"The [uncovering truth] the General mentioned—is he using the array to interrogate Kafka?"
"Correct. The Matrix of Prescience is the Divination Commission's treasure, originally used for charting routes and foretelling the future."
"But the [Stellaron Hunters]' secrets must be laid bare. I have no choice but to step beyond norms—using [divination] to infer her intentions."
Jing Yuan gave Adrian a meaningful glance. He had concealed his identity carefully—not a single topic had touched on [Eternity].
Yet he felt his Aeon identity might soon slip.
"Whether the Matrix of Prescience can function is crucial. I ask you all to assist Diviner Fu in completing the array ritual. Jing Yuan is deeply grateful."
"We'll help too. That'll speed things up," Walter said. He sensed Jing Yuan needed private space.
"The three array bases are [Cosmic Union Array], [Karma Formation Array], and [Realm Cycle Array]. I'll trouble you with these." Jing Yuan's words were directed at Walter.
Watching Dan Heng and Walter depart, Jing Yuan sighed.
"Such exquisite disguise. For an instant, seeing that old friend, I almost mistook him for another. The past is done, yet this sight… inevitably stirs nostalgia."
Adrian glanced at Fu Xuan's group chatting nearby. "Scientific divination… When can I introduce this to the Church? Perhaps send a Church scholar to [Yuque] Xianzhou to study divination."
"Divination and Eternity—their link is indeed subtle. When people believe the array's vision must come true, choice becomes mere ornamentation."
Unseen, the diviner becomes prisoner to the array: traveling only during auspicious times, avoiding inauspicious ones—life dictated by divination.
"So… you think [Eternity] also possesses foresight? Can it rewrite fate?"
If so, the Stellaron Hunters could dissolve. Adrian would seize Elio for the Church first.
"The Church's [Eternity] Pathstriders and Emanators—Pontiff, priests, deacons, knight captains, and prayer pastors—without exception, all bear painful histories."
"Without such pasts, their chance of joining the Church is negligible. All is [fate]."
"Like Qingque says when nagging me: in a jade game, one may strive to win, yet the outcome may already be fixed."
"In my view, the Stellaron Hunters differ little from this grand Matrix of Prescience. But that Diviner Fu shows potential as an [Eternity] Pathstrider."
Xianzhou bodies endure eternally, and the Erudition-blessed Omnisia on her forehead would ensure eternal pain.
Come to think of it, that scrap metal computer could divine the future too.
…
Perspective shifts to Fu Xuan's side:
"This seat guards the Matrix of Prescience's core. Once the three array bases are reactivated, Kafka's interrogation can begin. Afterward, you'll have ample time to speak with her."
"Upon activation, the Matrix of Prescience will extract information hidden within Kafka, sending Xianzhou-related data into the diviner's sea of consciousness."
"For humans ceaselessly tread their Paths, moving through time and space, weaving countless causes and effects." Fu Xuan's gaze lingered on Adrian. After the others left, she would divine properly.
Even an Emanator could not escape the all-seeing eye's gaze. But this [Eternity] Emanator was her first encounter.
"Wait, why not use it to find the Stellaron Core's location?" Stelle asked.
"Divination isn't idle talk. Without sufficient parameters or a clear target, answers scatter like needles in the star sea. Understand?"
"Moreover, ever since the Stellaron Core's corruption invaded the Divination Commission, interference has sharply reduced divination accuracy—probabilistic error up to 0.2%! I cannot tolerate such flaws."
"0.2%? Wow… the Diviner's really strict," March 7th muttered.
"March, caution is natural. What if the Matrix of Prescience makes an error?"
Fu Xuan frowned. "No what-ifs! Accidents do not exist! The Matrix's algorithm, [Grand Evolution Myriad Changes], enumerates every uncertainty along a thing's Path."
"Scale it to eternity and the cosmos—no variables remain."
"Questions done? Let's go?" Qingque called out.
"I suddenly get your feelings…" Stelle rubbed her forehead and led March 7th to restart the three arrays.
At the first base, [Cosmic Union Array], they found Walter and Dan Heng waiting.
"Uncle Yang… you're early?"
Walter adjusted his glasses awkwardly. "Apparently, arriving too soon isn't ideal either."
Without a Divination Commission guide, he and Dan Heng had waited, not daring to tamper.
"You two are so diligent. Respect, respect!" Qingque said, then introduced the base. "This is the Cosmic Union Array—used to [observe cosmic trends]. It specializes in time-related data. Don't worry—the more complex, the simpler to operate."
"I get it! [The great way is simple], right?"
"Exactly~" Qingque said, casually adjusting the base patterns and slapping runes together.
"Teacher Adrian's influence runs deep," March 7th sighed, though she secretly enjoyed the shortcuts his portals allowed.
He must have long since lost leg strength, sustained by imaginary energy alone.
"Speaking of Adrian… where is he? Didn't come with us?"
"General Jing Yuan and Adrian are old acquaintances. They needed space to talk."
"Hearing that from Uncle Yang, it feels like we're missing key details. Are they finally discussing how to encircle the [Lord Ravager]?"
March 7th's words drew everyone's attention.
"Oops, slipped," she muttered, looking at Qingque—who remained utterly calm.
"Miss Qingque… no reaction at all?!"
How crushed by workplace stress must she be, to show no response to such news.
Qingque joked, "Disasters spare the uninvolved. As long as the Lord Ravager doesn't hit the jade houses, I'm fine. And with Stellaron Hunters infiltrating, another Lord Ravager is no surprise. My heart's at peace."
"Yeah, everyone knows Adrian's an [Eternity] Emanator. And in the Divination Commission, what haven't we seen?"
"Please… I just want to slack in peace, not get dragged into trouble."
Hearing that, aside from Qingque's calm, others frowned slightly.
Even a Divination Commission clerk knew Adrian's identity—so why didn't the Diviner herself?
Something was off—nine chances out of ten.
Seeds of doubt quietly took root, awaiting their time to sprout.