Chapter 61: It Seems Like I Won't Live Long~

This was Chase's first time entering the E.T. Studio company. Following behind Welt, he looked around with curiosity, like a child who had discovered treasure, intrigued by everything.

Busy yet orderly, perhaps a bit peaceful. This was Chase's evaluation of the working environment at the company. Even though today was a day for promotional work, making the company busier than usual, he didn't sense the oppressive atmosphere typical of modern workplaces.

Welt led the way, unhindered, guiding Chase to an office. Along the way, employees who saw him greeted Welt friendly, and Welt responded with a friendly smile.

Entering the office and closing the door, Welt and Chase each took a seat, starting their conversation.

"To be honest, I have doubts about what you've told me." Pausing here, Welt stared at Chase with his brown eyes, seemingly waiting for his response.

"While it does sound magical, unfortunately, that's the truth." Chase smiled, "But Mr. Welt, you didn't kick me out for it, did you?"

When Chase followed Welt, he had already expressed his identity to some extent. However, judging from Welt's expression, it was clear that he didn't fully believe it.

But that was understandable. Talk of parallel worlds did have some suspicious aspects because he couldn't prove that he had traveled from a parallel world. Of course, Chase wasn't a person from a parallel world; he was just a presence of the simulator that couldn't be exposed to others.

He wasn't against exposing Welt to some harsh truths, as he did in reality. But the problem was, the current Welt hadn't had any contact with Otto. There wasn't much he could reveal without causing an unnecessary fuss.

Welt remained silent, not because he didn't want to believe Chase, but staring at the distinctive white hair and blue eyes of the Kaslana, he felt a bit uneasy.

However, not believing meant not understanding how Chase knew about him and Tesla. That was another question...

"You came to find me, it shouldn't be just to pass a message, right?" Welt no longer dwelled on this issue and asked.

"I do need the power of Entropy. Help me with something." Chase said.

"Aren't you backed by Schicksal? Why come to us, who are mortal enemies with Schicksal?" Welt looked at the young man with white hair and blue eyes in front of him, a member of the Kaslana family. Why couldn't Schicksal help with whatever he needed?

"No, I can't let Otto, that old bastard, know about my plan. Who knows what accidents might happen if he does?" Chase shook his head, speaking with determination, "Besides, in my world, I'm just like you, not on good terms with Otto."

He didn't have time to play mind games with Otto under the current circumstances. It was better not to provoke this elegant lunatic when he wasn't in a life-threatening situation.

Welt's mouth twitched, thinking, Chase, you're a Kaslana; can't you talk about Schicksal's Bishop more elegantly? But he also felt that Chase's scolding was quite appropriate, even hoping for a bit more.

Subconsciously, Welt's sense of approval for Chase increased.

As long as you're against Otto, we're good friends!

"What help do you need from Entropy, and what can you offer Entropy?" Welt asked.

"Does future technology that surpasses Entropy by a few years count?" Chase inquired.

The sun had finally pierced through the clouds, generously spreading its light and warmth over the city after the recent rain. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the small office. The young man and the man sat facing each other, happily envisioning the future. The sun seemed to become a witness, silently observing everything happening in the office.

"Um, it's so bright." Sirin, who was quietly mending Chase's clothes at home, lifted her head, shielding her eyes with her hand. Through the gaps between her fingers, she observed the scenery outside the window.

Puddles on the ground hadn't dried yet, acting like mirrors reflecting dazzling light on the ground. Plants were still adorned with dewdrops, sparkling in the sunlight, giving off a fairy-tale-like feeling of shining gemstones.

Sirin hadn't seen gemstones from fairy tales, but she knew that the desserts her brother made were something only princesses in fairy tales could taste.

Thinking about this, Sirin couldn't help but smile, ready to continue repairing her brother's clothes. However, she suddenly realized it was already done.

Sirin was a bit incredulous, carefully examining it again to make sure there were no issues. Satisfied that everything was fine, she nodded approvingly, a smile unconsciously appearing on her face.

Hmm, since I've sewn it so well, my brother will surely praise me~ (*^▽^*)

With this in mind, Sirin hugged the mended clothes and happily ran out of the door, excitedly knocking on Chase's door.

However, after waiting for a long time, she didn't get the expected response. Sirin's small face drooped in disappointment. She had hoped to use the excuse of returning the clothes to get a free meal from her brother...

She tried knocking on the door again, still no response.

Hmm... Ｃε(┬﹏┬)3

Thinking that her brother was probably out, Sirin felt a bit dejected. She was about to leave when a voice behind her suddenly stopped her.

"Sirin, didn't we say there's a key under the flowerpot?" The voice carried a hint of indulgence and helplessness, causing Sirin, who was initially disappointed, to shake. Her mood instantly brightened, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Brother!" Sirin turned around in surprise, greeted Chase happily, but then noticed Chase holding a stick, causing her to become puzzled. "Uh, what's this?"

"Found it casually, looked interesting, so I brought it back," Chase picked up the wooden stick he was leaning on and played with it, looking cheerful.

"Oh," Sirin nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly remembered something. She quickly ran to Chase, picked up the repaired clothes, and shook them in front of him with a pleading expression, "Brother, look, look! Sirin fixed it."

Chase casually tossed the stick he was holding into the yard, used his relatively clean left hand to pat Sirin's head, and smiled, "Let's go, inside."

Saying that, Chase took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Sirin, "Could you do me a favor, Sirin~"

"Okay, okay." Sirin nodded, took the key, and went to open the door, but her face showed some confusion.

