"Good idea."
Mercer rubbed his chin and teased, "Just what I'd expect from the smartest girl in the universe."
Galacta couldn't hide her smile. "Oh, stop flattering me. You'll make me blush."
"Then let's find somewhere to sit down first. We can take our time with this. This isn't the right place," Mercer said.
"Okay."
Knowing that Mercer had lost much of his power for now, Galacta wrapped him in her energy and flew into the sky with him.
Watching the two leave, Diablo sighed helplessly and followed them.
Jane and her two companions exchanged bewildered looks as the two groups of godlike beings departed. Their understanding of the world had just been turned upside down.
Mercer and the others picked out a villa to stay in, casually spending a few million. Although the money had been newly created, it was no different from the rest and wouldn't cause a financial crisis or anything.
In the living room, Mercer sat on the sofa with his eyes half closed. He had already entered the Southern Heavenly Gate's virtual space to work on the pocket universe.
Galacta sat beside him, the sound of her sipping cola through a straw filling the room.
She watched television, occasionally breaking into peals of silvery laughter at the shows.
Sigh. If this girl weren't here, I could escape.
Diablo sat stiffly nearby. If Galacta hadn't been there, he could even have attacked Mercer.
But she wasn't simply there to watch television. She was also keeping him in line.
Faced with this girl who could effortlessly suppress him with her aura, he didn't dare try anything.
After weighing his words for a moment, Diablo asked, "May I ask where you hail from, divine one?"
Galacta ignored him and kept watching television. When she suddenly finished her cola,