Starry Sky: My Life Star God, starting reward Ruan Mei

People don't know what happened, but it seems that [Destruction] has completed the jump and left this place.

But His arms were also left behind.

The ball of light in the mysterious figure's hand had transformed into a tray, upon which [Destruction]'s bronze arms rested.

The surrounding antimatter forces have all disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious figure suddenly appeared in front of a planet.

People faced a huge and unknown figure, and feelings of gratitude and fear arose simultaneously.

They were grateful that this mysterious being had saved them from destruction.

Fear stemmed from their uncertainty about the mysterious being's attitude towards civilization and life, and whether their arrival was a divine punishment.

Suddenly, the person in charge of the observation at the observatory shouted, "Look! What's in His other hand?!"

The shout drew everyone's attention to the mysterious being's hand on the observation screen.

He held the arms of the [Destruction] Star God in one hand, and hundreds of humans in the other.

Those were their companions on the starship who suddenly lost contact after [destruction] struck.

A giant hand pierced through the clouds and stretched out onto the open plains.

The people in His hands stepped down from His palms and waved goodbye to Him.

The other party is not here to bring divine punishment, but to send the lost beings in the universe back home.

The people in the observation station were talking excitedly, their excitement and gratitude overflowing.

A reporter from Interstellar Peace Corporation stared blankly at the large screen: "My God, what have I just witnessed?"

Chapter 21 Preparing to Go Home and Deal with the Chocolate

When the Star Peace Corporation reporter reported everything he had seen to headquarters, the outline of the press release had already been sketched out in his mind.

There was once a play called "The Fool's Play," which goes: "The calamity of the ancestor sharpens his weapons to seek old grudges, and the fool swings his sword to slay the golden body."

The story goes that Nanuk was assembling his legion to return to his homeland when he was blocked by the Nameless Fools guarding the stargate. After a fierce battle lasting seven days and seven nights, he was wounded by a rapier and fled. His legion was scattered, and the golden blood flowing from his wounds drifted to all corners of the universe, even becoming the ingredient for a drink in a tavern.

That was the first time people learned about the battle between the [Destruction] Star God Nanuk and other Star Gods, and the outcome.

After all, the one who could leave a scar on a newly born Star God could not be an ordinary fool; it must be the [Joyful] Star God himself.

However, the information from the Masked Fool is not necessarily reliable.

If you were to ask everyone to rank the most dishonest faction in the world, the Masked Fool would be second to none.

Unless they impersonate or incite other factions to vie for first place, which is indeed something they could do.

Unlike the battle whose authenticity is questionable as recorded in "The Fool's Play," what just happened was an actual battle between star gods that was observed and recorded.

This earth-shattering news is absolutely enough to cause a huge uproar around the world.

On the observatory screen, the deity whose face was obscured but whose immense warmth could be felt had departed.

Those present did not know where He was going, but bid Him farewell with the utmost respect.

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Black Tower Space Station, main control module.

The attack by the antimatter legion has ended, but the many staff members who took emergency evacuation in the main control module are still in shock.

The elevator connecting to the core passageway suddenly opened, and a familiar figure stepped out.

Her black, tousled hair was slightly messy, but her deep, star-like eyes remained bright and piercing.

"Is everyone okay?"

He asked the question knowingly and greeted the staff around him, allaying the concerns that occasionally arose from the life coordinates inside the space station.

"Bai Yan? You've finally shown up!" A clerk exclaimed excitedly. "Everyone thought you'd perished."

Another clerk noticed something and reminded Bai Yan, "What's that on your face?"

The other staff members also looked in the direction that staff member was pointing.

They could clearly see a streak of golden liquid lying on Bai Yan's cheek, as if it had just been splashed there.

Bai Yan took out a tissue, wiped the blood off his face, threw the tissue into the trash can, and laughed at everyone, "The filling of the chocolate has burst."

Bai Yan wasn't sure if the star whose fate he had touched had a habit of rummaging through trash cans. If she did, perhaps she could obtain the blood of the [Destruction] Star God.

He chatted and laughed with the staff he met on the way, dispelling their worries, and slowly walked up to Estella in front of the control panel: "I think I'm late."

The young acting stationmaster of the Black Tower space station said apologetically, "No, you're not late. I'm very sorry, I was far too unprepared for emergencies and neglected security and personnel development. We had to call for outside help when disaster struck. I hope that request for assistance didn't disturb your work."

"No one can be perfect. Besides, we are friends, and there is nothing wrong with asking a friend for help when you can't solve a problem yourself."

Bai Yan left after exchanging a few words with Está.

From an outsider's perspective, he bears no responsibility for the attack and is not even obligated to ensure the safety of his staff.

But he was never a cold-blooded bystander, and from a friend's perspective, he knew disaster was coming but didn't inform her, instead choosing to use this opportunity to lure Nanook, which was clearly not very considerate of a friend.

