The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1109 The Kowyn
"This is... Lindel's spaceship from back then!"

Nangong Wan recognized her at a glance.

She had previously shared information with Ling Fu, so she naturally knew the origin of this spaceship, and even more so—

"Wasn't that just an empty shell? I didn't expect it could still fly. It seems Ling Fu has fixed it."

However, this repair is probably not thorough.

After all, this thing is just a false hope left to Lindel by the higher dimensions. It's just a flashy but empty shell, and even if you add things inside, it still can't compare to the Immortal Ship.

The flight path before her eyes confirmed her judgment—

The spaceship wobbled like a drunkard, its energy unstable, and it could plunge into the blackout again at any moment.

Fortunately, the sesame seeds popped open at that moment.

The silver spaceship disintegrated, its countless fragments turning into sparks that drew brilliant, spiraling red lines in the darkness before being sucked into the twisted abyss's edge.

at the same time--

Three extremely fine golden threads shot out from the center of the explosion.

Upon closer inspection, they were three figures!

Without relying on any equipment, but simply existing in the void with protective divine light, it forcibly ejected from the darkness at extreme acceleration by taking advantage of the enormous energy released at the moment the spaceship disintegrated.

At that moment, the three of them were like a glimmer of light breaking through the sky, treading on the dying starlight, fleeing against the current.

Everyone on the celestial ship held their breath, their hearts pounding.

This speed is extremely fast; it seems they can really escape the darkness!
It can resist the gravity of the abyss, but there will eventually come an end.

Just as they were about to cross the boundary, their speed gradually slowed down, and everyone's hearts sank.

It was as if the entire space had become viscous, and the figure slowly elongated on the track, its tail being drawn into the red line that the Mars had turned into, falling into the gravitational vortex at an imperceptible angle.

Everyone knew the consequences—

That's how you get pulled into the darkness little by little.

However, just as the acceleration reached zero, three figures passed by the point on the track closest to the immortal ship!
Three golden tentacles suddenly shot out from the immortal ship!
It pierced through the void from the farthest distance and precisely entangled those three points of residual light!

A sudden yank!
The immense traction force pulled the three of them back from the edge of the darkness.

The timing was perfect, and it didn't consume any extra energy.

Seeing this, the group on the immortal boat finally felt relieved.

Suddenly realizing it, my back was soaked with cold sweat.

The three figures were steadily pulled back along the path by the tentacles. Nangong Wan finally saw the thickest streak of light ahead and was immediately stunned—

"Old Taibai?"

The man's round figure resembled a small asteroid traversing the galaxy—though their actual size was vastly different.

The other two are the still-childish Ariel and Wen Weilan's mother, Zhang Lan, who is still attached to a withered old corpse wearing a red robe, covered with orchids with long faces.

The tentacles slowly carried the three people to the space station hatch.

As soon as the hatch opened, the shield finally shattered, and the three shivering men tumbled into the cabin.

The second hatch was opened only after the air pressure was adjusted.

Nangong Wan and the others were already waiting inside.

Tentacles extended from the cabin wall and immediately wrapped the three of them in a hot blanket.

Professor Hanni quickly stepped forward and confirmed that the vital signs were stable.

Mao Zhiang solemnly cupped his hands in greeting: "Welcome Taibai Sword Immortal, Mobei Prince, and Zhang Shanggong to the Immortal Boat No. 1 Space Station."

As the swordsman Taibai shook off the frost from his beard, he waved his hand impatiently: "Stop with the formalities, time is of the essence."

"We'll talk about becoming a god first." Zhang Lan nodded repeatedly.

"Then we will meet up with General Hongshan."

Ariel rubbed his little hands together, his eyes sparkling.

I heard that he was a great general who was once famous throughout the universe. He has always wanted to see just how majestic he was!
……

On the towing track outside the hatch of the cruiser USS Coveyne, a line of transport ships of various shapes and sizes are waiting to be picked up.

On one of the transport ships, which looked like a pile of scrap metal cobbled together, a girl with a slightly flushed face suddenly said:

"I feel like... something's not quite right today."

"What could be wrong?"

"The cargo we loaded was clearly 2098.56 kg, but now the cargo hold weight has changed to 2139.27 kg..."

"You even remember such a paltry number?"

"Of course, what I studied back then was—"

"Alright, alright, math, math!"

The captain, sitting in the passenger seat, interrupted her, his tone full of impatience.

"You've said it at least ten times already, everyone knows you're a math major, but so what? You're still here picking up trash with us."

The girl blushed, speechless.

Although her skin was already slightly red from the injection of the anti-radiation RR-13 dermal solution.

But so what?

This is the fact.

On today's vibrant planet, knowledge is a relic of the past.

Choosing sides is the only way out.

If you choose the right side, you can become a nobleman's dog, and even a tiny bit of scraps left behind will be enough to sustain you for a lifetime.

If you stand in the wrong spot, you're destined to be a garbage collector, toiling away among fields, ruins, and relics, risking your life for a pittance of Federal Coins.

The girl stopped talking.

