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Chapter 302 The Emperor's Bow Only Used Light Arrows to Declare His Wheelchair

It must be said that Potio's method was indeed very effective. Upon seeing this, Dennis immediately offered to arrange two VIP rooms with drinks for him.

As the saying goes, the squeaky wheel gets the grease, and the seasoned veteran Mr. Potio certainly showed the audience his wisdom in the ways of the world.

See, it's done.

Upon hearing this, Dan Heng, who was standing to the side, also turned around.

[...Don't call yourself an anonymous visitor next time.]

Arriving at the bar smoothly, Portio, as always, seemed to know his way around and immediately asked the bartender if they had any Asdena white oak liquor that he kept as a keepsake.

However, the bartender said that the wine was too expensive, and he would definitely remember it if he had it stored away, but he doesn't have it at the moment.

[That's strange... Could it be that the person who remembers can't afford it?]

Potio's peculiar thought process brought a knowing smile to the audience's faces.

"Black Swan: We're still scraping together the money for drinks!"

"How strange, even such a mysterious person like the Memory Maker can be short of money?"

"Those who can freely travel through the world of memories and don't need material things are indeed unlikely to have much money, haha."

So the two decided to have a small drink first and wait for news of the black swan.

After downing a glass of fine wine, Potio let out a joyful shout.

Wow! This rich, gunpowder-roasted meat dipped in hydrogen peroxide is... absolutely amazing! It truly deserves to be called the best sherry-barrel-aged malt juice in the entire galaxy.

This wonderful metaphor from Potio left Danheng deep in thought.

While waiting, the two began to review the current situation.

They can't get in touch with anyone now, but Pinocchio appears to be in harmony on the surface, which is obviously a cover-up by higher-ups.

More than his family, Potio was concerned about Yomi, who was posing as a sea ranger.

In the galaxy, if there's one faction that's truly untouchable, it's the Vengeful Hunt. No sane person would dare impersonate a Hunt; that would be tantamount to suicide.

[Isn't there a saying among the Immortal Boat people: "The Emperor's Bow merely uses a beam of light to signal his arrival in his wheelchair"?]

This sentence immediately left a large number of viewers of the game "Xianzhou" speechless, and the barrage of comments immediately surged.

"What the heck is Xuanqi's wheelchair?!"

"I didn't, I didn't, the Immortal Ship didn't say that!"

"It is Xuanqi's theory of sound!"

"Lan: I'll be right at your doorstep! What, a patrol ranger? I'll take on a patrol ranger too!"

"Hahaha, I can't take it anymore, I'm laughing so hard I'm spraying engine oil all over the floor!"

"But you, my friend, you are the true joy!"

"What?! The Imperial Bow summoned seven wheelchairs at the speed of light?!"

"You know what, when I first saw Lan's character art, I really thought she was in a wheelchair."

"That's enough! Now that you've said that, I can't go back!"

"Arashi, in her wheelchair, chases after the pharmacist to get revenge, hahahahaha!"

"Stop! Aren't you afraid of being punished by Lord Imperial Bow?!"

"Knock on 1 and laugh with Lan."

"I asked him, and he had no objection."

Whether it was the absurdity of the statement itself or the infiltration of humorists, a series of related memes quickly went viral online.

Returning to the plot, Danheng immediately corrected Potio's statement, and the topic returned to Huang Quan.

The other party deliberately used the identity of a sea patrol knight, so they must have had other purposes.

The two chatted like this, from family plans to their sympathetic friend Hippe, and then to the fallen Aquivilli.

From another perspective, after the fall of Akivili and the loss of an absolutely correct leader, the nameless man could begin to truly take responsibility for his choices.

The journey itself is not about finding the absolutely correct path, but about using one's limited knowledge and judgment to try one's best to choose the path that suits oneself among countless options.

After chatting for a while, the idea king, Potio, said that if a black swan event didn't occur, he had one last backup plan.

I'm not really good at going through the motions; if I could go back to my old profession, many things would become much simpler.

[Brother Danheng, you took a walk around the hotel earlier. Did you see any guests, or guests, who...were of particularly distinguished status?]

The implication was clear: some underworld tactics would be used, which drew a barrage of criticism from the audience.

"The Weak Should Not Be Bullied"

"Hey, being of noble status doesn't mean being weak, so it's okay to bully people!"

"Wow...what a flexible bottom line!"

"Now I understand why the reputation of the Sea Patrol Rangers is so complicated..."

"Danheng: Am I noble enough as the Wisdom Dragon Lord?"

Fortunately, at this critical moment, the Black Swan arrived in time, altered the bartender's memory, and notified the two of them.

Following the information provided by the black swan, the two returned to the train.

Surprisingly, in addition to the black swan, there was another unexpected presence.

"Greetings, you two. I am Huang Quan."

Upon suddenly seeing the Yellow Springs he had been searching for, Potio's expression changed drastically.

[What?! He's my precious—Liuguang Yiting, you betrayed me?!]

Because Huang Quan was being monitored by his family, he had no choice but to ask Black Swan to take him to a place out of the family's sight and find a few people he trusted. That's how he ended up on the train.

