Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 371 Time-Space Exile

She unusually didn't wander around; instead, she was downstairs gesturing and discussing something with the shop owner.

The two would glare at each other on the busy street from time to time, and then they would gesture wildly.

Miya Xing watched from upstairs for a while before slowly walking downstairs.

The shop owner didn't even turn his head, only saying that there was food in the kitchen, before turning his attention back to the street.

Miya Xing stopped without disturbing them. Rui Bu Si seemed to sense something and turned around. He was about to greet her with a smile when the shop owner quickly patted her on the shoulder, and she turned back.

He didn't go to the kitchen; he wasn't used to the food.

Of course, the range of foods he could get used to was limited even on Quark Star, let alone here, which was separated by countless time and light-years.

He patiently waited until Rui Bu Si finished her business, then stood beside her and looked at her: "Aren't you going out to play today, my lady?"

It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because when she did, she glared at him through gritted teeth.

Miya Star is innocent.

"No." The tone was curt.

After spending these few days together, Miya Xing could already glean some information from her tone of voice.

For example, the current unusual situation is mostly due to a lack of money.

"Not a single penny left?!" That's way too fast.

Huangwu glanced at him again.

"Ahem," she wisely refrained from continuing, "Then, sir—"

He asked softly, "Do I still have a chance to stay by your side instead of being abandoned here?"

She wasn't very interested: "If you say less, maybe you'll get something."

Miya Xing tugged at the corner of her clothes again, and the other person looked over impatiently, her eyes widening suddenly.

There were some coins in his hand.

To prevent her from overthinking, Miya Xing made a disclaimer: "These are what you gave me before."

Huangwu has never really been familiar with this kind of thing.

"Mr. Carrington will give you many times more when you get back."

Speaking of this, she picked through the coins and put them back into Mia Xing's hand: "Write to Mr. Carrington and ask him to send some money quickly, I need it."

"Ok."

She left happily, but returned in the evening with another person, looking gloomy.

Miya Star had never seen this person before.

But his experience as a cute knight, and the restless driver, told him that this person was a member of the Dark Clan.

Soon, another task issued by the system confirmed this:

[Ding-dong~ Congratulations on triggering the second quest: The Lord of the Dark Desert.]

She was also called the Demon Lord, just like Ruibusi.

Miya Xing had very little impression of him.

He is the form of a black magnet, and the gloomy duchess said that he and Ribusi had a good relationship.

However, after investigation, the words of the gloomy duchess are not entirely credible.

Her understanding of other spirit stone forms was far less than she had imagined.

The Black Magnet was affected by Nyarlathotep's Tears, which caused the Dark Emperor's left eye to become visually impaired.

So this Demon Lord of the Underworld must have excellent eyesight (?)

"We're packing our things, we're leaving." Her mood was quite complicated. The Dark Emperor had only given her the mission last night, and her partner had already arrived today.

The efficiency is quite high.

Fortunately, Mingmo did not come here alone.

He also brought money, a lot of money.

The desolation lessened somewhat in its aversion to this new task.

"The Sori race are abandoning their perfectly good planets to embark on a spacetime wandering..." This is the useful information extracted from the Dark Emperor's long speech yesterday.

"I thought the Emperor was indulging in wild daydreams again, trying to defeat all his opponents through imagination." She didn't hold back her words in front of acquaintances.

Of course, the most important thing is that Mingmo doesn't have the bad habit of tattling.

"Why not have Yin Sen sign this contract? If you want to break the contract someday, just let Yin Sen reincarnate." Convenient, easy to use, zero cost and no burden.

"The Emperor means that the contract is in our favor."

"You mean the Soli tribe exiled themselves, and before doing so, they even signed a contract that was detrimental to themselves?"

Mingmo nodded, and glanced at Miya Xing, who was diligently packing her luggage beside him.

Seeing that Huangwu didn't react, he quickly looked away.

"Do you think I'll have a chance to come back here and continue shopping after we sign the contract?"

She was wondering if there were any conspiracies or tricks involved, or if the Dark Emperor was deliberately sending them.

Considering the Dark Emperor's current strength, she quickly ruled that out.

no way.

Unlike the gloomy cycle of reincarnation where there is no pressure and they are like consumables who can immediately come back to life after dying.

If they die, it would be a huge undertaking for the Dark Emperor to recreate a form from the spirit stone.

He doesn't have that many rolls to waste right now.

If they do exist, we'll make sure they realize their full value before they die.

“No,” Mingmo answered decisively, “The Emperor wants you to go back as soon as possible; he has something new that he needs you to do.”

"I?"

"Ah."

"without you?"

"Correct."

There was no one else there.

"Yes."

That was terrible; she suspected that some sinister person was saying things behind her back that were bad for her.

Exile in time and space... or, to put it more elegantly, time travel.

Individuals have always been able to leave their current universe and choose to travel through time and space after applying for, being evaluated, and signing a universally recognized magical contract.

Time is vast and boundless, and the development of time travel is immature and unlikely to mature. Few people can return safely, and no race has ever traveled as if it were a death sentence.

The Solli, having no experience with time travel, are like humans still living in the Middle Ages, without magic, venturing into the universe alone without any special clothing.

He couldn't even leave the solar system; he could only watch helplessly as his home planet remained unreachable.

Oh wait, this analogy doesn't seem to take the breathing problem into account at all.

Even traveling from one planet to another can cause acclimatization problems due to energy changes... What are the Solli people thinking?

"Their Grand Elder went mad, so the other elders followed suit and went mad too?"

The wasteland wasn't worried about the Soli tribe tricking everyone before they left.

This agreement, which requires the joint signature of all the major magical races in the universe, is clearly intended to prevent the Solli race from actually possessing some secret to surviving in time travel, which in turn could influence their dominance in various timelines.

This possibility is extremely small.

But just as it sounds absurd and laborious to think of the Dark Lord killing everyone in the universe, it's not entirely impossible.

"Aren't the Solli people good at time travel?"

After having nothing to say or anything to complain about, Mingmo and the other people left.

Miya Xing asked questions without any reservations.

"Hmm? Never heard of that. The Soli tribe is skilled at bringing the dead back to life and is also good at fortune telling, but I don't think it's accurate."

Miya Xing knew without a doubt that she was calculating her fortune.

He did not ask any further questions about the Soli tribe.

What were you and the shop owner gesturing about today?

"Oh, the Destians can tell the magical race of someone just by looking at them..."

"You're learning this?"

Magic that doesn't belong to the same magical race is not easy to learn.

Moreover, different types of magic have vastly different energy requirements and energy flow. Even though the Dark Clan and the Quark Clan are extremely similar, not many Quark Clan members can learn the Withering spell.

Even if you learn it, it's best to use it sparingly, otherwise it may negatively impact your driving skills.

"uh-huh."

It's clear she doesn't have any concerns about that.

"Any results?"

The shop owners are so enthusiastic; they must have figured something out.

“Ah,” she stared at him, looking him up and down, like someone sitting at a doorway watching passersby, “you stand there.”

He stood obediently in place.

He then performed the corresponding actions according to her instructions, and used the driving mechanism.

"I see it."

"what?"

"Not a human being."