A vast, endless gray-white mist filled the entire space. A magnificent villa floated in this seemingly endless misty space, like a fairyland, magnificent and beautiful. In the small garden in front of the villa, Kevin and Raven 12345 sat opposite each other at an exquisite tea table. This scene would have been three parts elegant and seven parts mysterious, and it would have been artistic, but the owner of this villa was a funny goddess.
Kevin felt that his sister in front of him was a traitor. "The new tenant was sent here by an outsourcing company. I didn't expect private companies to be so unreliable. Due to a unit conversion error, the transport ship unloaded its cargo 895 light-years from its destination," Raven 12345 said elegantly, holding a cup of black tea. "There's a monitoring system in the space catapult container bay that confirms everything is fine inside, but you need to go and retrieve that unfortunate child."
Kevin had been practically petrified from the moment he arrived. If Raven 12345 hadn't flicked a small electric ball at his head, he'd probably have become Sinopec. Seeing the "Goddess" wasn't joking at all, Kevin finally snapped back to reality. "You mean... to send me on a business trip... to another planet?!"
"What's so surprising about that?" Raven 12345 put down her teacup and spoonfully added sugar from the small sugar jar beside her. "I told you a long time ago, you're my assistant, and I'm the god of this universe." Why would I need an assistant just to manage a small area on Earth? You've handled situations well these past few times on Earth, so I figured you might be ready for more complex assignments. But before that, you need to familiarize yourself with the vastness of the universe. So, a stress-free, budget-funded trip to another planet is perfect. No danger, no conspiracy, just relaxing and enjoyable, and it's truly eye-opening. Every Inspector must experience this before becoming a full-time officer.
Kevin opened his mouth, realizing that Raven 12345 had a point. But a lingering sense of unreality lingered in his mind, and after a long moment of reflection, he finally understood what was happening. "...Isn't that a big jump? Yesterday I was battling a bunch of witchers on Earth, and now I'm heading off into outer space... You have to be careful with the transition!"
Raven 12345 took a couple of sips from his teacup, chewing as he replied, "It's not a big jump. Once you're out of gravity, geostationary orbit and extrasolar objects are no different to you; you've never seen anything like them anyway. Besides, you still have to keep an eye on things on Earth. Any mission requires you to go anywhere. It's just that Earth is your home base, so you're more accustomed to it." After Raven 12345 finished speaking, he paused for a moment, his thoughts etched in his mind. Then he spoke softly, "And you'll learn in the future that the meaning behind everything happening on Earth goes far beyond this planet. My arrangements for you carry deeper meaning, and everything you experience is inextricably linked. For reasons I can't tell you directly now, but when you mature enough, you'll understand my good intentions."
Kevin stared at Raven 12345's serious expression in surprise. He had never heard her say such things before. "...I'm a little uncomfortable with your sudden formality."
"I'm not used to it either," Raven 12345 shrugged, setting aside the nearly mushy cup of "black tea." "But I discussed this with someone yesterday, and they say that speaking this way to employees can enhance your authority and create an air of mystery and trust."
Kevin: "..."
"Well, if we're going to an alien planet... you'll definitely be responsible for the arrangements, right?" Kevin scratched his chin awkwardly, trying to suppress the subtle excitement and nervousness in his heart. He made himself appear mature and steady, ready to achieve great things. "And that spaceship you mentioned last time..."
"Your personal spaceship? It's almost here, but it can't be used right now. After all, you don't know how to fly it." Raven 12345 casually pointed at Kevin's data terminal (which was currently dozing off in mid-air). "Your data terminal now has directional teleportation enabled. There are two teleportation points. One is to teleport directly from any location to my location, saving you the bus every time you come. The other is to teleport to Kuiper Station. That's the starting point for interstellar routes from the solar system. If you ever have a spaceship, it'll dock there."
No matter how well Kevin controlled himself, his heart still raced. He turned to look at his data terminal and said excitedly, "Teleportation?! I can use this high-end stuff someday?!" "What's high-end? It's standard for Inquisitors, isn't it? Every Inquisitor has two basic teleport privileges. One leads to the nearest assembly point, which in your case is my big house, and the other to a designated starport, which by default is the station closest to your duty station. However, unless absolutely necessary, I don't recommend frequent teleportation during short missions or non-time-limited assignments. Firstly, it's stressful on your body, and secondly, it will cause you to miss out on opportunities to gain experience. For a newcomer, more travel is better than anything else."
Kevin nodded repeatedly, but mentally he was already planning how to use this new feature on the data terminal. The first teleport point sounded like it was just for reporting to his superiors, but in reality, used properly, it was a great escape tool. Just like yesterday during the fight with the Demon Hunter, if he had had this thing, he could have just used an instant Hearthstone to return for reinforcements. Of course, there was no telling how Raven 12345 would have laughed at him later. As for the second teleportation point, the situation remained uncertain. After all, Kevin's impression of space stations was limited to Hollywood blockbusters. But the teleportation point itself wasn't important; what mattered was the teleportation itself!
He had experienced teleportation many times before and knew how convenient it was. Now, he finally had the chance to control it himself! "You seem quite excited...ah, most people are," Raven 12345 smiled at Kevin, then tapped his temple gently. "By the way, let me tell you how to add teleportation memory points. I just told you about the two default teleportation points when the access is first granted, but you can also record a few more coordinates for emergencies. Just tell the data terminal. The requirement is that the data terminal must record the coordinates at the location; it won't record places you haven't visited."
Kevin almost trembled as he pulled the data terminal down from the air and stuffed it into his pocket. He felt the same fear of bumping and bruising it he had when he first received this precious treasure two months ago. He even felt a sense of unreality when he heard Raven's words. Honestly, compared to the previous delays and neglect of "salary arrivals", the speed and quality of Raven 12345's benefits this time were simply fantastic. Such a powerful thing was opened up all at once, and it sounded like there was an extremely high degree of freedom. Kevin instantly felt the same happiness as if he had been receiving subsistence allowances for half his life and suddenly learned that he had a long-lost Saudi uncle. And that uncle was dead. "Can I ask why the employee benefits are so generous this time?" Kevin couldn't help but ask.
"...Actually, I should have given it to you last week, but I forgot."
Kevin felt like his uncle had donated his entire estate before he died.
"Can this teleportation feature bring people with you?" Kevin quickly inquired about the details of the new benefits. He knew that if he didn't ask, Raven 12345 would never remember to offer it. He was well aware of this nagging queen's temperament. "Of course," Raven nodded. "Within a 500-meter radius, you designate your target, and the data terminal will intelligently lock onto it. There are no restrictions on quantity, quality, or size; as long as the target is within this 500-meter radius, it will be used. But I must remind you: while the Empire's teleportation technology is quite mature, data terminals were originally designed for us Xiling Apostles. Many of their functions are downgraded from 'military products.' Therefore, even after numerous optimizations, their teleportation capabilities still pose a certain risk to mortals. It's fine for healthy adults, but it affects the elderly, the weak, women, and children. So..."
"So, try not to use it on the elderly and children, right? I understand."
"No, I'm saying that after teleporting someone, it's best to stay away to avoid being vomited on."
Kevin: "..."
Can this goddess ever communicate properly again?