"...What do you mean you just slept on the terrace outside and dreamt of the people on the Lost Home, and you even feel like you're quite familiar with them?"

On the ship bridge of the Mass Effect, Baili Qing's facial muscle groups once again reached their peak activity for the day—her eye twitched upwards by at least four pixels, and her tone carried a hint of amazement.

Though she didn't say it directly, Yu Sheng could read a bit of "Can you just chill for a day, man" from those four pixels.

You know, Yu Sheng himself felt a bit awkward, especially after seeing Baili Qing's eyes, glazed over with exhaustion… He thought of advising her to take a break, only to remember she was indeed on a break right now. Although taking a vacation on the front line was a bit questionable, he still didn't have the heart to say more.

Scratching his cheek, Yu Sheng finally spoke, "First, don't ask me for the principle, you already know how reasonable things happen to me. Second, don't ask if I can replicate it; if I could, I wouldn't be here talking to you. I'd just call that bandage woman a couple more times and ask her myself…"

At this point, he cleared his throat twice, his hand on his chin, "I came to you to inquire, is this person I described one of those legendary Ancient Saints? Those who followed the Lost Home to the cosmic border and never returned."

Baili Qing and Hong exchanged glances, and on the other side, Master Yuan Hao thoughtfully spoke first, "Bandages, black clothes, female, holding a lantern, appearing in something like a mirror medium—when I traveled to Terra years ago, I did hear local scholars mention such a person..."

"Agatha, Gemini Stars, Mirror Protector, the Envoy of Night, Cold, and Remains," Hong slowly began, then continued, "Based on your description, this is the only person I can think of."

Just as Hong finished speaking and before Yu Sheng could respond, the ship bridge doors suddenly opened, and a short figure ambled in.

Erin, opening the door, caught a sentence or two and blankly looked up at Yu Sheng, "Huh? Are we having company now? So many people coming?"

"What a mess. I just had a dream and am trying to find someone to interpret it," Yu Sheng said while bending down and casually lifting the little thing onto his shoulder, "Did you get to tour the space battleship? Any thoughts?"

"Couldn't see anything; they didn't show me anything," the little thing pouted, "I just wanted to see what that macroelement reactor looked like. Just climbed onto the railing and the two United Army soldiers serving as guides were almost passing out from staring—boring. Hey, you had another weird dream? I missed it this time. What did you dream about?"

Yu Sheng was still mulling over the long list of titles Hong just mentioned, marveling at how these Ancient Saints have so many titles, when he suddenly paused at Erin's words, as if remembering something.

"Wait a minute, I suddenly remembered," he turned his head to the little thing on his shoulder, "You were originally created by an Ancient Saint from the Lost Home, right? You even directly received the task of receiving the Omen Goddess from the Puppet Progenitor, right?"

Erin blinked, although she didn't know why Yu Sheng suddenly mentioned this, she instantly felt proud, "That's right! Not to brag, but I, Alice Puppet, have been around a long time! I'm super impressive, you know?"

"Agatha, does that name ring any bells?" Yu Sheng reached out to take the little puppet from his shoulder, using both hands to hold her up by her arms, "Wrapped in lots of bandages, wearing black clothes, sometimes holding an antique lantern..."

He described to the little puppet what he had seen in his "dream".

Erin listened, looking confused, initially having no reaction upon hearing the name Agatha, as her fragmented memory had no such recollection. But when she heard the word lantern, her expression changed subtly, as if muttering unconsciously, "Their lanterns were really precious, would never let me touch them."

Suddenly, several pairs of eyes fell on the little puppet.

"What, what do you want," Erin straightened up suddenly, looking warily at the surrounding people, "I don't remember much, you guys know that, back in the day I perished with the Omen Goddess, my soul was shattered."

Yet Yu Sheng seemed not to hear the latter part of her words, furrowing his brow as he casually asked, "Two? Two people?"

"Yeah, Agatha is two people, Gemini," Erin scratched her head, her memory being much like her thoughts—prone to connection issues and lacking focus—but sometimes, when connections were made, she could naturally blurt out incredible things, "You only saw one?"

Yu Sheng nodded, "I only saw one, and it was quite fuzzy."

"...It's possible they were overlapping again," Erin mused, "Sometimes they're each other's shadows."

After saying this, the little puppet fell silent again, as if her memory had again disconnected.

