Meanwhile, the White Eagle Summit concluded smoothly, without any unexpected incidents like a Dimensional Rift suddenly opening and swallowing everyone whole.
As a result, Elysia had established connections with a group of "big shots" that most ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of meeting. Upon closer reflection, however, she realized she might actually be the biggest shot among them.
Whether these connections would prove useful in the future remained entirely uncertain.
After the summit adjourned and Elysia returned to the White Tower, she immediately complained to Baldy Burke, "Those presidents from the smaller countries were such attention-seekers!"
Their antics included, but weren't limited to, grabbing a bottle of wine, announcing, "Miss Elysia, I salute you!" and chugging it down in one gulp.
Others performed magic tricks in public, told stand-up comedy routines, or even did tap dances.
It was truly hard to believe that these were heads of state behaving this way.
Ultimately, these leaders undoubtedly achieved their goal: leaving a lasting impression on Elysia. What if, sometime in the future, White Eagle decides to provide aid to a small African nation? Elysia might suddenly recall, "Oh, right! I remember the president of that country telling jokes at the White Eagle Summit."
And who knows? That aid might just end up going to their nation.
At such a grand and solemn occasion as the White Eagle Summit, who would willingly play the fool and perform stand-up comedy unless absolutely necessary?
This was simply the tragedy of small nations. These leaders were pulling out all the stops to secure even the slightest potential benefit for their countries.
Baldy Burke casually remarked, "Lady Elysia, you needn't concern yourself with those people. Frankly, you don't need to pay any attention to anyone except the other four major powers."
Burke's words reinforced a stark reality for Elysia: weak nations have no diplomacy.
Meanwhile, after the summit concluded, high-ranking officials from various countries immediately relayed their impressions of the White Eagle Summit and their assessments of the newly appointed White Eagle Eight back to their respective governments.
The Second World Nations unanimously agreed: she was exceptionally approachable, making it worthwhile to cultivate a positive relationship with her to strengthen ties between their countries and the White Eagle.
Third World Nations overwhelmingly concluded: she was a benefactress! It was time to scramble for her favor and cozy up to her.
The Five Great Powers held slightly more nuanced views. Great Britain's Minister of Foreign Affairs reported to the Queen: "She's an exceptionally naive, kind, and adorable young girl. Perhaps we can use her as a lever to fleece the White Eagle."
The Chairman of the European Union's Superhuman Association commented: "She's a clumsy, silly girl, as clueless as a graduating university student."
A general from the Bear Nation remarked: "Her strength is extraordinary. The White Eagle has produced another powerhouse capable of single-handedly facing an army. We must be cautious."
Finally, Xuehua called Director-General Kong Zhiwang of the Dragon Nation's Bureau of Anomalous Investigations: "The newly appointed White Eagle Eight is an incredibly charming young woman with a wonderful personality. I predict that during her tenure, the White Eagle's external aggression will significantly decrease, and its relations with other nations will greatly improve."
Of course, Elysia remained blissfully unaware of these strange and varied opinions. The next day, instead of reporting to the White Tower as scheduled, she secretly slipped away to the open-air venue in the city center, the very place Robin and her group had rented.
The venue owner stood at the entrance, watching the bustling activity inside as people bustled about preparing for the concert. He sighed heavily. "Ah..."
Even though Chu Xingyu had ultimately secured the venue at a "discounted" rate, the owner knew that breaking even was essentially the same as losing money.
In truth, whether Chu Xingyu paid a "discounted" price or nothing at all, the venue had been forcibly rented out. How could the owner possibly be happy about that?
As the venue owner continued to lament, a delightfully cute voice rang out from behind him. "Are they preparing for a concert here? Can I come in and watch?~"
"I'm sorry, miss, but the venue has been booked. No unauthorized personnel are allowed inside..." Despite his misgivings, the owner maintained basic professional courtesy. He turned to address the speaker, and the moment he saw her face, he froze in shock.
The pink-haired girl stood with her hands clasped behind her back, leaning forward slightly. A hint of curiosity and playfulness danced across her face as a gentle breeze lifted a few strands of her hair, causing them to sway in the air.
The moment the venue owner saw her, it felt as if a ray of sunlight had pierced through an icy winter landscape, bathing him in warmth and chasing away the chill that had settled deep within his bones.
As a Florida native, how could the venue owner possibly fail to recognize Elysia? He stammered, "L-L-Lady Elysia?!"
In the next breath, he blurted out, "Come in! Of course, you can come in! You're certainly no mere bystander!"
With the owner's permission, Elysia strode confidently through the main entrance. Unbeknownst to her, the moment she disappeared inside, the venue owner whipped out his phone and frantically searched for the official website of the Church of Elysia.
"I want to join!"
He had always known of the Church of Elysia, but until now, he had scoffed at the bizarre religion. Who would worship a living person?
Now, his skepticism had vanished.
How wonderful...
Inside the venue, Shu Cat was diligently working while simultaneously chatting with his colleagues and slacking off.
At first glance, it seemed absurd—how could anyone possibly focus on work while goofing off? But Shu Cat was living proof that it could be done.
Most people would need to pull out their phones to slack off, right? Not Shu Cat. He had a private chat window only he could see, using his Super Ability to flood group chats while working.
Shu Cat: "Ah, the thought of seeing another free Robin concert makes me so happy!"
Shu Cat: "Seriously, there's no job more awesome than this! Hahahaha!"
Red Cape Hero (Lü Heng): "Aaaah, I'm so jealous! I really want to go too!"
Shu Cat: "Sigh... Too bad, someone wants to come but can't~"
Red Cape Hero: "Stop taunting me! Aaaah, I'm so pissed!"
After a brief pause:
Shu Cat: "Holy shit!"
Shu Cat: "Holy shit holy shit holy shit?!"
Red Cape Hero: "?"
Invincible Bro: "?"
Today I Want to Eat Soup Dumplings: "?"
Shu Cat: "Holy crap, I just saw the new White Eagle Eight!"