The other teammates ignored her, focusing only on exhaling the colorful smoke, as if they were immersed in some kind of dream.

The girl looked at them, a hint of envy in her eyes.

But she didn't have the money to buy it.

This is a byproduct of the potion that helps awaken and enhance abilities—the "Multidimensional Perception Enhancer," or "MPE" for short.

"Echo".

Legend has it that one can sense whispers echoing from higher-dimensional deities.

It can be considered to have some of the effects of "MPE", and may even slightly increase the chances of advancing to "Unknown".

But how many are there is unknown.

Most people are just enjoying the carefree pleasure of being detached from the world.

In the Federal Empire, "Echoes" have long been classified as prohibited substances, and their consumption and trade are serious crimes.

So people are used to calling it "that thing".

However, the production of MPE will inevitably produce "echoes".

Moreover, the planet Banlan is famous for producing this product, and the Federal Empire turns a blind eye because of the substantial taxes paid.

Now, needless to say, the core raw materials have been exhausted, leaving only a pile of "echoes". The Spectrum Star has been abandoned by the Federal Empire, so who will care?

At this moment, it was finally the transport ship's turn to queue, and it was slowly entering the hatch of the Coveyne.

[Access request... Password verification... Epidemic prevention check... Security scan...]

Welcome aboard the Covey.

The transport ship was automatically towed into the unloading area.

As soon as the boat came to a stop, the captain took off his dirty and rough protective suit and tossed it aside.

"Alright, I have something urgent to attend to, I'll be going now. Please keep an eye on the unloading."

The remaining people also made excuses and disembarked one by one.

The last boy patted the girl on the shoulder, revealing a mouth full of gold teeth, while chewing a bright red pill.
"give it to you."

The girl's face turned red.

"I...I...so much cargo..."

"Didn't you say you're a math major? You're better at taking inventory than us, right? Besides, with your abilities... this is the only time you can really help."

After saying that, he walked away humming a little tune.

The girl was left stomping her feet in anger as she watched the figures puffing out smoke.

But what can be done?
She was merely a mid-level Newtype with F-class influence, at the bottom of the food chain on the Koveen.

If anyone's to blame, it's the useless knowledge.

Muttering curses, she opened the cargo hold to hang the goods on the giant robotic arms, only to find that these arms were occupied by other transport ships.

They finally found an empty one, but someone was already guarding it, clearly waiting for the transport ship to arrive and reserving it in advance.

She braced herself and asked, but when she met the madness swirling in the other person's colorful eyes, she felt a little scared.

Not to mention the layers of tongue inside the other person's mouth, which, while scanning her entire body, kept licking her purple lips:
"If you'd like to use it... it's not impossible... you can consider it—"

Without a second thought, the girl took a few steps back.
"No need, no need..." and ran away as if fleeing.

That person was a high-level new human, and had consumed too many "echoes," so there was no reasoning with him.

As for the other robotic arms, after a while, other transport ships came in, clearly indicating that everything had been planned in advance, unlike her unreliable captain who hadn't prepared anything.

The girl sat to one side, hugging her knees with all four arms, feeling both wronged and angry.

"I will never cooperate with them again!"

But the thought only flashed through my mind.

She has nothing.

Lacking both ability and resources, their only somewhat valuable asset is their mathematical knowledge, which they never admit to—but it's at least useful for calculating the most cost-effective fuel requirements, track distances, cargo weight and volume.

Without these people, she might not even be able to earn the most basic federal currency to ensure her survival.

There was nothing the girl could do but wait.

But before half a day had passed, a furious curse descended from the sky:

"Are you trying to get yourself killed by stopping your boat like this? You're blocking the boats behind you!"

The girl was startled and quickly stood up. She saw that it was the transport ship behind her, which was much larger in size and the people inside had quite a temper.

He hurriedly explained, blushing:
"But...the cargo hasn't been unloaded yet, it's impossible, impossible to put it in the berthing area, otherwise we'd have to queue up to get it out of the hold...and we can't just take it out of the hold for nothing, otherwise we'd waste fuel..."

"Don't I understand? I don't care what you say. The loss is your problem. Don't you know that these cantilever arms can only be used in a timely manner if you have a good relationship with the administrator?"

The girl was speechless for a moment.

The other party sneered: "You don't even understand this? What are you scavenging for? Get lost!"

As he spoke, he maneuvered his ship away from the traction track, making a move as if to ram it.

Given this size difference, if the girl's transport ship were to be damaged, the other ship would likely only suffer a minor scratch.

She cried out urgently, "No, no, please!"

The management staff noticed the commotion, flew over with a megaphone, and shouted:
"What's going on? Fighting is not allowed here. What if it affects the other ships?!"

"But this guy won't move! What can I do?"

The administrator clearly recognized who she was, immediately put on a smiling face, and turned to scold the girl:
"Hurry up and move your ship, or do you want to offend Lady Koshan?"

Keshan!

That family was once a noble family, and some unknown figures have come from it.

His younger brother, Liekong, is also a super-high-level New Human with A-level influence.

