As a one-foot-long baby fish, the maximum liquor Lil Pea could withstand was between one to two drops. The basement in Becky’s house had once stacked at least ten tons of spirits, and even if the vats had been removed, there was a still a strong wine smell. Lil Pea had become woozy in no time. When she finally left the basement, she was still groggy for a long while. She raised a pair of sacred flame and giggled, offering to the flames to anyone she saw. At last, Nangong Wuyue found herself out of option. She summoned an aqua sphere and put the little one inside.
Seeing Lil Pea making flame with her hands, Becky felt it incredible. “Mr. Landlord, look like your daughter has learned many things, eh? Sanba taught her?”
Hao Ren forced a smile and looked around Becky’s living room. The last time he was here was more than a month ago. However, due to the busy schedule and a series of major incidents, he felt time crawled. He felt at home when he finally saw the familiar Holletta style surroundings and the mercenary girl. There were some changes in Becky’s house; the most eye-catching one was the addition of a 42-inch LCD TV in the centre of the living room, and a laptop on the writing desk next to the TV. When these two things were sitting among a pile of exotic furniture, the contrast was nothing short of artistic…
Meanwhile, Becky had already informed Ophra of the arrival of the ‘reinforcements’ through a dedicated magic communication device. She turned to greet them. “Everyone please take a seat as we are waiting for Marshal Ophra to arrive. It’s a big deal this time. Let’s lay out our plans before we do anything.”
Everyone was seated and the maid brought refreshments to everyone. The maroon-haired maid should have only come to work at Becky’s home recently, was an unfamiliar face. She seemed to be very curious for the strange guests that emerged out of the basement. From time to time, she quietly observed these people with the corner of her eyes as they chatted jovially with the ‘Legend Mercenary’. Hao Ren gave the maid a friendly. He then pointed to the TV and computer in the living room. “You have a colourful life there. So have you got used to using them?”
“Yeah, now my life depends on them,” Becky smiled. “Thank you for sending these things. Otherwise, the life of the nobles here is totally horrible… there are feasts and cocktail parties all the time, sometimes the king would summon me to discuss some real serious businesses that I couldn’t understand. It’s not as fun as going to the ruins and risking our lives in the past.”
“Who was the one who busting with excitement for being a noble back then?” Lily teased. “And boasting for hours in banquets all the time without needing to drink a single drop of water.”
Becky twisted the corner of her lips. “The excitement has worn off. Now I’d rather watch the cartoons than going to those parties.”
Y’zaks was studying Becky’s TV and computer curiously. He noticed that they were placed on the modified traditional Holletta furniture but to accommodate cabling and parts they were carefully modified so that cables could be routed from the underside of furniture to a sparkling alchemy device nearby. Y’zaks was full of curiosity. “You didn’t use the generator that we gave to you? Why did you change the equipment?”
“The generator was too noisy and it had got a little problem. The dark elven technicians have not been able to fix after fiddling with it for days. So I got myself something more innovative,’ said Becky proudly. “This thing is linked to a magical circle behind the house. I asked the vice president of the Magicians Association to make it, modify the magic formula of the lightning trap, and improve the energy cycle and the supply mechanism so that it could produce a stable current output. Then using druse to produce the voltage regulator and transformer, coupled with an alchemical AC-DC converter… the power supply problem is solved.”
Hao Ren was dumbfounded. He did not understand how that magic worked, but he could somehow see that Becky seemed to have done an incredible thing!
Just as he expected, Becky continued. “We also have many awesome alchemy technologies here, such as in long-distance communication, public lighting, ventilation ducts and drainage pumps used in mines. However, their applications are not that common. But this energy conversion system that I and the vice president made and some scholars call it an… Controllability of Energy Standard. The king is going to allocate fund to study this thing… Why are you people staring at me?”
Lily sized up Becky, saying, “Finally someone has done what traverser should do. So apparently you are the protagonist?”
Becky was confused. “?”