Why did her brother's touch feel different this time?

Chase watched Sirin's lively figure and smiled. He raised his right hand, formed a fist near his mouth, coughed gently, and then skillfully wiped away the bloodstains with a handkerchief.

Cecilia was right; Honkai was indeed a fatal poison for him. Even though he hadn't gotten too close to the core of Honkai, just staying in it for a while had deteriorated his body to this extent...

Now he urgently needed Cecilia's treatment, but the communication device had been given to a beggar and wasn't with him, so he couldn't contact her immediately. Fortunately, due to his excellent hamster habits, he had prepared backup communication devices and even backup backups at home.

"Brother, come in~" Sirin had opened the door by now, happily waving at him. Her purple hair fluttered in the wind, and her smile was as brilliant as flying flowers.

Chase didn't dwell on these matters anymore, smiled as well, and walked into the house.

Forget about those trivial matters. In the darkest moments, one can see the most beautiful stars.

Although the talent extracted this time wasn't perfect, Chase thought it should be enough to protect the beautiful smile of the girl in front of him.

He lowered his head and looked at his left arm, not sure what he was thinking.

.........

In Chase's small house, Sirin was alone in the living room, boredly taking care of the potted plants. She occasionally glanced towards Chase's bedroom but didn't see him coming out for a long time, letting out a sigh.

Sirin: (;′⌒`)

It had been five minutes since she last saw her brother, and she felt so bored. It's not like she missed her brother so much; it's just that she cared a bit...

Sirin looked towards Chase's bedroom again. When Chase entered earlier, he specifically told her not to go over, and she had the impulse to sneak over again. But Sirin was a good girl, so she listened to her brother.

While Sirin was still daydreaming, Chase had already opened the door. His face still wore the usual warm smile. From his azure eyes, one couldn't see any emotions other than indulgence and helplessness.

"Brother, Sirin's hungry." Sirin ran to Chase's side, acting spoiled.

"Lava cake is on the table, Sirin. If you're hungry, go ahead and eat. No need to save for brother," Chase patted the girl's head, smiling.

But Sirin shook her head firmly, and her golden eyes revealed a determined emotion. "I want to eat with Brother."

Chase smiled, "Then let's eat together."

The sunlight seeped through the cracks in the leaves, illuminated the roof, and shone through the window, brightening up the ancient books on the bookshelf and the boy and girl eating snacks at the dining table, emitting a warm atmosphere.

Everything seemed ordinary, Sirin happily ate the desserts her brother made for her, and Chase accompanied the girl as usual, making desserts for her, telling her stories...

But everything seemed a bit unusual as well. Chase looked gently at Sirin enjoying her dessert, involuntarily shifting his gaze to his left arm. If he lifted the clothes covering it, the pink-purple markings that had spread across the entire arm would be clearly visible.

During the five minutes when he was communicating with his family, he took the opportunity to check his injuries. It could only be said that it was acceptable for now—he couldn't die temporarily. However, how long he could live was still dependent on the diagnosis from Schicksal.

To be honest, Chase didn't fear death, but he feared meaningless death. However, if using his insignificant life could exchange for the beauty in front of him, he thought it would be worth it.

"Huh?" Sirin was happily eating the dessert her brother made when she noticed Chase smiling and staring at her. She suddenly felt a bit shy, thinking that maybe her way of eating was too unsophisticated, which might have upset her brother. So, she made her movements even smaller...

Chase couldn't help but chuckle. Laughing, he remembered the fragile and sensitive Sirin in the Babylonian Tower, and his mood became somewhat complex.

As usual, after spending some time here, Sirin was taken away by her mother. Sirin, who failed to act spoiled, could only say goodbye to Chase with teary eyes, "Brother, Sirin will come to play again tomorrow!"

Chase smiled helplessly, waved goodbye to Sirin, and watched as the pitiful Sirin was taken away by her mother.

After Sirin left, Chase finally opened the communication with Entropy, and Welt answered the call.

"On behalf of Entropy, thank you for the information you provided." Welt's tone noticeably relaxed. Since receiving those things from Chase, Welt had been too busy to care about the company's promotions, rushing back to North America.

As a result, the two doctors attached great importance to what Welt brought back from Chase. They flipped through the notes and found them increasingly stunning. It was as if the fragments of inspiration in their minds had been integrated, directly turning into the technology in those notes.

Watching the two doctors, Welt finally believed in Chase's identity.

"It's a win-win cooperation. No need for thanks," Chase shook his head and continued, "I'll trouble the two doctors to help verify the things I wrote in that notebook."

"No problem." A woman's voice suddenly appeared. "What you wrote is interesting. Tesla and I need some time for verification."

"Thank you, Dr. Einstein," Chase smiled.

[Envy of the Heavens (Gold): Your body is inherently weak, and you are destined not to live past thirty, but your intelligence has been greatly enhanced.]

Although he had the intelligence boost from Schicksal, this work was created from scratch, without concrete data for validation. Chase didn't dare to entrust it to Sirin just like that, even if Sirin really wanted to become a magical girl.

"By the way, do you want to join Entropy?" Dr. Einstein invited, "I can grant you a research institute. Your talent is too precious to be wasted on research."

As Dr. Einstein spoke, she continued to read the notes made by Chase, feeling a sense of cherishing talents. She couldn't help but extend an invitation.

But Chase just smiled bitterly, "No, I seem to..."

"... not have much time left."