Abnormal crossing

Chapter 156 There Are Still Problems (Part 2)

Everyone's attention was drawn to the sudden sound.

The speaker was a tall woman whose facial features were obscured by the distance, but she was estimated to be about 1.7 meters tall, making her stand out among the people of Molde.

Watching the figure approaching.

A hint of curiosity immediately appeared in Gu Wei's eyes.

The girl called Qiao Kewen by...
uncle?

So she's Joe Cowen's niece?

No, it could also be a nephew dressed as a woman.
be honest.

The moment Gu Wei heard this word, the image of Erlang Shen played by Jiao Enjun in the TV series "Lotus Lantern" immediately came to mind.
And the other side.

Upon seeing the woman who suddenly appeared, Speaker Gray frowned slightly, seemingly surprised by her arrival.

He then glanced at Milo without making a sound, and exchanged a look with Joe Cowen, but ultimately did not send anyone to stop the other party's actions.

Under the gaze of everyone.

The tall woman quickly jogged to the spaceship's docking area.

As the distance closed, Gu Wei was able to see her face clearly:
This is a girl with very delicate features, who looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly upturned, with rare amber irises. Her nose was high and straight, but the tip had a playful little curve. Her ears were adorned with tiny star-shaped studs that made a crisp clinking sound as she ran.

Other than that.

The girl's skin also exhibited a unique blue-green gradient, transitioning from indigo on her neck to emerald green on her fingertips, combined with a purple diamond-shaped mark between her eyebrows.
Anyway, no matter how Gu Wei looked at her, he couldn't believe this girl was from Mold—it was like a British Royal Cavalryman wearing a tall hat and a scarlet coat suddenly appearing during the Three Kingdoms period when Yuan Shao and Cao Cao were gathering their troops in Chenliu to fight bandits.
The girl ran up to Speaker Gray, gave a quick bow, and asked rapidly, "Speaker Gray, has Uncle returned?"

Gu Wei glanced at the girl with a somewhat subtle look—it seemed that this girl, besides her art style, didn't have very good eyesight either. Wasn't Chairman Gray just Old Joe's spirit... oops, I mean, projection?

That eyeight is comparable to that of a StarCraft player.
Fortunately, Joe Cowen's eyesight was much more normal than his niece's. Upon hearing this, he immediately coughed lightly and asked, "Ophelia, why did you go back to Mold?"

"uncle?!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice...

The girl named Ophelia immediately looked at Jokovin with delight, but was stunned when she saw his appearance: "Your appearance... how did it become like this?"

“Oh, you mean this?” Upon hearing this, Jokowen glanced at his fiery red skin and unusual eyelids, and chuckled softly. “You always have to be careful when you’re venturing into the Star Sea. I can handle it if I make any enemies, but it would be a sin if it involved Mold.”

"So a few years ago, I had someone customize a skin. The template is a Kunku alien who offended me back then. This race is very recognizable in the starry sky and often causes trouble, making them a perfect scapegoat. Of course, there's also a rumor that at least 70% of the Kunku aliens causing trouble in the universe are actually imposters. I don't know if that's true or not."

Ophelia: "."

Gu Wei: "."

Gu Wei had been wondering why the Mold people were all little blue like Avatars, while Jokowen was dressed in a super festive bright red.

He had even considered the possibility of skin discoloration or a situation similar to the yellow, white, and black races on Earth, but he never expected that Joe Cowen's skin was truly skin.
Suddenly.

Gu Wei then recalled the female driver, Xilen, whom he had encountered when clearing out the alien life forms. Her head was surrounded by holy light and she had wings on her back. Her skin also seemed to be custom-made.

You really are a veteran driver!
"."

Ophelia then blinked and stared at Jokowen's projection for a moment: "Is your light screen also a completely new image?"

“No, that’s not it,” Joe Cowen shook his head. “I’ve run into some trouble outside, and this is the only image I can maintain now and in the future. It’s not a physical entity, just data.”

"What did you say?" Ophelia instantly covered her mouth, her delicate face filled with surprise: "You'll only be able to do this from now on?"

“Well, I’ll tell you the details when we have time,” Joe Cowen nodded, briefly changing the subject: “And what’s wrong with you? Why did you suddenly go back to Molde?”

Perhaps feeling a little awkward seeing Milo and the others standing there, Speaker Gray moved a few steps closer to them and introduced in a low voice: "Besides his parents, the Governor also has a younger sister named Adele. After the Governor was admitted to the Higher Academy, she married into the Bosca civilization and the royal family. Ophelia is Adele's only daughter."

"The Persian civilization?" Milo blinked, his gaze towards Ophelia hinting at something. "Which princess was she?"

"You know about the Boska civilization?" Speaker Gray was slightly taken aback, but quickly recovered: "Indeed. The civilization within the Maze Zone is no secret to you—Ophelia is the sixth princess, and she is fifteen years old this year."

Milo nodded slightly.

As a seasoned veteran who has been venturing into the Starry Sea for a long time, and given the inherent dangers of the Aurora Maze.

Therefore, long before he arrived at the Labyrinth Zone, he had already obtained information about all the known civilizations within it:

The Maze contains eleven Tier 3 civilizations, including Mold, several Tier 1 and 2 civilizations, and one early Tier 4 civilization.

