"You two, come help me," Dan Heng said. Star and March 7th nodded, and following Dan Heng's instructions, began to repair the power supply device.
With the combined efforts of the three, it wasn't long before the power supply device returned to normal. Clara clapped her hands happily, a smile on her face.
"Thank you all!" Clara looked at everyone gratefully. "If it weren't for your help, I really don't know what I would have done. This way, everyone in the outer ring won't lose light and heat."
Star shook her head. "It's nothing. We're looking for you because we want to meet Svarog. We want to discuss the matters concerning the Upper District and the Lower District with him."
Clara hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"Hmm... Clara believes the big brother and big sister aren't bad people. I'll take everyone to see Mr. Svarog."
After a difficult negotiation, the three members of the Trailblaze Crew, along with Seele and Bronya, finally reached an agreement with the incessantly chattering robots. With Clara's assistance, they successfully entered the mysterious mechanical tribe.
"I'm back, Mr. Svarog," Clara's voice held a hint of joy.
"I see the settlement's power system is back online. Thank you, Clara," Svarog responded with his unique electronic voice. Then, his sensors quickly turned to the members of the Trailblaze Crew.
"But why did you bring them here?" Svarog's tone carried a hint of wariness.
Clara explained anxiously, "Mr. Svarog should have seen it in the previous footage; they are not residents here, and they are all very kind and capable people. They sincerely hope to help us solve the problems of the Upper District."
Svarog's eyes flickered with faint light, as if analyzing and evaluating these strangers before him. Finally, he spoke:
"Analysis result; target appeared from the viewing room, background: extraterrestrial visitors, Astral Express. Classification: unknown information."
"Given Clara's introduction, I will give you an opportunity to speak."
"We have no intention of provoking conflict," Star said.
"Seeking peace, understood," Svarog replied. "But that is your unilateral statement."
"As for my attitude, it will be determined after evaluating the results of your negotiations."
"Let's get straight to the point. Don't waste this world's precious time."
"He just blocked all your attempts to speak, this guy..." March 7th said with some dissatisfaction.
"We came for the Stellaron. As you can see, the Stellaron is destroying this world, and we are here to resolve the crisis," Star replied.
"Calling up database... access denied. Discussing 'Stellaron' with unauthorized targets: forbidden." Svarog's eyes glowed red.
Seele quickly added, "As Clara said, you should have seen it. We need to seal the Stellaron, and for that, we need your help. You know something, right?"
Svarog's electronic eyes flickered, seemingly thinking rapidly: "Variable one: Clara's request. Variable two: outsiders' motives. Variable three: the harm caused by the Stellaron... Evaluation result updated: decision-making power transferred to outsiders, and access to 'Stellaron' related information permitted. I can help you, but I need to understand more information. Tell me, how do you plan to seal the Stellaron?"
Svarog's voice became somewhat mechanical: "Alright, if my help can save this world, then I am willing to cooperate. But I have one condition: I wish to maintain my independence and decision-making power during the operation."
March 7th said with some dissatisfaction, "This guy is really difficult..."
Dan Heng, however, nodded in agreement: "I can understand your request, Svarog. Our goals are aligned; we are both here to protect this world. During our cooperation, we will respect your opinions and decisions."
"Data retrieval approved, now playing..." Svarog began to play a distant audio file.
...
Meanwhile, at the Interstellar Peace Corporation headquarters, Pierpoint, in the Strategic Investment Department's conference room.
Based on the current intelligence, Penacony definitely has a big pit.
Jade couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, looking at Aventurine, whose lips were curved in a half-smile. "This 'Harmony Festival' is really going to be lively, isn't it? Are you still so optimistic?"
The smile on Aventurine's face remained, showing no sign of fading. He said with a feigned relaxed demeanor, "There's nothing strange about it. Although I haven't personally experienced the wonder of harmony, after reading these contents, I feel... a bit relaxed."
He slowly exhaled a turbid breath, focusing his attention on the main matter, and continued: "Moreover, the 'Family' should be more troubled at the moment. In such a chaotic situation, trying to maintain their so-called 'harmony' is by no means an easy task."
Upon hearing this, Jade couldn't help but chuckle softly. She said calmly, "But they have no choice, especially for their meticulously planned 'Harmony Festival'."
"Regarding the recovery of Penacony, how do you think we should handle it?"
She seemed to want to hear others' opinions.
"Aventurine is no longer suitable for this task; his visibility is too high now," Opal, who had been silent for a long time, spoke. "I can go."
Upon hearing this, Jade's lips curved slightly into a cunning smile: "It may not be very effective to make arrangements at this very moment. It's better to wait for good news. Once we have sufficient information, then we can consider how to bring Penacony back into the company's embrace."
"One problem now is that the viewing information will have a certain impact on the company's reputation, which may make the progress of some businesses difficult," Topaz said, frowning.
"I don't deny that, but the company is by no means easy to deal with. These matters will not have too much impact on business," Jade responded lightly.
As for the company's reputation, she chuckled, her sarcasm evident: "Hmph, that's something the Trailblaze Department needs to worry about! In my opinion, that old man, Oswaldo Schneider, is probably fuming right now!" At this, she couldn't help but feel a sense of schadenfreude.
Upon hearing the name "Oswaldo Schneider," the smile on Aventurine's face did not change in the slightest, yet deep in his eyes, a surging anger lay hidden, as if about to erupt.