Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 526 - 160. Interwoven (or Tangled in countless threads)

Chapter 526: 160. Interwoven (or Tangled in countless threads)

"Miss Yawen, the clothes you make are truly beautiful. Every time you deliver them, they get snapped up by the ladies of the city,"

"Not at all, without your sound marketing strategies, even the best clothes wouldn’t sell."

Yawen nodded, her hands clasped in front of her, chatting and laughing with the owner of the largest clothing store in the city for a good while before she collected her things and left.

Her face adorned with a faux-natural makeup, her gray-white hair up in a bun, diamond pendants hanging from her ears, she wore a delicate dress adorned with layered satin ribbons. The deep blue gradient made her look exceptionally noble. Paired with an expensive handbag, and always picked up and dropped off by luxury cars, she had entirely the air of a young wealthy lady.

For months, she would often leave Newbie Village like this, hiring drivers and nannies, even renting a villa. She came to nearby cities to engage in trade.

At first, lacking identification, she wasn’t able to stay, but with her superb tailoring skills and the abilities cultivated from her training with Fourth Rule, she quickly created an image of a ’simple country tailor working in the city’ and gradually established herself, amassing wealth and becoming a local rising star.

Although the Secret Society had many drawbacks, Yawen had to admit that the tailor position granted to her by Gaia was nearly invincible in this domain.

The core ability, Weaving, allowed her to craft clothes far surpassing human and industrial limits. The clothes would automatically fit the wearer’s figure, enhancing their physique, and even provided certain benefits.

Calling them clothes was actually modest. They could have been termed magic creations—they weren’t magic but surpassed it by a measure.

Clothing with such effects, sold in limited quantities and marked as handmade, quickly amassed a significant fortune for Yawen.

Then, with capital, Yawen began to leverage her past experience as a special agent. She investigated the relationships of local suppliers thoroughly, contacted them in various ways, and gradually became part of their social circles, capturing the hearts of the elites with her youth, beauty, and unique tailoring.

It could be said that with this ability and her own sophistication, Yawen could lead a prosperous life on Baizhu Star, or anywhere else, for that matter.

But such a life was ultimately false.

She wore exquisite clothes, adorned with diamonds and tortoiseshell, contacts that changed color thanks to magical craftsmanship, frequenting high-end clubs and socializing with celebrities and rich women.

This kind of life was an illusion.

It was all built on everything the Secret Society had granted her. Even her body, her life, her soul, none of it belonged to her.

"Welcome to society, poor unfortunate souls."

— The words of the Sailor, Igor Matthew, echoed in her ears constantly.

He was right.

Not just Igor Matthew, but what the Adventurous Saintess, Vellia, said was also true.

As a citizen within Society, one ceases to be an individual. No matter how carefree one is on the outside, once part of Society, once back in its network, one loses oneself, one’s will.

Outside of Society, she was Yavin Heskixin, an ordinary and self-conscious woman.

Within Society, she was one of the Thirteen Councillors under the Secret Council Speaker, wielding great power, yet no longer herself—merely a vessel for the Councilor Tailor.

Yes, a vessel.

Devoid of her own thoughts and recognition, acting purely to fulfill the duty of a Councilor Tailor and to carry out the will of Gaia from the Secret Society.

She would become indifferent to everything happening now, whether the Descenders she carefully nurtured or the Newbie Village she diligently built... even the moments shared with Mr. Leoz.

All of that didn’t belong to her.

When Mr. Li Aozi personally spoke out, revealing her identity, Yawen didn’t feel too excited. What she felt more was fear and worry.

’Mr. Li Aozi will definitely not be a match for the Secret Society. He can’t defeat the Secret. Doing this will lead to his death. I absolutely cannot accept that reality.’

Although Mr. Li Aozi recognized her strengths, which delighted her, she was more afraid that exposing her own status as a Secret Councilor would put Mr. Li Aozi in danger.

’Perhaps, I should have never made contact with Mr. Li Aozi from the start. I shouldn’t have gotten close to him. I should have found a place to isolate myself, to be forever alone until I die a natural death...’

But if it weren’t for Mr. Li Aozi recognizing her significance... For such a sinner like her, what else was there to live for?

A beast and a bastard who devoured her own sister, who committed such sins—if it weren’t for being ’extraordinarily meaningful’ to Mr. Li Aozi, did she truly need to exist?

The Secret Society had taken away her self-confidence, confiscated it as communal property. But such questions, perhaps, had troubled her even before that. Rather, it was because of her inferiority complex that Gaia had chosen her to be a Councilor Tailor.

Hopelessly bad... From the beginning, I was never good.

This way of thinking constantly haunted Yawen, trapping her in such conflicted thoughts for a long time; she didn’t dare to face Li Aozi—Yawen never doubted Li Aozi’s words. Up to now, he had always kept his word.

If he found out she had become like this because of the Secret Society... He would certainly fight against the Secret Society.

In that case, he would die, without a doubt.

That’s absolutely not acceptable.

Such an outcome is absolutely unacceptable.

She had no choice but to immerse herself in labor, hoping that sweat and hard work could numb her, to prevent her mind from wandering and, at least practically, help alleviate some of his concerns.

But soon, things took an unexpected turn.

That Descender who resembled her own sister, Asakusa Kid (Player ID: Cumin Powder), and her annoying little boyfriend, brought her an unexpected gift.

——Dragon Demise Weapon Design Manuscript

"The creator was once one of the Thirteen Councillors of the Secret Society, holding the occupation of Doctor. For reasons unknown, this Councilor, like me, defected from the Secret Society and was determined to confront the Secret by researching and developing a weapon."

The Secret Society’s requirements for selecting citizens are quite strict, mainly needing three conditions:

1: The citizen must be of the C3 Luca Type Cosmic Human Race, a race known for proficiency in combat and destruction, not abundant in number throughout the cosmos.

2: The citizen must possess social qualities approved by the Secret Society and, depending on occupation and status, be placed in appropriate roles.

3: The transformation of the citizen requires the infiltration of a substance known as ’Ether Blood’ or ’Ether Elixir’. This ether material spreads through the air and quickly dissipates, but for non-C3 Luca Type beings, it is extremely toxic with no antidote available.

For these reasons, the population of the Secret Society is not very large, and Yawen was certain that, with a Councilor Level citizen like herself escaping, the society would definitely send someone to capture her.

But now, the time for retaliation might have come.