And the Boska that Speaker Gray mentioned.
That was the only fourth-order civilization.

The civilization has an uninterrupted history of over 30,000 years, making it the oldest existing civilization within the labyrinth zone.

Of course. Due to the celestial characteristics of the Aurora Maze, the gap between third- and fourth-order civilizations within the Maze is not as large as it is outside; at least, there is no such thing as a "dimensional reduction attack."

And it differs from the federal system of Molde.

The Persian civilization employed a monarchical court system, with the monarch as the embodiment of the entire civilization's will, and the monarch being the sole ruler.

The year after Jokovin entered the Higher Academy, the new monarch of the Persian civilization ascended the throne.

In this situation.

A royal match who is of equal standing to Jokowi and worthy of being called a marriage partner naturally comes to mind.

on the other hand.

Although Milo was unfamiliar with the customs of Mold or the Aurora Maze, theoretically speaking, it should be quite unusual for someone like Ophelia to run away to her mother's home alone.

Exaggerate the description a bit.

This could even be classified as a diplomatic incident—if Boska wants to escalate it further.

Therefore, barring any unforeseen circumstances, something unexpected is likely to happen.

And the other side.

Upon hearing Jokowen's question, Ophelia hesitated for a moment, glancing around before her gaze lingering a few extra times on Kai, who was wearing a black cloak.

Gu Wei glanced at the tall man in the black cloak: "."

Kai's appearance reminded him of an author named Pig Heart Shrimp from before his transmigration. Back then, when their group of writers met up, every time they went out to take the subway and entered the ticket gate, the patrol officer in his hat would invariably look for Shrimp to check his ID.
This might be the legendary pure prison wind.

Fortunately, Joe Cowen once again saw through his niece's thoughts and immediately said, "Ophelia, these are the distinguished guests who saved my life. You don't need to hold back in front of them. Speak freely."

Ophelia relaxed a little, but still kept her voice restrained: "Uncle, I came back secretly. Father has been acting strangely lately."

“You mean Boko?” Jokowen frowned. “What happened to him? And what about your mother?”

“Mother is well,” Ophelia answered the second question first, then paused and organized her thoughts before continuing, “About two years ago, Father suddenly ordered a group of scholars from the planet to study a certain topic, and even established a secret research room in the underground palace.”

“At first, everyone thought it was just an ordinary scientific research project, but gradually, the emperor’s personality began to change. A year ago, he had become somewhat capricious—he was smiling while distributing sweet crystal cakes to the people in the morning, and in the afternoon he brutally stabbed the chief attendant to death.”

"The next day at court, he reverted to being the wise monarch he always was, and even personally held a state funeral for his chief attendant."

Speaking of it.

Ophelia took a deep breath, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes: "Then, about half a month ago, Father suddenly began to recall his children who were away. My eldest brother and second sister returned faster than me because they were serving as supervisors on nearby planets. But I heard that their personalities started to become strange not long after they returned."

"So when the order reached the school, my mother sent her android servant to find me and urgently changed the spaceship's route, telling me to go back to Mold to hide for a while—the reason being that you, Uncle, wanted to see me."

Qiao Kewen remained silent.

When he heard about the Persian civilization's misfortune, his first thought was whether it had any connection with the Erasers.

This was also one of his underlying purposes in having Ophelia discuss this matter in front of Milo.

This way, even if something happens, Milo and his team can take timely countermeasures.

But now, after hearing Ophelia's description, he knew that he was probably wrong—the timing was completely off.

The Burning Crusade encountered the Erasers a few months ago, and it has been about two months since the Erasers officially completed their devouring. However, the time when Boko, the monarch of the Bosca civilization, encountered problems can be traced back to two years ago.

Furthermore, the Eraser was actually in a very bad state at the time. After consuming all the crew members, it didn't even have the ability to complete the data world. Therefore, its idea of ​​influencing Boko across countless light-years is logically untenable.

Therefore, this situation is clearly not related to the erasers; it is most likely a change caused by other factors.

But this matter was, after all, related to his sister and niece, and the Persian civilization had taken good care of Mold over the years.
Think of this.

After a moment's thought, Jokowen asked Ophelia, "Ophelia, besides the information you've relayed, do you have any other direct or helpful information to aid your judgment? — For example, pictures or videos, etc."

“There are no videos or pictures. It seems that Father and the others haven’t shown up much lately,” Ophelia shook her head decisively, but quickly took out a square-folded cloth bag from her body: “Mother did ask an android to give me this, and told me not to open it in private, but to give it to you or Speaker Gray when I have time.”

"Unfortunately, Speaker Gray has been dealing with federal affairs recently because of your disappearance, Uncle. Miss Sheena has been with me most of the time, so I haven't had the chance to give it to you, Speaker."

Jokowi and Speaker Gray exchanged a glance: "Open it and take a look."

Ophelia hummed in agreement and gently unfolded the cloth bag.

The cloth bag was folded into four corners, with only a small seal at the very top, so Ophelia didn't have much trouble unfolding the bag.

Just as she was about to unfold the last corner of the cloth bag.
Suddenly, Jin's cold voice rang out from the side:
"stop!"

(End of this chapter)