How Can My Hyakki Yagyo Be So Cute

Midchelda Space-Time Administration World Observation Center.

"Report to Lord Roland that we have just lost two outposts of the third world (management of the inner world), 80927 and 80928."

Because it has not been able to fully recover from the last twenty-five rebellion and foreign enemy attack, many important function room staff have squeezed into the main control hall, so the current main control hall seems a lot busy.

A staff member dressed in uniform and looking slightly young hurriedly reported the information he had just received to one of the highest-ranking persons in charge of the World Observation Center.

Originally, he was just pulled up, but in the end Roland, who was inexplicably mixed into the boss of the club, was still the same decadent appearance before. With an electronic cigarette in his mouth, he frowned and nodded and passed it to himself. Intelligence on the terminal.

"It's just a small world on the edge of the Pacific Ocean. Don't panic." He breathed out a puff of white smoke and quickly scanned the detailed information above: "That kind of wilderness is almost our time and space administration. The edge of influence is over, and any new civilization has quietly developed to an interplanetary level, and it is normal to kill our outposts."

"It's better for you to pay more attention to it."

Suddenly, a sound accompanied by the mechanical sound of the airlock door opening sounded behind him.

Roland looked back and found that the person who came was actually one of the twelve youngest popes in the Order, Sami Alfred.

"Does the great figures of the Etherian Order come to this place for any advice?"

Although in that war, the two of them stood on the same side as a kind of comrade-in-arms, but whether Roland’s current World Observation Center or his previous status as a concubine, he didn’t really wait to see the group of Etherites. Always talkative guys.

"The flow of ether is abnormal."

Sami Alfred was not angry because of Roland's unfriendly attitude. As he always did, he couldn't see any expression in the hood, but his tone was unexpectedly heavy.

In Roland’s memory, this big figure of unknown race and gender has never shown such obvious anxiety. Even in the last foreign invasion, the other party seemed to have anticipated the existence of Xu Shenxing who could save the situation. In the end, he looked calm and unwilling.

"In the records of the Order, the ether has never been in such a state of instability since its existence." Sami Alfred said in a deep voice, "something is about to happen. That is this multiverse, which has never appeared. , Never experienced, never faced, completely unknown state of affairs."

"Since it is a completely unknown state of affairs, it means that it is not 100% bad, right?"

Roland, who felt his brain hurt, tried to make himself more optimistic about the status quo.

"Do you believe this?" The other party neither affirmed nor denied it, but said slowly: "It's not that I am alarmist. You still pray hard now, hoping that the unknown situation is not a catastrophe that endangers the entire multiverse."

"How can the structure of the multiverse be so fragile? Even if only a few worlds die, it cannot threaten the overall balance..."

Roland first retorted in a low voice, but then remembered Xu Shenxing's performance in the previous war, and even he became a little uncomfortable: "Well, it shouldn't be a threat, right?"

As a result, his voice did not stop, and the report from the observer was again received on the personal terminal.

Except for the initial loss of contact between the "outposts" of the two worlds, the "outposts" and observation points of several worlds in the border zone have successively lost contact with the Space-Time Administration.

"Damn it, won't there really be any disaster..." Roland smacked his lips, with a solemn expression, and asked the other staff members: "Are there executive officers performing tasks in those worlds?"

His subordinates immediately became busy, constantly inquiring about the movements of the current executive officers.

After a while, they came to the answer.

"There is an intern executive officer who is on a mission in the 80927 world, but he also lost contact with us. The last message we received from him was..."

The staff member paused, then a puzzled look appeared on his face: "'The door of the void is opened.'"

"Void..."

Sammy Alfred snorted softly.

In the teachings of the Etherian Order, the void appears earlier, longer and the original existence than the ether, but compared to the orderly ether, the void means "nothing" and "chaos", analogous to a **** If it were, it was probably the most ancient and powerful evil god.

"I will go back and apply for the mission's fleet to expedition to those border worlds." His voice came from under his hood, and Roland swore that he had never heard such a cold and inhuman tone from the other party: "Please, please You can also lend a hand for a little help. If it doesn't work, at least make sure that the dimensional navigation channel leading to those worlds will not be disturbed."

"I will try my best."

Roland originally wanted to reject it subconsciously. After all, the Space-Time Administration is currently in a state of vitality. The remaining legions are basically stationed in the Midchelda homeland. Except for a group of executive officers, almost none of them can be dispatched. Demonstrated combat power.

But even Roland vaguely sensed the seriousness of the situation, and ultimately did not directly reject the other party's request.

Alfred nodded, then turned and left the main control hall without looking back, probably rushing back to the Ether Cult to prepare for the expedition.

After all, even if he is one of the twelve popes, the Etherian Order is not his one word. It is about expeditions to other worlds, and naturally requires the cooperation of other popes.

After watching the other party leave, Roland sighed heavily again, he massaged his aching head, and then opened his eyes as if he had made a decision.

"Send the order, let Sixty-two Sylux come here..." At this point, he paused, and then shook his head: "No, no need. Send him a copy of the data just now. Order him to go to the'Special Surveillance World' and inform that one of the current situation."

After speaking, he asked again: "Where is the seventh seat now?"

"Report, the seventh seat cannot be contacted at the moment... We have retrieved the track of the seventh seat in the record, and found that its track is a bit strange, according to the opinions of the expert group..." The staff seemed a little unspeakable. There was a pause: "That adult should be lost."

"It's really lost!" Roland was stunned for a moment. He didn't even notice that the e-cigarette in his mouth dropped: "Didn't we install a dimensional beacon for her? That guy's road idiot has surpassed science and law!" "