Chapter 3, Who Am I

I ... ... I ... ... that ... ... '' The secretary was clearly startled by this scene

The person stood up again, adjusting their appearance in front of the mirror projected by the electronic wall. So, what should the future "I" be called? Ruler, Yang Sen, Ruler Yang Sen? Hmm, for the time being in the galaxy, let's just call it Yang Sen.

"What?" Yang Sen was extremely surprised, "Isn't it also a 3-day voyage to the nearest port, Hong Kong Star?"

As expected, this statement indeed caused the female creature named Ying to become rigid, and in her extreme astonishment, she slowly released her tightly clasped hands.

What should we do? Captain Rickoff was desperately rubbing his temples. Should we continue searching? We are already 6 hours past the scheduled departure time, and if we delay any further, the passengers are unlikely to accept it. Although most of these passengers hold themselves in high regard and probably wouldn't use this as a reason for a refund, who can guarantee that? Even if only a few dozen out of more than ten thousand demand refunds, the best outcome for the rest of my life would be to end up in the dark crystal mines.

The person who just finished stretching their back wore a pleasant smile, seemingly indicating that the old man has not abandoned me after all. After dropping the phrase "Fortune hides in misfortune," he surprisingly offered a buy-one-get-one-free deal, also giving me the saying "Misfortune leans on fortune." Hehe, what a gain!

What? You said no sightseeing boat was found in the coordinates! What about communication? Were you able to contact the people on the boat... useless! How did you obtain your Class A space rescue certification? Did you take shortcuts? ... Don't emphasize reasons to me, you have one hour, I can only give you one more hour, if you still can't find it, then all of you pack your things and get out! Get out!

"In any case, we will meet again at Galactic University in the future. At that time, I will make sure to win Ying over, as I am confident that with my current strength, I can definitely win her back. If all else fails, I will unleash the Zerg fleet to annihilate the Earth Federation and the Sophie Empire, and see who dares to challenge me!" After making his wishes and threats, Yang Sen felt much more at ease. The two 'he's in his consciousness had also completed their pact and, with their arms around each other's shoulders, issued the next action directive to Yang Sen—"I'm hungry! Let's go eat."

The integration has encountered issues, necessitating a quiet place free from disturbances. The master immediately analyzes the reasons behind the headache.

As Yang Sen, I, who have now fused with the imprint of the sovereign consciousness, have finally obtained the power and strength I have long desired. I can finally protect my Ying, and I am once again qualified to possess her. In this reincarnation, I am truly satisfied

Without a moment to spare to glance at the retreating figure that had covered its face, I quickly waved to summon the waiter by the captain's side. "Assist me back to my room and inform the room management desk that unless I make an internal call, no one is to open the door. Remember, no one! Do you understand? Hurry!"

The secretary turned around swiftly as if awakening from a dream, her eyes brimming with tears, and hurriedly made her way towards the cabin door in a hurried manner. Just before exiting, she hesitated noticeably, paused, and with great determination turned her head back, saying, "Captain, Captain, just now, the radar communication center sent an urgent report stating that they have received an emergency distress signal from the missing sightseeing boat."

I never expected that the knot in my heart for many years would be untied in this way. That person leaped backward, landing in a starfish position on the soft, fluffy bed. After bouncing up and down a few times, they stretched out vigorously. Now it feels so relaxed, truly refreshing!

"I read your diary." The voice of the Sovereign was chillingly cold, "I have been quietly contemplating in the outer space for a long time. Since you have chosen your family, I certainly cannot aspire to that. Let us part ways here." The coldness of the voice was frightening, not something the Sovereign intended, as even warm words would lose a few degrees of warmth through tightly clenched teeth.

After disembarking from the sightseeing boat and spending half an hour in the cosmic germ superion disinfection chamber, "Yang Sen" finally stepped into the inner hold of this tourism giant, which was as large as a cosmic fortress

The communication screen was turned off. Just moments ago, there had been shouting and chaos, and Kafka slumped into the command chair like a pile of mud. "It's over. How could this happen? A sightseeing vessel visiting the interstellar meteor waterfall has mysteriously gone missing, and the search team dispatched based on the coordinates from the vessel's positioning device has found nothing."

