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In a certain sea area of the Sonia Sea, inside the Future's captain's cabin.
Cattleya put down the letter in her hand, her expression more solemn than ever.
The reason for her expression was simple: she had just received a letter from Gehrman.
In the letter, Gehrman briefly explained that due to some inconvenient reasons, their meeting time needed to be postponed by a few days, and the meeting location had also changed.
Of course, these were not the most important matters. What was most important was Gehrman's subtle mention in the letter that His Excellence Angel of Judgement would also be coming to visit Frank this time.
Damn it, didn't they say before that His Excellence Angel of Judgement wasn't available?
Cattleya gripped the letter tightly, almost cursing under her breath, then took a deep breath and stood up.
She didn't rush to write a reply to Gehrman. Instead, she got up and left the captain's cabin. After walking through the ship's corridor, she arrived at a room on the lowest deck of the Future, a room exclusively for Frank.
Cattleya raised her hand, about to knock, when with a 'click,' the door opened from the inside.
Frank, who was clearly about to go out, was startled when he saw her, then showed a surprised expression and said, "Captain, I was just about to look for you."
Cattleya's heart skipped a beat for no reason. She tried hard to maintain a calm expression and asked, "What do you need me for?"
"I remember you have a Sun pathway mystical item, Captain. I'd like to borrow it for a few days, if that's alright?" Frank asked expectantly. His complexion wasn't very good, probably due to staying up late to research; he even had prominent dark circles under his eyes. But Frank's spirits seemed very high.
Cattleya was already very familiar with Frank in this state. This was how Frank looked every time he had a new inspiration.
"What do you want to do with a Sun pathway mystical item?" Cattleya's eyelids twitched. While using her utmost willpower to control her expression, she couldn't help but ask.
"I just received a letter from Lin Ruo, and he shared a super-great idea with me!" Frank's expression grew even more excited. Without any intention of hiding anything, he began to share with Cattleya:
"I want to cultivate a kind of mushroom that can glow on its own and even produce sunlight. With these mushrooms, even in places without light, as long as these mushrooms are planted, they can solve the problem of sunlight for other plants..."
Cattleya felt a little dizzy.
She took a deep breath and didn't interrupt Frank. Instead, after he finished speaking, she said, "You can borrow the item, but... don't make mushrooms that can run and jump like before. Mushrooms that produce sunlight don't need intelligence, do they?"
What could Cattleya do? Angel of Judgment had already written to Frank. Could she still stop him from experimenting?
Moreover, the mushroom Frank wanted to invent this time sounded much safer... Cattleya thought about Frank's previous inventions like "moving mushrooms," "dead fish mushrooms," "charm mushrooms," and so on. While feeling mentally exhausted, she strangely felt a little relieved.
Wait, what am I thinking?
Mushrooms that produce their own sunlight are clearly very abnormal. What's there to be relieved about?
Cattleya, realizing what she was feeling relieved about, was startled and immediately suspected that she had been corrupted by something strange.
"Of course! Of course, they don't need intelligence. The most important thing for mushrooms that produce sunlight is stability..." Frank nodded in agreement, muttering something under his breath, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, clearly having new inspiration.
"I'll have someone send the item over later. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Cattleya looked at Frank, who was still immersed in his new mushroom concept, and finished her sentence at an extremely fast pace before quickly leaving.
She couldn't stand this broken place for another second.
"Huh? But Captain, you haven't said why you came to find me..." Frank looked up and saw Cattleya's back disappear around the corner the next second. He scratched his head in confusion:
"Is it that scary? This time the stuff is clearly much more normal..."
Frank was not someone without self-awareness. On the contrary, he was actually very clear that his beloved little darlings were not accepted by most people.
Frank knew that in this world, perhaps only people like his friends Lin Ruo and Gehrman would not reject his mushrooms and would be happy to share various inspirations with him.
As for the Captain, although she was a very good person, she clearly belonged to the majority who could not accept mushrooms.
But Frank really felt that this time's mushrooms were not scary at all. Why did the Captain's reaction seem stronger than usual?
"Incomprehensible..." Frank shook his head, finally deciding not to think about the problem.
He then looked back at the laboratory, only to see that in the mini version of the cultivation field, one by one, slender, vibrant, and art-like mushrooms were rhythmically swaying their bodies, exuding a unique charm.
It must be said that this scene looked both beautiful, enchanting, and utterly absurd.
"What went wrong? Why did it suddenly become like this...?" Frank looked at these mushrooms, a thoughtful expression on his face.
He casually closed the laboratory door, isolating this absurd scene from the outside world.
...
"I understand the principle, but Ouroboros, why are you here?"
Lin Ruo had a bit of a headache.
Because early in the morning, his spirituality had given him a warning, and when he opened his eyes at the prompting of his spirituality, he saw a figure sitting at the table with his back to him.
That figure had long silver-white hair and was casually wearing a linen outer shirt. Without a doubt, it was the King of Angels "Tail-Devourer" Ouroboros.
Noticing the movement from the lounge chair behind him, Ouroboros immediately turned to look at Lin Ruo. His expression was still indifferent and carried an indescribable sanctity. Due to the angle, the contours of his facial features were bathed in a layer of sunlight. For a moment, Lin Ruo even had the illusion of seeing a Saint from mythology descend.
Of course, this illusion vanished completely the next second, because Lin Ruo saw Ouroboros's eyes.
Hmm, his gaze was still very blank.
At the same time, Lin Ruo also noticed what Ouroboros had been looking at: the "World Famous Painting" "Witch Roselle" that he had casually placed on the table.
Ah, Roselle, I'm sorry... Lin Ruo said in his heart without any remorse. Then he noticed Ouroboros's gaze falling on the small box beside his hand.
Lin Ruo's smile stiffened.
Because the Die of Probability was currently in that small box beside his hand.
To be honest, Lin Ruo wasn't afraid now. After all, Ouroboros wouldn't do anything to him no matter what; it was just a bit inexplicably awkward.
He thought for a moment, then casually said, "Morning, Ouroboros!"
"Morning, Lin Ruo." Ouroboros paused before slowly returning Lin Ruo's greeting.
He no longer looked at the small box beside Lin Ruo's hand, but at Lin Ruo's face, and said seriously, "I saw some destiny."
"Oh?" Lin Ruo, who had expected Ouroboros to talk about the Die of Probability, was startled. He looked at Ouroboros, raised an eyebrow, "What destiny?"
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