Though her mother had gifted Veronica with the curse of knowledge, the benefits were worth it. She would rather live her life with greater awareness of all of the games that were being played over her head.
Learning about the true nature and motivations of the heavenly authorities was exceedingly precious knowledge!
If she wanted to hear this massive truth from the Red Association, her main self would probably have to become a tier 2 or a tier 1 galactic citizen in order to earn this right!
That was way too long for Veronica! It was far more preferably that she learned about this enormous universe-wide struggle in advance so that she could avoid its many pitfalls.
Knowing that the Milky Way, the Red Ocean and Messier 87 were locked in a massive competition did not give Veronica any comfort.
In fact, it did the opposite! She felt the Red Ocean had become a lot more dangerous now that she understood that it had turned into contested land!
"You haven't really answered my last question." Veronica spoke. "Messier 87 is the only galaxy that is both powerful and healthy. The Milky Way may have a strong heritage of its own, but it has been crippled for a long time. How can it remain a viable contender? What is its goal anyway? The Red Ocean has moved so far away that it is difficult to imagine that it can play an active role going forward."
The Lady of the Night lifted the cyborg cat up and stared straight into her artificial eyes. "The heavenly authority of the Milky Way is indeed past its prime. It has been damaged to the point where it is but a shadow of its former self. Put yourself into its shoes. If you have deteriorated to the point where you have been reduced to prey to any other galaxy that is able to invade your domain in the future, are you willing to lie down and accept this outcome?"
"Hell no!" Veronica swung her silvery tail in agitation! "I would do anything to escape this predicament! Wait... is sending out red humanity a desperation move from the Milky Way?!"
The implications were massive if this was the case!
Cynthia erupted in laughter as she swung the cyborg cat like a baby. "Hahaha! You think too highly of the heavenly authorities. They are more powerful than you can imagine, but free will is a powerful force. At most, they can only nudge people along to increase the probability that events will play out in their favor. To give you a more concrete example, lightning tribulations are one of the means they can use to produce outcomes that are more favorable to their interests."
lightsΝοvεl ?οm The mother set the cyborg cat back down on her lap and resumed petting.
When Veronica heard this explanation, she thought back on her own personal experiences with lightning tribulations.
She had triggered three of them so far, and they produced outcomes that seemed perplexing.
That was not the case anymore. Realization gradually dawned upon Veronica as the expanding context finally granted her enough clues to fill in the missing pieces!
"Is that the reason why these different heavenly galaxies treated me so differently?! From what I can remember, the Milky Way and the Red Ocean have been really friendly towards me. Is that because I am doing stuff that advances their agenda?"
"You can think of it that way." Cynthia nodded in agreement. "Their options are also much more limited. They do not have many good investment targets to choose from due to their relatively poor ecosystems. Messier 87 is spoiled for choice, so it is much less inclined to be generous or forgiving anymore."
Veronica felt as if she had touched upon a great revelation. It was one that directly affected her outlook towards her life!
"I can understand that, but... aren't they being a little too generous towards me?" The cyborg cat skeptically asked. "It seems to me that they are a bit too eager to lend me a hand. Am I that attractive of an investment target?"
"You are." Cynthia plainly answered and poked her finger against the cyborg cat's chest. "Have you forgotten who you are? The gifts of fate always come with a price."
It took a few seconds for Veronica to guess what her mother was getting at. What kind of gift of fate was she referring to, and why did she refer to it with such an ominous tone?
"Oh. Are you talking about... the Mech Designer System?"
Cynthia smiled. "Like it or not, from the moment you have initiated the fragment of the Metal Scroll, you have become a Holy Son. More than that, where do you think the Metal Scroll comes from? Where do you think the Sacred Scrolls originated from? Each of them are artifacts that have been infused with massive amounts of energy and matter. All of that has to come from somewhere. Do you understand now, my child?"
Damn!
Veronica had yet to make this obvious connection!
Now that her mother pointed it out, Veronica abruptly realized that carrying and making use of the Mech Designer System caused her to accumulate greater and greater debts of karma to the Milky Way Galaxy!
Her ties to the old galaxy had grown so strong over the years because she had never ceased to take advantage of the System!
Veronica had learned a thing or two about the nature of karma. She knew it became exponentially more difficult to resolve all of this karma as it continued to pile up without stopping.
She began to think about the only other person that she knew that owed even more debt to the Milky Way.
Was the Polymath the most favored agent of the old galaxy?
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On the day of her attempted coup, the Star Designer took the initiative to disconnect red humanity from the old galaxy.
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