At this moment, Potio once again drew his allied pistol and aimed it at Huang Quan.

Huang Quan didn't seem to care, saying he would tell her everything later, and for now...

[Please have the Star Train immediately jump away from the Asdna system.]

This statement left everyone bewildered and the audience quite astonished.

"What the heck? Does this mean the entire galaxy is in danger?"

"Now that beings at the Envoy level have appeared, it might indeed be true!"

Xing: I didn't get on the bus!

Meanwhile, on the train, Xing also recalled the scene from back then. The dream eventually spread and even began to affect the real world, almost wiping out the entire train crew.

Huang Quan then explained to Dan Heng that the train crew was temporarily safe, and then looked at Botio and confessed.

Mr. Portio, as you may have guessed... I've been waiting for you.

Because the whereabouts of the patrolling knights are unpredictable, Huang Quan can only lure them out by impersonating them.

The reason for seeking out the sea patrol knights is to fulfill a long-standing promise.

[...his belongings were returned to their rightful owners.]

The screen went black, and Huang Quan's voice appeared, explaining another meaning of rain, accompanied by the sound of pattering rain.

So, how long has this rain lasted?

In the scene, Huang Quan is seen holding a red umbrella, with an old man wearing a straw hat and a long robe standing beside him. The two of them look up at the black sun.

Then the old man began to tell Huang Quan about a new concept: Blood Sin Spirit.

This kind of thing is the obsession of those who follow the path of fate. They are born from the shadow of IX, see themselves as the subject of the matter, and unknowingly repeat the behavior of the deceased in their previous life.

But this group of empty phantoms... was once my most important companion, a group of seafaring knights.

Chapter 303 I don't care what you do.

On the distant sea, many phantom hands, transformed into sharp claws, emerged from the water, as if trying to grasp something and unwilling to disperse.

That is why the old man stayed here.

I am performing a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife.

It was a brutal war, a universally swayed campaign. The universe witnessed the fall of the Annihilation Lord, Zhu Luo, but the price... aside from those who experienced it firsthand, no one will remember the cost.

These words caused the audience to gasp in surprise.

"What?! The fall of the Great Lord of Annihilation?"

"Zhu Luo... So the story of the sea patrol knights jointly attacking the Great Lord of Annihilation is true? I thought it was just some prankster or a fictional historian doing it again!"

"Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable! The Envoy was actually overwhelmed by sheer numbers by the Path of Fate travelers?"

"This is probably the only confirmed fallen Great Lord of Annihilation."

"They're really bold! They even dared to hit an envoy!"

"No bullying the weak, no indiscriminate killing of the innocent!"

"So cool! Fighting for justice in the world, until the very end!"

"I felt this place was a bit eerie just now, but now that I know it's a dead sea patrolling warrior, I'm not afraid at all!"

"Truly worthy of being called the Sea Patrol Knight!"

This explosive news caused the audience to gasp in amazement, and even Yan Qing on the fairy ship was taken aback.

After all, not long ago, Huanlong, who was also a Great Lord of Annihilation, had invaded the Immortal Ship. Even with the help of a general, they had only barely managed to win.

But now, an ordinary traveler has actually managed to defeat the Great Lord of Annihilation!

At this moment, Yanqing felt that her mind was not working properly and she could not imagine what the scene was like at all.

Meanwhile, General Jingyuan, who possessed a wealth of intelligence, was naturally well aware of the situation.

That battle was a perfect storm of favorable timing, location, and support. Not only did Zhu Luo's antimatter legion just happen to be away on an expedition, but the battle also took advantage of the surrounding insect hives to wear down Zhu Luo.

Furthermore, it now appears that the shadow of IX still lingered at the time, causing the deceased Sea Ranger's obsession to transform into the Blood Sin Spirit and continue fighting.

Most importantly, it gathered a large number of sea patrolling knights.

Based solely on their shared beliefs and common bottom lines, the Sea Patrol Knights were able to spontaneously organize themselves and launch a campaign against a Great Lord of Annihilation!

This rare act of righteousness earned Jingyuan's sincere admiration.

Returning to the story, the old man continues his narration.

The hunters' will to die will not subside until their last breath, so someone must guide these souls. They were heroes in life, and should not be reduced to empty puppets in death.

As for me... I also lost too much on that battlefield, and can no longer embark on the journey. Ironically, I have become the most suitable person to complete this task.

Although Huang Quan believed that these blood-stained spirits were no longer themselves, and that doing these things was completely meaningless.

But some things don't need to be discussed in terms of meaning, such as offering a white flower to the deceased.

Huang Quan then raised a question.

If this is exactly what the deceased desired, should we still demand changes?

Just like the understanding of Sunday, if being in a dream is what people want, then why change it?

When faced with this question, the old man said he didn't know the answer either.

But I know that one day, I too will pass away. From the bottom of my heart, I hope that at that time...

Someone will lay a bouquet of flowers at my grave.

The story then shifts to the robin's perspective, 9 systems away from the opening of the Harmonious Music Ceremony.

The sound of Sunday appeared in the dark scene.

I am like a child; I speak like a child, I think like a child, I reason like a child.

Having become human, they abandoned the ways of childhood.