Star Iron: Cat Renaissance Abundance

Qingque couldn't understand what Bai Ling was saying after he started talking about more than one system. Although he had no intention of listening from the beginning, he found it funny to see others trying hard to write down what Bai Ling was saying. An average person can speak about 800 words per minute. Although Bai Ling didn't speak fast, he roughly counted and it was only 600 to 700 words per minute.

But Bai Ling's words were compressed, and it took Qingque ages to translate them into plain language. Furthermore, the more Qingque listened, the more she felt Bai Ling was speaking like those old pedants, complicating things when they could be simple. Even if she tried to remember the previous sentence, she wouldn't have time to remember the next one.

It's not just Qingque, most people here are like this. They just remember one sentence, and then the next sentence comes. After they finally remember the previous sentence, they forget it again.

They simply stopped trying to remember anything and directly felt the power of destiny manifested by Bai Ling to see which one suited them best.

Qingque scratched his head, then glanced at the robin. Well, like him, his eyes were filled with confusion. Sunday, however, who was sitting behind the robin, looked as if he had gained some understanding. Then Qingque looked at Qing, who had her eyes slightly closed, as if she, too, understood something.

Qingque glanced at the time. Wow, it had only been less than two system hours. Qingque suddenly felt that time was passing very slowly, much slower than in class at school. Although sitting on this lotus platform was quite comfortable, he could not hear any sound other than Bai Ling's voice.

Qingque changed to a more comfortable position and began to doze off. After all, whether or not you could fall asleep was one thing, but whether or not you could sleep was another.

Bai Ling opened his eyes and saw Qingque lying right below him, and a hint of anger rose in his heart. How could you still slack off at this time?

Well, if I don’t slack off, I’m probably not a green bird.

Bai Ling did not stop preaching, but he could not let Qingque have an easy time. Bai Ling moved his fingers slightly a few times, and Bai Ling drew out a trace of the imaginary internal energy rotating around Daoxuan Palace, and then climbed up along the veins onto the lotus platform where Qingque was lying.

Qingque only felt that he was more energetic, but Bai Ling's voice still made him very bored, so Qingque was too lazy to open his eyes. He just thought that he was sleepy in class at school. His mind fell asleep, but his body did not.

Qingque felt as if he were floating on the surface of the sea, rising and falling, tumbling and stumbling. Or as if he were floating in space, adrift and without any rules or regulations. But Bai Ling's voice still surrounded him.

Qingque pinched his face, but felt nothing. Well, he probably fell asleep.

But outside, a trace of ethereal power had unknowingly appeared around Qingque.

Bai Ling felt a little strange as he watched Qingque about to face a fate of nothingness.

It shouldn't be like this. Nothingness shouldn't be like this. Meaninglessness, laziness, and giving up are the manifestations of nothingness.

Our bluebird is very capable, but it just likes to slack off.

Bai Ling recalled some descriptions of nihilism in his previous life: a belief that the existence of everything is wrong and should not exist. They are committed to destroying everything and letting everything return to nothingness through physical means. Of course, in Bengtie, this is definitely destruction.

The other is the stereotypical nihilism, believing that all existence is meaningless, so they simply do nothing, care about nothing, and devote themselves to living like hermits. A typical example of this is the current IX, the most invisible among the Star Gods, who doesn't care about anything and never glances at anyone.

The vastness of nothingness is enough to accommodate all star gods, so all one and two conditions are met.

Bai Ling felt that if Qingque was to embark on a destiny of nothingness, becoming a "Void Envoy" would definitely not be a good thing.

A long time ago, Huang Quan described the Void Envoy to Bai Ling like this: Only by completely accepting and embracing nothingness, and getting rid of nothingness in "personality", pursuing existence, and reaching the IXth Agency, can one become a "Void Envoy".

Bai Ling moved his fingers and dispersed the inconspicuous force of nothingness, but it reappeared beside Qingque and continued to revolve around Qingque.

At this time, Qingque found himself feeling a little strange. This dream was a little too dark, and even through the dream, he could hear Bai Ling's vague voice.

Qingque was shocked. No, Bai Ling's voice shouldn't be so unclear. After realizing this, Qingque woke up suddenly, and then found himself sitting up for some reason, drooling.

Qingque quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked up, and found that Bai Ling was looking at him coldly.

Qingque saw that Bai Ling didn't move his mouth, but the sound of Bai Ling preaching could still be heard around.

"Listen carefully, don't think that I won't kick you out just because you're from the Immortal Boat!"

Bai Ling's majestic voice exploded in Qingque's mind. Qingque suddenly felt dizzy, and then found that he was still in the same position as before falling asleep.

"It turned out to be a dream within a dream." Qingque wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, then looked up. Bai Ling's figure was still as blurry as before, and the power of destiny and the strange vision around him were still there.

After experiencing this, Qingque no longer had the desire to sleep. Since he was awake, he might as well listen carefully.

It’s definitely not that I’m a coward, absolutely not.

Qingque entered that mysterious state again along with Bai Ling's voice, but this time Qingque suddenly found that he could actually understand what Bai Ling was saying.

At that moment, Qingque suddenly felt a faint movement in her heart. She could sense imaginary energy flowing slowly there. Subconsciously, she reached for her chest and touched the token Fu Xuan had given her. The token felt warm to the touch, engraved with intricate, ancient patterns. The once ordinary token now exuded a heart-pounding aura.

After carefully sensing it, Qingque was surprised to discover that this flowing power actually carried an extremely strong hunting force! Before this, no matter how she fiddled with and studied the token, she had never noticed such a clear difference. Why could she now clearly sense this powerful and mysterious imaginary energy? She wondered if it was the work of a divine messenger.

Just when Qingque was full of doubts, he came back to his senses from that mysterious state. When his eyes refocused on what was in front of him, he was stunned for a moment - the original vague figure had disappeared, and instead, there was a huge colorful energy body formed by the interweaving of many different destinies!

Qingque saw a sharp sword flying out from the energy body and heading towards his eyebrows.

This sudden change made Qingque scream in surprise, but fortunately, there was already an invisible barrier surrounding her, effectively blocking out her screams.

Qingque didn't die as expected, but instead received a warning from Bai Ling: "This is a minor punishment, but a major warning. Don't do it again!"

As Bai Ling finished speaking, the colorful energy quickly dimmed, and the sword that had attacked her vanished, revealing her true form. Seeing this, Qing Que hurriedly and fearfully apologized to Bai Ling. After receiving her forgiveness, she no longer dared to be distracted, instead devoting herself wholeheartedly to understanding her destiny.