As expected of Uncle Sambo, he's awesome!

Belloberg,

Cripper Fort.

In the Great Guardian's office.

Cocolia was already drenched in sweat.

What happened?

Why did the sound from the star core completely disappear?

Before, it would whisper in my ear every minute and every second, so why is it so quiet now?

just like……

Is he already dead?

Could it be that those extraterrestrial visitors have already sealed the star core?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

If that's the case, they don't need to see me at all.

It must have been some minor accident that caused it to be temporarily unable to contact me.

nothing!

Everything will be alright!

Despite trying to reassure herself, she still paced anxiously back and forth in the room.

If something really happens to the star core, wouldn't that mean the new world it talked about will vanish into thin air?

Not only will all previous efforts be in vain, but Belloborg and all his people will also be completely wiped out by the cold wave.

And her daughter,

Her favorite Bronya

She too will perish.

this kind of thing,

We absolutely cannot let this happen!

Just then...

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Cocolia was overjoyed!

The star core is fine!

Very good!

After some discussion, they seemed to have reached some kind of agreement.

Cocolia also regained her composure as the Great Guardian.

"Someone come here!"

The door slowly opened, and Pera walked in.

"Great Guardian."

"Pera, go and call Bronya here."

"I need to talk to her."

"Forehead……"

Pera didn't move or speak; her expression seemed hesitant.

Cocolia immediately noticed Pella's unusual behavior and frowned as she asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Commander Bronya hasn't returned yet."

"?"

Cocolia glanced at the time, a hint of doubt rising in her mind.

Strange.

Although she's off today, she should have been back by now at this time!

Recalling the tone of her voice when she spoke to her earlier, Cocolia seemed to understand something and sighed.

Well, today is her day off anyway, so let her have some peace and quiet.

I'm sorry, Bronya, but Mom is only doing this for your own good.

You will understand my good intentions once you become the mother of the new world.

Having cleared her mind of distractions, Cocolia said calmly:

"Forget about Bronya."

"Go and inform those extraterrestrial visitors that I have time to meet with them now."

"yes!"

Ciallo～(∠・ω＜)⌒★

Belloberg,

Goethe Hotel.

Xing closed her bedroom door and asked with a puzzled look:

"Strange, didn't the Great Guardian have something to attend to?"

"Why do you suddenly have time to see us again?"

"It made me turn over the trash can halfway and then run back."

"What's so strange about that? I've finished dealing with my business, so I have some free time now."

"That Xi Yao, she doesn't answer the door when I knock, I don't know where she's run off to again."

"All you do all day is run around aimlessly instead of doing anything productive!"

On March 7th, with his hands on his hips, he seemed somewhat displeased with Xi Yao's sudden disappearance without a word.

"fine."

"At least we don't have to worry about her causing trouble while we're talking."

Dan Heng crossed his arms, his expression completely calm.

Walter adjusted his glasses, which had no prescription, and said:

"In any case, it's a good thing that the Great Guardian is willing to see us."

"Without the support of local forces, our pioneering journey will be extremely difficult."

"As for Xi Yao, her way of thinking is beyond our comprehension."

"Xi Yao must have her reasons for doing this."

"We just need to focus on doing our own thing."

"Let's go, it's time to see that Great Guardian."

Xing rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath:

"She has no logic to it; she just wants to have fun."

"A naturally evil black-haired brat!"

"One day, I, Wang Dahe, the Galaxy Baseball Man, will defeat you with my own hands!"

Xing brandished his baseball bat, looking quite imposing.

"Be careful! Don't break the vases here!"

As soon as March 7th finished speaking, Xing, who was wildly swinging his baseball bat, hit a vase in the corridor.

"Bang!"

"Snap!"

"..."

Xing scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

March 7: (¬_¬)ﾉ

Danheng: ...

6!

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Ciallo～(∠・ω＜)⌒★

Cripper Fort.

Outside the prison walls.

A man with bluish-purple hair and flamboyant clothes peeked out and furtively looked around.

After confirming that no one was around, Sangbo silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I, Old Sambo, also have some real skills.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult to get out of this Beloberg prison.

Really.

Those two are truly despicable; they even betray their own people!

No, I need to stay away from them, otherwise I might get scammed!

Decided!

I want to go back to the lower city!

They're never coming back until they've resolved the Star Core crisis!

