Xyrin Empire
Chapter 559 The Grand Establishment of the Time-Space Administration Finally Established the - Name is Too Long!

Chapter 559: Chapter 559 The Grand Establishment of the Time-Space Administration Finally Established the Chapter Name is Too Long!

Under Qianqian’s "not quite mature idea," the Dimension Hub was preserved.

Of course, that travel agency which purely existed out of some foolish girl’s boredom and intent to stir up trouble was not going to appear...

Allowing transmigrators who had been deported to return was a concept that had generally been proven feasible. All that was needed was for Dingdang to stamp approval and to provide temporary residency rights to visitors. Careful consideration had to be given to the approval process for such transmigrators, and the possibility that these transmigrators might bring their entire extended family along to show off couldn’t be ignored; everyone has a tendency to boast. With so many masters of time-space travel, it was inevitable that one or two might come over with the mentality, "Look at me; I’ve also traveled to another world, and I even have a green card for it!" While this instinctive boasting was not entirely blameworthy, since we were allowing a transmigrator to come over, letting them bring their family over for a visit wasn’t really any different. What we needed was just a more robust team of urban managers...

Then, with my additional suggestions, the Dimension Hub of the Shadow City would further facilitate interworld communication. Transmigrators from thousands of worlds would be able to return to Shadow City and reunite with friends they had met by chance, and they could even visit other worlds after paying a fee. For those who loved adventure and were driven by curiosity, this was undoubtedly the ultimate temptation. Of course, compared to opening up the Shadow City, allowing transmigrators to visit other worlds was more problematic; a little carelessness and we could cause chaos in some world, or even trigger a disaster. Therefore, after considering Dingdang’s opinion, only a few worlds were initially available for visitation, such as the Vedis Empire, Azeroth, and the Magic Prohibition, Fate worlds, among others previously explored by our Expeditionary Army (such as Cybertron and the Red World of Shana). These places had established Gateways to Worlds and maintained stable connections with Shadow City, belonging to the "accessible zones" in terms of their space-time structures. These were places with many well-informed individuals where entire worlds were accustomed to the existence of otherworldly people. The entrance of a transmigrator into these worlds wouldn’t cause any trouble, at least the Tauren Shamans from Thunder Cliff had already gotten used to using the Wind Hammer to set their totems...

Certainly, the worlds that might be opened up in the future could be even more numerous. I had long held an ambitious goal to establish a "Macro World," connecting countless planes into an immense network, turning Shadow City into the true core of all realms, allowing countless planes to interact openly. This goal was initially just a grand dream I dared to have, and until recently, it was limited to connecting only a few planes like Azeroth, Academy City, the Fate world, and so on. However, Qianqian’s sudden whimsical idea made me realize that the era of the "Macro World" might have already arrived.

The ideal integration of planes should not be limited to military use; genuine pathways are only realized when civilian exchanges can occur independently under structured limitations.

"Ah Jun, sometimes I really find you incredible," Sandora couldn’t help but exclaim during lunch the next day when I presented this plan, which was even more unbelievable than Qianqian’s recent whimsical idea, "You always seem to create epics without even trying."

Sandora’s exaggerated description startled me: "Isn’t that a bit much? I just think it’s fun..."

"But if this ’Macro World’ really comes to fruition, it will be an epic!" Sandora said decisively, "It could even advance the rejuvenation of the Empire! By connecting countless worlds, our currently limited abilities can spread in ways you can’t imagine, which is far more economical than using a vast amount of military resources to expedite worlds one by one."

"Hey, hey, hey, I never said to treat those worlds like colonies."

"But in fact, if Shadow City serves as a hub that can monitor numerous worlds at once and control the interchange between these worlds, even if those worlds aren’t officially our colonies, they could effectively serve as our outposts!"

Sandora, that girl, truly has a way of looking at things from a military perspective.

But what she said made sense, something I hadn’t originally considered. Now that I think about it, establishing a spontaneously growing network of worlds does seem to hold tremendous military value.

"It might be a buzzkill to say it, but what’s really bothering us now are the sudden invasions by Fallen Apostles and the unpredictable infiltration of Abyss Energy. Our monitoring network has completely collapsed, and the Divine Race’s influence can’t reach far enough. These two awkward facts have put us in the long-term situation of striking blindly, like a blind man swatting flies," I gestured with frustration. "We can only strike back when they hit us directly, and more often than not, we end up slapping ourselves in the face. However, if we can use this opportunity of the transmigration wave to establish connections with thousands of worlds, even if just through civilian channels, it would at least give us an early warning ability against our enemies."

"More importantly, the cost of this network is so low it’s almost zero. All we need to pay for is a bit of electricity for the Dimension Hub, and a group of Red Ring Elders to register the transmigrators," I explained. "The former is inexhaustible, and for the latter—well, we have plenty of Imperial Soldiers who have nothing better to do."

"Hmph, Ah Jun always says I fantasize too much," the only one pouting at the scene was Qianqian. After having her fill, the girl tried to assert some presence for herself (although most of the time, Qianqian’s presence is a bit too strong), "I just hope to have those transmigrators reunite in Shadow City for a bit, and Ah Jun is already planning to let them roam freely between worlds!"