Among the scavengers of the Covin Group, she was considered to have unparalleled prestige, and she was indeed someone you couldn't afford to offend.

The girl was at a loss for what to do when a clear and crisp voice rang out:

"Wait, let's unload the cargo ourselves now!"

The sound was amplified, so it was very loud.

That was enough for Koshan, who was on the ship, to hear.

The girl turned around in a daze and saw the tightly packed cargo being moved out of the hold. There were no porters in sight; it was as if the cargo itself was floating.

Where should we put these goods?

A sound came from under the cargo.

The girl paused for a few seconds before realizing what was happening, and quickly pointed to the conveyor belt in the distance:
"Over there..."

So the goods moved over there.

Only after the goods were unloaded did the movers emerge from the shadow of the cargo.

The girl then saw that it was a girl about her age, tall and slender, with bright red hair, freckles on her face, and a pair of emerald green eyes.

That look is clearly that of an aristocrat!

The girl suddenly realized—they must have been from the old aristocracy, but had fallen to this state because of the death of an unknown member of their family.

Despite wearing that dirty protective suit, their cold and arrogant gaze, and their unyielding demeanor, were undeniable.

That's why it has such great power.

She watched in disbelief as the red-haired girl single-handedly carried at least a ton of cargo. Before she could even react, the girl had effortlessly made two trips and unloaded all the goods.

In the end, a total of 2098.56 kilograms of goods were put into storage.

The numbers match up again.

Could it be that I was really wrong?

The girl temporarily suppressed her confusion and turned to the red-haired girl, saying, "Th-thank you..."

"Don't thank me yet, let's moor the boat inside."

The red-haired girl, as if she were an old friend, jumped onto the transport ship and naturally sat in the driver's seat.

The girl was completely stunned, sitting to the side watching as she quickly brought up the interface, connected to the berth interface, and modified the docking parameters. Her movements were even more skilled and precise than those of her team leader.

Once the transport ship entered its berth, the two jumped off and watched as it sank into the hold. Only then did the girl regain some of her ability to speak.

"Thank you so much just now. If it weren't for you, this ship belongs to the captain. If that madman had really rammed it to pieces, I wouldn't be able to afford to pay for it, not to mention the damage to the warehouse and other ships caused by the explosion..."

"Isn't that because your teammates aren't doing their jobs? So if something really happens, he has no right to hold you accountable."

"You...you saw it all?"

"Yep."

The girl looked dejected.

"It's no use. You must be... new here, right? I don't know how you got here, and you probably don't know how chaotic and filthy it is... There's no logic to this kind of thing, and nobody cares."

She took out her card, swiped it to open the hatch, and entered the cabin, with the red-haired girl beside her naturally following.

Without thinking too much, the girl asked again, "By the way, my name is Hua Qingsu. What's your name?"

"Oh, you can call me... Hongshan."

Hua Qingsu understood: "Your family members are fans of General Hongshan, right?"

This is a common name in the Federal Empire.

Hongshan simply smiled and asked in return, "And you? Why are you called that?"

"Yes, because my brother's name is Flower Spider. He found me in a trash can at the pharmaceutical factory."

Anthocyanin lowered his head, and his voice grew softer and softer.

"The bucket was full of bottles of anthocyanins at the time, so... that's how he named me."

"But now, he's disappeared..."

Hongshan was slightly taken aback, his eyes flashing slightly.

It was as if something had touched me.

Hua Qingsu initially thought that her background had shocked the other party, but upon reflection, she realized how ridiculous she was. She figured that someone from a wealthy family like her must have experienced an even more tragic past to have ended up here.

The elevator door slowly opened.

Outside was a dark and chaotic low-rise residential area.

On both sides of the narrow corridor, tattered plastic sheets and boards haphazardly divide the so-called living quarters.

The air was filled with the sweet, rotten smell of burning "Echoes," which made one's brain swell.

A group of scavengers sat or lay down, puffing out clouds of smoke, iridescent plumes drifting in the dim light.

Most of them wore eerie smiles, as if they were trapped in some cheap fantasy, unable to extricate themselves, and lay there like zombies, piled up into bizarre chunks of flesh.

Such scenes are common in the lower-level living quarters of the Covey.

Hua Qingsu turned around and glanced at the quiet figure following her behind her. After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a low voice:

"Hongshan...where do you live?"

Hongshan did not answer immediately, but simply looked around.

Hua Qingsu was taken aback, feeling a little guilty. She was afraid she had spoken out of turn again. Judging from the protective suit that Hongshan was reluctant to take off, he must not be having a good time either.

"How about... you come to my place?"

Anthocyanins were actually somewhat hesitant.

Her place... really couldn't fit two people.

But she didn't know how to repay Hongshan.

We can't just give them the federal currency as payment, can we?

She didn't have much...

But people offer to help because they want a small tip, right?

She could only pretend not to know.

While she was lost in thought, Hongshan withdrew her gaze and calmly said, "Thank you, but no need. I need to go find someone."

After saying that, he turned and left.

In an instant, the figure disappeared into the colorful smoke and dust.

(End of this chapter)