A week later.
"Brother Nash! Where are you? You're not playing with Charlotte and Elijah anymore," Charlotte pouted after barging into the house, looking around for Nash.
"Charlotte, don't be too rowdy. Maybe Brother Nash has something to do," Elijah said, grabbing his wild sister.
"Charlotte, Elijah, why are you two here?" Nash greeted, looking at the twins with a smile.
Charlotte and Elijah were his five-year-old twin neighbors.
Over a month ago, while he was renovating the house, these two little kids jumped over the fence, treating his place as their secret base.
Seeing the two, Nash nearly had a heart attack.
The place they landed was just a few meters away from the bomb trap he had just arranged.
Initially, he wanted to scold the two for being too careless.
Still, before he could say anything, they swarmed him, calling him "brother" in every sentence they mouthed.
Seeing such cute kids chatter around him like little birds, Nash's anger was quickly extinguished. In a good mood, he even invited them to come in and eat some snacks.
Although Nash still hadn't fulfilled his dream of eating banquets every day, he still bought some exquisite snacks to satisfy his taste.
Soon, after getting along, he learned that Charlotte and Elijah lived with their grandfather, a famous researcher whom even the Arleans treated with respect.
Thinking it wouldn't be wrong to have such influential friends, especially with such cute twins, Nash let them be.
He also removed the explosive traps in case they set them off while he was away.
Meanwhile, seeing his bandaged arms, the two were shocked.
"Brother Nash, what happened to your arms?!" Charlotte asked in distress.
"Did you have an accident, Brother Nash?" Elijah also asked in worry.
"No! Brother Nash must've been beaten because some guys are jealous of his appearance!" Charlotte concluded, imagining various plots in her mind.
"Charlotte, your mind is flying off again. I just fell while fixing something," Nash lied.
During this week, he worked tirelessly, erasing all the traces left by Elias.
Now, the Cloud Garden Residence and several surrounding streets were cleared.
Unless they used unusual tracking methods, they could only search Landon City in circles.
"Brother, is it painful? Here, let me blow on it for you," Charlotte said gently, blowing on his arms.
"Charlotte, don't be mischievous; you may worsen the injury," Elijah quickly held back his sister.
"Brother!" Charlotte shouted angrily, looking at her brother.
She finally had the chance to comfort her beloved prince. How could her brother be such a nuisance?
"By the way, why are you two here? Where is your grandfather?" Nash asked, shifting the topic.
"Oh, that's right, we are here to invite Brother Nash to watch the Cosmic Competition of Solara Domain!" Charlotte said excitedly, pulling him to the TV.
"Cosmic Competition? Solara Domain?" Unfamiliar with the words, Nash couldn't help but ask.
"Brother Nash didn't know this?" Charlotte said in surprise.
She always thought Nash was omnipotent and all-knowing, but it seemed that there was still something he didn't know.
"Cosmic Competition is a fight to determine the best warriors in the Chronos Galactic Empire. Then, under the Galactic Empire, there are domain, sector, and planetary civilizations. Earth is located in the Solara Domain, Nova Sector." Elijah explained briefly.
"That was what I was trying to say!" Charlotte muttered silently while pouting.
"The world is indeed massive. Earth is too little in comparison," Nash sighed.
Although he didn't know the specifics, he still got the gist of iThe t.
Galactic Empire should be like a country; inside it were states called domains, and inside the domains were sectors where Earth resided.
"It's really big. One day, I plan to visit all the planets and civilizations, taste their food, savor their culture, and much more!" Charlotte said grandly.
"Such a big ambition? How did you think of this?" Nash asked, feeling Charlotte suddenly become smart.
He could still understand Elijah; this kid was a prodigy through and through.
Nash heard Elijah's grandfather say that at the age of one, Elijah could already say full sentences; at the age of two, Elijah could already read; at the age of three and four, he showed keen interest in learning, joining his parent in scientific research.
Now, at the age of five, God only knows what kind of genius flows in this kid's mind.
Looking at Charlotte, he thought she also inherited some of her twin brother's genius mind.
"Oh, my sister always used to say this—oops! I mean, it's because I'm smart and beautiful!" Charlotte quickly changed her words.
"You two have a sister?" Nash asked, hearing it for the first time.
"No, no, we don't have a sister, just some distant cousin..." Charlotte silently said, not wanting Nash to hear it.
"Anyway, let's watch the show; I can't wait!" Charlotte said, changing the topic.
Her cousin was too beautiful; she was worried that she might snatch her princely brother.
Turning on the TV, they watched a recorded match between an Arleanian and a fighter from another civilization.
Watching the match, Nash was fascinated.
From different fighting skills he thought were inhuman, energy attacks using void energy, and special skills, Nash felt like he was watching a sci-fi movie.
"Too strong," Knowing the two in the match were only Void Warriors, he was shocked by the power they could produce.
He knew Void Warriors were only the beginning of the transcendence path; there were still void commanders and levels beyond his comprehension.
Watching the match, the three sat on the sofa, feasting their eyes.
"It's a pity the humans on Earth couldn't fight in a cosmic competition of such scale," Elijah muttered sadly.
"Duh! They can't even pass the evaluation of the sector-level Cosmic Competition," Charlotte rolled her eyes.
"Earthlings could also enter in these kinds of competitions?"
"Of course, Brother Nash! It is promulgated in some rules or something," Charlotte quickly answered, not remembering everything.
"It's in the Chronos article. It states that even slaves couldn't be barred from entry in any cosmic competition. If proven that they hindered a willing participant, they would be fined or, at worst, killed," Elijah explained.
"Such a strict rule, huh," Nash said sarcastically.
It's basically a useless rule.
Hindered in the competition?
How could they pass the assessment and register for the cosmic competition without the most basic training resources?
As for proving the crime of the assailant's party, they had to have the ability to report first.
Without the most essential virtual pod, how could they even communicate outside the planet?
"What a pointless rule..."