"Tea?"
Inside the Subspace Flyer, Bailey—the AI core—waited quietly, her digital eyes flickering with anticipation. She was ready to leap into drama at any moment, but for now, she held back, savoring the tension.
Andrew Han glanced at the Yarlowe Star-King with a peculiar look.
"Mm." The Yarlowe Star-King spread his hands in mild resignation. "That old fellow just loves talking things over."
Hearing this, Andrew Han froze in place, blinking in surprise.
He dreaded those sudden silences... The Yarlowe Star-King, in his silver robes, was once a royal prince of the previous Cosmic Ancient Kingdom, before the Light Clan Incident.
But honestly, he had no idea what to say... After all, the Spark-Heritage Zone's mission is 'Everyone a Dragon'—to see every Human born with the might of a dragon, able to roam the starry seas from birth.
The entire Subspace Flyer began to power up, a faint vibration running through it, while an unspeakable, silent tension settled over the cabin... When that day comes, the Human Race will truly flourish across the stars.
"No way, right?" Although the Spark-Heritage Zone's mission is still a distant goal, Andrew Han put aside distracting thoughts and listened to the Yarlowe Star-King's resigned complaints, showing no particular respect for the Ancient King.
"By 'old fellow,' do you mean the Ancient King of the Cosmos?" Andrew's expression stiffened, his lips twitching. "The universal language has tons of words—maybe it's just a homophone, or maybe the Yarlowe Star-King just likes using his sector's dialect."
Exactly.
Either it's a homophone or the Yarlowe dialect—otherwise, who would call the supreme Ancient King of the Cosmos 'that old fellow'?
That would be sheer disrespect.
Andrew Han shook his head inwardly, turned around, and prepared to return to his cabin.
Rumble, rumble—the Subspace Flyer slipped into subspace travel. Its walls glowed white as the Yarlowe Star-King glanced around with a sigh. "This Subspace Flyer was a gift from that old fellow himself. He was worried I'd storm off and leave the Cosmic Ancient Kingdom in anger." Its inner walls glowed brighter, probably auto-correcting its course toward the Galaxis Stellar System, where Earth lies.
"???"
Andrew Han's eyes widened in shock. So it really was the Ancient King of the Cosmos.
Yet whether in tone or manner, the Yarlowe Star-King was completely offhand, almost casual...
The Ancient King of the Cosmos—an existence beyond reach!
Even among the great halls, these were true heavyweights! On the screen were brief messages from Serena Huang, a half-finished ellipsis from Sean Nan, congratulations from unknown Primevals, and invitations from royal houses and top-tier institutions.
He wanted to speak, then stopped, then wanted to again—after two or three cycles of this, Andrew Han still said nothing, quietly watching the Yarlowe Star-King’s resplendent silver robes flash with dazzling light.
"As far as I know—"
Andrew’s thoughts raced: 'On the scale of the entire Star-Sky Human Race, the Ancient King of the Cosmos and the Spark-Heritage Zone are on the same tier. But as the supreme ruler of the Cosmic Ancient Kingdom, the Ancient King controls immeasurable territory and authority, far surpassing the Spark-Heritage Zone.'
Now, things were different.
He was no longer the naive youth who had just entered the starry sky.
Andrew knew exactly what the Spark-Heritage Zone meant, and what the ancient kingdom represented. As a member of the Primeval Gate, he had the right to access the records. For example, the Spark-Heritage Zone wasn’t founded just to cultivate geniuses, but to fulfill the grand ideal: Everyone a Dragon.
Everyone a Dragon.
When that day comes, the Human Race will truly shine across the starry seas!
Although the Spark-Heritage Zone’s mission remains out of reach for now, Andrew Han set aside his distracting thoughts and continued listening to the Yarlowe Star-King’s resigned complaints, showing no particular reverence for the Ancient King.
"Terrifying."