Unknown Universe who want to visit our Angel Civilization. Their system seems different from ours. Without making a move, I’m not clear on their strength.”
Stellaron Hunter Headquarters, King of Gods, Angel Queen Keisha sat upon the throne.
In an instant, Queen Keisha finished browsing the information about the Stellar Train uploaded by Angel Yan, her expression grave.
“Request approved. Let them come.”
Regardless of whether they are a harbinger of the Ultimate Fear or simply travelers from an unknown civilization, she will make her own judgment once they arrive.
Angel Yan disabled encryption and said to Himeko: “Queen Keisha has approved your request. How fast is this old antique… train of yours? Do you need to borrow our spaceship?”
“We appreciate your kindness, but no need. Just tell us the route to the Angel Civilization.” Himeko said.
“I’ll transmit the Star Map to your equipment. Additionally, I’ll dispatch Angel Azhui to travel with you and guide the way.” Angel Yan said.
“Thank you.” After thanking her, Himeko said to Welt: “Our group’s first civilization destination is set as the Angel Civilization. You all set off too.”
“Alright then, be safe.” Welt cautioned, then looked at Meng Huaifeng and the other two: “Have you packed your things?”
“Important things are mostly stored in space; there’s not much to pack.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“Let’s go.” Welt seemed to want to show off his strength in front of the local forces, flexing his muscles. He didn’t use the aircraft from the train nor land directly; instead, he used the Power of the Herrscher to conjure an aircraft out of thin air.
Angel Yan’s pupils contracted slightly. Creation Engine? Anti-Void?
She just didn’t know if it could exist permanently.
“I’ll drive, I’ll drive!” A Xing rushed into the cockpit first.
“A Xing, do you even have a license?” March 7th said uneasily. A Xing was reliable in critical moments, but unreliable otherwise.
“What a joke. Since when do we Nameless need something like a license?” A Xing scoffed.
“Whether we have one or not doesn’t matter; even if it crashes, no one will die.” Meng Huaifeng entered the aircraft.
“Doubting me, huh? Let’s go!”
“Damn A Xing, I haven’t buckled my safety belt yet!”
Amid March 7th’s scream, A Xing instantly floored the throttle.
The aircraft plummeted toward the ground like a meteor.
A Xing: “Where are we landing?”
March 7th: “You don’t even know the destination and you’re driving wildly?”
Meng Huaifeng: “The city where we first appeared.”
A Xing: “Which one is the city where we first appeared?”
March 7th: “See, I told you A Xing is unreliable! Uncle Yang, Huai Feng, hurry and take control!”
Meng Huaifeng instantly interfaced with the aircraft and marked a red dot on the navigation: “This city, Ju Xia City.”
A Xing maneuvered the aircraft into a turn toward the red dot.
Veins bulged on Meng Huaifeng’s forehead: “Don’t land on the red dot; that’s the city center! Will you compensate if you smash things? Land outside the city!”
A Xing: “With me here, nothing will get smashed.”
March 7th: “Even if nothing gets smashed, this young girl doesn’t want to be taken away by local forces for questioning for half a day or even days right after arriving on a new planet. Too troublesome!”
A Xing: “Oh, right.”
The aircraft turned again, then… crash-landed in an explosion.
A beautiful anchor in Ju Xia City looked at the meteor outside the window and made a wish: “I hope a tall, rich, handsome guy with good character will keep me soon. I promise not to disrupt his family harmony. Is that too much to ask? Not high? Not rich? Not handsome? Ugh, no, I really can’t accept missing any of them. Huh, strange, can meteors turn?”
Lian Feng at the military base was overjoyed: “Unidentified flying object detected, abnormal trajectory, suspected to be personnel from the train that suddenly appeared descending to Ju Xia City as destination. Strengthen surveillance in Ju Xia City and closely monitor incoming personnel.”
“This young girl swears, next time I won’t ride in any vehicle driven by A Xing!” March 7th crawled out from the aircraft wreckage, her Six Phases Ice slowly dissipating around her.
Meng Huaifeng had used a Quantum Leap to leave the aircraft before the crash, and Welt had added a layer of protection to himself, emerging unscathed.
“Strange, why hasn’t A Xing come out yet? This explosion shouldn’t even scratch her skin.” The three stood not far from the wreckage, Meng Huaifeng said puzzled.
March 7th walked back over and saw A Xing squeezed in the cockpit, having deployed a Preservation shield, but her little face was covered in black soot, doubting her life.
“Pfft.” March 7th burst out laughing.
“Not scientific. Why did the shield activate a bit late?” A Xing kept scratching her head.
“Oh, I was afraid you wouldn’t remember this crash lesson, so I interfered a little. No need to thank me.” Meng Huaifeng poked his head over.
“Huai Feng, I’m coming for you! Die!” A Xing pushed aside the wreckage and stood up, smearing a handful of black soot from the debris onto her hand and charging at Meng Huaifeng.
Meng Huaifeng turned and ran. March 7th was still watching the show on the side when A Xing swiped across her face on the way.
“Ah! A Xing, it wasn’t this young girl who did it, why smear my face? Do you think this young girl is easy to bully?” March 7th shrieked and chased after A Xing.
A Xing stopped and extended her soot-blackened little hand toward March 7th, who immediately shrank back. If she rushed up, she’d probably be the one at a loss.
A beam of white light descended from the sky, landing not far from the four.
“Angel Yan? Why did you come down?” Meng Huaifeng asked puzzled.
“What, not welcoming the goddess? Azhui has already arrived, so I naturally don’t need to stay there. As a member of the Known Universe’s managing civilization, is it a problem to want to learn more about guests from the Unknown Universe?” Angel Yan smiled.
