Robin: Humans and Intellitrons can't end up together, right?

But they didn't call back immediately on Sunday. Since they had rejected Ismael, they needed to explain why the Dual-Phase Paradise was fine.

"So, is Dual-Phase Paradise safe?" He turned around and looked up at the lofty "Hidden Night Thrush."

"It's safe," Gopher Wood replied quickly, "At least for now."

"The Phantasmoon Games ended only a little over a decade ago, and there's still some time before the next one. Since the company took over Dual-Phase Paradise Phantasmoon Games, it's currently in a period of rapid development. Especially considering the existence of the World-Painting Academy, it's a perfect place for an artist to Trailblaze their horizons."

After his adoptive father explained his reasons clearly, Sunday nodded. "I understand. Now, let's talk to her."

Looking at Sunday with her back to him, Gopher Wood spoke softly, "Actually, going to Ismael shouldn't be life-threatening, but there's a high probability she'll lose her freedom. It's best not to let the Robin experience confinement on someone else before she does."

On Sunday, his fingers paused as he dialed the phone. "If we succeed, no one can imprison her, not even the Interastral Peace Corporation."

"Yes, so we both need to hurry up and prepare. There aren't many years left until then." After saying this, Gopher Wood urged the Hidden Night Thrush he was possessing to flap its wings and leave the reception room.

"I won't fail," he muttered to himself on Sunday before dialing the number, as if encouraging himself.

After the call connected, regarding the danger to Ismael, Sunday only shared what he knew, but clearly indicated the extent of the danger. As for the Dual-Phase Paradise, he gave a clear assessment from his adoptive father.

Finally, Sunday thought for a moment and added, "The Dual-Phase Paradise is currently managed by Zhenzhu from the Strategic Investment Department. Like Screwllum, she comes from Planet Screwllum and was once just a machine that imitated human paintings—I think with her talent, it shouldn't be difficult for Zhenzhu to treat her differently?"

"Of course! Even geniuses praise Jingxing's paintings!" the Robin said with a proud tone.

Hearing this on Sunday, he now wanted even more to grab Jingxing and give him a good scolding.

As the Chasing the Moon, Jingxing received a message from the Robin just as he was about to take a short nap.

Seeing the information relayed by the Robin's tongue, Jingxing couldn't help but read it carefully.

"It seems both the Stellaron Hunters and Penacony think I'm not suited for Ismael, but rather for the Dual-Phase Paradise," he pondered. "Judging from Sunday's statement, while Ismael isn't in mortal danger, who will be watching me and potentially restricting my freedom if I go—"

Thinking of this, he paused, startled. "Isn't this the Robin from before?"

Even charity work has to be done superficially according to the company's requirements, and any personal efforts are restricted.

"Does going to Ismael mean I'll be noticed by the company's higher-ups and subsequently restricted?" Jingxing pondered. "Then it's definitely not advisable to go to Ismael now."

He glanced at the star chart hanging in front of him; Ismael's coordinates were still lit up.

Jingxing shook his head, raised his hand and drew a line; the pale golden flight path instantly disappeared from the star chart.

The coordinates of the Dual-Phase Paradise lit up the next second.

"My brother said you'd better let Ms. Zhenzhu know before you go to the Dual-Phase Paradise." Jingxing pursed his lips as he read the suggestion relayed by the Robin on his phone.

To the outside world, Zhenzhu is one of the "Ten Stonehearts," the manager of the "Pearl Star Consortium," and the highest authority in "Dual-Phase Paradise."

In Jingxing's Remembrance, she was the first person to provide substantial help after he suffered a great calamity in his childhood.

Even after the visit ended, before leaving, Zhenzhu stood at the door and asked him if he wanted to come with her, saying that she could take care of him and give him a better life.

Jingxing, who was holding a drawing board, shook his head. "I'm sorry, I don't want to leave home."

"If you encounter any problems in the future, feel free to contact me anytime."

This was also the last real conversation between him and Zhenzhu in all these years.

Later, his talent for painting began to shine, he won scholarships, participated in competitions, and gradually got to where he is today.

Zhenzhu never appeared again. But every time Jingxing saw the compensation money in his bank card, her image would flash through his mind.

Now, he's going to take the initiative to contact her.

Jingxing leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a long time.

"Really..." He twitched his lips. "Contacting her suddenly for this reason now, won't people think it's making a mountain out of a molehill?"

Scrolling down the phone's contact list, until finally, the account labeled "Ms. Zhenzhu" came into view.

Jingxing stared at the name for a few seconds, then opened the chat interface.

Type, delete, retype, then delete again.

Finally, after racking his brains for ages and still not being able to decide on the language, he stopped beating around the bush.

[Jingxing: Ms. Zhenzhu, it's been a long time.]

He paused briefly, then continued.

[Jingxing: I heard you're now in charge of Dual-Phase Paradise. I'm planning to go there soon to gather inspiration, and if it's convenient, I'd like to visit you.]

He hesitated for a moment before sending the last line.

[Jingxing: How have you been all these years?]

Send.

The screen went silent.

Jingxing placed his phone face down on the control panel, somewhat afraid to look for a possible reply.

As the Star Rail Chasing the Moon re-enter their jump orbit, the engines hum softly, and the starlight begins to stretch into lines once more.

Jingxing looked ahead, trying to focus his attention on the flight path.

But soon, the phone vibrated.

But he didn't pick up his phone immediately. Instead, he waited until the Chasing the Moon entered a stable flight segment again before reaching out to turn it over.

[Zhenzhu: It's you! Long time no see! Why are you contacting me all of a sudden?]

[Zhenzhu: Dual-Phase Paradise always welcomes you.]

[Zhenzhu: Once you arrive, be sure to come directly to Pearl Star Building to see me.]

[Zhenzhu: I've been doing great. How about you? I contacted Kamar before, and he said you've graduated and are now working as a freelance artist. Would you like me to arrange for you to visit and study at the World-Painting Academy? They even have a studio set up for you there.]

Jingxing stopped writing, staring at the last line with wide eyes.

An art studio? Was that prepared for me?

Recalling Zhenzhu's suggestion, Jingxing immediately understood the cause and effect.

"Looks like Dual-Phase Paradise should be pretty safe." He leaned back on the sofa. "It would be great if I could make a name for myself there."

[Jingxing: Thank you for your arrangements. I will visit you as soon as I arrive!]

Then, he relayed his conversation with Zhenzhu to Robin and asked her to express her gratitude to Sunday.

"Hmm--" Robin pouted as she looked at Jingxing's message.

"What's wrong?" The makeup artist, who was doing her stage makeup, noticed Robin's expression and quickly asked, "Miss Robin, is there something you're not happy with?"

"No. I was just thinking that I don't think I've ever seen an Intellitron that marries a human." The Robin said, his mood lightening again.