Chapter 1145 - 895: Perfect Timing

When Suolin returned to the Time Bridge, everyone gathered around her.

Walter was particularly anxious as he looked at Suolin, "Child, are you alright?"

Suolin shook her head, "I’m fine."

Only then did Walter relax, "After you left, we immediately recorded an unexplained temporal disturbance. There’s evidence to suggest that there was a divergence in the time you were about to enter, is that correct?" Walter asked.

"Yes, there was a divergence in time," Suolin said.

This was the so-called rules of time. Although it concerned future events, as long as Walter guessed correctly, Suolin could tell him. However, if Walter guessed wrongly, Suolin couldn’t reveal a word.

"Regarding this issue, we’ve also conducted some research. We believe that the gene repair injection we gave you caused you to accidentally enter another timeline, one where history is in disarray—a completely chaotic timeline," Walter said.

"A gene repair injection could cause such a thing?" Suolin found it hard to believe.

"Yes, that’s the marvel of time travel, because the passage for time traveling is specifically designed for you. The injection made you very different from before, which is why this happened. But don’t worry, we’ve fixed the problem. Next time you travel, you definitely won’t enter a confused timeline again!"

Since their last defeat, the Ancient Mage Tower had once again gone missing. However, if it were just the disappearance of the Ancient Mage Tower, it wouldn’t really matter. Within the Ancient Mage Tower, there were still many of Long Yi’s spies, who constantly sent all sorts of information about Elma to Long Yi. This naturally included two things.

Alma was recruiting talents everywhere; Elma had already found a solution to the magic resonance.

Regarding the latter, Long Yi was not worried because that’s how magic opposition worked. If you have a solution, I naturally have stronger measures. What truly piqued Long Yi’s curiosity was the so-called talents that Elma was recruiting. Some were interstellar pirates, others were notoriously infamous bandit leaders. It seemed that this time Elma really cared about combat experience.

This was not good news for Long Yi, but when he saw a particular individual’s name among them, Long Yi laughed.

Lyd Jon.

Wasn’t that the name of the Red Skin big brother?

With Elma’s experience, he shouldn’t be unaware of the relationship between the Red Skin big brother and Long Yi. Seeing as he was still trying to recruit him, the intentions seemed quite profound. Was he planning to buy loyalty with a hefty sum or planning to directly control him through some special means?

Long Yi decided it was best to make the trip personally. He wasn’t certain about others, but he knew that this Lyd Jon was quite a character. Although Long Yi confidently believed no one could trouble him, he somewhat hoped this guy wouldn’t get involved in these murky waters.

Thus, after notifying Ai Lin and the others, Long Yi immediately headed to Red Star alone.

Yes, this place had just been renamed Red Star not long ago, and Lyd Jon had even brought most of the Red Skin Clan to this planet.

Most of these Red Skin people were very resilient, adept at enduring in silence, and once they were set on something, it was difficult to persuade them otherwise. Most importantly, they were highly united. Long Yi had always believed that such a race, given a chance to grow, would be limitless in the future. And it proved true; now the Red Skin Clan had Red Star as its center, with commercial influence spreading over dozens of planets. And Lyd Jon, the former Red Skin big brother, had been elected as the new leader of the Red Skin Clan, with a status equivalent to an Emperor!

However, Long Yi thought it wouldn’t be difficult to meet this Emperor, especially when the person responsible for introductions realized it was Long Yi, and immediately took Long Yi through the Imperial passage straight to Lyd Jon’s room.

At this time, Lyd Jon was already waiting there. Seeing Long Yi appear, his excitement was beyond words.

"Big Brother! You finally came!" Lyd Jon’s excitement was genuine. In his heart, without Long Yi, there would be no today for him. The first time Long Yi met him, he helped him to become one of the top pirates. And the second time, by assisting Long Yi with resources on several resource-rich planets, he made connections with many influential figures using the funds provided by Long Yi. This rise of Red Star to its current scale could be said to owe a great deal to Long Yi!

Listening to Lyd Jon’s endless words of gratitude, Long Yi just chuckled. He didn’t bother with false modesty; if you credited him with the achievement, he would acknowledge it, as it was easy to say.

"Big Brother, you came this time for..." Lyd Jon dispensed with the formalities and went straight to the point. He knew Long Yi’s character well enough to realize that without an important reason, Long Yi would never show up.

"I wanted to ask you..." Long Yi had not finished speaking when the communication device in the room suddenly transmitted the voice of a guard, "Clan Leader, a person claiming to be an emissary from the Ancient Mage Tower seeks an audience with you!"

Long Yi smiled, and so did Lyd Jon, for this was precisely what Long Yi had intended.

