Just as Chu Mo was marveling, the seal script on the Command Token flashed faster and faster, and the information in his field of vision kept changing.
[Under the influence of certain factors, the connection is strengthening.] [Under the continued influence of certain factors, the connection is strengthening further.]
Watching the constantly updating panel, Chu Mo was momentarily at a loss for words.
The Fuli Heavenly Dao really was... eager to get ahead.
After a moment's thought, he separated an Other-Self Aspect from the Golden Vault, leaving it standing quietly beside him.
If anything strange happened once the Command Token connected, he would have this incarnation deal with it. He had plenty of Other-Self Aspects anyway; losing one would not matter.
Time trickled by, and Chu Mo had no idea how long he waited.
At last, the Command Token suddenly shuddered.
The golden light filling the sky abruptly contracted, drawing back into the Command Token. Immediately afterward, a voice came out of it without warning.
The voice sounded distant and indistinct, interspersed with bursts of static, as though it came from somewhere far too remote.
"...Who are you...? Why do you have... an Official Writ of the Dipper Department?"
The speaker was not using the Fuli Language. The syllables were strange, and the pronunciation was entirely different. Yet, oddly enough, Chu Mo understood it immediately, as though the voice acted directly upon his mind, conveying its meaning.
Chu Mo's eyes flashed. A language spell? It seems the Otherworld has a few tricks.
He was about to speak when a strange feeling suddenly rose within him, like inspiration arriving in a blessed moment, guiding him in what to do.
Guidance from heaven's will?
His thoughts raced, and Chu Mo promptly made his preparations. The next moment, he spoke in