"This Ancient Saint is one of the more low-key ones among the Ancient Saints," Hong continued, "In the early years after the second Singularity Explosion, during the unstable years of the world, she was tasked with maintaining the boundary between reality and illusion, and protecting those Spiritual Energy Users afflicted by the 'Old World Nightmare Syndrome' due to overly sensitive souls. After the world stabilized, she rarely appeared before the public."

"There's another theory suggesting she was actually the 'Death God's Messenger' during the Old World," Baili Qing added, "She was responsible for guiding souls and guarding cemeteries—but there's not much information on this part, so I'm not very clear."

Yu Sheng furrowed his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flickering as if pondering something.

Then he recalled the words passed on before the other party left.

"She also mentioned that the Lost Home has now sailed to some Void Boundary," Yu Sheng murmured, "She also mentioned something about an engine or something… do you guys have any thoughts?"

This time, everyone exchanged glances, but no one spoke up.

"Looks like it's gone," Yu Sheng mused aloud, then muttered after a moment, "I have a feeling this isn't ordinary... The Ancient Saints have been out of touch with this world for many years. You all say it's because they're patrolling the cosmic border, maintaining the world's operation or something, but the more I hear from Agatha, the less it sounds like just a simple patrol?"

Master Yuan Hao hadn't spoken much from the beginning, and now he just stroked his chin thoughtfully before turning to look out the observation window.

The Black Star hung high, still quietly orbiting along the original path of the Saint Realm.

This ever-elusive "Shadow of the Celestial Body" remains steadily in the material world, a truly incredible phenomenon.

"In any case, this happened after the Black Star appeared in the present world," the old soldier suddenly broke the silence, "Daoist friend Yu Sheng often sees the image of the Black Star in illusions, and the key to breakthrough is likely here."

Luo Yi raised an eyebrow next to him: "Do you have any suggestions?"

The old soldier conjured a fan from who knows where and waved it in front of himself: "I suggest that after the new type of probe is ready next time, first have Yu Sheng perform some spells, imbue it with Spirit Storage, and then send it to the Black Star, perhaps there will be results."

"Huh? My boss can do spells?"

"...I meant he should put some blood on it, sounds more elegant."

"Oh oh."

Yu Sheng watched this scene nearby, feeling quite subtle for a moment.

How to put it... An Artifact Refining Master from the Feiyu Star Domain and a tech warlord from the Black Dot Group brainstorming together until now, and the final suggestion is whether he should smear some blood on the probe, it feels like the server is down, the company called a bunch of experts for engineering diagnostics, and the thought process here is still stuck on whether to try a restart, while the chief engineer has already donned the Daoist Robe...

In contrast, Baili Qing and Red next to him seemed much more composed.

Their calmness wasn't because one was expressionless and the other had their eyes closed, but because it was indeed necessary to burn incense when the Mechanical Soul of Boundary Land was displeased—from the perspective of "the machine not working has to involve some mysticism", Yu Sheng's blood at least had some vigor.

But anyway, the design ideas for the next stage of the Black Star's probe were just haphazardly decided like this.

Yu Sheng still seemed a bit preoccupied though.

A big fluffy tail curled over from the side, gently brushing against his back.

"Savior," Hu Li said softly, although there was a bit of half-asleep drowsiness on their face, their expression was particularly serious, "if you're going to board the Lost Home then, take me with you."

"...Alright."

"I'll be your guide!" Erin said happily, "Let me tell you, I'm so familiar with that ship, I knew everyone on board when I hadn't lost my memory, although now I don't recognize the way..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

As always, he truly envied this little creature's carefree attitude.

At that moment, the door leading from the ship bridge to the hallway suddenly opened again, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway, interrupting Yu Sheng and the others' conversation.

Luna had returned—with numerous Artificial Saintesses and Brass Knights hastily evacuated from the Saint Realm along with the United Fleet's transport ships, she had been sent by Yu Sheng to assist in settling things and facilitating communication, and now she seemed to have finished the task.

Luna walked straight toward Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng was about to raise his hand to greet her, but noticed something from the demeanor of this Mechanical Girl—even though Luna's expressions usually didn't change much, the face now was actually more animated than before.

"What happened?"

Luna looked at Yu Sheng and slowly, deliberately spoke, "We may have found the Pasture Star."

Yu Sheng: "?!"

"Oh wow, how did you find it with the C-type buckle?!" Erin exclaimed, "The experts at Boundary Land seemed like they hadn't figured out that Star Map Array yet?"

"A sister, body there, Pasture Star," Luna said slowly, "her soul entered the Great Cathedral."