"You have quite an imagination, and you really are clever. Those are essential qualities for a talented psychic. You should keep nurturing them." A faint smile lingered on her face, but she still wore the condescending air of a senior addressing a junior. She spoke earnestly. "But using a psychic array to manipulate the structure of a star system? Ahahahaha! Even if it were possible, do you really think I could do it? Oh-hohohoho, how amusing! Thank you for thinking so highly of me! Oh-hohohoho, I still can't stop laughing! Oh-hohohoho, I hope I really do have that kind of power someday."
She laughed brightly and openly, looking down at Yu Lian with scorn. He didn't take offense, though, and simply smiled back at her.
Yu Lian personally thought his smile was quite charming and captivating. He couldn't understand why Miss "Prophet" suddenly stopped laughing altogether. The two programmers at the terminals were trembling as if they were being electrocuted.
The Kaldar goblin in coveralls had already ducked beneath the console, clutching his head. The Lhosa in the checked shirt was too large to crouch with his head in his hands, but a thin sheen of oil had even begun to seep through his skin. Well, creatures resembling binturongs did exhibit that physiological response when terrified. Supposedly it helped regulate adrenaline and metabolism, keeping the body from dropping dead under extreme nervous strain. Was I really that scary? And if you're Lhosa, why wear a checked shirt? Isn't your traditional clothing a breathable sack?
Yu Lian stopped smiling and shrugged. "Can't you do it? This region of space has already been hiding from the Allied forces' comprehensive surveillance and search for more than half a year, hasn't it?"
"That's the power of the universe," Miss Prophet replied solemnly. "Believe it