Meng Huaifeng looked at the sky; his astonishing eyesight let him see the Stellar Train departing into the distance, leaving a shimmering silver trail.
It was estimated that by the time they traveled to various civilizations, the Silver Rail anchoring the two worlds would be sufficiently laid.
“Of course no problem.” Meng Huaifeng dodged A Xing’s grasp again and ran behind Angel Yan.
“Kids, are you playing games?” Angel Yan looked at Meng Huaifeng, then at A Xing who had become a little black person, interestedly.
A Xing paused by Angel Yan’s side; Angel Yan clearly hadn’t realized the severity yet.
Or rather, she didn’t think anyone would dare offend a noble, beautiful, powerful angel.
Thus, when A Xing swiftly smeared her hand toward Angel Yan’s face.
Angel Yan was completely stunned, first in disbelief, then trying to dodge.
However, she found that with her Third Generation Super Soldier configuration, she couldn’t dodge!
“Kid, you’ve really angered me.” Angel Yan’s face lost all smile, cold.
Did this child have no sense of proportion or distance?
First forcibly holding her hand, now daring to defile the goddess’s body; she kind of wanted to discipline this kid.
“Everyone, stop fooling around. Please forgive her, Miss Angel Yan. A Xing has no memory of her past; strictly speaking, she’s less than three years old. Please don’t hold it against her.” Welt helplessly stepped in to mediate.
The three little ones obediently stopped playing, though Meng Huaifeng remained vigilant against A Xing, fearing a sudden sneak attack.
Meng Huaifeng believed A Xing was absolutely capable of it.
Three years old?
In the eyes of over seven-thousand-year-old Angel Yan, even dozens of years old counted as kids; three years old, still a nursing cub?
Fine, Angel Yan indeed couldn’t bring herself to hold it against A Xing.
“How old are those two?” Angel Yan asked. Without the Eye of Insight, it was really inconvenient; she knew nothing. Unfortunately, that kid could detect the Eye of Insight’s probe and even block it.
“Little March also lost her memory; her current memories are only about ten years. Huai Feng is just over twenty.” Welt said.
All so young; not easy to bully. Angel Yan might not have much integrity, but she had some.
“Then what about you, Mister Welt?”
“Over eighty.” Welt said with some emotion.
“Wow, Uncle Yang, you’re that old? I thought you were about the same age as Sister Himeko.” March 7th exclaimed.
Welt’s face darkened slightly.
“Sister Angel Yan, how old are you?” March 7th curiously asked Angel Yan.
Angel Yan pretended not to hear. Though she felt her over seven thousand years was still young, in this straightforward young girl’s mouth, over eighty was already that old; who knew how she’d be called?
“Mister Welt, would you be willing to spar with me and let me witness the ways of the Unknown Universe?” Angel Yan asked.
“I don’t mind, but it needs to be postponed until we’ve found a foothold on this planet.” Welt said.
“I’m looking forward to it.” Angel Yan said.
With a Third Generation God using full conventional technological means, it was probably about on par with current A Xing. A Fourth Generation God, except for certain means, also couldn’t do much to the tough-skinned A Xing. But without technological means, just wait to be hammered by A Xing.
When technology is advanced enough, it greatly enhances strength.
For example, Chadwick of the Genius Club’s invented Imaginary Collapse Pulse can easily destroy several galaxies, something most Envoys can’t achieve.
“Let’s go to the city ahead; it’s called Ju Xia City, right?” Welt said.
“The trouble with modern society is that everything requires ID proof; people here don’t recognize Nameless. I’ll create identities for everyone first. Does Miss Angel Yan need one?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
“No need, I have a fake identity on Earth.” Angel Yan refused.
With Meng Huaifeng’s improvement in Aether Editing technology, most cases no longer required virtual keyboard operation; direct mental control via Mobile Phone Martial Spirit sufficed.
But as the saying goes, life needs a sense of ritual, and so does using skills.
If you complete it motionless, who knows how awesome your operation was?
Meng Huaifeng swiped his right hand in front of him, and a virtual screen and keyboard appeared.
Accessing the network, silently entering the archive system, inserting false identity information for four people; Meng Huaifeng even used AI to design their life experiences.
Meng Huaifeng took out four cards from space and shook them lightly; they became four ID Cards.
Angel Yan narrowed her eyes slightly. Rewriting reality? An editing method completely different from Divine Language.
Divine Language can also rewrite reality; she wondered how it compared in strength to his editing method.
These people really aren’t simple; even the tip of the iceberg they’ve shown is so astonishing.
Probably most have strength comparable to gods.
Good thing they’re an order-biased organization, or it’d be trouble.
Meng Huaifeng distributed the ID Cards to everyone.
A Xing looked at her ID Card, then at the others’, immediately dissatisfied: “Why do you all have your own names, but I’m Raccoon Star?”
“Have you ever seen a name with just one character?”
“Me.” A Xing puffed out her chest.
“Besides you.”
A Xing thought for a moment and pointed at Angel Yan: “And her.”
Meng Huaifeng facepalmed.
“Anyway, in this country, almost everyone’s name is two to three characters, so I added two for you to make it normal.” Meng Huaifeng shrugged.
“Then why Raccoon Star?”
“Because you look a lot like a little raccoon.” Meng Huaifeng pulled up a picture of a little raccoon for everyone to see.
“Haha, pretty cute. Send it to me, send it!” March 7th laughed uncontrollably.
“No way, I refuse!” A Xing refused.
“Fine then, how about Xing Hejing? Hmm, this name seems more normal than Raccoon Star. Changed.” Meng Huaifeng instantly completed the replacement.
Fine, at least better sounding than Raccoon Star. A Xing could only accept.
