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Chapter 166 - Ch.166 Thank You, March

[Regardless of whether you have the concept of day and night in your world, first of all, good morning, good afternoon, and good evening. Welcome to the first Interastral Peace Broadcast of Amber Era 2158. Long time no see, miss you all very much. I am your good friend, Owlbert~]

Astral Express, Parlor Car

Adrian was drinking his first cup of milk tea of the day, listening to the Interastral morning news with Welt.

[The giant hammer of [Preservation] Qlipoth fell slowly, the sound resounding through the universe, deafening! The Intelligentsia Guild's Ecology of the Starry Sky School announced: Amber Era 2157 has ended, and Era 2158 has officially begun. Worth celebrating.]

[In the new era, the Interastral Peace Corporation will, as always, be dedicated to peaceful coexistence and trade prosperity across the galaxy. The IPC will not forget its original intention and remember the only principle at the beginning of its establishment: Dedicate everything to the [Amber Lord].]

[The pollution caused by the mysterious phenomenon [Stellaron] that appeared since Era 2147 continues. The [Stellaron] blocks the paths between civilizations, causing the worlds once united under the Path of the [Amber Lord] to fall apart.]

[Over the long ten eras, the Interastral Peace Corporation has never given up the vision of reconnecting the worlds. With the full support of the Intelligentsia Guild, we have initially mastered the technology to bypass Stellaron pollution and conducted experiments in one hundred and thirteen star systems, achieving gratifying results.]

Stelle walked into the Parlor Car in a daze. After hearing the specific content of the Interastral Peace Broadcast, she looked confused:

"Why does the Interastral Peace Broadcast have a recap?"

"News broadcasts also need to reach a certain duration. Commercial management is like this." Adrian drank the coffee Himeko handed over.

[Looking back at Era 2157, our company can be said to have harvested a lot. Below, we bring you the official broadcast.]

[First, there is bad news to inform everyone. Mr. Oswaldo Schneider, the head of our company's Marketing Development Department, still shows no signs of waking up, which is regrettable.]

[It is worth mentioning that yesterday, Masked Fools claimed that their [Tavern] was attacked by interstellar terrorists in a blasting manner. They have now sought help from the Mourning Actors and our company, hoping to set up a special investigation team to assist them.]

[At the beginning of Amber Era 2158, the Interastral Peace Corporation proudly announces: Ms. Herta, a famous scholar of the Genius Society, has officially promised to reach a long-term friendly cooperative alliance relationship with the company.]

[This will be the third genius of [Erudition] after Member #22 Aiden and Member #56 Elias Salas to join hands with the company to jointly [Preserve] the Amber Lord's universe.]

[Okay, this broadcast ends here. Please listen to the next Interastral Peace Broadcast at the designated time. Be there or be square~]

The content of the radio stopped abruptly. This Interastral morning news didn't have any big scoops. It seemed they had to wait a while longer. It was normal for things to be plain at the beginning of Amber Era 2158.

Pom-Pom pushed the dining cart over, and everyone enjoyed a pleasant and relaxed breakfast session.

"Mmh... why did I hear something about the Church?"

"Wasn't it the [Tavern] being attacked? Could it be done by the [Church of Eternity]?"

"All stereotypes. The only attacks the Church admits to are cleaning up the [Antimatter Legion] and the [Annihilation Gang]."

...

After enjoying a delicious breakfast, Adrian returned to the Party Car. March 7th gently pressed her cheek against the cold window glass, gazing at the boundless flowing galaxy outside.

"Our next stop is [Penacony]. Heard it's a world as beautiful as a dream... Really looking forward to it."

Her gaze chased the flowing points of light, almost forgetting to blink, allowing the starlight to pour unscrupulously into her pupils, dyeing her breath with slightly cool starlight.

Her fingertips unconsciously pressed against the cold window, as if wanting to penetrate that thin barrier and touch that unreachable brilliance.

"But Pom-Pom said there's still a long time before the meeting time on the invitation. What should we do to kill time..."

"Let's have a tense and exciting pillow fight!" Stelle took out a life-size milk tea pillow.

"Eh? Pillow fights are only fun before going to sleep... Wait, where did this thing come from?"

March 7th slumped onto the sofa in fright. Could it be that Stelle has a hidden system space?

"A gift from a Church Deacon. I only discovered recently... the pillow can automatically shrink in size. Didn't expect it to be a portable item."

Stelle put the milk tea pillow away again, unconsciously praising [Eternity] in her heart.

Beep beep beep!

"...Eh, phone rang? Is it the group chat?"

March 7th and Stelle opened their phones at the same time. It was actually from Bronya.

[Bronya: [Toast to you.jpg]]

[Bronya: Everyone from the Express crew, can you see my message?]

[Stelle: 111]

[March 7th: Long time no see, Bronya! We missed you to death]

[Bronya: Great, I was afraid you wouldn't receive the message... I know you are busy, so I'll try to keep it short]

[Bronya: I have been promoting the preparations for the Solwarm Festival recently. The Solwarm Festival is a traditional festival in Belobog. Previously affected by the Fragmentum and the blockade order, regular celebration activities have been suspended for many years. The people of Belobog haven't felt a warm festival atmosphere for a long time.]

[Bronya: If everyone from the Astral Express has time, I would like to invite you to come and participate in the [Solwarm Festival] celebration and witness the phased achievements of the Belobog restoration plan]

[Stelle: Sorry, might not have time this time...]

"Hey, you're not planning to hole up in your room swiping your phone screen, are you?" March 7th complained while typing a reply:

[March 7th: Stop pretending... Don't worry, we will definitely come! Festivals, celebrations, sounds like our home ground!]

Leaving aside other things, the Express crew loves joining the fun.

[Bronya: It's great that you can come. Everyone here is thinking of you]

[Bronya: @Dan Heng @Adrian are you busy? I see they haven't spoken in the group]

[March 7th: Dan Heng is in retreat recently, probably turned off all electronic devices long ago]

[Stelle: Adrian is drinking milk tea, no time to play with phone]

[March 7th: It doesn't matter, both of them will definitely be willing to come to the Belobog celebration!]

[Bronya: Thank you, March]

[Bronya: Then I look forward to seeing everyone at the Solwarm Festival celebration]

[Bronya: [A bouquet of roses.jpg]]

...

Meanwhile, Jarilo-VI.

"Ice and snow melted... yet still called [Outlying Snow Plains]. Don't understand."

Topaz, a senior executive of the [Strategic Investment Department] under the Interastral Peace Corporation, led the Special Debts Picket Team.

Young but already one of the [Ten Stonehearts], her Cornerstone is [Topaz of Debt Retrieval].

"Oink... oink!" A Warp Trotter with a red bow tied on its back flew into Topaz's arms. It was her partner [Numby].

Don't underestimate this Warp Trotter. It can keenly perceive the location of [Wealth], and tasks like security, debt collection, and actuarial science are also a piece of cake for it.

Sensing the vibration of the communication device, presumably a call from a colleague of the Ten Stonehearts. Situation just as she arrived on Jarilo-VI?

"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news... which one do you want to hear?"

"Aventurine?"

Topaz was slightly surprised. Looking for her at this time?

"You should have heard today's Interastral Broadcast. The good news is that Oswaldo's condition has improved. He'll probably wake up after resting for a few more days."

"This shouldn't be good news... forget it, what about the [Bad News]?"

"Just a few minutes ago, [Diamond] sent us a picture..."

"The culprit who framed Oswaldo... has been found."

As soon as the words fell, a virtual screen popped up automatically, projecting Adrian's face and a high-definition restored video.

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