Chapter 890: Bohemia, the Errand Ambassador
Lin Sanjiu held a fork in her hand, lost in deep thought.
The order that maintained the operation of the post-apocalyptic world was about to collapse completely... Was this the so-called "Great Deluge"?
When would this "collapse" occur? And what would the situation be like after the collapse?
More importantly, how could she and her friends protect themselves from the flood and find lasting peace...?
The questions piled up like mountains in her mind, but she couldn't come up with any solutions.
"If only we had more information," she blurted out without thinking, "the rules have become invalid, which means even if we have visas, we can't predict where we will end up next... Right? In that case, how can we form alliances?"
As she spoke, she remembered Puppeteer's request to Silvan for consular officers. "...Why does he need so many consular officers?"
"He probably wants to conduct experiments," Silvan said, lowering his head and biting into a piece of beef. A few strands of golden hair slipped down from the corner of his eye. He rarely showed this childlike expression, lightly licking the sauce off his fingers. "He is different from us—while each person can only take one visa when teleporting, he has a way to simultaneously verify whether multiple visas have delivered people to the correct destination."
Lin Sanjiu noticed that he only mentioned "simultaneously verifying multiple visas" and didn't say that Puppeteer himself could use multiple visas. After thinking for a moment, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh! Are you saying that if his puppet holds a visa, it can be teleported separately?"
It was similar to the situation with Doctor Hu back then—she wasn't sure if Meowie Hu could be teleported, but once it held a visa, it was indeed sent away.
"Yes. Even if they are far apart, he can still sense the puppet's location and convey commands... It's truly an incredible ability," Silvan said, marveling.
Bohemia, who had been busy eating and drinking, finally swallowed her food with a large gulp and wiped her mouth. She asked, "But how does he know where the puppet has been teleported to? Can he sense its correct location even across half the universe?"
"That's why he needs a large number of consular officers." Silvan shrugged and turned to her with a smile. "As long as the puppet's visa is close enough to him... If he loses contact with any of the puppets, it means the visa has failed."
So, there was such a method... Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but glance at the blond man across from her. Through their several collaborations, he had gained such a clear understanding of his companions' abilities. Perhaps her own ability had long been exposed in his eyes.
"I see," she sighed. "I thought he had some other plan..."
In the end, she still didn't know how to gather her friends and allies.
If in the past, she could achieve this goal through visas, but now that the rules were gradually collapsing and becoming ineffective, even this only means wouldn't last much longer. Just as she began to doubt if she was being too naive and optimistic, Silvan suddenly spoke, his lips moist with the taste of alcohol.
"I'm willing to help you."
Lin Sanjiu raised her head abruptly.
"I can see the brightest lights on the other side of the Dark Strait," Silvan murmured, his voice like wisps of smoke floating in the room. "I'm willing to sacrifice myself for that beacon of light... even if I can never cross the strait."
Lin Sanjiu stared at him, partially understanding yet not fully grasping. She wanted to ask but hesitated. Silvan, of course, wouldn't leave her in an awkward position. He smiled warmly and affectionately, saying, "...Finding our lost companions, standing watch for each other, sharing the same breath, perhaps it can be done. But as you said, there's still too little information."
Due to fatigue, his eyes, which appeared emerald green in the shadows, seemed to mist over.
Too little information... How could he be so confident in saying "it can be done"? Lin Sanjiu pondered vaguely. Under the gaze of those eyes, it was difficult to maintain clear and coherent thoughts. Her mind was then drawn to Silvan's next question, "Can you contact your friend who encountered Nüwa once?"
The mention of Yu Yuan instantly weighed down her mood.
"I... I don't know."
"Why?"
Opening her mouth, Lin Sanjiu struggled to explain the situation. Unexpectedly, Bohemia leaned back after listening, as if suddenly realizing the need to keep her distance. "...Why don't any of your companions have a good outcome?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed, even though she knew Bohemia had a habit of speaking her mind. "Fine, let me arrange a task for you that keeps you away from me and allows you to work alone."
"What task?" Bohemia replied, then quickly realized something. "Wait, who agreed to let you assign me a task?"
"Since you didn't object at the moment I proposed it, I'll consider it as your agreement." Lin Sanjiu remained unruffled. "In order to survive the impending collapse, we must rely on the power of our companions and not fight alone. So—"
She gave Bohemia's shoulder a firm pat. "Tomorrow morning, I want you to go to Half-Mountain Town near Black Market and find a woman named Jezebel in the Bliss Pavilion next to it. Remember, don't ask if she's there, just go directly to the rooftop pool to find her. Her actual name is Bliss."
"What a ridiculous name. Did they run out of ideas when naming her?"
"Just say I sent you."
"Why don't you send him instead?"
"Bliss has seen him before, and it's not safe."
"And you trust my safety?"
"It's not about you or him. I'm worried about Bliss's safety."
Bohemia slammed her wine glass back onto the table. "Why do I have to go?"
"Because I entrusted her to find Yu Yuan." Lin Sanjiu's expression darkened as she spoke in a low voice. "It's been so long, there should be news about whether Yu Yuan is dead or alive."