Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 1139 - 879: Doomsday Countdown Table

Chapter 1139: Chapter 879: Doomsday Countdown Table

"It must be run by the Star Weaving Lady." Xu Yang called Xu Cheng over.

She sat on the table, her little feet swinging back and forth.

"The Star Weaving Lady is just a fool; she doesn’t do it as well as I do." Xu Cheng fiddled with her fingers, full of energy at the age of her highest vitality. Kids of this age seem to have endless energy.

"Are you going to bed early and waking up early? Exercising?" Xu Yang felt like a nagging old father.

"Yes." Xu Cheng responded casually. In reality, she did as she pleased, staying up all night, often mischievous, leading Bubble astray.

"Daddy is really worried that you won’t be able to be independent in the future." Xu Yang said. He truly felt that Xu Cheng might become a troublesome young girl.

"Oh, I won’t be! And Bubble will be with me." Xu Cheng said confidently.

"Can Bubble keep you in check?" Xu Yang said helplessly.

"Hehe." Xu Cheng was tacitly understood.

"Do you want to move out and live alone? Leave home, leave the Divine Radiance, even leave Bubble." Xu Yang inquired.

"Leave Bubble? No way! Everything else is fine. Let Bubble and me live freely, go wandering, go adventuring!" Xu Cheng said enthusiastically.

Xu Yang pondered.

"When you grow up... what do you want to become?" Xu Yang asked. Xu Cheng had limitless potential and an immeasurable future.

"I want to be as awesome as Daddy!" Xu Cheng stood up on the table.

Suddenly, Xu Yang had a vision of a long time ago, back when Xu Cheng was just a Little Fool, just a tiny little thing.

Back then, her favorite thing to do was lie still on Xu Yang’s shoulder, and wherever Xu Yang went, Little Fool would follow, staring directly at other people or things with her big eyes, never looking away.

Her only food was milk, and her only collectible was milk.

Six years passed, Little Fool had grown up; she had a proper name now, Xu Cheng. But Xu Yang still fondly missed that pitiful, cute Little Fool.

"You used to stay on Daddy’s shoulders." Xu Yang said with a bit of nostalgia.

"Not anymore." Xu Cheng clapped her hands, "I grew too tall and too big."

Indeed. Xu Yang mused to himself. He knew back then that one day Little Fool would grow up, grow too big to sit on Daddy’s shoulders.

When she grows up, she will certainly be happier, more radiant, and become an incredible Witch.

"Whatever you want, Daddy will give it to you." Xu Yang fondly patted Xu Cheng’s hair, showing deep affection, "You are my most outstanding child. Maybe there’s nothing more I can do, but just thinking about your continued growth makes me proud and satisfied."

"Quack quack." Xu Cheng hugged Daddy, nestled in his arms, feeling warmth and safety, her little hand clutching Xu Yang’s clothes.

Xu Yang said no more, savoring this precious moment, just him and his daughter.

He slowly started recounting past happenings to Xu Cheng, together reminiscing Little Fool’s bits and pieces.

However, as time passed by, he felt Farosa couldn’t wait any longer; the prophecy must proceed.

His body tilted, sensing Xu Cheng trembling in his arms, seemingly reluctant to leave.

Xu Cheng looked up at Daddy’s face and suddenly felt immense sadness, as if everything before her was like a dream, and such days of spending time with Daddy would never come again.

"Time to go." Xu Yang put Xu Cheng down.

"Mm...!" Xu Cheng jumped off, took nothing, and left.

She’s grown up.

Xu Yang took the spice back to Farosa, prepared for her to consume, and then gain deeper prophecies in the visions.

Farosa is clever and efficient, mysteriously alluring, adept at manipulation, and ruthlessly cold. Yet, under Xu Yang’s upbringing, Farosa gradually underwent a transformation, increasingly revealing her gentle side. Xu Yang was still unclear if this was a result of his teaching or inherent within Farosa.

Does Farosa inherently have a friendly side? But Xu Yang had always believed Farosa was born bad, inherently evil.

"Bring it up quickly." Farosa sat in the pool of the secret chamber, billowing steam swirling around, the scene was endlessly magnificent.

"What you saw last time was extremely ominous. In my opinion, what you saw in your prophecy this time is not far off," Xu Yang said.

"It’s obvious that something is hovering above us and might descend here at any time. Yan Duo’s hometown was destroyed by it; seeing it a bit more is not inherently bad. But we all know this powerful external life form is not like the native gods on this planet, weak and easily bullied." Farosa closed her eyes.

Xu Yang handed the Purple Spice to Farosa. She took out an ivory smoking pipe, lit the spice, and took a careful puff.

