Bengtie, sandbox development, how did they run out!

Bronya looked at the other person and forced a gentle smile.

"You're going to be late, Bronya. You need to finish reading the financial statements submitted by the engineering team. You have several meetings this afternoon.

Yaoqing Xianzhou has sent representatives to deliver strategic materials to us. We need to record all the accounts and return them later. Oh, there are a few more things..."

Xier urged her while reading out the agenda item by item to her as if she were reciting a text.

Bronya felt like her head was about to explode when she heard about the job content, but there was nothing she could do. Beloberg had just restored order, and all the official structures of the Krippo Palace were still being rebuilt, so she had to take on this responsibility.

As for Xier, it's quite amazing.

She never imagined that the wild girl who had mocked her in the downtown area more than a month ago would become her best friend in such a short time.

Originally, Bronya thought that this guy was the type of person who was rude and unreasonable, and prejudiced to the point of almost hating everyone in the upper town.

But in fact, Xier was just being unreasonable. She knew in her heart that the main source of the conflict that led to Beloberg's blockade of the upper and lower city areas was not the Great Guardian.

Now that the war in Beloberg has ended and the cold wave has receded and returned to peace, what they have to do in the future is to put aside their prejudices and work together to rebuild.

Only a united people can not be defeated. Bronya and Seele both have a strong consensus on this point.

Accompanied by Seele, Bronya went all the way to the renovated Clipper Palace and carried out today's affairs according to the schedule.

When I came to my senses, it was completely dark.

Such a busy life every day has made Bronya lose the concept of day and night.

She glanced at the clock on the wall. When it showed that there was still one system left, it was already 12 o'clock in the morning.

Originally, Bronya planned to finish the work at hand before leaving, but at this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the office door.

"Please come in."

Just as Bronya finished speaking, a small figure pushed the door open with some force and squeezed in cautiously.

After putting down the pen in her hand, Bronya looked up and saw a petite girl holding a thick stack of documents and staggering towards the bookshelf.

The girl has a princess-cut hairstyle with bangs and a round face with a little baby fat. She wears a pair of large round-framed glasses and a little blush on her temples, giving her a weak and shy beauty.

Her name is Pella, which is a very long name. She is the current intelligence officer of the Silver Mane Guard and has been in office for less than three months.

Due to the Buli people's rule over them in the past, the position of intelligence officer was actually meaningless. After all, the Buli people had a very complete organizational structure and possessed an intelligence agency that far surpassed the Iron Guards.

Therefore, over the past few hundred years, the intelligence officers of the Silver Mane Iron Guard were mostly like odd jobs. Apart from relaying Bu Liren's orders, they did not even have the power to assist in judging the battlefield situation.

Pera was unfortunate. She was pushed into this position at a young age and had to face the pressure brought by Bu Liren.

At the same time, she was lucky. Not long after she took office, Bu Liren was expelled.

Now that the entire Yalilo VI has been completely renovated, her talents have found their place again.

"Bronya, I've brought you the Silvermane Guard's equipment requirements, personnel requirements, supplies list, and mecha maintenance plan.

I've already reviewed the content here for you. I personally think it's very complete and there's nothing that needs to be revised. However, if you have time, I suggest you read it again...

Ah, what am I talking about? If you have time, you don’t need me to bother with these things…”

A month of busyness made Pera a little disoriented, but for her, these days were very happy.

After all, there is nothing more joyful than an oppressed people regaining their sovereignty.

"I see, Perla, I'll take a look at it sometime."

Bronya rubbed her temples and forced a smile: "Thank you for your help. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't be able to handle the affairs of the Silver Mane Iron Guard..."

"It's nothing. Compared to these, I have something important to tell you."

"what?"

Pyra adjusted her glasses, carefully considered her words, and said softly, "The Great Guardian has awakened."

"...Mother?"

"The guard wanted to tell you, but was stopped by the Great Guardian. She didn't seem to want you to be distracted. But I think it's better for you to go and take a look..."

Bronya moved her lips, her heart suddenly tense.

After hesitating for a while, she nodded, put on her coat, and said, "I'll be right there."

