My portable grandfather refreshes every week

When you're out and about, your identity and background are determined by yourself.

He is now very grateful that he changed his online name in time and escaped a disaster.

He never expected that there would still be many people in the world who wanted to beat him to his knees and then drag him into a secret room to severely discipline him.

Xue's Law is unaware of these ideas from the perspective of the world's will.

After all, training a guardian yourself is time-consuming and laborious, and you're often not even satisfied with the result. On the other hand, going to the interstellar squadron for many things is too expensive, and then you happen to run into a suitable partner...

It's like a game where you raise Pokémon, but your Pokémon's aptitude and abilities are too poor, and even if it has average aptitude, its temperament might not be good enough. You don't know if the resources you invest will be effective.

Then suddenly I saw a pet with SSR stats all over and a bunch of top-tier skills. Even though this pet belongs to someone else, I can still catch it!
Arrest them! Arrest them even if they belong to someone else! It's just NTR, it's so convenient to pick up the ready-made ones!

If you don't have a baby at home, or your baby isn't very good, you have to spend money to hire mercenaries (interstellar squads). But hiring interstellar squads costs money. If you do the math, the money you spend on a few trips could raise a mythical baby.

So both ends are blocked. The main problem is that I saw an SSR baby, and most of the common interstellar squad members are also SR babies. After getting used to these, when I look at the uniform useless cards, N cards, and even R cards in my own yard, I suddenly feel bored.

Commonly known as having high aspirations but low abilities.

Moreover, some worlds are self-aware enough to know that the highest level they can raise their offspring is near-Tier 5. Once they reach that level, they can no longer improve their offspring, and they may even have difficulty dealing with many real dangers. In fact, these offspring may be ruined and turn into someone who wants to rebel.

Cases like the Lich King and Zeus are not isolated incidents.

With so much money spent, you can only train one near-Tier 5. Why not just catch a better one?

When greed arises, one suddenly feels the vastness of the world.

As for this guy showing off his kid, he probably feels proud because his kid has achieved a respectable position in the interstellar squadron and at least obtained an SR-level card. He wants to show off.

Other worlds: Once I catch that SSR kid, I'm going to brag about him in the group chat every day!
For some reason, Xue Daolu felt that his mother was already humming softly in the group chat.

Blue Star: @Great Sage (Second Generation), come on, kid, introduce your current achievements to them so that everyone can get to know you.

The Great Sage (Second Generation): I vaguely remember those days when tears still flowed, Zeus had rebelled...

……

Xue Dinglu went anonymous, his profile picture turned gray, and he felt that his alternate account would probably be lost in a while.

Blue Star: Sigh, my kids are so disobedient. Now I can only partner with the Starfleet and be on friendly terms with the Mimic King. It's driving me crazy.

Other worlds: ...

However, after this little incident, they returned to discussing how to designate the [group taskbar] function.

At that moment, a strange nickname spoke up.

Evil Eye: Could you add a material exchange function to the group? I'm... really short of everything... whether it's psionic energy concentration, energy, or water resources. Is there any way to exchange them?

These words immediately silenced Captain Singal. He recognized the Evil Eye, the new consciousness born from the fragment of the King, which had now become the world consciousness of Titan. However, it seemed that the situation on Titan was not optimistic.

Actually, this is normal. After all, Titan is just an artificial planet created by Xue's Law through Genesis, which absorbed and condensed the surrounding asteroids and various small meteorites together, and then had a core installed by the interstellar fleet.

Compared to normal planets, Titan, inhabited by fairytale creatures, is inherently flawed, like a premature baby, with even water resources being scarce.

So He is different; He is now thinking about how to make money (resources).

This is the problem that neither the Starship Corps nor Xue's Law could solve...

At most, the interstellar column can act as a transport team, helping him transport resources and then taking a cut.

Vice Captain Stanley: Indeed, I think the [Group Mall] function is also necessary. Resources are unevenly distributed among many planets, so what one side desperately needs may be so plentiful that it's sunk to the bottom of the earth for another side. Therefore, material exchange is very necessary, and I think the 5th Squad is capable of fulfilling this caravan duty of material exchange.

Other planets also thought it made sense. After all, if they were lacking a certain substance, other worlds might have an abundance of it, so they wouldn't have to worry. It could be described as a win-win situation.

Holy Magic Star: Do you support the acquisition of Zaizai? I'm looking to acquire a child who is humble, honest, compassionate, brave, just, sacrificial, honorable, indomitable, and has an unparalleled love for the world. I'm looking for a long-term child, and the price is fair.

Captain Singar: ...

Vice Captain Stanley: This makes us feel like we're involved in human trafficking... So even if we buy this thing, how do we send it over?
Holy Magic Star: Don't worry, I had already considered this before. I'll have a private chat with the other world, and then use a big truck to ram them into the other world.

Captain Singar: ...

……

Xue Law actually regretted bringing Earth Consciousness into the group; it suddenly felt like an elder had entered his own game group, creating an awkward situation.

