Penacony

Could you please get me the invitation to the Genius Society?

Nous remained silent, but a red light shone from his body. A moment later, the space in front of Sera fluctuated, and an exquisite invitation letter landed in his hand.

Unlike the music box received on the train in the story, Sera wasn't surprised, since that was a means of seeking help. The one sent by the Nous was something the Family had offered to all members of the Genius Society, who didn't have much hope for it.

However, this actually made things convenient for Sera.

With the Cognition Filter fully activated, Sera, dressed in a black Herrscher Transformation gown, silently appeared in the corner of Penacony's reception lobby.

Sera picked up a glass of juice from the plate the waiter was carrying and leaned back on the sofa; he wasn't in a hurry to register.

He also wanted to see what the Astral Express Crew were like on this timeline, but... Sera brought up the screen with great interest. He was quite curious about what would happen to the Xianzhou Luofu on this timeline without the guidance of the Stellaron Hunters.

To be honest, if it hadn't started yet, he could have gone to help. He wasn't exactly a pushover; he was only doing this to prevent the Xianzhou Alliance from dying again due to "Propagation."

He couldn't allow another "Propagation" outbreak on the Xianzhou. He couldn't be sure what would happen to Firefly if another breeding Propagation. After all, Firefly was now considered Galaxy Rangers, and all the rangers along that line had been corrupted!

Even though Firefly had embarked on "Propagation," she could not maintain herself under the turmoil of the Aeon. Sera feared the possibility he had just considered would come true— Firefly would be dominated by "Propagation," ascending to godhood on the remains of "The Hunt" and "Propagation," igniting the sea of stars with unceasing flames.

The last individual of the race—the last Glamoth Iron Cavalry, embracing solitude—watched one ranger's companion after another turn into monsters and die, until finally she was all alone again.

And... the opportunity to become a god—the moment the Hunt dies and a new god is born, as the last traveler with only two Path remaining, there's no doubt— the Firefly will become the "The Wild Hunt," or... something else entirely.

Ultimately, which Path will prevail? Sera couldn't be sure either; what was certain was that whichever path it was, it would be a catastrophe for the galaxy.

"...?"

Sera was somewhat incredulous.

What does it mean that Jing Yuan died in battle?

What does it mean that the Xianzhou Luofu has declared its death, and the remaining high-ranking officials, led by the Divination Commission Fu Xuan, have retreated to the Yaoqing?

Are you kidding me?!

Without the Astral Express Crew, Jing Yuan should only be seriously injured, and Luofu should still have half of his strength remaining! How could this be?

Sera quickly calmed herself down and began searching for anomalies in Luofu.

"..."

Sera closed her eyes and sighed.

He already knows the reason...

The Lord Ravager, Phantylia, manipulates the Ambrosial Arbor to lure the Xianzhou back to the crime. The abundance within Yingxing's body Emanator of Abundance Shuhu surge of power, and internal strife arises from the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus techniques, which have been strengthened by the Shuhu surge of power.

General Jing Yuan of the Divine General burned his life force, risking everything to firmly trap Phantylia Shuhu [Yingxing] in three systems of Scalegorge Waterscape, thus providing the people of Luofu with precious time to evacuate.

Dragon Lady of the Healer's Apothecary, Bailu her potential to help Divine General open the Scalegorge Waterscape secret realm, and is still unconscious.

In the final moments of his life, General Jing Yuan of the Divine General, through his own will, commanded the Aeon of "The Hunt"—Lan—to draw his bow three times in his final moments.

The Xianzhou [Luofu] was declared dead under the Hunt star.

At this point, the Xianzhou Alliance's hatred for "Abundance" reached an unprecedented level.

"In the end, it was too late."

Sera sighed. He truly held Jing Yuan in high esteem; he was worthy of the title of general. Jing Yuan's final dance had even captured the attention of the Aeon.

But...

Yingxing, Yingxing...

You must be a star in the sky...

How did they become those withered bones in the tomb?

No... nothing was left under the Hunt ' arrows.

Upon seeing this message, Sera knew that Dan Heng probably wasn't in the mood to register, since Jing Yuan was Dan Heng's benefactor.

I will never forget the general's kindness.

But... the chance to repay that kindness is gone.

"Himeko, Himeko! This place is so beautiful! It truly lives up to its reputation as a vacation paradise. It's just a pity that Dan Heng didn't come."

A familiar, energetic female voice rang out.

"As for Little March, Dan Heng is currently... well, let's give him some more time..."

Himeko sighed. She couldn't bring herself to say it, nor could she Dan Heng. He could only rely on himself to recover.

Hmm... As expected, Welt isn't here again.

Sera shook his head, then got up to register. In front of him stood a richly dressed 'young nobleman,' Aventurine from the Strategic Investment Department.

This time, as expected, the wait wasn't too long, and we arrived in Sera very quickly.

March 7th and Himeko were still standing there, talking about something.

Sera recalled the imposing presence of the Herta and handed the invitation to the receptionist.

"Hello... May I ask which faction you belong to?"

Seeing that Sera's demeanor was clearly not to be trifled with, the receptionist cautiously asked a question.

Sera waved her hand dismissively, as if she were impatient.

"Why all these procedures? My time is precious, I don't have time for that. Can't I just scan the information on the invitation?"

The receptionist blushed; she had been so nervous that she had forgotten.

"No... I'm so sorry! I forgot. I'm truly sorry for the bad experience this caused our guests!"

The receptionist quickly held up the invitation.

"Mr. Seraphis?"

The receptionist sounded puzzled, then realized what was happening.

"Oh oh!

Welcome to the Genius Society for this Charmony Festival!

Identity verification complete. Please proceed to the Genius Society area and wait. A staff member will escort you to your room shortly.

The receptionist forced a smile, thinking, "This is terrible! How could someone be a genius?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, all eyes turned to Sera.

A genius... a genius from the Genius Society?!

Sera didn't seem to care, and strolled leisurely to the sofa area, picking up another glass of juice.

Although he just said time was precious, he didn't specify that he wasn't referring to rest time. What he just displayed was already the most approachable and genius-like demeanor in the world.

Tap tap--

Sera looked up.

That's really... not surprising at all.

A peacock, dressed in its finest attire, even approached him.

"People from the company? I don't have time to play house with you."

Sera waved her hand dismissively.

"I apologize for being presumptuous."

Aventurine bowed and withdrew.

He was just trying it out; if he won, he'd make a fortune, and if he lost, he'd lose nothing—a very worthwhile deal, wouldn't you say?

"You damned gambler, I warned you just now, don't try to show off your fancy clothes in front of geniuses."

"How could that be, Professor?"

The Aventurine didn't care at all.

"So, can you tell which genius he is?"