Ziwei began to analyze seriously.
"The Dark Web we can now connect to is limited to the Aus Star System. The quantum communication network transmission channels over larger ranges have been cut off, so Iâm afraid there will be many messages and resources we cannot continue to obtain in the future."
Zhang Xiaomanâs face darkened; what Ziwei just mentioned is also what he is most worried about now.
As someone from the First Universe, he doesnât have much sense of belonging here; the disbandment of the Dark Star Alliance means little to him.
However, this outbreak of war not only brings hidden dangers to their safety but, most importantly, the interruption of the Dark Web means the resources he can acquire here are greatly impacted, severely affecting his upcoming plans.
"Ziwei, what are your plans next? Will you stay here, or return to the Dark Spirit Star System? After such a major event, the Guardian Spirit Organization ought to recall you Shadow Sentinels, right?"
Zhang Xiaoman asked.
Meanwhile, the image closed, and the room returned to its original appearance.
"Guardian Spirit Organization? Shadow Sentinels? Goodness, you are a Shadow Sentinel!?"
Beside them, Pique couldnât help but widen his eyes.
Although Ziwei had mentioned it earlier, at the time Piqueâs attention was not on this and he didnât pay attention.
It wasnât until Zhang Xiaoman brought up the Guardian Spirit Organization again that he realized.
"No wonder you know so much; turns out youâre from the Guardian Spirit Organization! I just went through the Dark Web on the regional frequency here, and everyone is in chaos, with very few useful pieces of information."
Facing Piqueâs incessant chatter, Ziwei shook her head in frustration, and slammed a fist onto the giant desk in front of her.
"The Guardian Spirit Organization... has been disbanded..."
"Boom~"
As her words fell, the white desk with dimensions exceeding five meters instantly shattered into hundreds of pieces, scattered like a broken porcelain vase.
"My... my... my planetâs environmental control console!"
Pique was thunderstruck and petrified on the spot.
Zhang Xiaoman glanced at Ziwei, and his mouth curled into a sneer.
"Haha."
He was a seasoned victim of this violent womanâs various bad habits.
Ziwei blushed and scratched her head, somewhat at a loss, and said:
"Ah! Iâm sorry... I wasnât intentional, I just... recently lost my job, my heartâs a bit blocked..."
"Wuwu... my planetâs environmental control console... it was made with Fire Plow Gold... How could it break like this... Without it, the planetâs environment canât be controlled... Itâs over, itâs over... Now where can I find someone to repair it..."
Pique fell to his knees on the ground, looking at the debris in front of him, tears of lamenting.
Seeing his appearance, Ziwei was even more at a loss.
"Ziwei, you said the Guardian Spirit Organization was disbanded? Whatâs going on?"
Zhang Xiaoman couldnât stand it anymore and started to ask about the main point just now.
Ziwei found an excuse to change the topic and hurriedly replied:
"The Guardian Spirit Organization was directly under the jurisdiction of the Star Spirit Council, but now that the Star Spirit Council no longer exists, the Guardian Spirit Organization naturally has no way to continue, the last message I received on my personal terminal was the notice of the organizationâs disbandment..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoman also felt a bit speechless.
Originally, he thought, how could Ziwei be an official person, with some special channels to obtain information.
Unexpectedly, she was the first to lose her job, no longer a Shadow Sentinel of the Guardian Spirit Organization.
"Shadow Sentinels have actually long been in decline, facing trends of disbandment, now the disappearance of the Guardian Spirit Organization is just adding fuel to the fire, I was already prepared for this."
Though Ziwei said so, itâs not hard to see her inner loneliness from her earlier reaction and current expression.
Zhang Xiaoman didnât know how to comfort her; he hadnât experienced this feeling of national destruction and family loss, nor could he feel it, so he could only continue to change the topic:
"What are you planning to do next?"
Ziwei hung her head.
"I donât know..."
Zhang Xiaoman rubbed his temples, pondering for a moment before speaking:
"Why donât you come with me."
"Ah?"
Ziwei was somewhat dumbstruck by his unexpected proposal, utterly not understanding the meaning behind his words.
"Come with you? Go where?"
Zhang Xiaoman slapped his forehead.
He realized that his prior secrecy was too well-executed, Ziwei still didnât know he was from the First Universe and naturally didnât know he had already secured a ticket to return at any time.
"Actually, I... am not from your world..."
Immediately, Zhang Xiaoman didnât hide anymore, opting to selectively tell the truth.
The matter of planting the World Tree Clone for departure was already a done deal.
Even if he didnât say anything now, Ziwei would notice some anomalies in a couple of days when he left.
Whatâs more, there was nothing particularly confidential about this matter in itself.
In Zhang Xiaomanâs view, if he could recruit Ziwei, such a powerful combat force, it would play a highly significant role in the future development and stability of the Star Alliance.
"Another world... Universe merge... Is the rumor true...?"
Ziwei repeated Zhang Xiaomanâs words dumbfoundedly; her reaction upon hearing the news was unexpectedly.
"What news? Dude and Sis, what kind of riddles are you playing! What is the First Universe? Why do I suddenly feel this world has become incomprehensible overnight..."
Beside them, Pique had overcome the grief of losing the console; upon hearing Zhang Xiaoman and Ziweiâs dialogue, his curiosity couldnât help but inquire about the meaning behind them.
Zhang Xiaoman had no intention of hiding this from Pique.
Pique had some talent, so if possible, Zhang Xiaoman hoped to recruit him, as the Star Alliance still needed a Star Pattern Master of its own.
Immediately, he explained the matter of the Great Fusion and the two universes in detail once more.
This astonishing news made Ziwei and Pique both listen with focused attention, fearing they would miss any word.
"Universe merge is real... No wonder... No wonder they started a war..."
Ziwei seemed to think of something, revealing a rare serious expression.
And Pique appeared fully bewildered, like someone who had just heard a significant secret, perfectly capturing what it meant to be tense, confused, and directionless.
Observing both their reactions, Zhang Xiaoman couldnât help but feel something odd.
It seemed the course of events wasnât unfolding as he had imagined; people in this world appeared largely ignorant of the matter of the Great Fusion.
Or maybe, some like Ziwei knew a bit about it, but most like Pique were completely oblivious.
This was evident from their reactions.
"Ziwei, about the Great Fusion, hasnât it been announced here?"
Zhang Xiaoman asked.
Ziwei shook her head, saying:
"It wasnât announced; I only heard some rumors by chance, and was required to keep it confidential, not spread it..."
She sighed, aimlessly pacing around, looking like she had a heavy heart.
"The Eleventh Elder led his race to start a war, probably related to the Great Fusion. The onset of war is partly due to situational factors; on the other hand, they aim to seize greater advantage when universe boundaries are reshuffled during the fusion..."