Chapter 254: Chapter 181: Daughter of the Mad Emperor

As Bai projected the silhouette of the sailing ship, countless strange cracks appeared suddenly in the simulation world surrounding Lin Lan.

The sky seemed to be filled with narrow eyes, and the next moment, a massive snowstorm poured down from the rifts towards the ground, with each snowflake dragging mortals into the most frenzied nightmares.

The simulation world began to crumble, and the god could no longer maintain the chaotic ’future’ stirred up by the Foreigner.

All simulated phantoms were frozen in place, like puppets with broken strings, as the frenzied snow buried the bodies of warriors and swarms alike, indifferent to enemies and allies amidst the Celestial Principle disaster.

Lin Lan immediately clenched the Philosopher’s Stone, and the ferocious snowstorm was instantly devoured by the void surrounding the Foreigner.

"The doctor is formatting the data of this simulation."

Bai’s voice remained as indifferent as ever: "This snowstorm will erase the swarm’s memory, making it easier for you to ’replay the instance’ next time..."

She awkwardly pronounced a newly learned term: "’replay the instance’."

Lin Lan nodded.

Dr. Tianli really understands!

"Eleanor, you first take Lucia and Ed and leave from the exit at the center of the manor."

He turned to the King of Pirates landing next to him: "Bai and I will wait a little longer for the ’key’ left by the Celestial Principle."

"No problem!" Eleanor nodded enthusiastically, casually picking up the little witch beside her.

"Captain, could you please stop grabbing the back of my neck, it’s uncomfortable!"

Lucia struggled and flailed but eventually hung her limbs limp: "You can’t treat a lady like this..."

Eleanor ignored the First Mate’s grumbling, calmly flapping her black wings flying towards the rift, and Ed, along with several nervous Centurions, was immediately swept into the rift by the pitch-black current.

A moment later, the pitch-black world was left only with Lin Lan and Bai.

The bionic maid silently accompanied her master, holding his hand tightly. The girl tilted her head slightly, her pure white eyes seemingly seeing through the Foreigner imprisoned in the ’depths of the void.’

So magnificent, so mysterious...

For the first time, she felt a certain attraction, as if a cold intelligence machine glimpsed a fleeting, otherworldly significance.

Lin Lan shifted his body slightly, feeling pain in his hand, but he ultimately maintained a composed expression for the sake of appearance...

The snowstorm gradually subsided.

The world became clear again, and Lin Lan looked up, noticing that the ’nonexistent’ skyscrapers and warriors had vanished, everything frozen in place as Seagull Town returned to its original dilapidated state.

The simulation world had been reset by the doctor, and the Celestial Principle’s snowstorm forcibly dragged the area back to the eve of the swarm’s attack on Seagull Town.

Lin Lan turned his head, noting a somewhat ethereal seven-masted sailing ship suddenly appearing on the shore.

He approached quickly, boarding the ancient wooden deck step by step.

A woman, wearing a military cap and dressed in a deep black military uniform, was leaning against the mast, staring absentmindedly at the shattered Seagull City.

Princess Valentina.

The sole offspring of the Mad Emperor.

This Empire princess was like a black rose with thorns, her face exquisite yet cold, her demeanor sharp and aloof.

Lin Lan scrutinized her profile, knowing that to this day, the aristocracy of the New Empire still placed the highest bounties on this remnant of the old Empire, with news of the Plumbum White constantly gripping their hearts.

And now, this ship lay right beneath his feet.

The woman heard Lin Lan’s footsteps.

"I’ve seen you before."

She turned her head, fixing her gaze on the gray-haired youth before her: "You’re the monster that angered the Ouroboros Angel at the Space Ladder deep within the starry sky."

Valentina glanced at the bionic Celestial Official beside him.

Her expression was complex, her tone becoming increasingly ambiguous: "Are you, like the Celestial Principle, a ’god’ who holds the power of rules?"

"I’m not, so don’t say that."

Lin Lan shook his head decisively, clarifying her misunderstanding: "I just have a better relationship with them, that’s all."

He had no desire to become a pitiable existence, bound by conceptual rules, spending eternity in the prisons of the Divine Kingdom, vulnerable to believers’ whims of treachery.

Receiving such a response, Valentina seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then let’s get straight to the point, Lin Lan."

This Empire princess seemed to be of the impatient type.

"To make a long story short, in leaving the Empire in pursuit of the truth, I, too, became a follower of the Celestial Principle, like my father."