After walking through the spacious corridor, Bronya arrived outside Cocolia's bedroom.

She took a deep breath, prepared herself mentally, then knocked on the door and walked in.

Cocolia was still lying on the bed, her pale cheeks showed no trace of blood, and her listless spirit made her look particularly weak.

As if sensing a familiar breath, Cocolia opened her tired eyes and looked at Bronya.

Their eyes met, and a strange silence suddenly spread between them.

Bronya was silent for a long time before she smiled bitterly: "Mother, I'm here to see you."

"...Come to me."

Cocolia stretched out a trembling hand toward her. Bronya hurried forward, held it with both hands, and comforted her:

"You are still very weak. If you need anything, just tell me directly."

"I heard from them that you manage Beloberg very well."

Cocolia looked quite tired, but she still managed a smile, "You did a good job, Bronya."

"No, that's all nonsense. There are many things I can't understand at all. You need to get better soon. Beloberg can't go on without you..."

"Sigh... Bronya, perhaps I was too strict with you in the past, causing you to lack confidence in many things and have no clear understanding of your own abilities.

In fact, in my opinion, you have long possessed the potential to be a leader. Now you have the support and support of the people, and you have the ability to lead Beloberg to a better future."

"Mother, you..."

"The Great Guardian's badge is with you, right?"

"Yes! I stole your emblem without permission. According to the laws of the City Builders, you can punish me however you want!"

"...You're not that stupid, Bronya."

Hearing this, Bronya's heart trembled as if she realized something.

The badge of the Great Guardian is the symbol of Chief Beloberg, and he carries it with him at all times, inseparable from it.

Given Cocolia's strict personality, it's impossible for her to just throw the badge on the table so that she can steal it.

Therefore, from the moment she used the badge and ordered the Iron Guards to be loyal to her and revolt together, Bronya had already realized that this was all arranged by Cocolia.

Although the two did not reach a consensus on their views before the war, privately, Cocolia had tacitly agreed to her plan.

From the very beginning, Cocolia was prepared to sacrifice herself and put the future of Beloberg in her own hands.

Thinking of this, Bronya couldn't help but shed tears: "I'm sorry, mother, I'm sorry..."

"There's nothing to cry about, Bronya. We're all still alive, and Beloberg still exists. That's enough."

Cocolia held her hand and comforted her softly.

Fatigue and dizziness made her feel extremely weak. She forced herself to hold on, using her last bit of strength to give Bronya her final order as the Great Guardian:

"Daughter, from today on, Beloberg, I will leave it to you..."

Chapter 144: Favorability Full, Dimension Crossing Unlocked! (5K)

After walking out of Cocolia's room, Bronya still felt a little dizzy.

To be honest, she didn't really care about the position of Grand Guardian.

For Bronya, as long as the Grand Guardian has enough ability to make Beloberg better day by day, then anyone can take this position.

What she is most worried about now is that she does not have enough ability to provide a better future for Bronya.

Now, everything of Beloberg depends on the Star Alliance, and all resources come from Xianzhou's support.

Bronya really didn't know whether Beloberg could continue to develop if it left the Star Alliance.

Back in the Grand Guardian's office, she looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the starry sky.

The night is deep, and the Milky Way is like a white ribbon carefully outlined by the morning star and light, flowing quietly across the boundless sky, dotted with stars, like pearls left behind in the dust of history, scattered across the sky of the universe.

The dancing auroras in the distant sky are like ribbons, drawing flowing tapestries on the sky, as soft as gauze and as warm as fire, decorating the night sky with incomparable brilliance.

Only then did Bronya realize that she had not seen such a sky for a long, long time.

When the Buli people first came to rule the planet, there was only one day every month when the Buli people's sorcerers would dispel the heavy cold wave that covered the sky to celebrate their traditional folk activities.

The lively atmosphere was naturally not shared by the ruled Yalilo people. Their carnival was built on the suffering of the people of Beloberg. In that situation, Bronya certainly did not have the leisure to pay attention to the so-called starry sky.

