Jingliu stood dumbfounded on the spot.
She tilted her head back, staring blankly at the increasingly large Fiend Star.
In her dream, the Fiend Star named Rahu wailed and sang, carrying burning mountains and earth as it rushed toward everyone.
People screamed on the long streets, struggling and thrashing in the despair of imminent doom, allowing golden vines to grow incessantly from everyone's mouths, noses, and orifices.
They died, everyone died.
She was one of the very few survivors.
In the midst of despair, a person appeared before her and said something about a bad review.
Then the nightmare ended.
It was only this second that Jingliu remembered that the older brother's appearance was identical to the person in her dream!
Jingliu didn't understand why this was.
But she saw the red star fall.
In the sky, the red Fiend Star was sliced in half by someone, wailing and falling painfully.
Everything around her was beautiful and prosperous, just as it had always been.
There was no living hell, nor was there loneliness; it was as if the present moment were the dream.
"So amazing."
Jingliu looked up and whispered softly.
She couldn't see Oliver, but she knew he must be in the sky, plucking the star for her.
Boom!!!
Three seconds later, the Immortal Vessel of Cangcheng shook violently.
Fortunately, the Immortal Vessel had an anti-vibration mode, and the buildings did not suffer major damage.
Only a few people lost their footing and fell.
The Immortal Vessel of Cangcheng had just collided with Rahu's remains.
A few seconds later, everything returned to calm.
The weather was fair and the skies were clear.
The crimson Fiend Star was gone from the sky.
The General's Mansion instantly erupted into chaos.
"We're saved!!! This is wonderful!"
"Wow!!!!"
"Thank you, Mysterious handsome guy!!"
"Too strong, too strong! Slicing a star with one sword, unbeatable!"
"I've never been this excited in my life, I'm going to cry, wuwuwuwu."
"Oh my god, I thought I was certainly going to die today, I never expected a hero, a Deliverer, or a Great General to save me!"
The strategists, Cloud Knights, and the six leaders inside the mansion were all weeping tears of joy.
Because they had witnessed a miracle today; a situation that was supposed to be certain death had resulted in survival, with zero casualties.
What else could this be but a divine miracle?
That young man must be the new General sent by the Reignbow Arbiter!
At this moment, the six leaders unanimously agreed to nominate a new General.
Whether the Alliance recognized him was a matter for later; right now, they only recognized the black-haired young man as the new General of the Immortal Vessel of Cangcheng!
"What are you all standing around for? Go find him!"
But everyone understood: Search! They absolutely must find the hero!
The Immortal Vessel of Cangcheng currently lacked a leader.
Especially a hero who had just saved two hundred billion people!
Whoosh.
The elite guards of the Cloud Knights began leading soldiers to the bow of the ship to welcome the hero.
"Immediately go find a black-haired, handsome young man
as for how handsome he is, he's definitely handsomer than me!"
"Once you spot the target, immediately form ranks and welcome him! You bunch of small fry, you have no idea who just saved your lives!"
"Set off immediately!"
Unfortunately.
Oliver had already returned to Jingliu's presence.
"The red star, I cut it down for you."
Oliver looked at Jingliu with a smile.
Little Jingliu showed a cute smile: "Mhm, I saw it, thank you."
Oliver had to admit that white hair and red eyes were the standard for a top-tier beauty.
She was already devastatingly beautiful now; no wonder she would bring disaster upon the nation when she grew up.
"What are you two talking about?"
A girl about ten years old came over, looking confused.
Several other ten-year-old and nine-year-old boys and girls also gathered around.
They stared at Oliver with innocent, bewildered expressions.
"I know! He's a human trafficker!"
A small, snot-nosed fatty pointed at Oliver and declared.
"Is there such a good-looking human trafficker? I don't believe it."
Another ten-year-old chubby girl retorted.
At this moment, Jingliu only found her playmates noisy and irritating.
"He is not a human trafficker, he is the hero who saved the Immortal Vessel of Cangcheng!"
Her face was cold as she declared solemnly.
Naturally, the other children couldn't accept this explanation.
After all, they hadn't seen what Oliver had done.
But because Jingliu was older and acted as their big sister, no one dared to object.
Oliver found the sight of Jingliu defending him utterly adorable.
Sure enough, restarting the script was the right choice.
Look at the terrible, melodramatic plot before.
This was the opening he was satisfied with.
Now that the Immortal Vessel of Cangcheng had avoided the world-ending disaster, he wondered what the future plot would hold.
"Forget it. I'll take it one step at a time. As long as I keep an eye on Jingliu, the script will be completed."
While he was thinking, he felt someone tugging at his hem.
He looked down and saw that it was Jingliu, who had come to his feet and was pulling his hem.
Due to the massive height difference between them, Jingliu had to crane her neck to look up at Oliver.
"What is your name? Where do you live? Can you give me a jade messenger contact?"
Jingliu asked.
"Emmm..."
Oliver thought for a moment and replied, "My name is Oliver, and I am a wandering swordsman. As for where I live... the sky is my quilt, the earth is my bed. I follow my heart and take things as they come."
"Haha, that's a flowery way of saying you don't have anywhere to live, isn't it?"
Jingliu smiled.
Her pure eyes immediately filled with anticipation and shyness.
She barely thought before an idea burst out, carrying the directness and enthusiasm unique to children: "Then... then why don't you come to my house?"
Her small hand unconsciously clutched her own hem, showing some nervousness, but her gaze was unusually bright and resolute, filled with an undeniable invitation: "My house is huge! I can arrange the best room for you to stay in! But you have to teach me how to pluck the stars. I want to become as powerful as you."
Her eyes sparkled with yearning for ultimate power, and complete trust and adoration for this Mysterious powerhouse before her.
Jingliu didn't want the disaster she saw in her dreams to happen again.
She craved the kind of power that could protect everything.
Oliver was slightly taken aback.
He lowered his gaze, looking at the girl's eyes, which held unadulterated gratitude and a pure invitation. That light was even more dazzling than the "Rahu" he had just split in two.
He remained silent for a moment. The breeze stirred a few strands of black hair on his forehead, and a faint golden light seemed to flash deep within his hair before vanishing.
Finally, the corner of his mouth seemed to curve into an extremely faint, almost imperceptible smile.
"Your house, huh..."
Oliver repeated softly, his gaze drifting toward the distant Xianzhou mansion courtyard, where the lights were sparse —the warm home Jingliu spoke of.
An Aeon of Abundance stepping into the home of the future Sword Head?
The threads of fate seemed even more elusive than the finger he used to strike down the stars.
But this was precisely Oliver's goal. He just needed to act a little Mysteriousness and let Jingliu propose it herself, or he would surely be seen as having ill intentions.
He nodded slightly, "Very well."
You actively invited me; it's not like I, Oliver, tricked an innocent young girl into inviting a wolf into her house...