As someone who had transmigrated between two worlds, seen ancient gods, battled against the strongest Supreme Divinities, and acted as the effective CEO for Shen Ying’s sect, Lonemoon suddenly felt like he needed to re-evaluate his knowledge.

　　This was the first time that he was hearing that there were several other planes apart from the one filled with immortals and mortals over there, and the modern one that they were in now. What’s more, the people who were watching over the stability of all these other planes were called managers. They were the ones who were in control of the life and death of all the living beings in their own planes, as well as the interactions with any other plane.

　　“How big is our plane?” He could not help but ask.

　　“Hmm… it’s the entire universe!” Shen Ying answered as she chewed on a slice of cake.

　　“So, your sister is really…” He was starting to have difficulty believing his own ears. Although he had already felt from early on that Shen Ying came from a different world than his own, he did not expect that this would be the reason behind it.

　　“Yes.”

　　“And you are-”

　　“My big sister’s… assistant.” The kind that did not get paid.

　　Lonemoon looked at her once again, then glanced at the locked front door. Still in disbelief, he said, “Why are you scared of your big sister? She seems to treat you quite kindly from what I saw!”

　　Shen Ying pursed her lips, as if she recalled something. Sheepishly, she answered, “If you were thrown among the insect races when you were five to train your body, made to self-study all the disciplines in the Star College at ten, and put in charge of invasions into the plane at 15, you would feel the same way.”

　　Lonemoon’s heart jumped. Insect race… not the kind in the movies, right?

　　“Was she not at all worried that you would be eaten by those insects?” Lonemoon could hardly believe it. “Would she follow you in secret?”

　　“She would!” Shen Ying nodded. “She would follow behind me every time.”

　　“Oh.” I knew it.

　　“Then gang up with the insects to attack me!”

　　“…” Are you really biological sisters?

　　“Wait, didn’t you say that you retained in primary school a couple of times?”

　　“Yes!”

　　“Why?” If she could self-study all the disciplines in the Star College at 10 years old, she was a prodigy! Why would she have retained?

　　“Probably because… I miscalculated the Mother Star’s literacy standard.”

　　“What do you mean?”

　　“For example, primary school children are always taught that one plus one equals two. But if you asked the same thing to a university student, would you get the same answer?”

　　“…” Of course not. “So?”

　　“I accidentally over complicated the questions. My teacher thought I did not respect the questions and gave me zero.”

　　“…” So it was because her perspective was different?

　　Why did he suddenly feel the urge to light a candle for her?

　　“I was young then. Only at eight years old did I understand what was going on, but I had already remained in the first grade for three years.”

　　“…” Alright, our teachers have completely embarrassed everyone in Earth.

　　Lonemoon wanted to ask something else, but Shen Ying suddenly sat upright. That was when he realised that Shen Jing had emerged from the room. She still did not look too good. Her expression remained so cold that it was sufficient to invoke fear in everyone around her.

　　“I couldn’t get in touch with the manager there.” Shen Jing frowned. “Maybe that plane really is a native one – it doesn’t even have a manager.”

　　“There are three ancient Gods of Creation over there. We met them,” Lonemoon anxiously said. “They were the ones who dragged us into their world. Aren’t they the managers?”

　　“They’re just the divine spirits of that accompany that world.” Shen Jing gave him a look that warned him against belittling the managers.

　　“What do you mean?”

　　“There is always a remnant chaos of consciousness remaining in every plane where there was life. One day, that mess would become one with the plane.”

　　“Become one? You mean they would reincarnate as well?”

　　“Yes.” Shen Jing nodded. “Managers are different. We necessarily exist on a higher level than the planes.”

　　“Then can we go back to that plane?”

　　“Before I clarify the situation, you can’t!” Shen Jing’s voice lowered. “But we will settle this score. As for Little Ying…” She turned around to address the woman who was chewing on an apple beside her. “What’s wrong with you?”

　　“Ah?” Shen Ying paused and tilted her head. “What… What’s wrong?”

　　“From the moment I returned, you’ve been eating? You’ve already made six trips to the fridge. Have you not eaten today?”

　　“But I’m hungry!” Shen Ying felt wronged.

　　“Big Sister Shen Jing, she’s always been this way. In the past, Chef would cook a lot more,” Lonemoon added instinctively.

　　Shen Jing scanned him from head to toe. “Who told you that she’s always been this way?”

　　“Ah?” Lonemoon hesitated.

　　As if thinking of something, his eyes suddenly widened.

　　Was she not?!

　　Shen Jing’s expression darkened as she stood up. “Both of you, come in with me!”

　　Once she said that, she turned around and went back into the room.

　　Lonemoon and Shen Ying exchanged glanced and followed her into the room. That was when Lonemoon saw what it was like inside. It was a plane white space that was frighteningly huge. He could not see the end of the room. It looked way more spacious than an average flat was supposed to look.

　　Inside, apart from a pillar that was as tall as his waist, there was nothing else.

　　Shen Jing walked next to the pillar, reached out and let her hand hover over it for a second. The room suddenly lit up. All around, countless screens appeared, displaying complicated patterns and diagrams which Lonemoon did not understand. He suddenly felt like he was in the future.

　　“Both of you, stand over there.” Shen Jing pointed over to her right., where two red spots shone onto the ground. “I want to test your data.”

　　The two of them walked over as instructed.

　　Shen Jing tapped on one of the screens, causing a bunch of data to appear around each of them. There were more than a hundred pages of data surrounding each of them, but Lonemoon understood none of it. Faintly, he could see that the letters “SSS” were written on the last page.

　　He instinctively turned to look at Shen Ying’s. Her data was all warped. A bit further down, all Lonemoon saw was a mess of numbers. At the end was written in red – “Numbers messed up!”

　　“What’s the matter?” Lonemoon looked confused. His heart fell subconsciously. Even the blind would be able to see that there was a problem with Shen Ying. Moreover, it was probably the reason why she felt like eating so much all the time.

　　“Unable to test?” Shen Jing whispered. Her voice was giving Lonemoon the chills. Very quickly, she manipulated the data around Shen Ying. Yet, it remained a mess of numbers. The red warning at the bottom did not disappear.

　　Shen Jing’s expression got darker and darker. A moment later, she seemed to realise something. She turned to tap on the screen beside her. Suddenly, a transparent stage appeared in front of Shen Ying’s face. On it was a round piece of equipment.

　　“I can’t scan it. Try using this.” Shen Ying pointed to the ball.

　　“Body-Scanner?” Shen Ying hesitated. She immediately recognised the equipment and picked it up. “Big Sister, haven’t I always been a 3S body type?”

　　“Hold it!” Shen Jing did not answer Shen Ying.

　　“Oh.” Shen Ying trembled and immediately took hold of the ball, tightening her grip on it instinctively.

　　There was a crack. The precise equipment suddenly broke into a thousand pieces. Faintly, they could see flashes of electric current between her hands.

　　Shen Ying: “…”

　　Lonemoon: “…”

　　She wouldn’t be killed, right?

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