So he has chosen to temporarily mute the group messages and will check them when he has some free time.

So what he didn't know was that the group had already started discussing how to elegantly transport people using large trucks...

Otherwise, after seeing it, he would immediately recognize the expert and ask, "What if the person who needs to be transported is a hero or higher, and the truck's tonnage is insufficient?"
It's impossible for them to just stop acting and have the big truck instantly transform into Optimus Prime, delivering a million-ton oil-powered, interdimensional teleportation punch to the other side, right?
However, Xue Lude looked at his system panel, which had basically changed from a tool that integrated small functions and displayed his status into a cross-world chat group launcher.

Perhaps soon he will be able to personally try modifying this panel and building a completely new one.

"I'm back!" Xue Dinglu pushed open the door.

The house was empty. It was already dinnertime, and there was no one there, which puzzled Xue Dinglu.

Aren't you eating at home today?
As soon as he entered, Xue Dinglu saw the note pasted on the back of the door.

"Dad, Grandma took us and Sister Fafnir to Rabi's guesthouse. If you come back, you can come find us there. Grandma said she'll take us out for a few days, so don't worry about us. —Xue Linglong"

Upon seeing this note, Xue Dinglu smiled slightly.

The family members have all gone to the guesthouse for a vacation, and it looks like they won't be back today. Xue Daoli lay on the sofa, thinking that he should go to the guesthouse tomorrow and have some fun while he's at home.

Today, he is probably busy with the next Mist Council meeting, and the death of the 12th Apostle may cause a huge uproar in the entire Mist Council.

With that in mind, Xue Dinglu prepared to have a casual meal and then begin to feign compliance with the apostles.

Before falling asleep, Xue Daolu started scrolling through group messages as if he were browsing a webpage.

To my surprise, when I checked the group chat, I found that the entire group was locked, with only one announcement remaining: "The Mimic King has received feedback on the Cross-World Chat Group and is currently upgrading the system. It will soon be upgraded to version 0.1. The update details are as follows:"
1. A new group task system has been added. Everyone can post corresponding tasks in the group, and others can accept the tasks. To post a task, half of the reward must be deposited into the Mimic King's account before the task can be successfully posted. The Mimic King will judge the task level, which is divided into D, C, B, A, S and Super S level tasks from low to high.

2. A new group shop system has been added. Anyone or anyone in any world can list their valuable items in the group shop. It can be set to auction mode or fixed price mode. Only valuable products are allowed, including resources, psionic energy, high-level magic or spells, magic experience, treasures, and a range of other products. At present, human trafficking is not supported. Don't always think about buying and selling people, even if you put on a "hero summoning from another world" skin! We can't open that door.

3. Other new features include customizable avatar uploads, customizable chat box colors, and selectable interface styles. That's all for now. I'm going to work on creating a smaller system panel. Please do not disturb me.

The update announcement had a very pseudo-royal style. Xue Law didn't expect that He would start upgrading the group system so soon.

Furthermore, the previously discussed group taskbar and group shop functions have been directly added. Of course, both Star Squadron and Mimic King will take a cut when using these functions.

Other worlds need such a platform. Meanwhile, the Starfleet and the Mimic King have spent so much to build this platform, and the Mimic King also needs to consume resources to construct a stable subspace. Not counting research and development investment, they have already invested a lot of resources, and they need to make back all of these investments.

Ultimately, Mimic King chose to pay an extra 5% of the profits when posting tasks, while the group mall would take a 3% tax.

Although it is very high, it is unique in the entire universe. At the same time, the transportation needs to be fully covered by the interstellar fleet, which actually includes the transportation cost of the interstellar fleet.

Meanwhile, the Mimicry King becomes a third-party management platform to prevent the coordinates of various planets from being leaked, with the interstellar corps handling all the intermediate transmission.

Overall, both sides seem to be quite satisfied. However, now that many worlds have enjoyed the convenience of the group, the sudden closure and upgrade of the group has left them scratching their heads in frustration.

Meanwhile, Su Su couldn't sleep any longer, so she came to the lecture hall of the magic academy and watched Xue Luding fiddling with his system panel. She said, "Brother, what was that glowing thing earlier? I thought the sun had fallen down."

“A glowing thing? Oh, you can think of it as a friend of mine,” Xue explained.

After all, this child is a bit dim-witted. If you directly tell her about the Mimicry King, she'll probably look at Xue Luding with a blank expression and ask, "What is the Mimicry King?"

"If you don't have anything to do, just stay here and watch. Come and let me know when the chat group is updated and people start talking," Xue Dinglu assigned Su Su a simple task.

"Oh, no problem. I can see this thing from my dorm. I'll just take a look when I get up." Su Su patted her chest confidently, indicating that she could complete the task.

Xue Law: "..."

If you're patting your chest like that, how can you say you have a 106cm bust?
Even if they make you a body with a 106cm bust and over ten pounds of weight on your chest, can you handle it?

