Mu Bingge rose and glanced sideways at the [Stillwater King] as she stepped out of the prison. In the darkness, her eyes of flowing water were cold and resolute.
"The Present World will not be destroyed. I have no interest in being the so-called King of All Waters."
The heavy door dropped shut, leaving the space dark and deathly silent.
The [Stillwater King] closed his eyes. "Thank you for your indifference, which has given our weary souls somewhere to rest. May you never follow the fate of [Abyssal Erosion]."
In the silence, Mu Bingge leaned against the outside of the prison door. Wind and snow lifted her straight ponytail, and strands of hair swept across her cheeks with a chill, concealing the complexity that flashed through her eyes.
Wrapped in a heavy coat, Morkov exhaled. The cold turned his breath into a cloud of white mist that drifted away.
"Did you sense something when you killed those remnants?"
Mu Bingge nodded. "I saw a few things. I'll submit a written report afterward. It might help with analyzing the situation."
Morkov scratched his head, a helpless look crossing his face. "You don't have to tell anyone. You can keep it to yourself. What I wanted to ask was, will those things hurt you?"
"No. They deliberately threw themselves into my attacks. I wasn't injured, and I even successfully broke through to the fifth order. I'll describe the specifics in detail in my report."
Mu Bingge gazed calmly at the snow-covered plain, what she had seen still lingering in her mind.
Morkov sighed. She was excellent in every respect. On the civilian side, she had helped bring about an agreement between the Tidewater Workshop and the North Russian authorities. On the military side, she had joined the Steel Corps as a special