Xyrin Empire-Chapter 658 Do You Know What It Means to Make a Scene?
Chapter 658: Chapter 658 Do You Know What It Means to Make a Scene?
Even though I carelessly got caught up with the Divine Clan’s Tiaozi Five and spent the whole day outside to the point of exhaustion, upon returning home with my arms full of packages and seeing my family’s joyous expressions, I still felt it was all worth it.
Little Baobao had a new toy, which meant that Lady Shining was able to live a few days without being a pillow, Qianqian got a new scarf, though she usually remembered she hadn’t worn it only after shopping, Anwina got new kitchenware, and her war with Monina was still ongoing, Pandora and Visca each got a set of Grimm’s Fairy Tales, and I hadn’t given up on my wild ambition to turn them into well-behaved children, and Big Sister received a new dressing mirror because a few days ago I heard Jaina saying she planned to borrow Big Sister’s current mirror to suppress Onikxia, wishing that the unlucky Black Dragon Princess would regain her sanity soon, or else her days of suffering might be imminent if she kept ignoring medical advice.
It may seem that the gifts I brought home today were very common—even a bag of the legendary Bihen Laundry Powder somehow mixed in with the items Kenser bought at Erli Bridge—and they absolutely couldn’t compare with treasures from All Realms, let alone compare to the Crystal Peak Planet I gave Little Baobao as a toy a while ago; still, the family was very happy. What do you call it? It’s the thought that counts. With people of Big Sister’s level, the value of the gift no longer matters—after all, isn’t Crystal Peak just a big glass ball? Little Baobao even complained that it was too large and was considering chipping off a piece from it casually.
After dinner, Sandora and I didn’t rest early but instead went to Shadow City, as the matters needing our attention were gradually increasing.
The date of the carnival was drawing near, and the materials reported from various worlds had all been collected a few days ago. Now, the delegations and pioneer craftsmen from All Realms had already found their places in Shadow City and were busily preparing for the celebration. As expected, no matter how remote or inconspicuous the worlds were, none of them passed up the opportunity to join the carnival once they learned about it, even those "frontier small towns" that had only one or two transmigrators and left only a symbolic contact point due to the transmigrator craze actively responded to the invitation.
This opportunity also made the development progress of the Macro World clearly visible to us.
When the Time-Space Administration was just established, there were a total of 63,700 worlds registered, a modest number compared to the total number of transmigrators that nearly overflowed Kepulu’s temporary Colonial Zone, but considering that many worlds had people transmigrate in groups, the number wasn’t too small.
Now, the number registered in the Time-Space Administration has reached 120,000, nearly doubling.
In just a few months, we discovered more worlds than in the last two or three years combined. The once complete lack of clarity has vanished; the Empire’s eyes did not yet fully cover the Void again, but at least we were now aware of our doorstep’s situation.
Of course, this vast number of worlds is not under the Empire’s rule; the Empire, in its stage of revival, doesn’t have the military strength to expand its rule to thousands of worlds within a few years. They merely count as "charted territory," implying we have established an outpost there. The Empire’s true rule still covers only a few universes with a large military presence, such as Azeroth and the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community. However, for an Empire that transcends planes, these coordinates are their most precious asset.
Our ability to make such tremendous progress is entirely due to the Macro World System.
By superimposing and computing multiple worlds’ information radiation, it’s possible to detect new worlds by considering interference in their mutual projections. This "pathfinding" method was often used by the Empire during its expansion period, akin to triangulation in a multi-dimensional state; although that’s just a rough analogy, the principle is far more complex.
According to Sandora, in the Ancient Empire era, such detection was often closely linked to "conquest wars." Of course, I had no intentions of following the old path of exhausting the military in a vast expansion like in the great era of the Empire’s enlargement, but the Macro World still allowed us to extend our influence to such an extent, faster than anyone could have imagined.
To celebrate, tonight Sandora disposed of Anwina’s old kitchenware set, left over after the upgrade to the new tools, by eating it...
Aside from the explosive growth in the number of world coordinates logged, the Time-Space Administration’s tentacles have also been continually delving deeper into those worlds where an outpost or liaison point had been established.
A few months had passed since the establishment of the Administration, and the transmigrator Reviewers, who took their duties in haste, were now familiar with their work and started expanding their "influence" in their respective worlds according to the employee manual. This influence consists of Empire’s Local Intelligence Officers planted in each world; by now, a Reviewer must have developed at least one "Chosen One" (a nickname Reviewers privately gave to the lucky individuals they selected, signifying how incredibly fortunate a common person is to be chosen as an Imperial Agent). Therefore, the Administration’s lower-level employees have also at least doubled in number, another significant progression.
Of course, the rapid development mentioned above is just the initial growth of the Macro World. As the work of the Time-Space Administration becomes routine and its departments steadily improve, the explosive growth rate of personnel will inevitably slow down—theoretically, at least.
In the Shadow Fortress’s Command Center, Sandora and I called in Sivis, who was fully responsible for coordinating the meeting grounds in Shadow City and now was earnestly reporting her work.