And during the period after the war, she was so busy with work that she couldn't even squeeze out a minute of rest.

If Bronya hadn't been preoccupied with her own thoughts and hadn't subconsciously glanced at the night sky, it would probably have taken her a long time to notice that the brilliant starry sky had been right above her head.

"Is this what it feels like to carry a heavy burden?"

"My mother has been living like this for the past decade or so. I really don't know how she managed to hold on. It's only been a month, and I'm already so tired I want to give up..."

Looking at the starry sky above her head, Bronya couldn't help but sigh softly, and murmured anxiously: "Can I really be a good guardian of Beloberg?

The next second, a strange yet familiar voice came from deep within her heart:

"Of course you can. You've shouldered this responsibility on your own shoulders. Cocolia has recognized you. From the moment you realized you had to lead the people in rebellion, the title of Great Guardian belonged to you."

This gentle encouragement made Bronya's heart tremble. She knew this voice. When she revolted, the owner of this voice had responded to her prayers.

Although Bronya had tried to call out to him many times without receiving a response from him during this period, she still recognized him the moment the voice sounded.

Bronya quickly communicated with him in her mind: "Are you really a god? The "hunting" star god who saved Beloberg?"

"I may be considered a god, but I didn't save you. It wasn't me who truly saved you, it was you. If you didn't have the resolve to resist, even God would be powerless."

"But it was you and your followers who drove away the wolves. We know very well that even if we resisted, the only outcome would be death..."

"Then consider my response the fusion of your prayers and will."

Bronya was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly.

She continued to stare at the sky, as if chatting with an old friend, and slowly told Shen Yi about the past:

"I have prayed to the sky, to the stars, more than once, but I did not pray for 'hunting', but for 'protection', great Creeper."

"Many, many years ago, long before the cold wave arrived, a group of great city builders came to Yalilo VI and built for us the rumored barrier to resist the "disaster that ended the galaxy."

They emulated Kripa's might, forging machines capable of transforming planets. Hundreds of Creation Engines tirelessly transformed the planet, transforming ravines and hills into plains and forests, and building cities along the coast.

Because of this, for many, many years afterwards, we regarded "preservation" as our only belief, and even the name of our leader was given the title of "Great Guardian."

"But with the landing of the star core, everything changed... In ancient times, there was only one way for the Iron Guard to retire, and that was death."

"The Buli people have enslaved us for seven hundred years. During these seven hundred years, we have prayed to Krippo every moment, praying that the power of preservation would protect us and give us the strength to resist.

But the Star Gods never responded to us. They are gods, and they never respond... until I heard your voice."

Having said that, Bronya placed one hand on her chest, lowered her head, and said in a complicated tone:

“So, have we been wrong to try to get a response to ‘protection’ for hundreds of years? Have we been praying in the wrong direction and to the wrong person?”

"Has the great Creeper abandoned us, as Mother believes? Otherwise, how could she be bewitched by the Star Core and convert to "destruction"?

Shen Yi was silent for a moment, then slowly responded, "Many times, gods don't actually need believers; it's the believers who need their gods. Mortals can't entrust their fate to the transcendent star gods, but must hold it in their own hands.

As for what you said, whether Klipper has given up on you...

Look out the window. Those heaters installed all over the streets, powered by earth minerals, can they really keep out the cold and provide warmth for Beloberg just by relying on things like that?

Shen Yi's words made Bronya fall into deep thought.

Although the other party did not say it explicitly, it was enough for her to think about the answer.

"When, when, when..."

The wall clock struck twelve times, indicating that it was already midnight.

Bronya was attracted by the bell and came back to her senses. She sighed tiredly: "Alas, I still have a lot of work to do. I can't continue to be in a daze. Thank you for listening to me, God.

I know that a simple thank you is not enough to repay this kindness, but at least I hope you can know that my gratitude is sincere. "

Shen Yi did not respond. He stretched out his hands, which only he could see, and rubbed Bronya's soft head.

"Eh?!"

Bronya was stunned at first when the other party suddenly touched her head, and then a blush appeared on her cheeks, and she seemed a little at a loss.