Just as the intention was firmly established, before the thought waves could be emitted, something in the sea of consciousness seemed to be touched. Immediately, an intense and unprecedented pain began to engulf the ruler's brain. The ruler's complexion began to turn pale.

Without the mood to pay attention to the server's expression, deep guilt and regret have completely overwhelmed Yang Sen, who truly wishes he could slap himself several times. At the very core of his consciousness, one "he" is continuously smiling and apologizing to another "he"... and has made countless promises of an unstable treaty

The core of the Dominator's consciousness has indeed reached a state impervious to any external harm, but what about the internal conflicts within the core? Under the intense impact of these two equally matched forces, the consciousness imprints of the Dominator and Yang Sen began to dissipate. Gradually, when both sides were unable to control the consciousness energy any longer, the originally homogenous energy finally ceased its mutual collision. At this moment, the Dominator's formidable recovery ability manifested, as all dissipated imprints were re-gathered and reinforced. However, this instinctive recovery ability could not discern which of the dissipated imprints belonged to the Dominator and which belonged to Yang Sen, thus...

Setting off? That's not possible! The search vessel must rely on the positioning of the mother ship to conduct its search, and the energy reserves on that sightseeing boat can only support operations for two days. Once the energy is depleted, the oxygen generation system will shut down. If I leave, the fastest rescue ship would take at least three days to reach here. In that case... not to mention how the company would punish me for the loss of reputation, just the identity of that missing boy... Oh heavens, the girl who reported his disappearance is actually the granddaughter of the chairman of the Gaia Alliance. So, who could he be? A young master from the Earth Federation? A member of the Sophie Empire's royal family? Even if he were just a wealthy heir from the Gaia Alliance, how could I just abandon him like this? His family would never let me off the hook!

Get down! Did you hear that! Ricaf is about to lose his mind

It turned out that, due to the Ruler's lack of utilizing consciousness fusion for billions of years, the deep integration of Yang Sen's memories and thoughts had not completely eradicated the consciousness imprint contained within. Even so, Yang Sen's minuscule imprint, akin to a grain of millet, should have remained in eternal slumber within the Ruler's vast sea of consciousness, resembling a boundless galaxy. However, when the Ruler's decision to eliminate Ying echoed in the sea of consciousness, the intense desire to love and protect Ying awakened Yang Sen's consciousness imprint. Even so, Yang Sen's minuscule imprint, akin to a grain of millet, should have remained in eternal slumber within the Ruler's vast sea of consciousness, resembling a boundless galaxy. However, when the Ruler's decision to eliminate Ying echoed in the sea of consciousness, the intense desire to love and protect Ying awakened Yang Sen's consciousness imprint

"Did I not tell you to go down?" Ricaf leaped up suddenly, glaring with bloodshot eyes as he shouted angrily at the secretary who had come and gone.

On a luxuriously decorated goose down bed, the silver mist that had lingered for two days gradually dissipated, revealing a face that could still be considered handsome and resolute. With a light sigh, the person agilely jumped up, yet his eyes were filled with confusion

... ...

The so-called captain, with a face full of forced smiles and incessant apologies, had not yet realized that a remarkably soft and delicate figure had already leapt into his embrace

"Captain, Captain." This soft and tender voice was originally his favorite, but today is different from the past. The secretary interrupting him at this moment surely means it is not good news

Yang Sen made up his mind and pressed the service call button by the bedside, saying, "Open the door!"

... ...

With a wave of the hand, the secretary discreetly left.

After knocking on the door for a long time, there was not a single sound from inside. "Have they gone out, or are they angry?" Yang Sen thought anxiously

Captain! The secretary's voice was indeed somewhat flustered. "Many guests are already inquiring why we have not set off yet. Our stay in the Meteor Sea has greatly exceeded the scheduled plan, and our next stop is the shopping paradise of Hong Kong Star. Many ladies are becoming increasingly impatient, and if we delay any further, I fear..."

... ...

Sigh, you may go down first and inform the service desk to do their utmost to soothe the passengers' emotions. Every moment counts, so let us try to delay as much as possible.

