Putting aside the mental hospital's patient Mia, as for that founding Black Star Emperor?

He seems to be another restless guy, not very likable.

Li Qing frowned slightly.

Honestly, the Emperor and Minis are considered relatively better.

After all, they're not like Atabia, a lunatic who thinks about ambushing the Ancient Gods all day.... One quietly reads books, the other hides like an old sly fox saying: My time has not come yet.

They are considered well-behaved in this world.

And this one?

Recklessly extravagant!

He's the one who drew the intruders here.

Even though from his perspective there's nothing wrong, and he doesn't know the truth, this troublemaking style makes Li Qing initially disapprove of him.

Li Qing has always adhered to one perspective:

I can be reckless, but you cannot.

"Right now, it's not suitable to directly step in and control him; he can't escape anyway."

"I'll wait until his cheap wife Mia is also confined in the ward, give them some knocks and bumps, let them understand the harshness of reality, then consider persuading him to surrender and enlist as a 'citizen.'"

This is clearly a research-minded talent.

This is just a weakling.

Like Sylph, you could say she's strong, a backbone of the era, one of humanity's peaks of wisdom.

But you could also say she's not strong, really not strong.

Herodotus, Elis, Tukashi, Minis... each ruled an age alternately, but Sylph never ruled an era.

Whoever governed would collaborate with her, as everyone would value her as a talented person.

"This person is ambitious, but not as compliant as Sylph."

Li Qing pondered, "If in the Extraordinary World, he could only be subordinate like Sylph forever... but in the world of technology, where everyone's main body is useless, he might just rise."

"The sci-fi path, indeed unique, is very suitable for a talent with single research aptitude, unable to fight, like Sylph who might also really rise here!"

Having thought about it, Li Qing settled on this person's development strategy.

Apply harsh punishment to trick him into "joining," then exploit his work; ambition isn't a problem, rise if he can, if not, work for life.

A day passed in the sky just like that.

While a century passed on the ground, the entire Star Domain continent was plunged into astonishment.

"Are those the aliens grazing us?"

"My god, how could they be so gigantic??"

"Our height barely reaches their feet!"

"So ugly, how could they be so hideous, each with pale sickly faces, flawless oval faces; are they normal creatures? Just like those facelift faces from the ancient internet celebrities!"

Everyone exclaimed loudly.

Seeing aliens for the first time, they were indeed unsightly beyond measure!

The most absurd was that seemingly handsome, short little boy accompanying an exceedingly ugly alien rich woman.

Crossing species, so hideous, even she could accept it.

After all, their aesthetics differ.

Their civilization is full of handsome men and beautiful women, but in the eyes of the Black Star Empire's people, it's the template influencer faces, hideously so.

They value unique beauty, freckles, beards, various imperfections as proof of beauty's individuality.

At this moment, a hidden Revolutionary Army began to emerge, appearing on television to speak:

"We've long sensed something amiss, space rifts in the sky clearly indicate something is over there, yet the state avoids discussing it!"

"Initially, we thought the state's high officials had already turned traitor, surrendering to the aliens, madly forcing people to mine, obviously wrong; secretly, we joined with the Revolutionary Army preparing to resist, only to realize the state's high officials have always been enduring humiliation with heavy burdens!"

No one is a fool.

Many people had realized the sky's unstable shattered fissures.

"Kill them!"

"Humanity officially enters the age of deterrence!"

"We must observe the battle in the sky, study the structure of the True God Mecha, then retaliate!"

Human civilization began entering a tense era.

Everyone united, watching the sky, which even became a live broadcast show.

Death looming overhead also propelled civilization's rapid development.

...

Meanwhile, on another side.

Mia and Black Star, watching the projector screen below.

"Look, that is your countdown to death." Sylvie smiled: "You can constantly watch the people's roars, songs, curses at you, and the process of overthrowing you."

Mia was infuriated to the point of explosion.