Valentina lightly glossed over the despair and predicament she faced back then: "But my connection with the god is far closer than my father’s ever was."

Lin Lan listened patiently, the wind and snow catching the black flag of the sailboat and the edges of their clothing.

"The Celestial Principle blessed me and my ship with its dreams, turning us into eternal ghosts drifting through time."

The princess of the Empire sighed softly: "I saw the nightmare of the gods, saw the truth about my father’s assassination, and understood why my father made such an extreme choice."

"That sounds more like a curse from the gods," Lin Lan remarked casually.

"Yes, a curse."

Valentina smiled, but there seemed to be thorns and swords hidden in her eyes: "Day and night, the smiles of the plotters tortured my heart every minute."

"Lin Lan, I can rely on the Plumbum White to help you contact leaders of various civilizations in the river of time."

The princess of the Empire approached Lin Lan step by step, saying each word clearly: "But the premise is that you must help me take revenge on the New Empire! Then kill every noble of the New Empire! They must all pay!"

A father devoted to the nation died because of Ouroboros believers, branded as a tyrant, while those tumors of civilization still live in this world!

Valentina has become a specter seeking revenge against the Ouroboros believers and the end of the world.

This is all that remains of her life.

Then the Celestial Principle granted the princess’s wish and bestowed upon her the curse of immortality.

Lin Lan quietly met her gaze.

If those eccentric imperial soldiers are compared to a pack of wolves, then Valentina is the alpha wolf betrayed by the pack.

She is reclusive, lonely, insane, her endless hatred has twisted her into this persistent form.

This ’key’ is truly difficult to control...

"If you really want to seek justice for your father, you must abandon those extreme thoughts."

Lin Lan slowly shook his head.

In this world sliding towards doom, everyone has their own story, everyone has their own beliefs. Lin Lan admires martyrs like the Black Emperor and understands the hatred and obsession in the Mad Emperor’s daughter’s heart.

But he will never let others’ thoughts interfere with his steps, because he has his own things to do.

In the face of the apocalypse, who isn’t a paranoid madman?

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The long rift in the air slowly closed.

Several figures fell out from it, Jay clenched his Giant Sword, nervously raising his head.

The sun is shining, spring breeze caresses the grass beside the road, looking at the intact Seagull City before him, all the warriors including Ed looked dazed.

"Relax, this journey is over."

The laughter of the Doragon people sounded behind the crowd, Ed turned his head, seeing Lady Eleanor casually throw the First Mate she held onto the ground.

"Ouch!" The Blond Witch fell on the ground unexpectedly, then bounced up and started yelling: "You rude rogue Doragon!"

"Thank you for your help, Lady Eleanor."

Ed said solemnly.

The Dragon Lady just waved her hand casually, then started to pinch the plump cheeks of the First Mate with a smile.

Soon after, the rift opened again, Lin Lan and the bionic girl stepped out from it, the Ark Leader with a thoughtful expression.

Ed and several Centurions immediately gathered around.

"There’s nothing left now, but two days later, I will open the gate to the trial of wind and snow."

Lin Lan smiled at everyone: "Go and prepare in advance."

"Yes, Lord Lin Lan!"

Several Centurions immediately struck their right fists to their chests and hurriedly left the manor.

Jay firmly remembered those bastards who were injured in the swarm’s attack due to lack of experience.

The Sun Legion Commander’s mouth curved into a grin.

"Just wait, you all..."

In the city’s central barracks, as they watched the aggressive Centurions rushing in, several Sun Warriors suddenly shivered, bad premonitions rising in their hearts...

Lady Eleanor stretched, deciding to have some food and take a good nap, while Lucia pulled Bai’s hand and dove into the underground chamber of the manor.

Lin Lan glanced at the system panel, having gained seventy Holy Spirit points on this trip, enough for Ota and Sami to stay in reality for a long time.

The strong militiamen already skillfully handled the new materials generated by the Lord, the bizarre insect shells being methodically dragged out of the manor, transported to the Dawn Steel Plant on the outskirts of the city.

Under the Sunlight Flame’s forging, these composite metals enhanced by Starlight will become shaped like Lin Lan, becoming a new generation of armor, new Ash Soil weapons, and most importantly, Ark cargo ships!

At this moment, a warrior approached Lin Lan, habitually performing a military salute, then reporting in a low voice.

Lin Lan’s expression turned peculiar.

The Imperial Countess planned to force her way into the manor, attempting to use strange treasures to influence the militia guards, only to be controlled by the Sun Legion?

Is that girl’s head really that hard?