It is as follows, sir. Your companion was taken away by the family fleet, reportedly after you went missing, she urgently contacted the family fleet that was conducting exercises nearby to come and search for you. Just as you entered the room, the fleet arrived. However, perhaps due to the argument between you and her, she returned to the family fleet with red-rimmed eyes. Before she left, she stood outside your room for quite a while, but ultimately did not enter. The face of the waiter was filled with envy, yet there was also a hint of jealousy interspersed.

"Sen, what on earth has happened? I am almost worried to death," the girl in my arms began to sob.

Haha, hahaha, hahahaha, I remember now, I remember. The sound of wild laughter grew increasingly high-pitched, and the tone was filled with joy

Weakness arrived so swiftly that the master not only could not exert his mental power, but his body also began to lose strength, unable to break free from the embrace of that frail female creature

The Master suddenly felt a wave of disgust; being in such close proximity to a primate made him very uncomfortable. He recalled that this female creature had spent over two years with that Yansen. Although he had already integrated Yansen's thoughts and memories, there were bound to be discrepancies in the details, which she might discover, leading her to question his identity. Considering this, the Master decided to silently and powerfully destroy the internal genes of this female creature with his telekinesis, ensuring that she would die quietly tonight, putting an end to everything.

"Captain, Captain." It was still that soft and tender voice

Sighing, the person's expression became serious. "Indeed, I have gained much. As the sovereign, having accepted the worldview of humanity within Yang Sen's consciousness, my feelings towards all things and beings have undergone significant changes. Finally, after countless eons, I have unraveled the deep-seated resentment towards all cosmic races caused by the dragon's departure. For eons, I have borne the heavy psychological burden of not wanting to go against the dragon's will and taking lethal action. At this moment of physical and mental exhaustion, it has finally begun to fade. I feel a long-lost sense of ease and joy returning to my side." "For eons, I have borne the heavy psychological burden of not wanting to go against the dragon's will and taking lethal action. At this moment of physical and mental exhaustion, it has finally begun to fade. I feel a long-lost sense of ease and joy returning to my side."

As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw the waiter who had accompanied him returning. "Sir, you are out now. You haven't gone out for two consecutive days, which has made us quite worried. The captain has come to visit you many times, but out of consideration for your prior instructions, he refrained from intruding. I was only asked to stand guard at the door for safety's sake."

Energy is devoid of thought; thus, an increasing amount of energy originally belonging to the sovereign's sea of consciousness is gathering under Yang Sen's conscious imprint, repeatedly striking against the sovereign's conscious imprint. Upon awakening, Yang Sen harbors but one thought: the sovereign must die, and he must live. Under this immensely strong and pure call of consciousness, when the sovereign begins to fall silent, the conscious energy that Yang Sen has amassed is already sufficient to stand in equal opposition to him.

"Who am I?" The faint question reveals endless confusion. The person stands by the bed for a long time, furrowing their brow and pondering deeply.

Sir, the waiter followed up breathlessly, "Sir, your companion has already left the ship"

I am the leader of the Sara tribe, the Mind Worm Sovereign, the most terrifying force in the universe. The voice paused slightly, "I am also Yang Sen, the chief student of Xuanyuan Academy, a humble citizen of the Galactic Federation"

Hmm, I have been feeling a bit unwell these past couple of days. Captain Lao is worried, so please convey my thanks to him. Yang Sen casually responded a few words and quickly walked towards Ying's room. At this moment, he was eager to see Ying. "Really, how could that 'me' be so insensitive? Ying cried in my arms for the first time. I shouldn't have said such harsh words in my haste to escape; Ying must be heartbroken. However, I also blame the other 'me' for being too reckless. If only I had saved some strength back then, I could have pushed Ying away." Really, how could that 'me' be so insensitive? Ying cried in my arms for the first time. I shouldn't have said such harsh words in my haste to escape; Ying must be heartbroken. However, I also blame the other 'me' for being too reckless. If only I had saved some strength back then, I could have pushed Ying away. Sigh! This is truly a muddled account; forget it, I will make amends with Ying when I see her.