So I casually transferred some credits to Estelle as payment for using the space station as bait to fish for [destruction], to be used for repairing equipment damage.

He had Silvermoon disguise this money as pocket money given to Estella by her elders.

Based on his understanding of the space station's financial operations, this money should be used for its repairs. After all, Aista is a prime example of using private funds for public purposes.

Considering his age, he could indeed be considered Estádio's elder, or even more than an elder of the Black Tower.

Having appeased his conscience with money, he prepared to go home and deal with the chocolate.

Chapter 22: Success! Two of them!

Before going home to deal with the chocolate, Bai Yan stepped out of the main control module and felt the life coordinates of the train crew inside the space station.

Now, Hoshino needs to wake up and get information from Himeko and the others to decide whether to follow the Star Train on its exploration journey or stay at the space station for the Black Tower to conduct research.

The result was obvious, and he would not allow the Black Tower to conduct experimental groping of his "daughter's" body.

Furthermore, the Black Tower's attention will be completely drawn to the battle between [Life] and [Destruction]. Star Core Essence? A little later.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, they will stay at the space station for a period of time on March 7th to participate in the repair work of the Black Tower Space Station on commission.

After all, the nameless guests were a group of kind-hearted people.

This was something he had already confirmed when he had previous contact with Akivili.

He has plenty of time to take care of these nameless people who also contributed to this operation.

Whether it was a transactional contract between Archivist and others, where Archivist asked him to observe the composition of life, or an agreement made as a friend, he did not want to break it.

In addition, he needs to curb his excessive worries about March 7th.

He took out his phone again, this time opening a messaging app to let March 7th and the others know he was safe, and then returned to his office.

Ruan Mei sat at her desk waiting for him to return. She took a bite of a plum blossom cake, savored it, and swallowed it.

She turned to look at Bai Yan, and said softly, "Did you succeed? Isn't it time to prove your identity to this blind assistant?"

Bai Yan wasn't taken aback by her words. Instead, he smiled and said with a double meaning, "You got them, two of them."

"Om-"

Before he could continue speaking, Nguyen Mai's phone, which was on the desk, vibrated.

Dark green gloves covered her slender fingers as she tapped the answer button.

The image of a mature woman from the Black Tower popped out of the phone's projection device and floated in the air.

The voice of member number eighty-three of the Genius Club came through the phone's audio device:

"Hey, Ruan Mei. I have some good news for you. The plan to add the [Life] Star God to the simulated universe can be brought forward, although not by much."

Ruan Mei's delicate face remained calm: "What happened?"

"[Life] and [Destruction] just had a fight. Come down to my office later and I'll show you something good that you'll definitely be interested in."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Mei shifted her gaze from the projection on her phone to the young man who was stuffing plum blossom cakes into his mouth.

His deep black eyes met hers, and a slight, awkward yet polite smile appeared on his lips, which were still covered in pastry crumbs: "The news spread pretty fast."

Hei Ta also heard his voice: "Bai Yan, you're here too, right? You've already received the news?"

"of course."

Bai Yan pulled out a tissue from the table and wiped the pastry crumbs from the corner of his mouth. He said in a serious tone, "This is firsthand information I got from the great, handsome, wise, and incomparably brave [Life] Star God."

He could almost see the Black Tower rolling its eyes at him through the phone: "Stop pretending to be loyal. A true believer would call Him Father God, not [Life] Star God."

"Alright." Bai Yan compromised; he didn't want to be called Father God.

"Since you also know about this matter, come to my office with Nguyen Mai later, and we can discuss the price."

Do you have any photos of you wetting the bed when you were a child?

“No.” Black Tower didn’t give him another chance to joke. “The company will send me the observation video in ten minutes. Don’t be late.”

After setting the time himself, Black Tower hung up the phone.

Bai Yan picked up his cup of tea, which he had poured out before setting off and was still warm, took a sip, and feigned regret: "It seems our Nanuk Arms Observation Contest will have to be postponed. But we can go and admire my unparalleled fighting prowess with Black Tower first."

His appearance was exactly his star god form.

The civilizations he created knew of his image, and those children must have raved about him to the reporters from the Interstellar Peace Corporation when they saw his statue.

To maintain the buzz, reporters from Interstellar Peace Corporation are releasing information piece by piece, with the image of the Star God being the grand finale, which hasn't been released yet.

Black Tower, which collaborates with the company, is unlikely to obtain only scattered intelligence.

Similarly, Nguyen Mai had also gathered information on the [Life] Star God and would not overlook this point.

Bai Yan glanced at Ruan Mei, who seemed lost in thought, as if considering his identity.

For ten minutes, Bai Yan didn't disturb her, and pondered his next plan.