Polka Kakamond, why assassinate a genius?
Probably because… one must imprison the wise within the wisdom cage they have anchored.
Genius Club members are genuine geniuses, and at the same time—
Perhaps also prisoners imprisoned by Nous.
As for the reason, who knows.
It could be that an increase in the total amount of cosmic knowledge would cause Finality to arrive earlier, or it could be something else.
Anyway, he does not care, nor does he wish to seek out more cosmic truths.
Herta pondered for a long time. When she came back to her senses, she found that Asta had already walked up close, while Leon had disappeared.
"He ran really fast…"
"Ah? Do you want me to send the new hardware later, Lady Herta?" Asta was stunned for a moment.
"I didn't say you. The sooner the better. By the way, Ruan Mei is coming in a while, arrange it in the near future, so that it doesn't get out that I'm neglecting people."
"…Okay."
...
Luofu, the weather was fine and sunny.
Leon settled the travel fare and walked down the starskiff with Welt, heading to attend a mechanical ingenium exhibition.
He was dragged there; anyway, staying idle on the train was also idling.
Stelle, Himeko, and March 7th hadn't returned yet, so he simply came along together.
Welt had assembled a mechanical ingenium model named Proto Gundam; its retro style attracted the interest of many exhibitors.
Leon had no particular preference for this, lacking interest, so he found a corner with few people and took out his phone to surf the web.
The Luofu has a population of hundreds of billions; anything can be seen online, with plenty of fun and gossip.
"Darling~~"
Unlucky. Today when going out I forgot to check the almanac and ran into a plague god.
"Is Aha looking good today?"
Leon glanced at THEM.
Keywords: big thunder, white silk, jade feet.
"Not good looking."
"What?! Exactly where is it not good? Just tell brother, Aha will change immediately!"
"You're here. No matter what, it's not good."
"…It's only been a few days since I connected emotionally with brother, and brother is this cold…"
"Stop—"
Leon rolled his eyes in annoyance, stopping Aha, who was exuding that Lin-family tea aura, from continuing to act crazy.
"Just say it. What do you want before you'll go crawl to the side?"
"I don't want anything, just my dearest brother~~"
The onee-san form Aha gazed at Leon with tender affection, so sticky it was almost pulling threads.
"Don't want to watch the fun anymore, is that it?"
"Now that you mention it!"
Aha returned to mask form, revealing a sleazy grin, and sent some things to Leon's phone.
"Darling, what Aha sent you is good stuff. Aha looks forward to your action yo~~"
Leon did not speak. He opened the newly received file and smiled in relief.
However, given Aha's level, this kind of thing could only be considered child's play.
It felt not as explosive as Yaoshi at the start being forced loved by the cold Lan…
Without a second of hesitation, Leon quickly uploaded this thing to the Luofu's largest relevant online community.
To say what the Luofu netizens are most interested in, among them must be Jing Yuan.
Including but not limited to various photos of Jing Yuan, secondary creation literature, related comics or illusion drama works, etc.
The Luofu is very free, and Jing Yuan had also said in a public occasion once, welcoming everyone to create with him as the prototype.
As long as it's not the type that crosses the red line, it's all fine.
For example, the work Xianzhou Sword Folding Record from the Rice Cake No Illusion Drama Society.
Among the many group portrait characters inside, the two male characters Jing Yuan and Dan Feng, are deeply loved by countless Xianzhou women.
Thereupon deriving an abstract danmei masterpiece: Phoenix Seeking Phoenix.
Nearly two hundred thousand words of plot twists, love-hate life-and-death grand drama; the ending is the two male protagonists dying in each other's arms in a tragic and beautiful way.
All Xianzhou people who have read this danmei work were greatly shocked.
It was just like having one's first love taken away, paying the price for the impulsive reading behavior.
Who Jing Yuan's name is a homophone for, all Luofu citizens know.
When Qingque was slacking off surfing the web, she had seen others discussing this masterpiece on the Luofu Miscellany, and then her curiosity was piqued.
It was fine not to look, but once she did, she called it heaven-defying.
But she didn't expect that today she saw another work that was abstract but not too abstract, and not abstract yet made one's eye corners twitch wildly.
This time it was also a danmei novel, and accompanied by plot comics.
Please, My Fox Immortal Xiao Wei!
The male lead didn't even bother acting. The General's name not only didn't use a homophone, but directly applied reality.
Even the appearance was almost a one-to-one replica.
And the Fox Immortal Xiao Wei… called Yanqing.
Qingque swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
She had heard of this genius youth's name, and previously even felt pity for him working at such a young age.
She didn't expect that now he would suffer literary creation prototype material extraction, in a certain sense of deprivation…
Race changed, gender changed, only the appearance changed not much, only added fluffy ears and a big tail…
She didn't know how red the party's face would be upon seeing this work's title?
With a curious and novelty-seeking mentality, Qingque continued reading.
She didn't expect it to be unstoppable; she binge-read all currently released chapters in one go.
She picked up her thermos cup and sipped a mouthful of health-preserving tea, still wanting more.
"High-quality grain and grass!"
Originally thought it was also some abstract danmei, but didn't expect… sweet to the point of toothache!
The lazy, eyes-closed General, always handing many things over to the little fox to do.
The little fox often scolded the General, yet would complete things beautifully, then tease the General.
Various sweet little pulling and pushing plots in daily life, making one's mouth unable to help but grin with an auntie smile.
Qingque unhesitatingly offered a reward to urge updates, glanced at the time.
"Wonderful, so wonderful! I didn't expect I would be so engrossed in watching, even forgetting to sneak out to slack off and play cards."
"…Is that so?"
"Of course it is, otherwise… Ah!! M-M-Master Diviner!"
Qingque, who had subconsciously responded, suddenly came back to her senses, looked behind her, and revealed a smile uglier than crying.
"Why did you come to the book repository, Elder? I was working very seriously today, I didn't secretly slack off!"
She hugged her last bit of hope, explaining in a "this place has no silver three hundred taels" manner.
Fu Xuan's whole body was emitting low air pressure. She unhurriedly picked up Qingque's phone that had fallen on the desk.
"Please, My Fox Immortal Xiao Wei…?"
She read out the work's name, her two eyebrows raised. Just about to scold Qingque for sophistry, she saw a familiar appearance and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Jing Yuan?"
And that fox youth, young girl… actually Yanqing?!
Her gaze swept toward the author's signature.
— Aha's Brother Wang Qidan.
Wang Qidan… Wang…
"Pfft—"
Even with Fu Xuan's temperament, she couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Realizing Qingque was present, she immediately held it back, maintaining the dignity of the Master Diviner.
"Come to the Matrix of Prescience Ultima later for overtime work; there's important work to be busy with temporarily."
Fu Xuan put down Qingque's phone, but kept this work in mind.
After overtime ends and going home, she must properly appreciate it.
"Received!" Qingque stood at attention.
"Mm."
"Elder, walk slowly~"
Only after Fu Xuan left the book repository did Qingque heavily pat her chest, easing the breath that had been held in her throat.
It seemed that the Master Diviner had taken an interest in that danmei work.
She had already prepared to be punished, but didn't expect her to leave so straightforwardly, without even a word of scolding.
What a close call!
But she really had to thank this danmei work; otherwise if the charge of failed slacking off came down, at least she'd have to work overtime until tomorrow.