"Empress," Sivis said following your command, "we have doubled the number of originally planned guards and increased the proportion of Commanders. The Time-Space Administration has added at least three Imperial Soldiers to all subordinate worlds, responsible for ensuring the liaison points in those worlds encounter no issues during the carnival. Additionally, we have re-calibrated the Dimension Hub’s transport rule table, which is a safer scheme."
Sivis handed a data crystal over to Sandora, who placed her hand on the crystal and instantly read the information it contained.
"Nice improvements, definitely more stringent than the original process I designed. Additionally, I noticed you divided the security forces into two groups, half are standard ’Anti-Destruction Rapid Force,’ what about the other half?"
Sandora looked at Sivis with an approving expression, then added a question at the end.
The deputy officer with long black straight hair standing in front of her twitched the corner of her eye: "The other half is the enhanced City Management Team, primarily responsible for dealing with public security issues that are less severe than violent attacks, such as..."
"Like that guy with the black sunglasses." Suddenly, I got it. So, Sivis, you’ve even set up a special force against Sicaro?
After all, it was the festival. We couldn’t just take the easy way out and lock up that bootlegger for half a month in confinement. It was almost certain he would cause trouble during the festival. Moreover, the group of no-morals Imperial Commanders led by him would probably be pushing their plastic jade fortune-telling and leftover chess and poker stalls onto the street. We would indeed have to arrange a special force to deal with them during the festival.
"You’re saying Sicaro can’t do something else?"
I looked at Sandora with a somewhat headache, and she spread her hands at me: "You’re the one who doesn’t want to issue an Emperor’s order."
Right, I wasn’t willing to destroy that uncle’s only life hobby for the sake of what was in front of my eyes. Would Sicaro still be Sicaro without selling his plates?
"It’s been really hard on you recently. The safety work during the festival is extremely important, and it must not be taken lightly."
I noticed a slight look of fatigue on Sivis’s face, which stirred something in me. To see a Xyrin Apostle showing such an expression, it was clear just how much work the sole responsible Sivis had been doing these past few days, organizing a meeting of such a violent scale. It was not easy.
More importantly, as the only normal sister among the Imperial Commanders who still had morals, and as the normal sister managing two hundred and ninety-nine no-morals commanders, it really wasn’t easy...
As soon as I gave her this praise, Sivis, who was extremely sensitive to closeness with her superiors, couldn’t maintain her stern facade and rubbed her hands together nervously. The Empire’s last hope of decency repeatedly said, "Thank you for your praise, it’s my duty to do this, and I’ve also recently enlisted two good hands from the Time-Space Administration to take care of the specific affairs. Carbon-based lifeforms are truly excellent in handling complex tasks, which has relieved me of a lot of burden."
"Hmm? Promoted from the Reviewer’s office?" I showed a keen interest, "A carbon-based lifeform that can satisfy you? That really is rare, who are they?"
Sivis thought for a moment: "I didn’t pay attention to their names, but they are two girls, one is currently helping the second squadron of the City Management Team maintain order, and the other has been borrowed by the Dimension Hub’s scheduling chief to help switch tracks—a total interpretation!"
I exchanged glances with Sandora, both of us interested in these newcomers who had even received praise from Sivis.
"They aren’t the people who transmigrated during the last incident, but they got into a little conflict with our people and had to join the Time-Space Administration. Do you want to go see them?"
After thinking for a bit, since today’s work was already done, why not go have a look—hopefully if I delay going back a bit longer, those dolls would have gone to sleep. They are too noisy.
A few minutes later, near the control tower of the Dimension Hub, we found the two newcomers.
One was a lazy-looking black-haired girl in a red-themed shrine maiden outfit, the sleeves and collar of which were white. She was now yawning, and the other was a peculiarly dressed, blonde girl in a pale purple dress with a fluffy soft hat and holding a parasol.
At that moment, I was completely shocked.
The golden-haired girl, with her back to us, had not noticed anyone approaching, but was busy complaining to the red and white, "Ling Meng, don’t always be so lazy, get today’s work done and you can rest——I always feel this space is weird, as if every move is being watched by countless eyes, ah, if only I could finish with the compensation and go home——so sleepy..."
"Clang! Thump!"
"Ah Jun?! Ah Jun!" Sandora scrambled to lift me from the ground, "Ah Jun, are you alright?"
I staggered to my feet: "I’m fine, probably still alive... Sivis! Where on earth did you find these two ladies?!"
"You know them? These two girls were accidentally discovered by Reviewer C.C. They were confirmed to be illegal transmigrators, but during the repatriation process, they got into a little scuffle with our Special Envoy. Both girls have considerable power, the golden-haired one even damaged one of our unmanned support ships, so now they’re working in Shadow City to compensate for the damage they caused to the equipment. Well, there were some issues, but they’ve turned out to be very reliable newcomers, except that the red and white seems a bit lacking in enthusiasm. My subordinate is already planning to formally recruit them into the Time-Space Administration..."
I... I feel like I still need some resuscitation!
"You... you can rest now."