Meanwhile, Hao Ren was lamenting quietly. He had been going around the worlds with his bunch of weirdoes, travelling to countless alien planets. By that standard of traversers, they were already at the apex of that definition, yet they had not done a single thing a traverser supposedly should do—building alien infrastructure, conquering the world, holding alien exercises, and even spreading the paper- and glass-making and metallurgy. Hao Ren had all the while thought that his was the true traverser style; little did he expect to see the real template of traverser was actually Becky herself. He could not help but recall the moment when Becky arrived at his home and said she would like to start an inter-world trade and then built up her influence…
“You’re on the wrong boat,” Hao Ren sighed as he patted on Becky’s shoulder, lamenting. “You would at least be a protagonist in any other team, and live to the end of the script.”
Becky still could not make head or tail of it. “?”
Bored, Nangong Wuyue went to fiddle with Becky’s laptop, was curious to know what website on earth a person in the otherworld would surf. After scrolling a few pages, she shouted, “What are you doing browsing Taobao in this world?”
Becky pasted a smile. “Just for fun… Can you bring over some food factories the next time you come?”
“Let’s not talk about that now. Shall we focus on the matter of The Cult of Origination?” Hao Ren smiled and motioned Becky to be more serious. “Haven’t you heard anything on your side? Any progress?”
Speaking of The Cult of Origination, Becky turned serious. She sat up straight and made a wink at the servants in the living room. The servants immediately closed the door and left. Then only Becky said, “Let’s me start from the beginning. After you left, the whole continent started a campaign to hunt The Cult of Origination and similar cults. Not only Holletta was at it, but also the Northern Empire and the surrounding tribal countries were doing the same.”
“That’s quite a scale,” Vivian was a bit surprised. “Wasn’t it supposed to be confined to Holletta?”
“That was because two major events were attracting the attention of all people in the world. The first event was the two ‘miracles’ that you had done i.e. the lifting The Volcano of Dusk and the giant trees of life into the sky. The Disciples of Glory took that opportunity to viral the saying that the power of the Goddess had returned to the world and began to punish the heretics; they took this opportunity to launch a crusade against The Cult of Origination. The second event was the royal city assassination incident. The after narrative of this incident was that the Goddess had intervened directly with her divine power to protect the Pope, and thwarted the spell of the cult instantly. However, this incident still shocked the countries in the world. As you know, Disciples of Glory is the only recognised Orthodox Church in the world. The Pope is deemed the pope of the whole world. His assassination has shocked the believers all over the world. Whether they like it or not, all countries in the world started hunting The Cult of Origination,” said Becky, revealing a smile. “The incident has transpired in a way a little beyond our expectation, but the overall it’s in the right direction. The Cult of Origination has developed their influence outside the Kingdom of Holletta. They remained mainly active in Holletta because most of the relics of the Goddess are in the kingdom, but they have also established a number of strongholds outside…”
Speaking of this, Becky took out a large map from under the table. She laid the map open. There were many small dots on the map. Becky pointed to the marks. “The Northern Empire has discovered that a spinoff of The Cult of Origination, The Holy Church of Origins, has spread to Darzin Province. There are secret altars and activities of The Church of Origin in the werewolf tribal nation, the dark elven enclaves, and Eventide, the city of the Blood Clan. To tell the truth, even the Pope was shocked. Marshal Ophra has also lamented that The Cult of Origination has becoming scarier than ever that they are like a thousand-year-old thorn (a plant native to Holletta); the part above the ground may not be very obvious, but down underground is an endless web of roots. But fortunately, people all over the world are joining effort together; they have almost done digging up the roots.”
Lily looked at the map and said, “Becky, long time no see and you look like an expert with the map.”
Becky scratched her hair and smirked. “With this prop in hand, it’s easier to get close to her when she is here.”
Hao Ren had expected this. He could not help but sigh. “You are really persistent, eh? I think you two should just become lezzies.”
Becky flush. “Marshal Ophra is an ancient species, highly drug-resistant, and it’s not easy to drug her…”
Everyone was shocked beyond words.