I chuckled. That’s why they say this pair is quite the matchup. Do you think anyone can accept your way of thinking?

"But operating this way must be done very carefully," Big Sister always pondered issues in a prudent manner. "First, I don’t agree with allowing large-scale movement of people between worlds. The Dimension Hub has limited capacity, and the worlds’ structures themselves likely won’t allow such occurrences."

Dingdang, who was sitting on the rim of my cup slurping juice, immediately looked up. "Mm-hmm, doing that might trigger some sensitive world defense systems to automatically sound alarms, which could be very troublesome. However, a few Builders that Dingdang knows might be able to make some allowances... Maybe keep it to a hundred people per year per world!"

"What’s the significance of that number, one hundred?" Lin Xue asked curiously.

Little Thing scratched his head. "Because Dingdang can only count to one hundred..."

Me: "..."

I really want to rant at you to death, you believe it? You’re way better than a certain original ’Stupid Nine’, but as a Goddess, isn’t this a bit too much?!

"Cough cough, that aside, we need to consider the potential cultural impact," Big Sister cleared her throat awkwardly, bringing our attention back. "The existence of Otherworlds, especially the method of going to these worlds being disclosed, could trigger turmoil, panic, or even madness."

"I agree with that. In ninth grade, to pray for a transmigration, I even wrote a plan about tailing an old man with a white beard after getting hit by lightning from touching an electric fence."

"Ah Jun, I still have that plan of yours," Big Sister said.

She ended up rolling her eyes at me.

"So inter-world transitions should remain a secret, so that ordinary people from any world shouldn’t easily find out," Big Sister waved a finger in the air. "The first group who knows should only be those registered during this wave of transmigrations, and we must strictly restrict the dissemination of this information—of course, we’ve been doing this from the start. Then, we can select some reliable people from this group to be Reviewers. Anyone who wishes to visit an Otherworld or, after evaluation, is deemed suitable to be sent to an Otherworld for a mission, must be covertly observed by these Reviewers for some time before being submitted to superiors for approval. Only then can they be granted permission to cross space-time. This will undoubtedly slow down the implementation of your ’Macro World’ network, Ah Jun, but it will also prevent interference with the normal operations of those thousands of worlds."

That is to say, this could be the largest surveillance network and world chain ever conceived, which should have been gradually established without the general human population noticing. I had to admire Big Sister’s deep foresight; initially, I indeed got somewhat carried away by that awe-inspiring and vast plan, only to forget about protecting the peaceful life of the ordinary people afterward.

"Although it’s a bit of a hassle," Sandora pondered for a moment and expressed agreement, "it could make our surveillance network more covert, and perhaps some actions of the Fallen Apostles could be grasped by us without their knowledge."

I had mentioned that it was just a joy-filled full journey line! It wasn’t supposed to be some oppressive, bloody, military-flavored surveillance network... Well, analyzing problems from a military perspective had become the Battle Song Princess’s instinct, just like Pandora’s violent inclinations, which couldn’t be trained away no matter how hard you tried.

I had never expected that, starting from Qianqian’s suggestion merely intended for "more fun and better entertainment," the discussion would gradually evolve into establishing a Macro World Network. The significance of this network goes without saying; it not only allows certain lucky individuals from various worlds to embark on interdimensional travels, but more importantly, it enables the establishment of a world chain, utterly controlled by the Empire, rooted among the people at zero cost. It monitors the movements of thousands of worlds, provides early warnings about the activities of Fallen Apostles, and even locates their lairs. The role of intelligence networks in warfare has always been immeasurable, let alone such a network that uses worlds as information nodes—the Imperial Intelligence Bureau says the FBI is downright weak in comparison.

"In conclusion, we need to establish a Space-Time Management Center first." As the head of the family, Big Sister made a summary statement, and of course, I was immediately blown away.

"Sis, this department... you’re joking, right?"

"Ah Jun doesn’t like it?" Big Sister blinked in confusion, "Then call it the Main God System, the functionality is almost the same..."

The functionality is a lot different! Okay, okay, the Space-Time Management Center it is then. With all those Ravens around, we’ve got plenty of Magic Girls... Should I design some new uniforms for them?

"The Space-Time Management Center, huh," Sandora seemed to have no objections to this department name; in her view, as long as it was straightforward and practical, "Very good, this department should be subordinate to the Space-Time Management Center, directly commanded by me and Ah Jun on a regular basis. The Space-Time Management Center primarily supervises military space-time channels, ensuring balance among worlds, while the Space-Time Management Center is responsible for obtaining traffic quotas from the Space-Time Management Center, supporting the operation of the ’Macro World’ network, ensuring basic civil movement among various worlds, and also responsible for collecting intelligence uploaded from each world’s information node, of course, this last point is the real duty of this department."

Why not collect some Holy Stone Seed, Wise Man’s Stone, Dragon Ball, or something from time to time?

That’s what I wanted to criticize.

