Colonial Suit

"Is it her?" Jules stood up and walked to the window, her gaze calmly fixed on the chaotic starry sky outside. At this moment, her expression and temperament were completely different from usual. There was less indifference, but much more holiness. Her whole being seemed to transcend this mortal world. Even the surface of her body radiated a faint white light. Inexpressibly ethereal and refined. She was Jules… but not Jules. If the old geezer were here, he would recognize that Jules at this moment was no longer human, but dominated by another consciousness, that mysterious, otherworldly woman. She simply gazed out the window, her eyes revealing a dazed, joyful look. After a while, she whispered, "Meng Luo, my dear Meng Luo, you're actually still alive! I never imagined you'd still be alive… This is such a surprise."

"Do you know how excited I am? Meng Luo, I believe you should also feel my presence… To think that after countless years, we would meet in this way. Although you have changed now, I will not mistake your aura. My friend, my partner, my kin. Oh, Meng Luo, I am so happy. I really can't wait to go over and be with you again."

"But now is not the time for us to meet. I can feel the strange aura entwined around you. Is it a new host? Or something else…" At this point, Jules fell silent, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if receiving some mysterious information. After a while, she nodded slightly. "I see, it seems you have your own difficulties. But trust me, dear Meng Luo, all of this will change. Your silence today is only for the sake of rebirth tomorrow. We will eventually transcend the universe and return to the pinnacle."

"And for now, you need to be patient. Wait for me, wait for the opportunity."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Jules said with a slight smile, happily. "Do you know who I saw? That indifferent guy, and coincidentally, my descendant also has a strange relationship with him. It really excites me, I'm eager to know his expression when he knows everything."

"But I believe he will also be happy. After all, this is also his wish. It's just that it has never been fulfilled." Jules lowered her head, a faint blush visible on her cheeks. At this moment, where did she look like an otherworldly fairy? More like a young girl in love. Inexpressibly charming and moving. Her bright, beautiful eyes sparkled with unusual brilliance, as if she was imagining the most wonderful scene.

After a while, she bit her lip slightly, forcing herself to sober up. "Time is running out."

"That old guy is really messing around, disrupting so many rules, I guess he won't have a good time either. And that old woman who's going crazy with him. Have they never considered the consequences? Oh, Meng Luo, I'm not blaming you, you are the best. They are the ones in the wrong. But, if you still have the ability, try to help them. After all, they didn't intentionally become your enemies."

"Hehe, you are such a good person. Then it's settled. I will leave your mark, waiting for the day we meet."

As she said this, Jules' voice gradually lowered, as if she was about to end the conversation. But just as she was about to turn around, a strange thought was transmitted, stopping her. She lowered her head, her blue hair fluttering over her shoulders, and after a while, she replied in a low voice, "Yes, Meng Luo. I still love him. Infinitely. Please don't ask me the same question again, not for this little time, not even for an era, or even for eternity. He is still the person I love the most."

"The universe is destroyed, and eras are reborn. My love for him will never change." With that, Jules flicked her hair, a mysterious smile on her face. Then she walked to the window and lay down again. Her expression was very peaceful and content, like a sleeping princess, waiting for the prince to awaken her. Her wait had already lasted for thousands of years, and might continue. But who could say she wouldn't get it? The beauty of a wonderful dream lies in the fact that the future is always full of unknowns. That is happiness, isn't it?

The room quieted down, as if nothing had ever happened. At the same time, in the universe outside… The storm raged, and the vibration of the universe had become unimaginably violent. Looking around, there were collapsing spatial rifts everywhere, and the energy of the anti-space leaked from them, further intensifying the turbulence of the universe. The energy rule system was extremely chaotic, and almost all physical rules had failed. If there were humans here at this moment, their blood would flow backwards, their hearts would jump out of their bodies, and even their bones would become extremely soft. This was not destruction from the outside world, but the result of the rules. Just as gravity makes apples fall, it was an indisputable truth. This was an irresistible change. Unless someone could transcend the constraints of the universe's rules, there would only be extinction in this endless chaos.

However, the old geezer and the old woman were not doing well either. They stood in the storm, seemingly calm, but their bodies trembled almost imperceptibly. In just a few minutes, their energy had dropped to a dangerous level, which could affect the stability of the projection at any time. In contrast, they found that they could not stop this disaster. In fact, this destruction was initiated by the old geezer, so he would naturally leave a backup plan. This was where he was. The position he was in at the moment and the position of the mercenary pirate mothership were very special. If one had to explain it, it was like the eye of a storm. The storm was incredibly terrible, but who had ever seen the inside of it? In fact, the horror of a storm is often reflected on the outside, while its interior often has a safe space. This place is called the eye of the storm.