"Shall I go and kill him?" Lyd Jon was utterly loyal to Long Yi, not caring in the slightest about opposing the Ancient Mage Tower.

"Don’t trouble yourself, in fact, I’d like to see exactly what these fellows will propose to you. Meet with him for now, and no matter what conditions he offers, don’t rush to agree or refuse," Long Yi said.

As clever as he was, Lyd Jon immediately understood Long Yi’s intentions. "Big brother can watch from the next room, I’ll handle him."

With that, Lyd Jon pressed against a spot on the side wall, which immediately slid open, and Long Yi entered what was a very spartan room. On one wall was a transparent array, through which one could see the other side.

"Call him up!" Lyd Jon sat behind his large desk, picking up a document to read. After a short while, the envoy from the Ancient Mage Tower ascended the guest elevator, and four guards exited the elevator with him. Two of the guards stood by the elevator, while the other two escorted the envoy to Lyd Jon, saying, "Clan Leader, the envoy from the Ancient Mage Tower has arrived."

Lyd Jon lifted his head, revealing a wide smile, and said to the envoy, "It must have been tiring to travel from afar, my dear envoy. How about you rest for a moment while I finish up this little bit of work?"

If it were in the past, the envoy’s response would likely have been two words: "Not good!"

But times had changed, and the status of the Ancient Mage Tower was not as firmly established as it used to be, particularly after suffering consecutive defeats against Long Yi. There were even rumors going around that the Ancient Mage Tower was no match for Long Yi—and at present, that seemed to be the truth. Therefore, of course, the envoy could not say "not good," but instead, he replied with a grin plastered on his face, "Of course, your work is very important, Clan Leader."

The envoy sat on the side, quietly waiting for Lyd Jon, who cast an apologetic glance at him and immediately immersed himself in his work. The room fell silent, aside from the sounds of pages turning and breathing.

For the first few minutes, the envoy from the Ancient Mage Tower managed to keep his smile, occasionally glancing at Lyd Jon. Gradually, however, the smile faded from his face, and the frequency of his glances towards Lyd Jon increased. Half an hour later, he fixated his gaze on Lyd Jon, trying to pressure him with his stare.

But Lyd Jon did not even lift his head, deeply engrossed in his work—and he was indeed working earnestly. In fact, if he kept at it, he would not finish even by the next day.

At this point, the envoy could barely restrain himself. He was about to speak when he rose to his feet, but at that moment, Lyd Jon also closed the document he held, stretching mightily, "Ah... whew... finally done!"

Instantly, any hint of dissatisfaction disappeared from the envoy’s face, and a smile once again occupied his features, "Clan Leader, you are indeed quite busy."

With full apology in his voice, Lyd Jon replied, "I am truly sorry, my dear envoy, for letting my mundane affairs delay your important mission. Now that they’re settled, what urgent matter do you have?"

Lyd Jon stepped out, turned towards the sideboard, and took out a bottle of amber-colored liquor, as well as two glasses. As he popped the cork, the fragrance of the wine filled the air.

"The truth is, my visit is upon the orders of the Master of the Ancient Mage Tower, Ailma, to deliver a letter of appointment to you," said the envoy, pulling out a metal cylinder from a personal space. He opened the cylinder to reveal a paper inside, with a handwritten letter from Ailma.

Lyd Jon chuckled, took out a pair of gloves from his private space, and donned them before taking the letter.

"What is the meaning of this, Clan Leader?" asked the envoy somewhat discontentedly.

"No offense, it’s just that I’ve heard the Ancient Mage Tower has been fiddling with Crystal Poison recently, and I haven’t lived enough yet, so I dare not touch your things. Please understand, my dear envoy," Lyd Jon replied with a smile.

The envoy had no retort to this statement. The dangers of Crystal Poison were evident to anyone, and the Ancient Mage Tower’s research into it was not secret; the Semi-Crazy Demons had even launched a war over it. Lyd Jon’s caution was entirely reasonable.

Bowing his head, the envoy sniffed the richly fragrant wine, then took a large gulp. A warm, slightly bitter flow coursed down his throat, opening up all his pores.

"Good wine!" the envoy praised. Such a wine could certainly not be found within the Ancient Mage Tower, and if it were, he would not have had the chance to partake.

"Master Ailma appoints me to be the Commander of the Ancient Mage Tower’s military forces? Have I misread the letter, or did you bring the wrong one?" asked Lyd Jon with a smile, after reading through all the contents.

"You have not misread, nor have I brought the wrong one. It is indeed the invitation from the great Master Ailma," the envoy said. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to vote for it and offer monthly support on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)