Even though a rather vicious school shooting happened in the morning, I was surprised that the school didn't close down classes because of this incident. All teaching activities continued as usual. This really puzzled me. Could it be that a certain someone would completely ignore logic for the sake of the plot's development … cough cough, a slip of the tongue …
In stark contrast to us, Canglan Private High School, which was the site of the shooting, was quickly locked down. The students inside were also moved to a safe location in time. Compared to our school, which seemed as if nothing had happened, it was like heaven and earth.
The curriculum of the third year was rather boring. You had to cram all kinds of things that you thought had nothing to do with your world into your brain. Every year in July, you would write them down on a stack of paper and then completely forget them for the next four years.
The teacher who taught us English was a very kind old lady. It was said that she used to teach Chinese to foreigners in a private school in England. As a result, our lovely teacher had a rather unique habit. Every time in class, she would speak a long paragraph of English very quickly. Then, when she translated it to us in Chinese, she would slow down and emphasize each and every word as if she was afraid that we wouldn't understand.
In short, it was something that made people speechless.
I slightly squinted my eyes and tried to distinguish the parts that I could understand from the authentic London accent around me. I had to piece them together into comprehensible sentences. It was a rather challenging task. I estimated that the difficulty was no less than the process of analyzing the ancient Egyptian pharaoh's breakfast recipe based on half a stone tablet. A small paper ball suddenly jumped out from the side and accurately hit my head.
I caught the paper ball and quickly calculated the direction the paper ball came from, the angle of elevation, the wind speed, and the local acceleration … Alright, I'll just open the paper ball and take a look.
A line of highly encrypted alien characters appeared in front of me. "Ah Jun, how's your sister?"
The Chinese handwriting that looked like it was written by Van Gogh with his left hand was undoubtedly the handwriting of Ah Jun. Only a few people in this world, including me, could understand this foul handwriting in a short period of time. This also meant that whenever Ah Jun and I passed notes, we didn't have to worry about it being picked up by others. In a sense, Ah Jun's handwriting had the same function as a codebook.
"She's very good. Her classmates and teachers seem to take good care of her. I don't think anyone would be cruel enough to bully a girl who can't see, right?" I wrote in a handwriting that was no less difficult to read than Ah Jun's handwriting.
"That's not necessarily true. You have to take good care of your sister. She's very pitiful. If you let her get bullied, I won't forgive you!"
I never thought that Pandora's cute appearance and the unfortunate childhood that I fabricated for her would have such a strong destructive power. to the extent that the careless Ah Jun would become her hardcore protector in such a short period.
Bully Pandora? I recalled how terrifying Pandora's battle stance was in the morning. Then, the corner of my mouth twitched.
How many fully armed regular troops would be needed to bully that strategic-level war machine?
Just as I was imagining how Pandora would be in battle, wielding an anti-phase cannon in one hand and a psionic siege cannon in the other, a strange feeling suddenly came from the depths of my mind. This feeling … Could it be that Pandora was contacting me?
No, it wasn't Pandora. According to Pandora, as my chief assistant, she and I had an unrestricted communication channel. That was why she could directly start a mental conversation with me if there was any situation. However, the ripple in the depths of my mind seemed to be a request for a connection — Pandora didn't need such a connection.
Although I didn't know who the other party was, I was certain that it was related to the Xiling Empire.
I lowered my head and pretended to be seriously reading a book in order to hide my possible surprised expression. (Based on my experience, the Xiling Empire would always give me a pleasant surprise whenever they contacted me.) Then, I agreed to the connection.
"This is the second communication device of the World Arbitration Authority. Gaia, requesting the right to communicate directly with the Emperor." A message that identified itself appeared in my mind.
Gaia? I was stunned for a moment before I immediately realized — the other party was the semi-transparent projection that I had seen in my dream.
Actually, I had many doubts about that dream. For example, why was there only one floating fortress in the sky (Now, I knew that it was called the World Arbitration Authority). Where did the other two go? Why did it almost touch the ground? What was the so-called World Arbitration Authority? More importantly, was the female projection named Gaia the consciousness of the huge fortress in the sky?
Although I had so many doubts, it was a pity that the connection with the Schilling Home Planet (I learned from Pandora that the Xiling Empire was vast and had many home planets. The world in my dream was only one of the many Schilling Home Planets) was intermittent. The remnant signals from the long journey in the space-time tunnel were unable to synchronize the scene of that world into my dream. It was just like an online game that was stuck because the internet speed was too slow. The world in my dream maintained the last scene that I had seen that night. The connection with the Schilling Home Planet was almost completely cut off. Even Pandora could only get some vague signals.
When I asked Pandora, she said that she didn't have enough authority to access any information about the World Arbitration Authority.
Now, what did this AI in the faraway Schilling Home Planet want to find me?
Out of curiosity, I agreed to the other party's request to talk to me directly. At the same time, I felt a mental connection on another frequency.
This was a mental signal belonging to Pandora. Due to the distance, the signal from Gaia was quite distorted. If it wasn't for Pandora's correction, I was afraid that I wouldn't understand this message as easily as understanding the old English lady's orthodox London accent.
Even though it was a signal that was supposed to be transmitted without any time difference, there was still an absolute distance between them. Furthermore, it had been corrected and filtered by Pandora. Gaia's voice only came after a few seconds. His tone was calm and indifferent, extremely characteristic of Xi Ling. However, the contents of his voice gave me a shock.
"The Empire Expeditionary Army's First Army has entered a space jump 1 hour ago. It is estimated that they will arrive at your planet in 12 hours. Please prepare to receive them."
What? What did you say? Wait, Goddess, did you make a mistake?
However, I didn't receive any reply to my series of questioning messages. The mental connection had already been broken.
It seemed that the connection this time was also forcefully established and unstable. In less than 10 seconds, the connection was broken, leaving me alone with a huge headache.
Empire Expeditionary Army?
What exactly are you planning to do?
"Hey, Pandora, did you hear that? The matter of the Empire Expeditionary Army. "
"Yes."
"Do you know what's going on? Why would such an army suddenly appear? "
"To put it simply, it's my direct subordinate army, the Heavy Pandora Army."
Pandora replied calmly. Even though we were only connected on a mental level, I could easily imagine Pandora's nonchalant and matter-of-fact expression when she answered this question.
Perhaps, to her, dispatching an army somewhere was a small matter that wasn't even worth mentioning?
But to me, this was a huge matter!
At that moment, I felt as though my peaceful life was rapidly leaving me …
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