The Heroic Spirit Bar was as half-dead as ever. You could say there wasn't much business and energy, yet those drinking hadn't reduced their orders. You could say business was booming, yet it took forever for a new patron to walk in.

For Mr. Olavir, the owner and bartender, he was quite content with the leisure.

The planet he bought for a low price decades ago just happened to welcome a bountiful harvest season of Radonuo, and this year he's already rolling in wealth.

If he didn't genuinely like the bar and have so many customers who love his creations, he would have long since been living a life as festive as New Year's every day—otherwise known as 'extending the length of life one day at a time'.

He was wiping glasses as the customers at the bar slowly tasted their drinks, occasionally scooping a spoonful of ice cream, with all attention focused on the old, antiquated transistor TV set.

"From this very station, four hours ago, the Empire Guard of the Empire of Heralds, the 65th Brigade crossed the timeline, reached the Galaxy Eye Region, and announced they would take over the sovereignty of the Crystal Tower civilization and permanently station troops to protect the residents of Galaxy Eye from the Evil Alliance Army. Since the outbreak of war, over 67,652 civilizations have announced they are relinquishing sovereignty, joining the Narrative Civilization, and dedicating their land and population…"

"The high-level management meeting of the Union Group concluded today in the capital, Red Capet, with personnel changes concerning certain positions. Zollura Verazzi was voted as Chief Executive Officer. Over the past 12 years, the Velazquez Group has consistently grown and strengthened, guided by Andrew Velazquez, Prime Councillor of the Red Godchosen, securing successive investment acquisitions, and by a slight advantage, overtaking the enterprise of the former CEO to become the Group's current leading capital entity…"

"Through wind and rain, the Temple awaits you. The Obliteration Sanctum has abandoned its previously harsh idealist missionary policy, no longer strictly screening thoughts and beliefs, and is actively accepting refugees of various ethnicities and cultures. The external bishop Xiphos Antao stated: 'The war of the Evil God and the Society Alliance has brought great calamity to our entire Starry Abyss; we have no need to continue past brutal religious wars. The most merciful, most wise, kindest Obliteration God teaches us to take in every drowning one when the great flood comes, even if he is the child of your enemy.'… This year, the Temple has accepted over 41.29 million refugees."

"Damn, what a damn rare sight!"

Olavir couldn't help but exclaim:

"Truly rare, the three major Narratives, who in the past wished for the death of the other two, are now so harmonious. If the Evil God and the Society Alliance keep fighting for a few more hundred years, perhaps we might see the three Narratives form an alliance!"

The customer didn't mind the boss's profanity; it was just an expression of his true nature.

Initially, Mr. Olavir appeared to be a courteous gentleman, but in reality, after frequent contact and task completion, he would become exceedingly casual. As a silicon-based life form, they were actually straightforwardly amicable, kinder than many of the Human Race.

"Valkyrie Daily broadcast concludes—hold on, breaking news."

"Just now, a merger treaty was signed by the four great Descender Mercenary Corps (referred to as guilds) in This Fortress, and from now on, the undead mercenaries, previously operating individually in the fortress, officially form the largest and strongest entity organization in Valkyrie Fortress. Its new organization name is…"

The customer turned his head:

"Boss, check please."

"Not staying longer?"

"Got work."

The customer said simply, leaving a few pieces of Ammonium Gold, then turned to leave, rolling up his coat and tossing it over his shoulders.

"Smooth travels, Xu."

"Yahoo!"

The door was suddenly kicked open, and a Zeta Rank (6) Dark Elf burst in loudly:

"Hahaha! Boss Olavir, I, Flana, am back alive!"

"Oh, fantastic, you're incredible, practically a god."

Boss Olavir perfunctorily praised:

"Truly remarkable, Miss Flana Nightingale, the Galaxy Eye is no safe place."

"Isn't it though, the only place in the entire Starry Abyss where two meat grinder wars have occurred, but who am I?"

Flana Nightingale chuckled, followed by a Mediterranean Crocodile Priest and a Silicon Crystal Mechanic. Hearing Flana speak that way, the two immediately chimed in:

"The first drunkard of Valkyrie Fortress! The number one for not paying back debts! The fool who attempted to use their body to repay and was rejected."

"To this day, she hasn't held hands with a boy but still considers herself 'Layer Abyss's first sincere' Dark Elf."

Flana immediately bristled, drawing two X-Ray Guns:

"Damn it, Magnet and Prophet, I'm going to kill you guys!"

"No fighting, no fighting, you three can't afford to break anything."

Olavir calmed the three regular guests, turned to raise a glass to the departing man:

"You are, since that man, the most outstanding Pathway Ascender to Divinity I have seen; they all believe you can create miracles, becoming a second him…"

"I don't need to become Li Aozi."

Xu, dressed tidily, with a roaring Platinum Tiger engraved on the back of his coat, said calmly:

"I, Xu Kefu, am precisely Xu Kefu. I'll let others know, I am the strongest."

With that, he put his hands in his pockets, turned and left, leaving three eccentrics staring at his departing figure with bewilderment.

"So arrogant! Lord Li Aozi, however, was the first to open the Pathway to Divinity for the Echoer and Bishop paths, though he disappeared after the Border Abyss, he was this century's greatest Sovereign Pathway strongman." Silicon Crystal Person Kaven Magnet remarked.

"Such a pretentious person." The Crocodile Prophet clasped his hands, then drew a cross over his chest, murmuring: "I could tell at a glance he's no ordinary person. He'll be hit by a mud truck on the way out, Buddha bless, Amen."

Flana simply stared longingly at his back, clenching her fists with drool trickling down:

"What a handsome man… What do I do, why are these Sovereign series Terrorists more handsome than the last, I just want to break all their bones and take them home as slaves!"

The two companions immediately stepped back, distancing themselves from Flana, and told Olavir:

"Being single for too long does this."

"We don't know her."

Flana wiped her drool, headed straight to the bar, leaning both hands on the counter, her eyes full of yearning:

"Hey hey hey, Boss Olavir, who was that terrorist beauty boy!? The aura around him is so strong, what exactly is he?"

"Him?"

Boss Olavir pointed at the news broadcast on TV:

"The new corps formed by the four great Descender Mercenary Corps—Northern Star Consolatory Department."

"That kiddo just now, he's the Legion Commander of the Northern Star Consolatory Department Corps. Not only that, he's the strongest Descender in Valkyrie Fortress, no, even the whole Layer Abyss, known as the 'Heavenly Slaughter Star Lord' Xu Kefu."

"At 25, he climbed into the Kappa (10) Rank, and is about to Submergence Starry Abyss. People believe he's the one to become the next Li Aozi, to revive the glory of the Sovereign pathway, and he's already become a Bishop, taking one step at a time, soon to be Pope, following in the footsteps of Li Aozi before his demise, maybe even surpassing…"

He glanced at everyone somewhat dazed, and said:

"You're just back from Galaxy Eye, Lievice is right there, isn't that so?"

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