Weakly waving my hand, I allowed Sivis, who had completed her work report, to go and rest, then exchanged a look with Sandora.
"There’s really nothing surprising about this, right, Sandora?"
"The Void is so vast, if Earth has relevant data then the corresponding worlds must exist," Sandora chuckled as she looked ahead, "Though it really is quite chaotic."
Yes, it’s just that chaotic. People from the Eastern World, who happened to be encountered by Reviewer C.C. during their transit, then fought with the warriors from the Imperial Time-Space Administration, and eventually got dragged to Shadow City to do hard labor... What an epic journey through the continuum!
The noise behind finally drew the attention of the golden-haired girl and the red and white witch, who turned to look at us. Thus, the two Imperial Leaders and the two mischievous interlopers stood facing each other.
"Yo!"
The red and white witch immediately jumped back half a step: "Ah! Who are you? The overseer?"
The golden-haired girl beside her showed a vigilant look, taking a defensive stance as she eyed Sandora and me, clearly sensing the spiritual energy on us, which she nearly dared not touch.
Their somewhat neurotic reactions were within my expectations. Considering how they got here, it was easy to understand—the pitiful girls working hard to pay off their debts and hoping to go home as soon as possible... What’s with this nonsense feeling of guilt?
"Don’t be tense, we’re just passing through." I waved at the girl, whom I had confirmed to be Yukari Yakumo, to relax her. It was foreseeable that she had just had a harrowing battle with an Imperial Warship, the barrage of the Rapid Fire Cannons was not for playing around, and now here she was working off her debt—definitely detained, everyone knew the habits of the low-level Imperial Soldiers, all tough as nails, turning even good deeds into something akin to a robbery. Just think about how that Special Envoy did when he was ordered to deliver a message to Zhenhong and the others to understand.
Breaking into a civilian’s house in the dead of night, huh.
So, it’s no surprise that the people here felt nervous about us.
"Passing through?" Yukari Yakumo slowly lowered her hand but still looked at us with suspicion, "Alright, I’ll take your word for it that you’re just passing through."
"Zi, relax a bit," the Red and White Witch lazily walked over, "We can’t beat them anyway. This place isn’t too bad, actually. Although there’s work to be done, it’s much easier than resolving incidents. You just need to patrol and you can even sleep on the job, no worries. Plus, with that whatever card, you can buy whatever you want in the city center. Finally, no more money troubles~~~"
Oh my dingdang!! Red and White, do you really have to be so shameless right off the bat?
Announcing her negligent work attitude and unchecked spending in front of the highest authority, and even trying to drag her still somewhat principled friend down with her, this Red and White is beyond saving.
I, on the other hand, was genuinely curious about the experiences of these two. The Time-Space Administration didn’t find them in the Eastern World, so it would probably be difficult to send them back for now. What on earth did they do to end up in front of C.C.?!
"To fix some big trouble," Ling Meng said with a bored expression, "After the problem was solved, Zi’s gaps started to act up."
"Hey! Don’t just skip over the most critical part on purpose! It was your messing around that caused it, wasn’t it?"
Ling Meng decisively filtered out Yukari Yakumo’s complaints: "Ah, and then, after stumbling out of the Black Gate all dizzy, we ran into this weird woman with green hair. She pulled out a transparent card and showed it to me and Zi, saying she was going to arrest us by law."
"So, a fight broke out?"
Sandora asked with a chuckle.
The cunning Yukari Yakumo didn’t reveal what she was thinking, just calmly observed us. Ling Meng, on the other hand, was now treating us like mere bystanders, starting to vent her grievances, "Yeah, a fight broke out, but it was so unfair! That green-haired woman couldn’t do anything except activate her Shield, but then she suddenly called two Guards. Zi and I managed to drive off those two Guards who were yelling ’Emperor bless’, but then they summoned that huge airship! Zi fought desperately to take down the airship, only for a hundred more even bigger ones to appear in the sky—then I surrendered. Now that I think about it, mooching off this place doesn’t seem too bad."
I was sweating buckets: truly worthy of being outsiders, you two have probably made a name for yourselves at the Time-Space Administration with all this ruckus.
"So, you’re working here now to redeem yourselves?"
I held back a smile as I looked at Ling Meng’s frustrated face and Yukari Yakumo trying hard to pretend she didn’t know anything. It seemed the situation was more complicated than what Sivis had reported. Even someone like "Mother Zi" was now stuck here humbly learning how to switch tracks: those Imperial Soldiers were too impressive.
"Why do I get the feeling that your gaze is not well-intentioned?"
Ling Meng might lack decorum, but her instincts were sharp. As soon as I started looking at her meaningfully, she immediately cast a dissatisfied look my way.
"Actually, the guy those soldiers were shouting ’Emperor bless’ about..." I shrugged my shoulders and pointed to the golden-haired girl next to me with a smile, "Is us two. Welcome to Shadow City, I’m your boss now. Also, about the issue of your salary this month, I’m afraid we might need to discuss that further..."
Three seconds later, Ling Meng’s wails echoed through the plaza, accompanied by Yukari Yakumo’s scolding. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on QiDian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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