Xyrin Empire - Chapter 40

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

 Qianqian rubbed her belly as she proposed, “Ah Jun, why not we go to the school gates and buy some bread?”

 “No,” I gestured, “Let’s find one of our teachers to get some food!”

 I finally discovered one good thing about having all these Xyrin Empire Commanders within my school: as a student, I could now get much special treatment… as long as I didn’t attract attention. For example, I could enter and leave school whenever I wanted (the security officer at the gate was one of us), I could use the computers in the laboratory building even when they were closed (the generator room teacher was one of us as well), and finally, I could also go to the teacher’s canteen to get food when I didn’t manage to get some of my own (the form teacher was my… cough, cough… don’t think silly).

 As a school persistently trying to keep up with the Cang Lan Private High School just next door, District K Second Middle School’s leadership treated teachers’ welfare very seriously. A direct result of this was that the staff accommodations conditions were very good. The facilities inside—bathroom, kitchen, and living room—were like that of a hotel’s.

Although it was still incomparable to the five-star-hotel-like facilities in the branded school opposite—in the eyes of the students here, standards for the staff accommodation here far exceeded our expectations. As such, the staff accommodations became something much talked about for us students during toilet breaks.

 This very day, we were here to experience what this accommodation had to offer.

 We sat in the living room of Pan Lingling’s accommodations as we saw a table full of sumptuous dishes as we stared wide-eyed. This apartment’s master, our beautiful form teacher Pan Lingling, was still rushing between the kitchen and the living room as the sounds of pots and pans banging together created a really nice melody.

 Evidently, that two Empire sovereign and an Empire general had gathered here to taste her cooking had made this loyal Commander extremely nervous.

 While our faces were indifferent, Qianqian looked very restrained ever since we entered. Up until now, she still didn’t understand how we were so audacious to come to our form teacher’s living quarters to eat a free meal.

 “Teacher,” once Pan Lingling placed the third plate of red braised pork on the table, Qianqian couldn’t help it anymore but say, “this is more than enough; we can’t finish all these. Furthermore, we might not be able to make it for class if we waited some more…”

 “Oh…” Pan Lingling responded as she hurriedly walked to the table side and placed chicken nuggets in front of Pandora. She then carefully looked about as she said anxiously, “Please wait a while more, I have a few more dishes…”

 “That’s enough! If you continue making, we would not be able to finish everything even when the world ended!” I laughed and said. I was amazed at Pan Lingling. She was evidently very at ease in the classroom and was never so agitated in front of me; why was she like this now?

 “This is a different situation.” As if sensing my bewilderment, Pandora’s voice rang out in my mind: “Big Brother and Big Sister Sandora are now of equal rank and dealing with Sivis (Pan Lingling’s real name). For a Xyrin Apostle that only has A-Level permissions, this is a very rare honor; and that’s why Sivis is under so much pressure.”

 I was amused by Pandora’s explanation: “How about you? You don’t seem to be under any pressure. Furthermore, you seem to be calling Sandora ‘Big Sister’ with much ease.” 

“I have SSS-level permission and have also received Big Brother—your special permission to call Xyrin Emperors such; I am an exception.”

 “…I really can’t make sense of your way of thinking.”

 After I gave my ‘order’, Pan Lingling finally stopped. At this time, the number of dishes on the table was enough for a full banquet feast; it was a wonder she managed to whip all of this up in such a short time.

 I figured that this meal was probably the most anxious one Pan Lingling had eaten in her life. From the fact that she broke six pairs of chopsticks consecutively, it was evident.

 Sandora seemed very satisfied with carbon-based beings’ food; this made me even more curious about the Xyrin Apostles’ physiological composition. They seemed to be able to eat both organic and inorganic things, from energy to matter; I couldn’t think of anything in the universe that they couldn’t digest.

 This meal was pure torture for Pan Lingling; however, for Sandora, it was a feast. Thanks to this lass that still had an appetite after wiping out half the table worth of dishes, we were fully twenty minutes late for our afternoon class. Fortunately, our first afternoon class was Political Theory and Fundamental Law—remember who the teacher for this class was? It was the counterfeit expert that managed to print out enough money overnight to sustain three hundred Commanders for four months.

 Five minutes before the last afternoon class was about to begin, Fatty Zhao Hang suddenly rushed into the classroom as he cried out, “Big news; this is definitely big news!”

 Why did I feel that there was so much news lately?

 Normally, Fatty’s information was boring and nothing important. Furthermore, his information’s reliability was basically zero; and not many in class were willing to believe him. However, recently, Fatty had magically brought two big pieces of good news (for the boys in the class of course), and everyone had started to be interested in what he had to say.

 As Fatty always had the same habit to want to bait everyone before he was willing to speak, everyone had made preparations beforehand; and when he jumped onto the speaking platform, everyone already started to look for stools to throw.

 Seeing everyone acting in unison, Fatty was a little lost for a moment. He hurriedly said, “Don’t, don’t! I am not baiting you guys this time; put down your weapons…”

 After everyone had placed down their stools, Fatty cleared his throat and said, “According to my latest sources, a very important person has come to our area. Three days later in the night, there will be a huge welcome ceremony in the city plaza…”

 “Tch!” Everyone chimed.

 “There would be drinks and snacks provided. This important person is a rare beauty as well!”

“Eh—!” Everyone gasped!

 A rather passionate spectator raised his hand and asked, “Fatty, who is this person? Why is so much being done just for her?”

 Fatty touched his head and said, “I do not know the specifics. However, she seems to be a foreign royalty; I heard she is a princess. As the news is being kept rather tight, I didn’t even manage to get a name…”

 As the students near the speaking platform grew excited, I—however—didn’t have the mood to join in.

 “Sandora, be honest; is this princess you?”

 Sandora pulled a face and said, “What do you mean is it me?”

 …Why can’t this lass be as obedient as Pandora? Was the difference between Xyrin Emperors and ordinary Xyrin Apostles that the former had stronger personalities?

 “Don’t act dumb,” I said a little irritated, “What identity did you use to enter this world?”

 “As for this…”—Sandora placed a finger on her lower lip—”what does a princess do?”

 Oh my god! How did this lass achieve this?!

 To completely integrate into an environment using a false identity… that was not an easy feat. If it was just a fake identity, that was still manageable and could be done by making a fake ID card and altering government records. For Xyrin Apostles, this was not hard. However, to establish a made-up social network at the same time wasn’t that easy. One not only had to have proof of identity, but one also had to have a rather complete social network. If not, if someone suddenly appeared out of nowhere for a long time, there were bound to be mistakes made and suspicions raised.

Just raising a simple example: Sivis. She had used Pan Lingling as her human identity to become a form teacher in our school. She had used a mere few hours to obtain this new identity. Not only did she require a new identity, but she also needed to rely on Keos’s group mind-interference ability to exert strong, subtle hints on key personnel to allow for Pan Lingling’s presence to be part of their memories. If not, to have a new colleague out of the blue would definitely arouse suspicion among the other teachers in the school.

 From the above analysis, it was apparent that to establish a fake social network within a short amount of time (Due to Xyrin Apostles’ high efficiency, they could formulate a rather perfect false identity in a few hours most of the time.) required much effort to alter the memories of many. Furthermore, the more attention was paid on this false identity, the wider the range of memory altering that needed to be done. If one wanted to become someone like Michael Jackson, a few-billion-people-wide memory cleansing and altering operation had to be done.

 What did Sandora do now?

 Based on what she had said, she had successfully become some country’s princess? My god, had she changed the memory of all the humans in a country?