The void is boundless, and the worlds are boundless. The world is as innumerable as the stars in the sky, and in this endless world, it is filled with countless magical life forms.
The Creation Department of the Galactic Field God Race Public Academy was the course that tested creativity and imagination the most among all the subjects. The students who could graduate from this department all had an amazing spirit of innovation and courage to try. They were always full of energy, and their imagination would never dry up. They could always use the most magical methods to create the most magnificent world and life …
Of course, please let us forget about a certain person who has taken tens of thousands of make-up exams, changed the class teacher twice, and changed the teaching materials three times, but still hasn't passed the Elementary Evidence of Creation.
I don't mean anything by saying this, but I suddenly feel that creating a magical race like Bibolu really requires too much imagination.
Fina isn't a person who likes to be lively. Although the life of thinking quietly on the steel throne all year round has erased her feelings, it also made her like to be alone. Even if she came to participate in the carnival on a whim, she would find a place where no one would disturb her. She would find an empty bench and sit on it, quietly watching others celebrate. This is what Fina wants to do.
Thus, the few of us collectively headed towards Sylvia's shop. The Silver-haired Mole's slow and quiet domain created by his aura of slow and slow is the most suitable place for this kind of bustling season. Furthermore, her shop is directly opposite the carnival square. There is only a layer of military force field in the middle, so it doesn't affect Fina's enjoyment at all.
Although I really don't know what's so interesting about watching a bunch of strange otherworldly visitors walk the night of a hundred ghosts, I accompany a metal ball that weighs several tons in a daze.
"Rumble, rumble." The heavy metal ball rolls on the reinforced alloy main road of the City of Shadows. However, the one pushing the ball now isn't Fina. Although it is very interesting to see the three-nothing girl pushing the large metal ball forward, the child's mother has already taken over Bibolu's moving assistance work with even greater enthusiasm. The little loli who is only a little more than a meter pushing the large metal ball forward seems to be quite comical.
"I say, Bibolu, people of your race can't move when they catch a cold. In this way, isn't catching a cold a very serious matter for you people?"
"That's right, Your Great Majesty," Biberu replied in a muffled voice amidst the rumbling sounds. The place with the word 'right' was flipping back and forth in front of my eyes. "Catching a cold will cause our race to lose the ability to move, but it doesn't affect us from using electromagnetic effects and field effects to control the things around us. That's why we also call the cold as the Foot Bound Disease. It is a very troublesome disease. It is usually caused by the anti-gravity organs going dormant due to acclimatization. In my hometown, there is a person who specializes in helping the people who catch a cold to move.
Oh oh oh, should I exclaim at how wonderful the world is?
"Silvia! We're here to eat cake … "
A few minutes later, the four of us and the ball arrived at Little Sheila's dessert shop located at the border of the military control zone. Standing at the entrance, I called out in a loud voice.
The door was pushed open and a small silver-haired Goth girl rushed out. Mercury Lamp knocked into my chest with a "dong" before climbing onto her throne on my shoulder. She hugged my head and pulled it back and forth.
Following closely behind the mischievous Mercury Lamp were a few other bouncing dolls. Then, Shallow Shallow's little head popped out of the shop. "Ah Jun …"
"You guys are all here?"
I was surprised for a moment. Then, I looked at the familiar faces that popped out of Silvia's shop one after another. So, all of them came here for some peace and quiet?
"Ah, it's Chen —" Silvia's voice was the last to ring out. The silver-haired girl who was wearing an apron and seemed to be preparing dessert walked out of the shop in her usual slow manner. Then, she saw the large metal ball that Bubble was spinning back and forth, causing the ground to tremble slightly. "Mister Metal Ball, would you like some coffee as well?"
As expected of Emperor Schilling, she could tell that this was a living object with just a glance. But, what's with this kind of dull greeting?
"Err, please don't worry about it. I can just replenish my solar energy here," Biburu replied gloomily.
Biburu replied in a muffled voice. Bubbles spun Biburu half a circle and pointed at a red patch on Biburu's body that had been mostly rubbed off. She introduced it to everyone, "This is the front!"
"Oh." Silvia replied in a daze. She took out a marker that she used to write signs at the entrance of the shop and wrote a large "Zheng" on it. After thinking for a moment, she tiptoed and wrote the word "Upper" on the head of the honest Prime Minister.
A Prime Minister! Fortunately, Biburu's family was very insensitive to certain emotional issues. Otherwise, he would probably be crying by now.
Due to his size, Biburu could only stop at the entrance of the dessert shop. Silvia's small shop couldn't accommodate such a big fellow. However, Silvia didn't have any objections. Her family loved to go outdoors to replenish their solar energy during their free time. In Biburu's memory, the "Silver Plaza filled with large and small metal balls" had always been a beautiful scenery …
"Wow, it's really lively here!"
