Safe City Ch.10.2

Chapter 10.2: Blue Sea VS Cosmic

She skipped over the fact that she herself was one of the unlucky ones.

[So what you’re saying is that when Safe Cities descend, it’s not only a resource boost for the city lords—it’s also a kind of hope for the native civilization?]

[Coriander Safe City: More or less. Not every disaster world has a Safe City descending into it. After we arrive, we can take in the local inhabitants and preserve a spark of their civilization.]

[Coriander Safe City: However, some city lords treat residents of other civilizations as expendable resources and don’t seem to be punished for it, so they act quite recklessly. But a Tier 4 expert I met in my last world told me (whispering ear.jpg) to try to treat residents better—regardless of whether they’re from the same civilization or not. It’ll be beneficial in the future!]

[Blue Sea Safe City: Thanks, I understand what to do now =v=]

Wen Huahua received the thanks and felt very pleased.

A big shot had remembered his favor—he felt his own chances of survival had increased.

Cheng Qisheng thanked him and fell into thought.

So, many worlds were being destroyed by some kind of “rule,” and Safe Cities were suddenly appearing across them.

Not only could they house people from their own world, they could also take in beings from other civilizations. They would stay in each disaster world, replenish energy, and then move on to the next stop.

That was basically… a lifeboat.

Cheng Qisheng suddenly thought of something. So many worlds had been destroyed, and this so-called world-ending rule existed—then what about the world she was in?

…No, no. Better not think about such unlucky things.

Cheng Qisheng lightly cracked open a walnut with her hand, controlling her strength just right so that the kernel came out intact.

She had been practicing this recently. Although being a Tier 2 transcendent couldn’t fully cure her illness, it still gave her physical strength.

According to Aether, transcendants had many types: elemental controllers, physical enhancers, beast shapeshifters, psychic types, mechanical types, and so on.

But neither Cheng Qisheng nor Aether could tell what category she belonged to.

Because right now, she was a… slow-moving, awkwardly moving… powerhouse.

Compared with ordinary humans, it was indeed a significant level of strength, but not quite enough to be considered full physical enhancement—more like the baseline power of a Tier 2 transcendent.

Cheng Qisheng slowly ate the freshly shelled walnut kernels while flexing her fingers.

In any case, as long as she knew she had power now, that was enough.

And in the future, she would only become stronger.

Of course, during that process, she would also need a little “help” from kind people.

Cheng Qisheng’s gaze, through her believers, shifted toward Qianli City.

The crystal hunters, guided by the survivors, successfully located the Safe City situated in a certain small town.

They did not approach it, because their mission was only to verify its existence.

Cheng Qisheng transmitted the coordinates back to Blue Sea, and the result showed a deviation of about 10 kilometers from the previous estimate.

It seemed the ruler of this world was more cautious than they had initially appeared.

She instructed the crystal hunters not to get closer, to find a safe place, resettle the six rescued locals, and then leave Qianli City.

Finally, Cheng Qisheng credited each crystal hunter with 10,000 points.

Ten thousand points was not a small amount in Blue Sea at the moment—an ordinary Blue Sea worker only earned about 500 points per month.

Meanwhile, Wang Moning was retreating with the hunters when suddenly all of them showed expressions of excitement.

Every single face carried the same joy of: “Oh my god! I’m rich!”

Wang Moning: “What happened?”

Song Xi told her in a cheerful tone that because they had completed their mission very well, the Creator God had rewarded them all.

The crystal hunters respectfully lowered their heads toward the sky.

“Grateful to our God for your mercy!”

Wang Moning widened her eyes. “What reward?!”

A blessing? Power? Healing of illnesses?

Then she heard Song Xi say in a blissful tone that the god had given them a bonus.

Wang Moning: “???”

Is the Creator God rewarding believers with bonuses?

Not? Does that even make sense?

Song Xi said, “You also have a share. Although you’re not a main combat member, you took on translation duties, so the great Creator God grants you 5,000 points.”

She did some quick mental math and gestured so Wang Moning could understand:

“5,000 points is enough for you to eat and live comfortably for half a year, and you can even buy two burst-fire guns and three crates of ammunition.”

Wang Moning: !!!

She immediately lowered her head toward the sky.

“Thank you, great Creator God!! I am grateful for your mercy!”

Cheng Qisheng had only casually glanced over while issuing bonuses—but then she noticed something unexpected.

On the believer chain… there was one more person.

Very faint. Very small. But undeniably there.

She tried sending a message to this new believer.

“Good child, you’ve worked hard.”

Wang Moning felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She suddenly stood up.

Now it was the Blue Sea people’s turn to look at her in confusion.

Wang Moning stammered, “I—I heard it. I heard the voice of a god…”

In truth, she hadn’t clearly made out what the god said at all. But she felt something enveloping her from all directions, as if she were being protected.

It was a feeling like being held in a mother’s embrace—warm, powerful, and deeply reassuring.

A sense of belonging at the level of the soul, as if she had finally found a home.

Emotion surged uncontrollably in Wang Moning’s heart—gratitude, excitement, happiness—and she couldn’t stop herself from crying.

So… so this was a god? This was the world that Song Xi and the others lived in?

The Blue Sea people were briefly stunned, then quickly became delighted. Song Xi, especially, happily stepped forward and hugged Wang Moning.

Then she announced:

“From this moment on, the great Creator God has acknowledged you. You are now our sister!”

Cheng Qisheng took even longer to process this than the Blue Sea people did.

She had only said one line—“good child, you’ve worked hard.” Why was this child crying so hard?

…Forget it. Cry if she wants to. At least when she cries, the believer link gets stronger.

After confirming the coordinates of Cosmic’s Safe City, Cheng Qisheng directly sent him a private message, completely ignoring the fact that it was the middle of the night.