Xue Dinglu didn't want to complain about this person for the time being. He left the consciousness space. It was getting dark. Little Dragon Girl and the others hadn't returned yet, so they were probably still playing at the inn.

I was about to send them a message, but after typing half of it, I decided not to spoil their fun, since they finally got to go on a trip.

I'll just scroll through the news one last time before going to sleep.

News Hot List:
1. A high-ranking official in Utah was shot. The suspect who was initially identified as the gunman has been released, and the gunman is someone else.

2. Boston University professor Mr. Brinton publicly stated that the shooting was progress for the US and a stepping stone to freedom.

3. Teacher Wang's concert has come to a successful conclusion.

……

Brinton? Is he the Brinton that Xue's law refers to?
Brinton, who retrieved the sacred tree from beneath Boston and nearly destroyed a world.
Xue immediately clicked on the news, and sure enough, it was Brinton, whom he knew, the one who should have been the real 13th Apostle.

However, he was killed by himself, and even his identity was completely replaced by Xue Dinglu.

Upon seeing this person, Xue calculated the time and concluded that he must have only recently discovered the traces of the Divine Tree. In other words, he should be conducting cave diving activities near the Blue Hole in Boston Harbor in the near future, thus discovering the Divine Tree.
"I should still check back later, just in case Brinton pulls something big again," Xue thought to himself, then put down his phone and drifted off to sleep.

In a location unknown to anyone in the subspace lies the seat of the Mist Council.

The atmosphere at this meeting was even more oppressive, and no one even spoke first.

"Number 12 is dead. We don't even know when he died. If it weren't for the confirmation at the meeting, we wouldn't know why he died, or that he died on his own home planet," said the leader of the Mist Council, sitting in the main seat.

His pupils swept over everyone below, from the First Apostle to Xue Lude, but in the end, he did not focus his gaze on Xue Lude, but instead looked at the Fourth Apostle.

Because he knew that the 12th Apostle was the 4th Apostle's subordinate, and the 4th Apostle knew the coordinates of the 12th Apostle's home planet. If the 12th Apostle died, she would be the biggest beneficiary.

“I just checked that star system, and there’s nothing there. The planet has disappeared from its original orbit, leaving only a trace of ethereal power in its original location.”

“It is very likely that the 12th Apostle and his entire planet were completely swallowed by the Void,” the Fourth Apostle said, revealing the information she had gathered.

For a moment, everyone in the council fell silent. No one spoke. Two of their companions had died, and although they were the two weakest, they couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow.

Most importantly, there are absolutely no clues about the death of the 12th Apostle. At least when the 9th Apostle died, they knew that the Star Squadron was responsible.

"Is it possible that this was done by those madmen from the masquerade ball?" someone asked.

Xue Dinglu looked over and saw a black shadow that resembled a ball. It was the Fifth Apostle, whose abilities, race, and even strength were unknown. Even during the meeting, he rarely spoke.

“If that’s true, then surely Number 12 would have had a chance to call for help?” the Fourth Apostle said directly. “Someone must have betrayed his information.”

"But among us, you're the only one who knows the coordinates of the 12th Apostle, aren't you?" The Sixth Apostle, the Insect God, directly mocked.

The scene became even quieter for a moment. The other apostles stared at the other party's illusory figure hidden in the mist, and began to be wary of their "comrades" around them. Perhaps they had already vaguely realized that there was a mole within the council.

Although it was just a feeling, they began to doubt everyone, even Xue Lude, who they thought could barely reach the level of an Apostle, became a target of their suspicion.

"Enough. Don't say things that are detrimental to unity anymore." The head of the Mist Council, seated at the head of the table, directly stopped this pointless argument.

Everyone else immediately stopped arguing. Xue Luding could also see that this Lord of the Mist had extremely high prestige among the apostles. Even after he spoke, the several duke-level apostles stood at attention very seriously.

This made Xue Lude realize that this Lord of the Mist might really be an existence on the same level as Hassan, or even a guy close to the Mimic King. How much did he gain from establishing such an organization?
Xue's law is unclear, but for now, this person may be his ultimate enemy.

"Everyone, please be careful in the future. We have recently been targeted by others, possibly the Starfleet or other organizations. However, we have not found any traitors within our ranks so far. After all, we are the ones who have reaped the benefits. It is impossible for other organizations to trust people like us. I also believe that you will not do anything foolish."

The Lord of the Mist stood up and coldly surveyed everyone present: "What you all need to do is protect yourselves and unite against external threats, instead of distrusting each other internally. If there is any irreconcilable grudge among you, you can challenge me to a life-or-death duel; otherwise, don't mention it again."

Everyone in the room fell silent. Even the Fourth and Sixth Apostles, who had spoken earlier, stopped talking.

"Finally, if things become unmanageable, prioritize your own safety. If the Starfleet dares to make another move, I will intervene." After saying this, the Lord of the Mist sat back on his throne and coldly surveyed the people below. "The rest of the time, as usual, may you have free time to exchange ideas."

The others bowed in greeting, and then their respective small groups gathered to exchange information. (End of Chapter)