On the Fleeting Starlight.
Watching the two of them in the Differential Universe, Yan Huan couldn't help feeling rueful.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"Come on, you two."
In the midship lounge.
Many guests watched the scene inside the halo with curiosity.
"So this is part of the Simulated Universe? I never thought I'd see it with my own eyes," a Pipici marveled.
"Doesn't seem like much to me," said an old man in a top hat, unimpressed.
"Beautiful dreams can simulate reality too, can't they? And if those aren't enough, the Dream Emporium has similar Dream Bubbles you can try."
"Those were scripted in advance," someone pointed out.
"Every person in this so-called Simulated Universe is generated from data."
"Like every blade of grass and every animal in the real world, each is an individual in their own right."
"That makes the designers of the Simulated Universe more like creators."
"They input the laws governing reality and let it evolve on its own along the paths, creating living beings for genuine research."
"That's far more complex than a beautiful dream designed in advance."
"Well said!"
"Exactly! It's a masterpiece created by the ruler of Screwllum Star!"
"He's ours! Screwllum Star's!" Many Intellitrons puffed out their chests with pride.
As though they'd helped create the Differential Universe themselves.
"Well, if it isn't an old friend."
A flamboyantly dressed blond man sat down beside Yan Huan as if he belonged there and smiled.
"How's life here? Having so much fun you could fly?"
"Can't complain." Yan Huan sprawled on the sofa, eating snacks as he looked Aventurine in the face.
"Why are you still on Penacony?"
"I thought you company people were busy."
"Me?" Aventurine smiled.
"I'm on paid leave. I can be wherever I want."
"I hear the Clover Family has been