Sending messages at night made it look more urgent, didn’t it?

—

Cosmic was asleep when a special city lord alert—costing 10 crystal cores—suddenly popped up.

He jolted awake and irritably looked at the virtual screen.

[Blue Sea Safe City: Big brother, you said before that you could help suppress residents—how do you charge for that?]

[Blue Sea Safe City: My residents were originally very obedient, and I treated them well too, but they keep wanting more and more. I feel like I can’t suppress them anymore.]

[Blue Sea Safe City: Ah, big brother, are you sleeping? Then you should rest first. Actually, things haven’t gotten out of control yet. I just feel like something’s a bit off. I’ll try resetting the laws tomorrow T-T]

Cosmic was instantly wide awake.

He wasn’t sleepy anymore. He didn’t even feel like getting angry anymore—he immediately launched into a barrage of messages.

[Little sister! A rebellion is not a joke! You might die! Don’t ever think of dragging it out—you must suppress them hard from the start!]

[Setting laws is useless. You need to show force!]

[Maybe while you’re sleeping tonight, they’re already plotting how to overthrow you. Trust me—I’ve been overthrown many times. I’m very experienced!]

[Like this: come over, I’ll suppress them for you. Don’t worry, leave it to me—no problem!]

Cheng Qisheng replied:

[But big brother… I don’t have much crystal core on me right now… maybe I should try suppressing them myself first. If it doesn’t work, I’ll trouble you.]

The fat meat right at his mouth—how could Cosmic possibly let it slip away? He immediately said:

[It’s fine, it’s fine. We get along well. I won’t charge you!]

Cheng Qisheng slowly rubbed her temples.

As expected—this guy’s “mouthpiece” wasn’t around. Otherwise, how could he possibly say something like this? Any halfway competent city lord, upon hearing the words “won’t charge you,” would immediately know the other party had ulterior motives.

She deliberately showed caution and stayed silent for half a minute.

Cosmic finally reacted and quickly added:

[Let’s settle it in grain, okay? I’ll charge you less, but it can’t be too little. My soldiers still need to eat after all.]

Cheng Qisheng then put on an act of hesitation, conflict, and uncertainty—so much so that Cosmic was practically itching to reach through the screen and drag her over himself.

He quickly called over his “mouthpiece” again to help persuade her.

Finally, as dawn broke:

[Blue Sea Safe City: Alright, big brother. Let’s go with the agreed price. Give me a little time to prepare—I’ll teleport over to you in two days =v=]

Cosmic couldn’t help but grin.

[Cosmic Lord Safe City: Good. I’ll be waiting.]

Hahaha—finally hooked!!!

—

Two days later.

Cosmic had been waiting since early morning, pacing anxiously along the city walls, afraid Blue Sea Safe City might suddenly realize something and run away.

At last, a lookout reported:

“Your Majesty, a Safe City has appeared in the distance.”

He looked over—and sure enough, it was a Tier 2 Safe City.

The coordinates were about 10 kilometers off from the location he had given.

So Blue Sea wasn’t completely stupid after all—they had guarded against him a bit.

Then he would have to move faster. Otherwise, Blue Sea might still be holding onto 1,000 crystal cores, ready to flee at any moment.

But once prey was in his pot, how could he possibly let it escape?

No—he needed to be absolutely sure.

“AI, spend 1,000 crystal cores to move directly right next to that Safe City, then immediately spend another 1,000 crystal cores to initiate Safe City war. Use the non-waivable voucher. Not a single second of delay!”

“Yes, City Lord. The AI is executing the operation.”

In an instant, Cosmic Lord Safe City relocated right beside Blue Sea Safe City.

The next second, Cheng Qisheng—who was sitting at her desk—heard Aether’s report.

“City Lord, Tier 3 Cosmic Lord Safe City has initiated a non-waivable voucher war against us.”

Cheng Qisheng raised an eyebrow. “So he even used a non-waivable voucher. He really thinks highly of me.”

She had heard those things were not easy to obtain—impossible to buy in shops, only obtainable by luck in disaster worlds.

Once a Safe City war was activated, the gates of the two cities would press together, forming a circular passage that allowed direct entry between them.

“Hahahahaha!! It worked!! Finally, it’s done!!!”

Cosmic was overflowing with confidence, already waiting to see Blue Sea panic and beg for mercy.

In the chat group, he openly displayed the arrogance of a victor.

[Cosmic Lord Safe City: Hahahahaha, let me teach you something. War is always the fastest way to obtain resources.]

[Cosmic Lord Safe City: The weak exist only to become nourishment for the strong.]

He expected shock, panic, begging.

But instead, Blue Sea’s reply popped up—and his blue eyelids twitched violently the moment he saw it.

[Blue Sea Safe City: =v=]

Cosmic stared at that emoticon.

A deep sense of unease suddenly rose in his chest.

Something was wrong.

Why… was Blue Sea so calm?

Cheng Qisheng sent the emoticon, then looked at the two connected city gates. After confirming that Cosmic could no longer deploy shields, she slowly took a sip of hot water.

Finally, he’d taken the bait.

—Cosmic struggled to suppress the unease in his heart.

He looked down.

Just as the fully armed soldiers of Cosmic Lord Safe City were about to rush into Blue Sea Safe City, a deafening explosion greeted them first.

“For the glory of our god!!”

“Blue Sea will live forever!!!”

Cosmic stared in disbelief.

“How is this possible? A Tier-2 city—how can there be so many people?!!!”

But no one answered him.

Countless Blue Sea soldiers—so densely packed they were impossible to count—armed with all kinds of weapons and armored vehicles, surged forward like a suffocating tidal wave.

They flooded in with overwhelming force, like an unstoppable ocean.

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