Xyrin Empire

Chapter 521: I love you

“Wow! Dingdang’s in big trouble!”

The three-inch Ding Little Goddess finally realized and began to scream, obviously having just realized a minute ago that the world she managed had encountered serious problems.

To be honest, I didn’t expect the situation to be this bad either.

Initially, I thought Mercury Lamp had simply, by a fortunate coincidence, been struck by lightning and transmigrated to this world. I hoped that by relying on the World Tree, this ultimate server, to look into the historical records of spatial fluctuations, I could send her back. Unexpectedly, Dingdang had found a malfunction right in her own temple.

A malfunction in the world management terminal is definitely not something one or two transmigrators could cause. Mercury Lamp couldn’t do it, and neither could Long Aotian.

But if it was an enhanced version of Long Aotian, then it might be possible.

“What to do, what to do? If we have a large-scale space-time imbalance, it’s a big deal! If the World Tree’s fault expands, Dingdang won’t be able to fix it at all! Then Dingdang will definitely become a laughing stock…” Little One got so scared by her own terrible deduction that she was at her wits’ end. Always the runt of the litter since childhood and with no merit in her tenure, the foolish Goddess faced this tricky situation, which could even stump elite Heavenly Gods, without a clue. She could only fly around my head over and over, scratching her head and making me see stars.

“Stop buzzing around, stop buzzing around!” I took the chance to grab Dingdang’s wings, “Calm down first, the impact caused by the space-time imbalance is still minor. We have only seen Mercury Lamp transmigrate over, of course, there might be even more people who have transmigrated, but they probably haven’t had the chance to take action yet. The priority right now is to quickly fix the World Tree’s existing fault, and then I will have the Space-Time Management Center’s people help you clear the residual effects of the space-time turbulence—at least you should have some theoretical knowledge about that, right?”

Held in my hands, Dingdang finally calmed down. She frowned, deep in thought for a long while, before huffing and puffing, “If the world itself had problems first, just fixing the World Tree is useless! We must send back the root cause of these problems, the invading alien objects. Because what truly endangers the World Tree is not space-time turbulence, but the invasion of alien objects… However, before that, we can use some temporary measures to strengthen the World Tree, and stop the problems from spreading for the time being.”

“Then what are we waiting for?” I let go of Dingdang, “Use your method to strengthen this big tree.”

“Oh, right, right,” Little One suddenly recalled her duties. She casually swiped in the air to open her Personal Space and then began to pour things out in heaps, “To temporarily restore the vitality of the World Tree’s withered branches, Dingdang did prepare a lot of stuff… um, should be right here…”

“I say,” in just a moment, I was already buried to my thighs under the “mountain of trash” Dingdang had pulled out, my expression very subtly surveying the little tyke as she continued to dig about, weakly protesting, “Little Thing, couldn’t you keep your bag in order on regular days?”

“I do organize them,” Dingdang said while continuing to mindlessly toss out all kinds of messy stuff, some bits and pieces even accidentally sticking to my face because she wasn’t being careful, “Dingdang tidies them up every thousand years… Wow-a-a-a-aah!!!”

Dingdang’s sentence broke off mid-way. She glanced back and then immediately screamed in horror, leaving me completely confused: “Little Thing, what’s up?”