A New World

As for Clio... he probably has one too?

Clio was truly indebted to him for his hospitality, but it was impossible to express his gratitude openly. He would just help him out in the future if the opportunity arose.

"By the way, I can understand Rita coming, but what are you doing here, Clio? I don't recall inviting you."

"Teacher Natasha is so cold to her friends..." Clio clicked his tongue. "Okay, just kidding. We've been through thick and thin together, so don't always have that sour face. I have some good stuff here."

"Medicine?" Rita realized what was going on. What good stuff could Clio possibly pull out at this point? "You've already improved it so quickly?"

"That's right, no need to be surprised." Clio revealed a hint of pride. "Anyway, the base has been determined, and the drug is harmless. All that's left is addition and subtraction. How could it not be fast? Of course, the production is not large. This new drug completely abandons the function of contraception. This box is for Natasha, and the rest are going to be given to the boss."

Clio crossed his arms, then suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, this stuff can also be ground into powder and mixed with water to make a spray—I heard the boss's new house has more than one room for fifty people? I think you guys will definitely use this."

"... You're so thoughtful."

Rita wondered if she was seeing things; she actually saw enthusiasm on Clio's face.

No, no, no, this person isn't really planning to switch careers and do this kind of thing, is he?

... Although it would be reassuring if this person really changed careers completely.

Well, actually, for Clio, making this kind of thing now is getting recognition and popularity from everyone.

Even if the dream of Stigmata Project is gone, it's still good to achieve something that people can recognize or even admire in another direction.

Here comes a new life goal!

Add to that the classic human theory of "if you're bored, you might as well do something else"... Clio's enthusiasm for tinkering with this thing is now exceptionally high.

"By the way, I saw Elysia go to the combat simulation room when I came here," Clio suddenly said. "I have a feeling that our Miss Elysia isn't going to just sit quietly and do combat simulations. Rita, do you want to keep an eye on her? Just in case she tries to cause trouble and steals your house."

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I overslept and am about to give birth.

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Chapter 609 A New World

Keep an eye on Elysia? Are you kidding me? Elysia is not someone she can keep an eye on.

Rita was speechless at Natasha's statement. If she could really keep Elysia under control, would she have only recently managed to completely win over Liu Bai? It would be an understatement if she didn't make her group of friends kneel down and call her "Empress."

Let Elysia do whatever she wants; anyway, this person's status is somewhat "outside the Five Elements and outside the Three Realms".

Rita pondered for a moment. The most Elysia could do was find an opportunity to knock Alisa unconscious, and then pretend to be Alisa and Liu Bai.

Anyway, Rita thought Elysia was capable of doing this, but no matter how she looked at it, it had nothing to do with her.

So Rita just smiled at Natasha with a slightly sarcastic expression.

However, Natasha didn't care about such a small matter.

"Let's not talk about that. Rita, do you and the boss have any wedding plans? I heard from a rumor that the Finality is no longer a threat?"

Natasha then posed a more practical question.

In the past, people would go home after fighting a war to get married. Now that there's no need to fight, can't we just get married directly?

What's more, Rita had just met her parents.

"The wedding..." Rita showed a hint of longing for a moment, "But we'll have to wait for other people. If these things happen one after another, Liu Bai might have to get married for almost two months in a row. I don't think he can handle that, can he?"

"You guys just wait... I'm not in a hurry, being the mistress." Natasha pouted.

"Really not in a hurry?" Rita looked at Natasha with a smile. "Isn't someone already impatient to be a virtuous wife and loving mother? Rebellious, perhaps?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Natasha was tough on the outside, but her face still betrayed her shyness.

"Youth is wonderful..." Clio sat next to him, tilting his head and sighing with emotion.

The young women who are about to become wives are still looking forward to their weddings, unlike her, who only wants to find opportunities to squeeze money out of her boss.

"Bishop, are you busy?"

"...Miss Elysia?" Otto, who was writing furiously at his desk, looked up at the pink-haired girl peeking in through the door. "Please come in, I'm not too busy here."

"I have a bad feeling," Theresa said, tilting her head.

Yes, this person was captured by Otto and forced into labor.

Previously, he hadn't treated this adopted granddaughter as a person, but now that he needed her, he thought about it carefully and suddenly remembered that as long as Theresa didn't slack off or make major decisions, her work ability was actually top-notch, and she had an incredibly rich work experience, unlike Elinor, who could only do errands and stamping jobs. Adhering to the principle that good resources should not be wasted, Otto decisively brought Theresa over.

Besides, the granddaughter finds it easier to use than her best friend. Kallen skips work and slacks off, Otto can't do anything about it, but you, Theresa, want to skip work and slack off? Do you want to experience your grandmother's love?

... Although my grandmother doesn't have any grandmother at all.

"... Um, why do you look so self-pitying, Bishop?"

Elysia clung to the doorframe, hesitating whether to go in.

"... It's nothing, I just remembered some sad things."