She closed her eyes to check what fate had prepared for her.

She was exploring the deep secrets of the entire world. Xu Yang thought. This kind of divination is often said to "harm the balance of heaven," but we have already defeated everything, looking down on the world has always been our vogue; we even hold death’s law in our hands. Casting a glimpse into the unknown future is not exceedingly extraordinary.

Farosa exhaled a mouthful of purple mist, the contents of the pipe vanished, she seemed somewhat nervous, raised her fingertips, and Xu Yang replenished more Purple Spice for Farosa, transported from Spice Coast, as much as needed.

She continued consuming the spice to complete the prophecy, her body slowly sinking, almost as if she was drowning herself.

During this process, Xu Yang also breathed in the overflowing scent of the Purple Spice, almost like sharing food and drink with Farosa, considering they already weren’t indistinguishable from each other, this wasn’t a problem. Moreover, the Purple Spice made Xu Yang feel energized, his thoughts active, his consciousness ethereal.

Farosa sighed deeply, she took one last taste of the Purple Spice, almost consuming all spice worth 1 billion in funds. When she opened her eyes, they widened with bloodshot veins, she crawled out of the pool, her skin pale and cold, droplets continuously fell, she first smiled, then quickly became frightened and confused as if she saw something extremely terrifying.

She muttered incoherently for a while, then turned to look at Xu Yang, her gaze tender yet fearful.

"What?" Xu Yang worried that what Farosa saw exceeded her mental capacity. He was overly concerned; soon, Farosa’s expression became calm, a kind of dead calm.

"—I saw something, it... it’s a dark twisted entity, roaming outside, it has no shape, or rather we can’t see its shape, it’s a terrifying thing that devours worlds, spewing madness." Farosa said softly.

As she spoke, the space around began distorting, some unknown translucent objects started forming, merely discussing and describing this entity caused its interference. Farosa wisely stopped talking.

"What about our planet?" Xu Yang asked.

Farosa shook her head.

"It’s more insane; can you believe the entire world is shattered, yet bizarrely coupled together? The Moonlight and Ground are almost touching, but the seas can move normally. The whole world is like a sheet of paper crushed by a large hand, yes, that’s a fitting metaphor. Imagine living on a sheet of white paper, the ground flat. Then a hand reaches over, crumpling the paper, you wouldn’t fall off or drop, but look, the paper is already full of creases and shriveled into a ball. That’s our future state." Farosa said.

"We must send out a warning." Xu Yang immediately said.

"No one will believe it; you’re too concerned for the world’s masses. But just like the spreading death curse, and the laws we designed for death, people will die tragically and randomly, fall ill, and eventually fill the Netherworld with crowds, even I won’t have time to save them. I can’t be everywhere, nor can I stop Pomorty’s dreadful curse at the end; he practically cursed the entire world, and people’s average lifespan will be drastically reduced, at least by 20 years." Farosa said calmly.

"Then we should try to establish numerous shelters." Xu Yang quickly said, "At least save as many people as possible when the catastrophe strikes! We have large shelters in many cities, and most importantly, Nangong Island can be used to store critical resources and personnel. If your prophesied disaster arrives in the future, at least we won’t be caught unprepared."

"Then we must hurry." Farosa stood up, donned the faded Rainbow Cloak, "Our time is very limited."

"Did you see when the disaster will come? That’s great, we can prepare under very precise conditions." Xu Yang was curious.

"Yes." Farosa nodded.

"When?"

"Tomorrow."

...

New Taixi State, East Coast, Ideal City.

Honma Noriko swam in a vast blue infinity pool, her youthful and vibrant figure as graceful as a fish, she wore a custom-made swimsuit, drifting freely under the sun.

She swam to the end of the pool, climbed ashore, emerged from the water, surrounded by the giant structures of Ideal City, New Taixi citizens living luxurious lives without worry, her noble status equally matched those citizens.

Honma Noriko walked toward a lounge chair, a robot handed her appropriately tempered champagne, she took a sip of the refreshing drink, put on sunglasses, feeling relaxed and pleased. She spent most of her time here, already accustomed to her young body and carefree life.

Rubazio, envoy of the Seven Seals, arrived at the top of the building to see Honma Noriko.

"Madam," he said politely, "Everyone has gathered, even Idith is here."

"Yes," Honma Noriko held a glass of fine wine, smiled faintly, "Your last event was in Safalai City."

"Indeed, we almost couldn’t retreat in time," Rubazio sighed.

"I envy you," Honma Noriko changed into casual wear, "I’ve never been to the Spice Coast."