After following Silvia into the small candy house, I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
The small shop that was originally only a dozen square meters of empty space was now filled with our entire family. Shallow Shallow, Big Sister, Sandora, myself, Anveena, Bubble, and I didn't count them. There were a total of five puppets jumping and jumping between everyone's legs. Mercury Lamp sat on my shoulder, directing Canary and Jade Star to play hide and seek. Just the few of them looked like Toy Story, making the small shop seem extremely lively. Pandora sat quietly on the sofa, seemingly preparing to enter standby mode. However, the mischievous Visca beside her kept trying to tear off the sticker on the window. Pandora had no choice but to serve with a knife to calm her troublesome younger sister. Little Bubble had climbed to the top of the candy counter and seemed to be trying to steal a box of chocolates from there. This dangerous action frightened Shimmering, and the unlucky Nanny Wang had no choice but to carry the Sky Covering Seven Ring that was filled with cotton and feathers as she ran around below. Naturally, she occupied another large space. Gaia, who stood in the middle, observed the rowdiness of the upper echelons of the Empire. He was afraid that they had been loading up the entire time.
These few could be counted as one group, while the other group was the Galactic Protoss cops. The Galactic Protoss led by Icetis swaggered over the largest round table prepared for guests in the south. Each of them occupied a pile of cakes and desserts, eating and drinking for free as they rambled on about the interesting stories of the mortals in their respective worlds. Just as Ilson mentioned how simple and honest the people in his world were and how hardworking the mortals were, Icetis said, "What's the use of simple and honest people? The people in my world know how to fight at the age of three, and those above the age of six have to join the Boy Scouts. There was even a mortal named Kratos who killed a group of local false gods …"
Kenser then nodded repeatedly. "Very good, very good."
Lin, on the other hand, curled up in the sofa as if she was bullied and did not dare to raise her head. From the looks of it, she must have broken something in the past half an hour.
"Everyone is here," Silvia said slowly with a warm and happy smile on her face. "It's so lively today. Ah, who wanted coffee just now?"
From afar, Big Sister raised the coffee cup in her hand. "We made our own …"
Although I did not know how these people who had scattered early in the morning finally gathered together, it was a pleasant surprise that everyone was here. Besides, how should I put it, that idiot Silvia opened such a shop in the military control zone … It was not easy for it to be so lively.
After returning to the indoor environment, Anveena also let out a sigh of relief. Then, she instantly returned to her work mode and helped Silvia prepare desserts. As for Fina, I pulled her to sit together with Big Sister and the others.
After we met, the first thing we talked about was our sightseeing outside in the morning. I painfully told everyone about my encounter with Hatsune, Osaka and the other three, and how I was pulled to listen to the chorus of ten thousand people. Then, I said optimistically that Iori Yagami and the others should still be immersed in the sea of 'Pi' in the auditorium, unable to extricate themselves from it. Shallow Shallow began to show me the results of her shopping, such as the three five-dollar flying swords and the glowing rainbow bread that exuded a dangerous aura. Sandora chuckled and told me that she discovered an eating contest that did not have a time limit. That lass had eaten from early in the morning until she bumped into Big Sister at noon. Her Majesty the Queen's words made my eyes brim with tears. "What a hearty competition. It's a pity that even the judges ran away in the end."
I reckoned that the unlucky judges suddenly realized that there was nothing else to eat other than themselves in the competition.
"Fina, tell us your opinion. What do you think of such a celebration?"
Big Sister looked at Fina, who had been listening quietly and asked with a smile.
"A valuable learning opportunity." Fina thought for a moment before replying seriously. "The Pan-Milky Way Civilization Community was initially at a loss during such a celebration. Apart from the display of various weapons, we couldn't prepare any celebration activities. For a very long time, the people of the Community had no time to care about anything other than fighting and survival. Our cultural system was severely deformed. We had no artistic or spiritual achievements, and we didn't know how to organize a festival in a peaceful era. Most of the people of the Community had even forgotten about the celebrations of their homeworld. After peace returned, our people realized that they didn't know how to enjoy peace. Hence, this festival is a rare opportunity for us. Perhaps, we can learn from it what we have forgotten for a long time. Well, overall speaking, this celebration is worthwhile. "
Fina's honest attitude made us feel a little awkward. It was a little inappropriate to talk about this topic at this time. However, we knew that this was Fina's honest performance, so no one said anything.
"Ah, how to entertain ourselves?" Sandora broke the silence and said thoughtfully, "Actually, in this aspect, we are the same as you."
Fina turned to look at Sandora. I couldn't tell what she was thinking from her blank expression, but there was a trace of confusion in her eyes.
"The Shiring Apostles don't know what entertainment is either." Sandora smiled. "The social activities of the old Empire were even simpler than your Community. Birth, command, obedience, battle, and death in battle. These five elements formed the life of most of the Shiring Apostles. We didn't have any entertainment. The only celebration we had was the victorious military exercise. We didn't have any art. Even the decorations on the warships were just to show off our strength. We didn't know about leisure, unless it was to accumulate energy for the next battle. More than 90% of the Shiring Apostles spent their lives in such a situation. Now that I think about it, those were really boring days. You have forgotten how to entertain yourselves after such a long time, but we don't have that kind of thing at all. "
"That's why Bubble is so interested in the two-dimensional world that humans invented." I continued Sandora's words and gently stroked Bubble's head. "Don't be fooled by the advanced technology of the Shiring Apostles. They don't even have a foundation in entertainment. They are even surprised when they see Tetris."
