Elf Saintess Crosses Over

Li Qing thought it over and decided it was feasible.

When he had been [Awakened] for sixty seconds, the range in which he could connect with his dependents had been ten meters.

Now that he had been [Awakened] for eight seconds, the range had expanded to over sixty meters—more than enough to connect to the neighboring room.

And so.

Li Qing acted the moment he made up his mind.

After all, as my representative, she could also train in the "other world," build up a powerful foundation, learn all kinds of divine arts, and gain the wisdom to transform and evolve herself, becoming a true Earth Elf Saintess in every sense of the word.

Meanwhile.

Susannie had given the Elf Saintess an Earth name: Sylph.

"Time to eat." Susannie brought over a plate of meat.

Recently, she had discovered that elves actually ate meat too. They ate just about anything—and could even perform photosynthesis.

But on closer thought, elves in mythology revered nature and loved hunting with bows and arrows. Eating meat was perfectly normal.

Susannie had been in an extremely good mood lately, because she had discovered that this Elf Saintess could already perform some divine arts, prepare life potions, and treat cancer.

Unfortunately, her girlfriend's stomach cancer was already terminal. The cancer cells were currently being eliminated bit by bit, but they would probably have to grow her an entirely new stomach.

Still, she felt there was hope.

"All right. After I finish eating, I'll study that high school biology for a while." Sylph had a very gentle personality. Sitting on the genuine-leather sofa, she felt soft and springy. Rich second-generation kids really knew how to enjoy themselves.

Study high school biology? Are the Elven Race really that scientific too? Are they researching our Earth technology?

Susannie began grumbling inwardly.

Still, she had seen things even more miraculous. For example, there was now an Elven God's blessing inside her head.

It could help record things. Sylph had given it to her, saying, "With this blessing, the god-loved darlings of the elves will possess profound wisdom and powerful memories."

In Susannie's eyes, this was practically a biological computer!

All these successive events left her deeply shaken, as if she had pushed open the gates to a mysterious fantasy world and witnessed a true hidden world.

If Sylph were not currently "gravely injured"—a frail, disabled patient who was soft, juicy, and could not even beat Susannie herself—Susannie would have wanted to use her to carry out the Umbrella Project, restore the elves of mythology, and establish a covert power.

For the past few days, she had even been dreaming constantly of a vast and beautiful planet without end, inhabited by elves, dwarves, demons, and gods. It was simply too beautiful.

Yet she had no idea that the vast otherworldly planet she yearned for was in the laboratory next door.

And at that very moment, the Elven God she yearned for was calling his Elf Saintess from the laboratory next door.

"God is calling me." The Elf Saintess suddenly set down her book and rose to her feet, placing both hands before her as she prayed devoutly, like a breathtaking scene from a fairy tale.

Susannie was startled and hurriedly set down her bowls and chopsticks, cautiously looking around.

Yet she could not hear a sound. Could it be that the oracle only appeared in the Elf Saintess's mind?

But just then.

"Kind child of the human race, are you called Susannie?" A voice as gentle as the spring breeze rang out in Susannie's mind, coming from that blessing of the Elven God.

"Yes, great Elven God!" Susannie hastily replied.

"My child, thank you for taking care of her." The voice echoed.

Susannie was nearly intoxicated. The Elven God was truly so gentle and kind. The god had not the slightest trace of arrogance, and was like all of nature itself—vast, magnificent, gentle, and boundless.

Just as Sylph had said.

Every god represented a kind of power. The Elven God represented inexhaustible nature.

Faced with such a gentle god of nature, if the animal protection association and carbon-emissions association in her own country saw her, they would surely worship her as a true god.

The Elven God began delivering an oracle to Sylph:

"My child, thank you for your efforts. I have something I need you to do."

"Not far from the world you inhabit, there is a small Abyss World."

"The Demon Lord whom we gods slew there is attempting to revive. With certain evil hands pushing things along, it will soon open a World Tunnel and attack another world, using war to resurrect itself."

After all, this world truly was not far away—only a few dozen meters distant.

"My child, our Elven Race is spread across many worlds. Once plants gain consciousness, they all belong to the elves, and the world currently being invaded has a branch of our Elven Race reproducing there. I hope you will go and stop that Abyss World."

After hearing this, Sylph immediately asked, "God, what should I do?"

"By the reckoning of time in your world, that world will open a world passage through an altar three days from now. When the world opens, I will have a strand of your consciousness take physical form and descend into that Abyss World."

Sylph's heart immediately grew solemn.

I'm crossing over again. But this time, it isn't my true body crossing over, only a clone. I can still spend my days here joking around with Susannie, this rich girl, watching the news and reading books. That sounds pretty good.

She had developed some feelings over the past few days, and felt reluctant to leave her like this.

Susannie nervously gripped Sylph's hand. "What? You're going to an Abyss World to stop the Demon Lord from reviving? To stop him from invading another world?"

This was far too magnificent. People crossed worlds at the drop of a hat, and the Elven God was being rather hateful too. Sylph was still recuperating here—how could the god just send her off like this? Was this what it meant to treat subordinates like cattle?

"This is the mission of the Elf Saintess," Sylph said.

Susannie immediately grew anxious.

It sounded extremely dangerous. If that strand of consciousness crossed over and died, would something happen to Sylph here too?

"Damn it, if only I could give you an assault rifle."

Susannie was also brimming with martial spirit. "My dad has plenty of those things, but don't be afraid—I'll help you! Don't worry, I'll make sure everything is properly prepared! Survive well in that Abyss World!"