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"Exploring this unknown world will bring unexpected benefits to the company. Perhaps it will also lead to further progress for all of you."
His words were full of seduction.
The people in the market development department who were able to attend this meeting were not fools. They had already reached high enough positions in the company, but they wanted to go even further.
Why not?
On the other side, the Strategic Investment Department.
The supervisor rarely had time off, and of the ten people from Shixin, only two were absent.
"The market development department is eyeing Onfaros's interests; should we follow suit?"
The ten members of Shixin each placed their own "foundation stones" on the scales.
"This is an unimaginably huge gamble. As a seasoned gambler, don't you have anything to say, Sand Gold?" His gaze fell on Sand Gold, who remained motionless.
“I’m not going to get involved in this. As you know, I have another important project: Pinocone.”
Gold dust chose to abstain from voting.
"And you, Toppa?"
His gaze then turned to the last person who had not made a choice, Topa.
"Me..."
Toppa gently cupped his cheek with one hand and remained silent for a moment.
Ultimately, witnessed by everyone else, she placed her foundation on the scales of "opposition".
"In my personal opinion, the dangers of rashly intervening in Onfaros far outweigh the potential benefits."
"Therefore, I am against calling."
He nodded slightly, indicating that the meeting had concluded.
"Then let's disband it. The Strategic Investment Department will not get involved in any projects related to Onfaros."
The meme-maker travels through various memories.
They are urgently processing all memories related to Onphalus.
As the only large organization in the galaxy with information about Onpharos, they now have some disputes about it.
However, these controversies are more focused on who should obtain Onphalus's memories.
After all, as those who remember, everyone wants to access the invaluable memories of Bai'e and even the entire Onpharos.
That's someone who was watched by the God of Destruction and who caused harm to the God of Destruction.
His memories are precious; even if they can't compare to the memories of a star god, they are at least at the level of an envoy.
The Memoirers had originally set their sights on that place because of the unique world of Onfaros, where three destinies intertwined, and now Bai E has joined them.
Therefore, during this period, the Memorians, who had already deliberately concealed the secret of Onphalus, worked even harder to erase the traces they had left in the galaxy.
It wouldn't be bad if they sold the information to others after they obtained that precious memory.
Among the busy figures of those who remember within the Memory Court, Black Swan was naturally present, even though she was currently on her way to Pinocchio.
She was determined to obtain Onfaros's memories as well.
"Therefore, I will take action."
Just like her name suggests, she held her head high, like a proud black swan.
After the movie ended, Bai Er walked out of Ohma alone.
Finally, he arrived in Janusapolis.
"Here again..."
He looked up at the enormous scales and couldn't help but sigh.
"Come out, it's time for us to meet."
His tone was incredibly calm, as if he were certain that someone was waiting for him in this desolate place.
"...As promised..."
A swordsman in black, wielding a longsword, appeared behind Bai E.
“The Fire Thief… no, perhaps I should say another version of myself.” Bai Er paused. “I’ll give you time to explain your reasons, but in the end I will still draw my sword against you.”
During the video playback, Fire-Stealing Walker's remarks and responses to Lycus aroused his suspicion.
In the end, he chose to accept his own guess.
The murderer who came with the black tide and brought destruction to the village was himself.
He didn't understand why that "self" had become like this, but no matter what, he would draw his sword and fight him.
"It's no use... the time is not yet... variables... let's discuss it."
The Fire Thief uttered a nonsensical sentence, haltingly.
Finally, he uttered that incomprehensible number again.
"33550336."
"The final... charge... is... subject to change."
"We...wait..."
Chapter 8 The Pioneers
Time's up.
[Next up: Salvation PV—]
"No, you opened it, didn't you?"
The star who had been staring at the movie viewing system on his phone for the past ten minutes broke through his defenses.
"A small opening doesn't count as an opening." Silver Wolf's indifferent voice rang in my ears.
Xing knew that she had gotten into the car again using the holographic projection.
"It's just a small plugin I installed on my phone, it's very simple."
After saying that, she glanced at the sulking little gray-haired boy and said with a smile:
"If you beg me, I can give it to you."
Qingque, who was slacking off in Changletian and playing against Emperor Huan Qiongyu, almost forgot that the Grand Diviner was also watching the live stream.
"Never mind!"
In the end, March 7th couldn't escape the clutches of evil and, at Hoshi's urging, took a sip of the new Himeko-made "coffee".
"This girl is about to turn evil!"
After finishing his coffee, March 7th, emanating a black aura that seemed almost tangible, glared menacingly at Xing, whose eyes were darting away.
They actually replaced her coffee with a regular one while she was drinking it!
"What else are you trying to argue about? Before I feed you this cup of coffee..."
Darkened March 7th, holding Himeko's coffee, slowly approaches the star.
"Wait! Wait, wait, wait..."
Xing hurriedly shook her head in protest, but would that do any good?
"Gululu..."
What kind of feeling is this? It's so strange, Xing feels like she's seen the underworld.
So she lay down on her back.
The stars, once bright, can no longer rise.
"March, Star, stop fooling around. The live stream is about to start."
Dan Heng, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't bear to speak up and offer a reminder.
'Teacher Danheng, why are you just watching?'
[Salvation PV -]
【Start playing】
Amidst the sea of stars, a Möbius strip, as bright as a star, is radiating dazzling light.
Onpharos, the Eternal Land.
Black Tower glanced at Little Memory, who was imprisoned to the side by Screw Gum.
She was nodding frantically at that moment.
I wonder which 100th Memory Memory Enthusiast has recklessly tried to steal the memories of the screw.
It's important to know that there are many Memory Beings in the galaxy who try to steal Screw's memories day and night. After all, he is a newly born inorganic life form monarch.
Perhaps it was out of the heart that this person, in order to save her life, voluntarily revealed Onpharos's information in order to beg Screw to let her go.
Given Luo Si's personality, the scenario that the person who remembered him imagined was impossible.
From her, Black Tower and Screw Goom learned of Onpharos's existence and some of its secrets.
"The Imperial Scepter".
The strife of demigods – Wan Di.
His arm extended from Xuanfeng City, hooking onto the massive chain.
The demigod of death—Xia Die.
She turned to look, and the dead dragon flew by.
The purple full moon gradually turned blood red.
The demigod of the sky—Kazejin.
The rainbow, like a treadmill, encircles its body, making it look up at the sky.
A colossal figure appeared amidst the sea of stars.
The blood-red eyes were unsettling.
She grasped the infinite loop that symbolized Onphalus...
After finishing everything, she turned around and smiled.
But that smile revealed a madness never before seen.
Danheng and Xing, who had finished joking, both looked at March 7 with concern. That crazy look shouldn't have appeared on March 7's face.
What exactly did they experience in the future?
"Let's keep watching. Knowing part of the future might help me better guard against unknown dangers."
While everyone remained silent, the reliable elder Walter spoke up to offer a reminder.
【The romantic demigod – Kinori Aglaia】
The golden thread that binds Ohma and countless tailors, anchored by itself, will eventually bind itself.
The demigod of the gateway—Tiliscipios.
The original demigods split themselves into millions; in this final cycle, will they be able to reunite?
Anaxagoras, the rational demigod.
He holds aloft flames in his hands, which the Son of Man has sown for the coming age.
The cunning demigod, Sephalia.
As the gold coins fall, will the cat and the thief who deceived the world finally find peace?
The man who carries the weight of the world, forever barred from the dawn—Cai'slana.
A dance with oneself, a final charge leading to one's own annihilation.
At the edge of the world, at the heart of the cosmic vortex.