The main shock may be over, but the aftershocks remain.
Lyu will control the development of the situation next, adopting a long-term strategy of slow simmering for the gap between the civilian and noble classes.
As long as she doesn't alarm Emperor Star, she's the crab in the Empire's network, swaggering and unrestrained.
...
Two months later.
Emperor Star, Dimension Ascension Laboratory.
Director Eno, having been busy for half a day, tiredly took off his goggles, turned off the sticky comprehensive protective shield, and sat on the sofa, quietly closing his eyes to rest.
Soft footsteps could be heard nearby.
Daphne, wearing a white coat, walked over with her head lowered, bringing a cup of hot tea.
"You've worked hard."
"Hmm? You haven't left yet? Didn't you say there was a performance?"
Director Eno said with a smile.
