Collapse: The Cross-Dressing Strategy for Kiana
Chapter 251

Chapter 251

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Bai Yan nodded. "Alright, after I've greeted the General and the Lord Diviner, I'll go see some other friends."

Afterwards, Bai Yan, Jing Yuan, and Fu Xuan Jing Yuan went to the General's Mansion; Jingliu went to the Prison of Isolation, but he was not wearing any shackles.

As soon as he sat down, Fu Xuan stared at Bai Yan and said, "You're really lucky."

Bai Yan said with a grin, "It's mainly because they've accumulated a lot of good deeds. Aren't General and Fu Xuan blessed with boundless good fortune?"

"Stop, stop, stop joking!"

Fu Xuan raised his hand to stop him with some disgust, then asked curiously, "By the way, how is Miss Kiana now?"

She was very curious about that girl, and at the very last moment she could almost see the girl's future.

She's an extraordinary girl.

"She's the one in charge on that planet now. But knowing her personality, she'll probably be too lazy to do anything about it."

Upon hearing this, Jing Yuan cast an inquiring glance at Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan shook his head. "I don't quite understand it either. It doesn't belong to any known destiny, but its potential is enormous; it just hasn't fully matured yet."

"I see. That planet is truly blessed now."

He first sighed, then looked at Bai Yan and said, "I've had a feeling lately that a new upheaval might soon occur in the world. What are your plans for this?"

Several formidable names immediately flashed through Bai Yan's mind.

Then he was left with only one thought: don't get involved in that "game of chess between gods" if you don't have to.

He's already helped save an entire civilization, shouldn't he be allowed to enjoy himself?

After a moment's thought, Bai Yan spoke, "Slaying demons and eliminating evil is our duty. However, I still have a promise to an old friend, which I cannot renege on. Therefore, I must return to my hometown to settle those old matters."

Jing Yuan understood immediately upon hearing this.

The gods can't find your place, yet you can come and go freely; that's clearly a case of protecting yourself.

Jing Yuan thought to himself, as long as this strange Emanator of Abundance doesn't actually go to fight the Seven Banners of the Emperor Bow, he can do whatever he wants with him.

As for Jingliu, escaping from prison for 500 years is escaping, and escaping for 50,000 years is also escaping.

Just pretend nothing happened.

He then glanced at Fu Xuan almost imperceptibly.

--She's really lucky.

With the most crucial details confirmed, there wasn't much more to discuss between the two sides.

Bai Yan bid farewell to Jingliu before reopening the Phase World and heading to Penacony, guided by the "Registered Members" feature.

This kind of travel also depends on the members' permission. It was only after Jingliu nodded that he was able to land smoothly; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get to her side.

Bai Yan guessed that she agreed because she wanted to confirm her own situation.

Now, Bai Yan originally just wanted to give it a try, but the Nightingale actually agreed to let him go.

--Isn't the rising star busy lately?

Upon reaching the destination, dismantle the phase world.

"Bai Yan, you've finally arrived! Come quickly, follow me!"

As soon as I landed, I saw the Nightingale looking excited and quickly pulling me towards the street.

Where are we going?

"Oh, is that so?"

The Nightingale slowed its pace, turned around, and said, "I'm planning to go to a planet where there's a war going on, but my brother disagrees; he thinks it's too dangerous."

I think he's right.

Bai Yan recalled a detail from his past Remembrance and nodded.

"Then, would Bai Yan be willing to be my bodyguard?"

The Nightingale asked expectantly.

"Um?"

"Actually Fu Xuan already told me about your situation—I haven't even congratulated you on your success yet!"

Then the Nightingale asked expectantly, "May I?"

"No problem, just consider it a trip."

"Thank you so much!"

Let's go, let's go.

He jogged up to Sunday Bai Yan and the latter immediately cast a scrutinizing glance at Bai Yan. The Setsuna their eyes met, Sunday's gaze sharpened.

"Brother, this is the friend I was talking about, Bai Yan."

"..."

On Sunday, he remained noncommittal, but maintained a friendly expression.

"I am Sunday, the Nightingale's brother."

"Bai Yan, the Emanator of Abundance, is skilled in healing the world."

"..."

Sunday's gaze flickered.

The Nightingale turned its head away, probably trying to suppress a laugh.

"Nice to meet you..."

"Don't worry, the Mara-struck is useless against me; nothing will go wrong."

"Hmm, that's an admirable ability."

"This is the first time I've witnessed war on other planets in the universe as an observer. But don't worry, the Nightingale is my friend, I won't let her get hurt."

