CHAPTER 397: CHAPTER 39: YOU TWO ARE LIVING TOGETHER NOW?!

"Bloodline Awakening? Each race had different ways to deal with Bloodline Awakening, but they were mostly similar."

The Starlight Body answered Yila’s question calmly, sitting across from Yila and said, "Generally speaking, there were two solutions: one was to interrupt the Awakening, and the other was to let it proceed."

"The former could recover quickly, while the latter would take some time. But mostly, it could be made safe by *eating something specific*... This was summarized between races, belonging to their wisdom."

Yila opened his mouth slightly...

"However, I didn’t know what a dragon needed to eat."

Before Yila could ask further, the Starlight Body continued, "Regardless of the solution, I didn’t know exactly what to eat."

*Wasn’t that the same as not saying anything...*

Yila thought, the only thing he knew was that it was indeed necessary to go to the Dragon Realm now and understand things clearly. Originally, he planned to go with Satan Ye after arranging things in the Main Plane.

"I understood, thanks."

Yila said, preparing to spread his wings and directly go to the Silver Moon Tree Court, then teleport to the Dragon Realm from the World Tree’s Dragon Branch... But the Starlight Body stopped him—

"Wait a minute, there’s something important concerning the next calamity... Millen once again prophesied the next calamity, which was an unknown calamity to me."

Staring at the Starlight Body, Yila hesitated before sitting down again. He looked at the piles of books around him and asked, "So, where is Mille Milyan now?"

*Since there was intelligence about the next calamity, it would be good to listen...*

"Handling matters in the theocratic country... But Millen’s words were simple; I could briefly convey them to you."

Explaining, the Starlight Body gathered Mana in his hands. Blue-purple flames appeared and he said, "Burning blue-purple flames filled the vision... just like this."

The way Mana directly formed an image was indeed impressive.

"What did this signify? The world was going to get hotter?"

With Yila’s questioning, the Starlight Body shook his head... he didn’t know either.

Like Yila, the meaning was uncertain.

In this aspect, Yila and she were on the same page regarding intelligence... Which meant they knew nothing, even though the information suggested as much, they were still uncertain of what it represented.

"Well, even with this knowledge, I couldn’t do anything... let’s wait and see..."

Yila sighed, quickly spreading Tipcapu’s wings and disappearing from the theocratic country’s study... Blue-purple flames? A completely unknown calamity.

But knowing it in advance was always good.

— Yila’s body divider line —

"Knock knock~"

"..."

"Come in, just leave it by the window."

Responding to the window-knocking sound, Raphael said while holding a cross in her hands, kneeling on a soft cushion... Then she opened her eyes to see a drone knocking at the window.

A bag hung below the drone...

With Raphael’s permission, the drone used its mechanical arm to unlock the window and placed the plastic bag by the window, just as Raphael instructed.

Then, the drone quickly flew away...

The convenience of this world exceeded everyone’s imagination; those who entered Yila’s body... already knew their situation, aware they were in Yila’s soul.

Interestingly enough, almost no one complained about being contained within Yila’s body, unable to reincarnate... even if they didn’t know about the World Tree’s anomaly at that time.

*After all, this world was truly comfortable... With resources almost at the level of "enough to waste," no oppression or obvious class differences existed.*

*Over such a long time, whether it was Raphael, Tipcapu, or others who came into Yila’s soul due to death, they had already begun adapting to this world’s beauty.*

*They also understood that this was the world Yila intended to create.*

...

Dividing four watermelons among four people was relatively simple... Dividing a hundred watermelons among a hundred people would present various issues, even more so dividing ten million watermelons among ten million people.

No matter what, striving for fairness always led to problems, then... *

*Simply "dividing one trillion watermelons among ten people," ensured those ten people would be satisfied... because the watermelons would never be finished.*

Even if someone theoretically deserved a trillion watermelons but only received ten billion, they wouldn’t mind... because the watermelons would never be finished.

*Here, the watermelons were specific and local, but the reality was complete and comprehensive.*

*Thus, there would never be a situation of "I care because I want to sell the watermelons to others"... because the satisfaction threshold was there; if someone aimed higher, they needed to strive harder.*

*If they didn’t strive, it still far exceeded the "satisfaction" threshold.*

...

"What a wonderful world... Tipcapu, dinner’s here."

Raphael sighed, opening the bag to reveal two servings of rice... a meal called covered rice, still hot due to the absurdly fast logistics.

With Raphael’s call, Tipcapu, having just washed his hair, walked out with damp long hair, wrapping a towel around his head while responding, "Coming, coming~"

A fragrance could be distinctly smelled from Tipcapu’s hair...

Indeed, Tipcapu seemed very adapted to this world, feeling connected to Yila’s activities, making him the main source of outside information for everyone here.

Of course, many others arrived due to death, providing considerable intelligence.

But clearly, it could only serve as conversation material, because after arriving here... matters of the Main Plane were irrelevant to everyone. Was this good or bad?

"Raphael, what are you thinking? Not eating?"

Already munching, Tipcapu looked at Raphael, who seemed deep in thought, and casually drank black fizzy water, staring at the simulated starry sky, speaking, "I’m going out tomorrow to hang with old friends."

Here, "friends" referred to the monsters that died in the sea calamity... Although unspoken, sacrifices were made.

"Before that, can you ask Yila for me?"

Raphael requested, looking at Tipcapu, pleading, "I want a Starlight Body to return there... to fight for the world!"

Tipcapu: "..."

But this world was really comfortable... however true, Yila was still fighting.

"Okay, I’ll ask him... if possible, I also want to go back."