"Hey hey, Ah Jun, Ah Jun," Qianqian really couldn’t sit still anymore (why do I say ’as expected’?), "What about me? What about me? I was the one who initiated this plan, and though you’ve discussed it to a point I completely don’t understand now, I feel like I should have a part in it!"

The last sentence completely exposes your true nature, girl!

"Very sensible," unexpectedly, Sandora actually nodded in agreement, "Even though Ah Jun had similar ideas long before, Qianqian is really the initiator of the ’Macro World’ plan—Qianqian, once the Space-Time Management Center is officially operational, you can help us with the responsibilities of the subordinate world nodes’ intelligence gathering. You have endless time, and this job is very important."

"I must say, for Qianqian, this was utterly a futile promise," given the restrictions set by Big Sister, the Space-Time Administration would need a long time to form an intelligence network, and Qianqian’s enthusiasm surely couldn’t last for more than seventy-two hours. Sandora only offered this distant position to momentarily divert her attention, but, well...

"Alright, alright, Director of the Central Intelligence Bureau, right? Consider it done~!"

But Qianqian, the silly girl, was happily duped.

Perhaps no one could have anticipated that the massive "Macro World" system, which would make thousands of worlds an unbreakable Great Wall and inspire admiration among the gods, would be settled in such a post-dinner chat atmosphere.

Well, maybe one person at the scene thought about it.

The Miss Prophet sitting opposite me, why are you grinning like a fool!

Well, anyhow, that very afternoon, a group of builders appeared next to the World Management Center, and a few hours later, the Space-Time Administration opened for business...

And the basic structure of the Space-Time Administration was established, naturally featuring Sandora and me as the highest-ranking executives. Of course, Qianqian and Big Sister, if they ever felt bored and wanted to meddle, were always welcome. Dealing with these various beauties, I was always at my wits’ end. Beneath the highest executive officers were Asida and Asidora with their trusted Commanders, these Imperial Officers who were very knowledgeable about space-time structures and various forms of space-time travel were the prime choices for the upper echelons of the Space-Time Administration. This layer, in accordance with the general administrative levels of the Empire, we referred to as "Governors". Their duties included deciding on the distribution of transportation flow between worlds and macro-control of the entire "Macro World" network. Below that was the Executor level, the backbone of the Administration and the special forces, all belonging to this level and, besides the original space attack-defense troops, were comprised entirely of Ravens—because I firmly believe a Space-Time Administration without Magic Girls is no good for fans of certain genres.

These Executors handled the specific affairs of the Administration, including managing space channels, fixing small errors during transmigration, and... special disposals.

That is, the Executioners. This force was indispensable, as when thousands of worlds underwent massive inter-transmigration, accidents could not be guaranteed to be absent, and such accidents would definitely be disastrous, like Ten Blades sweeping through Biyang Academy, for instance. At those times, our Executioners needed to take action. This agile and ruthless force was specifically tasked with solving "troubles" to maintain the balance between worlds. They were also the violent arm that ensured the "Macro World" network remained unseen by the general populace. Indeed, if someone attempted to publicly reveal "transmigration" and cause chaos, within about seventeen seconds (the longest period for Asida-Asidora to send a spatial raid into a different space-time), the Executioners’ Arcane Blades would fry your brain.

This force was entirely made up of stoic Ravens, directly controlled by Asida and Asidora. I trust these two Empire Commanders, still relatively untainted by Sicaro, would complete their tasks well and keep those violent Magic Girls in check, after all, I am not a fan of black terror under my command.

Below that were the lower ranks of the Administration, Reviewers, and Special Envoys, made up of a mixture of selected Otherworldly People and Imperial Soldiers, generally distributed at a 1:1 ratio at each node of the "Macro World" network. Currently, all the Reviewers were meticulously selected from the registered Otherworldly People of this transmigration surge, like Shana, who had returned home a month earlier and should’ve already received the interview notification text I sent (with technical support kindly provided by Bubbles). For worlds where suitable personnel really couldn’t be picked, the responsibility had to lie with Xyrin Soldiers, after all, we were establishing an intelligence network, and even just a node shouldn’t sacrifice quality for quantity, right?

To be honest, when we announced this news to the transmigrators and openly began recruiting, the group was exhilaratingly eager to sign up. After all, everyone harbors a dream of greatness, to stand out is a common trait among most intelligent beings, especially when one could be the sole Reviewer among billions in their home world—a sense of pride in becoming the real-world Yukari Yakumo drove these daydreaming ordinary people (if they could still be called ordinary after being under Empire military control for a month) into a frenzy. However, when those black-robed Executioners appeared, shrouded in Arcane Lightning, and made their duties public, applicant numbers dropped to just one-third...

Mostly fearless nerds.

Being a business representative for an import/export company, constantly risking decapitation, how could most ordinarily transmigrated individuals bear it? Fortunately, I quickly explained that these Executioners served just as a deterrent department; as long as everyone adhered to the company’s regulations, we promised not to deploy the Magic Girls first... (To be continued, to find out what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com. More Chapters available, support the author, support genuine reading!)