Otto took a deep breath and glared at Theresa.

An ominous premonition? Do you even need to tell me? Get back to work!

Theresa pouted and reluctantly lowered her head to continue working.

These days, things are really strange.

Thinking about it carefully, if it were "Grandpa", he would have meekly done the work after being glared at, instead of being unwilling like he is now.

"By the way, what's the bishop doing now? He clearly doesn't have any work anymore, does he?"

Elysia walked into the office, somewhat curious, as Otto seemed unusually busy.

"The Finality is the end of Honkai, but not the end of civilization." Otto looked up at Elysia. "On this point, I agree with Himeko's view. Breaking out of the planet is the inevitable path for the future of civilization. In order to embark on this path, we can already try to integrate all the resources of civilization."

It was too late to do this before, because such a transformation is something that cannot be forced upon ordinary people. The transformation of national conflicts into ethnic conflicts is an unimaginable trouble, and it would be an understatement to say that it would deter people from doing it.

Even with effective publicity, it will take about ten years.

He's very busy, but the "Destiny Holy Empire" is really attractive to Otto. He's working with almost 200% of his energy right now, a completely different state from Theresa, who's secretly trying to slack off next to him.

However, Otto actually wanted to try the name "Holy Schicksal Theocracy," but as someone who had lived through the Shinra era, Otto always felt a bit strange about countries that started with "holy."

"Hey, let's break out of this planet!" Elysia said with a hint of longing. "There must be lots of beautiful girls in the universe, right?"

"..."

The grand goals of humanity seem utterly worthless after you've described them like that...

Even Theresa was starting to lose her composure, let alone Otto.

"Speaking of which, we tried to go into space before." Elysia didn't seem to care about the expressions of the two people next to her, instead looking nostalgic. "We used to have something called... the Ark Project, which seemed to be related to space, but Liu Bai rejected it."

"I bet the Ark in Ark Project isn't Noah's Ark." Otto scoffed. "Let's not talk about that. Let's get down to business. Miss Elysia, what brings you here?"

"I want to borrow the entire Schicksal."

"I see. Please leave if there's nothing else."

Otto pretended not to hear what Elysia was saying.

Borrowing the Schicksal? You really dare to dream of that!

That's an incredibly broad scope! I don't know what you're planning to do, but do you think I'd dare agree to it?

Dares what?!

"I'm serious!" Elysia, who had plenty of experience with being brushed off, emphasized, hands on her hips.

"Mmm..." Otto still gave a perfunctory answer.

It's as if I didn't seriously try to appease you.

"Miss Elysia, next time you come to me with a plan on a whim, could you please submit one first?"

Otto hates huskies the most.

They make a mess of things on a whim, and then they have to clean up the mess themselves.

"Or, you could explain what you want to do first; I still have some time."

After all, the work of unifying civilizations isn't that urgent. Right now, Otto is busy more with himself... and also with Theresa.

"No! A surprise isn't a surprise if you tell everyone about it!"

"...Then please go back." Otto gestured for him to leave.

If you say that, we can't have a conversation.

"By the way... Miss Aili, do you really need Grandma's help with your plan?" Theresa interjected at this moment.

Theresa has far more experience Otto in dealing with problem children.

Otto only dealt with one Kallen, who was a regular at the time, almost every year when she was teaching.

As a teacher, Theresa instinctively felt that Otto might not need to do anything at all with Elysia's plan; it was more like a polite greeting.

Theresa now understands to some extent how foolish her ancestor Kallen was in her youth, Kallen must have something to say to Otto.

But... Elysia is not Kallen.

This person is intelligent, not in the sense of being "somewhat smart," but rather, when there's no one else available, this person can be used as a strategist...

Regardless of actual performance, the fact that it's "available for use" says it all.

"No need." Elysia's answer was concise and clear—and then Otto's face darkened.

You don't need to come to me for anything!

"I just thought it would make quite a commotion, so I came to ask the bishop," Elysia explained frankly, looking at Otto's dark face.

"... In that case, Miss Elysia, please feel free to do as you please."

Otto said, "Didn't you say you were a big shot? Today I'll see just how big a shot you really are!"

The next day

"Young Miss, it's time for you to get up and change."

In his sleep, Otto felt someone whispering in his ear.

Young Miss? Who is that?

"Young Miss? Young Miss? If you don't get up soon, Madam will be angry."

... Are you talking about me?

Feeling puzzled Otto opened his eyes groggily and glanced at the person next to him.

"... Who are you?"

An unfamiliar maid with three large characters above her head.

"Young Miss? What are you talking about? I'm your personal maid, Maid A!"

Maid A looked worried.

Otto: "..."

So that's your name on the top of your head?

No, no, what normal person would have the name "Maid A"?

Otto took a deep breath and glanced around.

The medieval aristocratic style was a style she was extremely familiar with.

Indeed, this is no longer Schicksal.

They could no longer feel their own power.

What's going on? Time travel?