Play it safe and develop your strength cautiously, don't be reckless!

Ah!

Having made up his mind, Sambo tiptoed around, just about to slip away.

However, as soon as he turned around, he froze, his eyes filled with terror.

just because,

Spark and Xi Yao were standing on either side of him, smiling as they looked at him.

Oh my god, I ran into a ghost around that corner!

"No way?"

"Again?"

"You can't just keep targeting old Sambo and causing him all the trouble!"

Sambo let out a desperate wail.

"Huh?"

"Uncle Sambo, what are you saying?"

"Xi Yao doesn't know~"

Xi Yao tilted her head slightly, looking completely innocent.

"Even Spark doesn't know~"

On the other side, following Xi Yao, Huo Hua also made the same expression.

……

Oh my god!

I'm truly impressed!

They clearly tricked me, but they're pretending to be stupid here!

They got the benefit but are now acting innocent – ​​that's just plain stupid!

Old Sambo was very angry.

It's also quite frustrating.

Who let his mask end up in Spark's hands?

It's like fate has been seized by the scruff of the neck.

What else can he do?

We've got no choice but to give up.

He appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, he was at his wit's end.

Seeing Uncle Hantui's resigned look, Xi Yao and Huo Hua finally decided to stay in Bengbu.

"Hahahahaha!"

I have to say, it was really funny to see Uncle Cold Legs get his comeuppance.

However, we can't keep targeting him alone and causing trouble for him.

That would be too pitiful.

Okay, actually it's because we need him as a tool.

Hehe~

In short, Xi Yao gave a cute expression and said:

"Both Spark and I are delicate, helpless, innocent, lovely, and kind girls."

"We are now facing difficulties."

"Won't kind Uncle Sambo help us?"

Spark also tilted her head, gazing longingly at Sambo:

"It definitely will, right?"

"Uncle Sambo?"

……

They're treating me like a laborer!

Fine, fine, as long as you don't mess with me, I'll be a laborer.

"Speak, what do you want me to do?"

"We'd like you to take a few people with you to the lower city."

Sambo paused for a moment, then asked with a strange expression:

"You want me to take those nameless strangers to the lower city?"

"Great!"

"As expected of Uncle Sambo!"

"You guessed it right away!"

Xi Yao smiled and gave a thumbs up.

……

That was a good compliment, but don't do it again next time.

Xi Yao's praise made him feel like a dog playing a paper towel and carrot game, and being praised by its owner after choosing the right item.

Sambo thought about it briefly and then decided to agree.

Anyway, taking a few people to the lower city area isn't a difficult task.

As for why Xi Yao and Huo Hua help those nameless guests, what does that have to do with me?

I, Lao Sangbo, am just an honest and upright small businessman who just wants to do some small business.

As long as those two old men don't mess with me, I'm fine.

Of course, we can't completely ignore it either.

Sambo has firsthand experience of the sheer madness that Sparks can create.

Xi Yao and Huo Hua can get along well, so their relationship probably isn't very good.

If they are really allowed to play freely, Ariello VI might get ruined.

I've been here for so long, I've developed feelings for it.

If possible, he still hopes that the script for Ariello VI can have a happy ending.

Poor old Sangbo is going to be pranked by his own people again, and he has to keep a close eye on these two old men.

This is tricky!

So, to the young people of Belloberg!

There is no such thing as a peaceful and carefree life; it's just that someone is bearing the burden for you.

"Holy crap! No, no, no!"

Old Sangbo, who was pretending to be deep in thought, looked up and saw Xi Yao and Huo Hua each holding a large hammer, staring at him with unfriendly expressions.

Holy crap, two ghosts are banging on the door!

If those two hammer blows land, I might die.

Old Sambo wholeheartedly returned to his usual carefree and jovial self.

"Okay, okay, I agree!"

"Won't I make things too difficult for you?"

Xi Yao stared at him with a smile.

Sambo glanced at the giant hammer held in the air and quickly shook his head with a smile.

"No, no!"

Xi Yao and Huo Hua quickly put away their hammers, and at the same time said in a soft, sweet voice:

"Thank you, Brother Sangbo~"

"Brother Sangbo is such a nice guy~"

The speed at which he changed his expression was so astonishing that even Sambo, who was also a masked fool, could only sigh in amazement.

6!

Oh my god!

Amusement God above!

Meeting you two is truly my blessing!

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