"Yes, yes!" Bubble nodded repeatedly, completely agreeing with my evaluation. "At that time, I really felt that it was a very magical thing. Although I have come into contact with many ordinary civilizations, it was the first time I was really immersed in something that they created. I was immediately captivated …"
Then, can you explain to me how you evolved from a pure Tetris player to an otaku who has all five poisons?
"It was Ah Jun who changed everything." Sandora suddenly sighed. I was at a loss. There's still something to do with us?
"If it wasn't for a human like Ah Jun who stepped into the highest echelons of the Empire, we would never have taken the initiative to come into contact with these things that we once viewed as' worthless and wasteful '. The social structure and way of thinking of the Shiring Apostles are too rigid. Other than things that are meaningful to the expansion of our race, we refuse to accept any knowledge from ordinary races. This kind of rejection … You won't understand unless you are personally in a Schilling society."
"That's why the child's father brought us everything that we have now." Bubble hopped her legs and sat in my embrace. "The Shiring Apostles are such creatures. The thoughts of the highest leader can almost determine the likes and dislikes of the entire race. That's why the child's father brought us movies, anime, novels, games, galactic games, and even I-Men …"
I just threw her out of the room.
Although we could ignore Bubble's boastful behavior, Sandora's words touched me deeply.
The once cold, cruel Shiring Apostles who only knew war and death had undergone an earth-shattering change after their highest authority became a human. In the short term, we still couldn't judge whether this change was good or bad. However, based on the current situation, the Xiling Empire had turned from a chilling, tyrannical civilization that even their own people trembled in fear. Possessing more humanity and vitality wouldn't change their loyalty, efficiency, tenacity, and other qualities in their bones. However, it did increase their affinity with other races. At the very least, during the era of the Old Empire, it was impossible to establish a massive power network like the Macro World that didn't rely on an iron fist to rule. Instead, it relied on the cohesiveness of the Empire to form a massive power network. In the Old Empire, there were only servants and no citizens.
Perhaps, this change was just as Belavilla said. It was to make up for the only flaw of the Shiring Apostles.
"Everyone, let's eat cake …"
Sylvia's cheerful but leisurely shouts interrupted my thoughts. This former Empress, who had completely returned to the countryside, wore an apron like a housewife as she served the cakes she had personally made for us, who were here to eat and drink. Behind her, An Weina, who was helping out, was performing the ultimate skill of the world's number one maid: how to use the ribbon on the back of a maid's attire to carry twelve plates of cakes to the master at the same time.
What a meaningless skill!
Although her reactions were frighteningly slow, Sylvia miraculously had a few specialties. Making all kinds of sweets and desserts was one of them.
Perhaps it was due to her leisurely personality that Sylvia would be more engrossed in something that required her concentration. I had seen her engrossed state when she was decorating a cake. She left two chocolate Bubble Machines to the side for half an hour. Perhaps it wasn't that Sylvia's reaction was slow, but that she was usually too engrossed in her own little world.
"These are all ordinary desserts … But with my secret recipe … It won't be greasy at all …" Sylvia placed plates after plates of cakes on the table. The aroma of the food attracted the attention of the five Protoss cops. Under the call of the hoodlum Icetis, the bunch of troublemakers even moved the table over to join with us. Alright, in any case, Sylvia didn't mind.
A small head peeked under his arm. Visca tried to grab a piece of cake from above when no one was paying attention. In the end, Pandora sent him back with a karate chop. Little Bubble, who was skilled in appearing and disappearing, was already munching on a piece of strawberry cake. Her face was covered in cream. On the other side, Shannan didn't notice and was still holding a petal shield as she waited for Little Bubble to fall from the counter …
"Then, this," Sylvia placed a specially made large plate in front of us. Different from the other desserts, this plate had a metal cover that blocked our line of sight. Obviously, this was the final item, "This is my masterpiece … I tried it many times before and I finally succeeded today …"
Even the usually quiet Sylvia could praise a plate of pastries in such a proud tone, and we were immediately intrigued by the meal that was encased in a metal container.
"Let me open it, let me open it …" Sandora was the first to place her hand on the cover. She looked very happy, "What will it look like …"
Mercury Lamp seemed to have noticed something. She jumped down from my shoulder and ran over the table to place her ear on the cover. Then, she immediately reported to us: "Stupid humans, I think I heard something inside."
Sandora was stunned for a moment before she removed the cover.
Everyone: "…"
There were two things on the plate: a large cake that was full of holes and looked like cheese. There was also a round tummy covered in cream and Jingle was holding a small cake and stuffing it into her mouth.
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