"... Thank you so much."

Ultimately, Sunday granted the Nightingale's request to travel.

Bai Yan followed the Nightingale to its temporary dwelling, and only then could she finally help but laugh out loud.

"Haha, this is the first time I've seen my brother make that expression!"

"Having someone of the Emanator- level protecting my sister certainly makes me feel at ease."

Bai Yan nodded and said seriously.

"Oh, right,"

The Nightingale seemed to suddenly remember something, its playful expression fading, and it asked with a slightly serious tone, "What exactly happened in your hometown that you would take such a risk?"

"That's right. Every 50,000 years, our world would be the Destruction by an extremely powerful force, and this cycle only recently stopped."

"I see. So how did you do that?"

Bai Yan pondered for a moment.

Of course, this is a professional issue and it's difficult to explain in just a few words.

For example, Elysia and Kiana, the two most special Herrscher, could be the subject of much discussion.

The main point needs to be clearly explained to the Nightingale in simple terms.

--How did you do that?

Then, Bai Yan said, "Simply put, it means making our own people in this world into gods, and then replacing that thing that periodically the Destruction civilizations."

The Nightingale was taken aback and blurted out, "Usurpation?"

"No, the actual handover process was consensual, so I think it can be called an abdication."

"In my hometown, there's a saying that fate changes, divine artifacts are passed on, and they ultimately belong to the virtuous. I tend to believe that."

"Um..."

The Nightingale pondered for a moment, then nodded with relief. "At least everyone survived and didn't have to face that fate."

Then she asked, puzzled, "Then why did Fu Xuan say you wanted more?"

"This all started in the Pre-Civilization Era. I once traveled to that era with someone, stayed there for a while, and then returned."

"And after we went there, we happened to change some things, which allowed that era to retain more of its essence."

"Based on this, the wise among them devised a plan that would allow the era to be reborn, and I was involved in it."

"I thought at the time that almost all the conditions that allowed our era to end the tragedy were left behind by them. Therefore, I should also have an obligation to fight alongside them."

"Through a series of maneuvers, we succeeded by sheer luck. And I was lucky to escape with my life."

By the end, the Nightingale's gaze had become somewhat vacant.

"By chance, by luck?"

"Yes,"

Bai Yan sighed, "It's all thanks to Dr. MEI's idea. You know, our bishop back home only managed to save one person after sacrificing himself."

"..."

"I have to say, someone once considered transferring a person's entire consciousness into the Stigmata Space, so they could live there forever in that illusory world."

"However, that mode of existence can no longer be called human, let alone civilization."

"Ha, of course, this is just my opinion, and whether it's appropriate ultimately depends on who succeeds and who fails."

Bai Yan knows the truth about Penacony, but he doesn't intend to reveal it now.

His current mindset is simply to stay out of things.

Anyway, the outcome will definitely be good. I'm telling Nightingale about this now to express my opinion and to hint that she can ask me for help in the future.

By then, the Nightingale will surely remember.

The Nightingale then gathered his team, spent several days preparing, and then quietly headed to the planet that was in the midst of war.

Although they claimed to be heading there quietly, the actual number of spaceships involved was far more than just one or two.

This is probably aimed at helping with reconstruction on the ruins.

Post-war zone.

The Nightingale looked around, its face filled with sorrow.

"Has it already come to this?"

"On the bright side, at least there's a ceasefire. Now we can see the outcome of negotiations between the warring parties."

"... Can't we just stop the war?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yan shrugged helplessly.

"Sometimes letting them fight to their heart's content might be better than forcing a ceasefire; because forcing a ceasefire will only accumulate more resentment, making the powder keg several times larger than before."

The Nightingale frowned for a long time before sighing and saying, "In any case, I want to treat the wounded first."

"That's not a problem, but what do you plan to do?"

Upon hearing this, the Nightingale cast a puzzled look at it.

--Does this even need to be considered? Isn't treating the injured simply about putting them together and then dispatching medical teams?

Have you ever come out like this before? I mean, outside of performances.

The Nightingale shook its head.

Bai Yan seemed to be deep in thought. He searched for a moment, then locked onto a corner and gestured for the Nightingale to pay attention there.

Several men carrying unidentified firearms stared at them expressionlessly, whispering amongst themselves, creating an odd atmosphere.

The Nightingale immediately understood Bai Yan's meaning.

"Sigh... We were just here to rescue people."

"Hunters never care what their prey is there for."

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