This vile woman, she thought she was already wicked enough, yet encountered an even more wicked one, this truly was killing by attacking the heart.

This woman projected their image to the ground and displayed it above, letting her see a bunch of audience members who threw emotional garbage at her, cursing her parents.

"Don't think about destroying this projection, after all, isn't it about information? Watching the civilization progress of the Lower Realm is still better than knowing nothing." Sylvie stopped Mia, whose hand trembled immediately, realizing it.

Mia's face turned even darker.

Destroying this thing is disadvantageous to the battle, but leaving it would flood her with insults, which is damaging to her psyche.

Just at that moment.

Black Star suddenly shouted in front of the camera:

"I am your founding Emperor, Black Star, here to truly save you, for the upper echelons of this world have indeed surrendered!"

"I am the only conscience, still filled with passion and sincerity, wanting to protect my people..."

Get lost!

You traitor!

There was an immediate uproar below.

All sorts of foul language cursed him profusely.

Obviously, who would believe it? That clansman mingling with those ugly aliens, he looks like the traitor here.

The kind that sells his charm.

At this moment, the national representative, Gu Shi, also spoke sorrowfully:

"Our Black Star Emperor is certainly not that person; that man is just a traitor."

This one, licking Sylvie, a true betrayer of civilization, loudly delivering a righteous and passionate speech:

"We are the true heroes of the Empire, always maneuvering against those evil civilizations, and now we begin to fight back!"

"So please help us, fight for freedom!"

Pfft!!

"You all!!" Black Star's face turned pale with rage.

Clearly, they're the traitorous spies, while he ventured out seeking a lifeline, being a hero for his people, even enduring humiliation with that ugly woman, swallowing insults for the sake of his people?

Although an accident occurred, bringing them here, he also intends to incite them against each other, waiting for the opportunity.

But now it's turned against him.

Despicable!

Despicable indeed!

These bastards distort right and wrong, twist black and white.

Suddenly he spat blood in anger, fainted, the world before him gradually darkened.

"Ah, husband, what's wrong?" Mia was operating the mecha, looking at her little husband beside her, asking with some concern, although she herself was also driven mad by the insults.

His lips trembled, face as pale as gold paper, pointing shiveringly at the Big Beard Ancient Temple below, cursing loudly:

"My Empire is finished!"

"These damn parasites! Traitors!"

"The eternal foundation I painstakingly established, the country I conquered, all sold off by these bastards, just for the sake of wealth and glory!"

...

Sylvie watched, a smile emerging.

The world is indeed this cruel; no matter how strong or passionately one fights, nothing can stop a bunch of backstabbing capitalists, traitors from behind.

Sylvie suddenly felt invigorated with this battle.

It's the true fighting method of the Celestial Dao grand trend, using the grand trend to kill, using the era's cruelty and bloodshed to squeeze the opponent to death.

"Young hero, you have already done your best."

On the other side.

In a small cosmic spaceship on the border.

"Something's wrong, the third miss has even met an accident?"

"How is that possible?"

"It's already projected, we must return!"

"Things have spiraled out of control!"

"This small civilization, we must report back to the Empire and eradicate them!"

As a prisoner of war, Sylph furrowed her brows within the battleship, listening to their despair, clearly preparing to flee.

This battleship is a super-large supply ship, in simpler terms, a cosmic aircraft carrier.

All the spaceships and mecha are docked here.

A strategy staying far in the distance, wanting to flee once the situation turns bad...

"Just right to make a move and abuse them, this aircraft carrier is obviously a big treasure... lacking combat power, but it is the foundation of all combat power."

"Like the body of a Black Magic Master, the charging dock below."

Sylph had just thought of acting when she saw a familiar figure suddenly appear in front of her, rapidly approaching amidst the fragments of void.

"Who is that?" Sylph suddenly turned.

It was indeed the terrifying ancient presence that once suppressed the entire Martial mainland, Nokron.

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