Chapter 1371: 1371 Sometimes You’re Easy to Read

Writing for long periods was not physically tiring.

But Rita needed time to process everything she was realizing.

After bringing Smoke Tune aboard Cat’s Ideal and dragging several more worlds out of the war sequence, she returned to the captain’s cabin and continued working on her historical homework.

Foolishness withdrew her gaze and said, "She’s gotten stronger again. And she’s walking a path we’ve never seen before."

The captain spun a mahjong tile between his fingers and sighed with mixed emotions.

"Maybe that’s what truly breaking free from divine authority looks like."

For a moment, the four people at the table forgot all about the game before them.

"Living beings have no upper limit."

Deceitful Bloom recalled something she had once said to BS Rita long ago.

Back then, Rita had still been weak.

Everywhere she looked were veteran Divine Game players who had survived for years.

At the time, Deceitful Bloom had said those words simply to encourage her.

Who could have imagined that only a few years later, Rita would walk this far?

Times had changed.

BS Rita had now climbed to such heights that she was effectively returning those same words to Deceitful Bloom herself.

The captain frowned slightly.

"She’s no longer bound by the game. Can she even participate in the next one?"

Deceitful Bloom snapped out of her thoughts and joked, "Maybe she’ll be the one designing the next game. With her personality, she’d probably rename it Adjudicator Game."

The four gods at the table fell silent for several seconds.

Then the noise and laughter gradually returned.

Three days later, Rita successfully packed away every remaining Starsea world, including Isolated Isle.

The tiny worlds drifted happily around Cat’s Ideal.

Whenever they found their own leader, they would circle around them several times before floating off again.

The sight strangely resembled the old My World game.

Every world was wrapped in a thin layer of golden mist.

It was a protective barrier Rita had formed from lightning, temporarily isolating the worlds from outside observation.

After dealing with everything in Starsea, Rita sailed Cat’s Ideal back to Quiet Mountain.

Every player who had once mocked BS Cicada’s "Strongest Starsea Relocation Plan" was now fully experiencing the thrill of not caring at all whether the destination survived.

[Order Clock has stopped advancing. The pendulum has ceased swinging... the pendulum is now turning toward Quiet Mountain.]

[Warning! Order Clock will enter Quiet Mountain in 27 Order Days!]

The moment the ship anchored in Quiet Mountain, every member of the Starsea faction wore a smile regardless of what they had been doing.

Just imagining the mood of Quiet Mountain’s gods and players right now was enough.

After docking the ship, Rita took Wrathful Moon and Cat’s Ideal and headed into other timelines.

She first visited the backup timeline to fulfill the deal she had made with Undead Wildfire during the battle in Graveyard of Bones.

As long as the other party helped her, Rita had promised that unless absolutely necessary, she would not use Read File on players designated by Undead Wildfire.

In truth, Rita had not made that promise lightly.

The deal cost her nothing.

No matter how strange the people Undead Wildfire cared about were, they would never be Quiet Mountain players.

Unless absolutely forced to, why would she target Starsea players anyway?

And at this point, if she wanted to kill someone, she no longer needed Read File at all.

The list the other party gave her matched Rita’s expectations.

Mistblade.

Maple Syrup.

Cinders.

Undead Wildfire herself was absent from the list, which Rita had expected.

Although the other version of herself hated being summoned around like some pet, seeing a stronger version of herself and visiting another timeline represented an opportunity for growth.

As for Lightchaser not being included, that made even more sense.

If there was a chance to fight in a more dangerous place, Lightchaser would be thrilled.

After leaving that timeline, Rita carried Wrathful Moon and traveled between countless others.

The Third Bell had pruned away seventy percent of all timelines.

Yet even after that, more than three hundred remained.

Without the slightest impatience, Rita investigated the progress of each timeline one by one.

She sat atop Nivalis’s head while the helm carried them toward whichever corners she wished to visit.

The six cats had long since climbed out of the helm and were now parkouring across Nivalis’s dragon horns.

This was probably the life they had always dreamed of.

Rita saved the fifty timelines with the slowest game progress.

That locked another five hundred soul fire, but her current soul fire limit exceeded twenty thousand.

And as she continued comprehending the ancient world fragments drifting through her sea of consciousness, that upper limit continued increasing.

The cost barely mattered anymore.

More importantly, she no longer needed to consider Quiet Mountain players while saving these timelines.

Nor did she care whether Quiet Mountain Rita existed within them.

She was simply preserving additional samples before fully uncovering Order Clock’s secrets.

While storing timelines, Rita frequently returned to her own timeline to ensure nothing unexpected had happened before leaving again.

Her final stop was the center of Graveyard of Bones within Undead Wildfire’s timeline. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The moment Rita saw the completely intact Starsea and Quiet Mountain beneath Order Clock, even her breathing slowed.

Was that actually possible?

Or perhaps pruning was really a form of fusion?

A merging process?

The timelines that were cut away all became fuel for the surviving ones.

The instant she realized this, Rita immediately returned to her own timeline.

She saved her current timeline, then attempted to carry BS into another branch timeline.

If it worked, she could farm resources in other worlds, return here afterward, and rewind her own timeline.

That would effectively create far more time for her to grow stronger.

She wanted every resource from every timeline.

[Warning! "World" cannot leave its designated temporal domain.]

["World" will be annihilated by the laws upon leaving its temporal domain.]

She could not afford that risk.

Rita calmed down.

These worlds could be carried into Quiet Mountain and disrupt order itself, yet they could not cross timelines?

That only made her even more interested in the mysterious fragments existing within other timelines.

Could the "similar entities" inside her consciousness draw over those suspected world fragments?

And if not, what about World Sigh?

If the enemy, whatever it truly was, could merge and devour the "stories" of so many timelines every era...

Then even if she stole this era’s authority, could she truly compare to the accumulation of countless eras?

"What are you troubled about?"

A slightly cold voice sounded beside her.

Rita could not help smiling.

The voice immediately became even colder, with a trace of embarrassment mixed in.

"What are you laughing at?"

Rita looked at Deceitful Bloom.

"Sometimes you’re very easy to read."