The position where the old geezer and the mothership were located was such an eye of the storm.

It was also the only place under the starry sky that was not affected by the destruction of the rules. In this eye of the storm, the binary energy rules of the universe still maintained relative integrity. It would also not interfere with the operation of the mothership. However, this was not without a price. The price was that the old geezer had to pay more energy and more precise control. It should be known that the destruction of the rules could not be exempted, and even the old geezer could not do it. So he could only plan a safe zone before the destruction, which was the so-called eye of the storm. Because it was a pre-arranged thing, the old geezer could avoid the destruction from coming to the eye of the storm through a series of adjustments. But because of this, the old geezer had to avoid the destruction from chaining to the position of these eyes of the storm while destroying the rules. Without a doubt, this was almost an impossible task. After all, the rules of the universe were too extreme. Even modifying some 'rib' parts required the old geezer to do his best, so how could he guarantee that the disaster would not spread? To put it bluntly, if the disaster spread, even the old geezer himself would die instantly, let alone that he had to take care of the eye of the storm.

But the universe was so magical that there was really a solution. That was the guidance of the rules. It was mentioned earlier that the old geezer's method of destroying the rules was to cause chaos by continuously modifying some 'rib' rules. And these 'rib' rules had another name in the knowledge of the universe mercenaries, that was 'medicinal primer'. The medicinal primer was the beginning of causing the disaster, but what would happen if the 'medicinal primer' itself was grasped? The fact was that if the 'medicinal primer' was grasped and happened to be maintained at a controllable level, then rule chaining would not occur in the stable area of the 'medicinal primer'. That was to say, as long as the old geezer grasped the stability of some parts of 'light', 'atmosphere' and 'gravity'. Then the space in this stable area was relatively stable. This was the secret of the eye of the storm.

Of course, it sounded simple, but it was difficult to do. After all, the 'medicinal primer' caused the rules to be disordered, and it was not easy to maintain stability in this endless chain. Moreover, the chain of rules was absolute. Once it affected the area that the old geezer had preset, even if he came in person, he could not reverse the situation. So to achieve all this, one had to make precise preparations in advance, massive amounts of energy, and constant mental control after the destruction occurred. All this boiled down to only two words, 'pay'. Payment and consumption were directly proportional. How much one had to pay meant how much one's body consumed. So don't look at how majestic the old geezer was before, collapsing Green Rain's Mana Rhizome Maze with just three sentences, but only he himself knew the difficulties and dangers, oh, and the old woman.

The starry sky shook, as if a photo had been turned over. In an instant, the entire universe was like boiling water, with collapsing spaces and roaring storms everywhere. Standing in the center of the storm, the old geezer's forehead was faintly visible with sweat, and his left hand was tightly holding the old woman's right hand. The blue veins on the back of his hand were exposed, revealing his nervous mood. No one knew that to cause this destruction and maintain the short-lived eye of the storm, he had given everything. At this moment, he had reached the end of his rope. As long as it lasted for another five minutes, no, even three minutes. His projection would immediately shatter, and his body would also suffer irreparable damage. But he still could not give up, because he was right in front of him. The Mana Rhizome had not completely escaped. Once he restored the rules, he might give up all his previous efforts.

"Don't continue," the old woman next to him clearly felt the old geezer's condition. She couldn't help but persuade him.

As an assistant, her consumption was less than the old geezer's. Naturally, she could maintain a better state. But this did not hinder her concern for the old geezer. She knew very well that the old geezer could not hold on any longer. If he forced himself to continue, the result would only be disaster.

"No…" The old geezer gritted his teeth. "Just… a little more."

"Do you want me to be a widow?" The old woman was immediately angry and shouted loudly. "Damn old bastard, stop right now! If you babble any more, I'll give you a good beating!!"

"Humph." The old geezer's face suddenly turned pale, but he still stubbornly shook his head. The old woman was so angry that she was about to take the initiative to cut off the connection. But at this moment, an abnormality occurred… A Mana Rhizome ignored the ubiquitous storm, rushing towards the two like lightning, and did not retreat even when the branches and leaves were blown away by the storm along the way. In just an instant, it came to the two of them.

"Be careful!" The old woman's face suddenly changed drastically. She shouted anxiously.