Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

It was the first time since her mind and soul was extremely tired, resulting in her longest inactivity of lazing around and not doing anything significant.

While her eyes were feasting on the view of numerous trainees practicing their movement verse, MF had her utterly lazy mind to work on another project.

Using the data gathered after removing the System from Elon's soul, she eventually worked on a raw schematic of metaphysical strings bio-formation similar to how those digital entities work.

Of course, MF needed to create it from scratch instead of using the system essence she had as a full reference. Because if they were able to identify and the junction of string formation were those that were meant to serve their kind, MF's system could be hijacked or even taken control by those outsiders.

She used her knowledge of xeno-formation to build most of the hypothetical parts. So if it worked as it intended, it could probably be categorized as a Divine Entity like those of an Angel.

With further calculation and the benefits of doubt, she could turn the said system into sentient with enough 'faith of life' that matches with the value of the system.

The Ouroboros could be seen having her comfy face melting. Either due to the continuous withdrawal from the brain cells she abused to constantly create those extremely complicated Deflector Orbs, or because she needed to keep her composure in front of someone who could kill her in an instant if he saw anything suspicious for hours.

"Uhm, Master?" Ki prodded the Ouroboros who fell in trance with her procrastination project. Ki felt like it was cute and funny that her master could create an expression like this. "Master, I'm a little bit spooked by your demeanor right now."

Ki then touched her master's soft cheeks.

"Mmhh?" MF finally awakened from her short circuit as she shifted her gaze to her Vassal Deity, showing a comfy smile. "Oh yeah, give me the report."

"Seems like you're in an extremely good mood, Master." Ki playfully sneered. "Just like we predicted. Dorian Citadel was actually going to claim its propaganda to revolt against the continent association. Although it was mostly done because there are a huge information gap that severed the path from the neighboring Citadels, letting the citizens and the Usurpers within it fell into confusion on which one to follow.

"Faranor Citadel was caught building an illegal fortress within the vicinity with all of its main force being a Private Military Company. Their huge possession of M.A.D had led to rumors swirling around them having been controlled by an Evil Cult and the Dark Guild.

"If the misunderstanding is nurtured to a higher degree, I think we can safely assume that there will be conflict that stained the sands with blood by the mortals themselves."

"That is a huge news you got there!" MF felt exhilarated that her prediction was on the mark. "Any reaction from Rogue Citadels?"

"Ohoho! There is actually constant infiltration and reconnaissance being sent by three different parties!" Ki slyly grinned as she showed three fingers to her master. "I got the coordinates and their motivation right up the alley right away within this precious baby of mine!"

Toma appeared from Ki's shadow and took a huge pile of strapped documents and put it on the ground.

MF was surprised when Toma was able to retrieve and directly interact with the divine domain of its owner. "I see that you and Toma have bonded closer than ever."

"Of course!" Ki picked up Toma from the ground, turning the dangerous blob into the cute droplet it was. "I kinda turned him into my Champion! Now everything that he did will become a faith for both of us!" Ki then showed the bubbly black creature, being the incarnation of jello that he was.

When the divine spirits of gods patched their crest and divinity as blessings onto their followers. The blessed followers would turn into their Champion who carried their will and divinity.

Although, most of the divine beings did this to reduce direct interaction with the mortals that believe in them, so it didn't really give Ki a great of a benefit as Toma stayed with her most of the time.

Foel Mirage, Damascus Von Clezakh, and Tuli could actually be categorized Ouroboros' Champion because of how they were tied closely while also receiving the Ouroboros' blessings to a certain extent. MF didn't really want to think of them as such and preferred to refer to them as family and comrades.

"Well then, you could put the report back to your Divine Domain and I'll work on it after tomorrow."

"After tomorrow?" Ki tilted her head, as she never would've imagined that her master would not immediately work on everything that appeared in her eyes. To Ki, it was a welcomed and surprising change. She then smirked. "Something will happen tomorrow?"

"Fufufu." The Ouroboros stood, standing taller by more than a half meter beside her vassal deity. "Tomorrow is a joyous and important day. Well, to put it bluntly, it's my birthday."

"Birthday?" Ki tilted her head to the other side. "Is that something consumable?"

MF nervously smirked. "It's a celebration for surviving another year within this wretched world." The Ouroboros gently closed one of her eyes as she gestured her forefinger. "Take it as a special moment and time to remind yourself of what you're fighting for."

"Oh!" Ki's eyes sparkled, impressed by the concept that was said. "Can I have one too?"

"Of course." MF proudly nodded. "Try to countdown from 365 to zero from the moment you're born. When it reached zero, that is the day where you could celebrate your unbecoming of revolting against the faith that was set upon your soul."

"But." Ki then tilted her head again to the other side. "I can't remember the moment I was born."

"Why not use the day where you became my Vassal Deity as your birthday?" MF playfully smiled.

"Good idea!"

MF ended up establishing her bond with her Vassal Deity, trying to get to know each other in the hope of pursuing the future.

MF did the same thing she did to Foel and told a partial of her story to Ki so that her vassal deity knew where the motivation and driving force that moved the so-called avatar of Infinity Serpent came from.

MF won't tell the complete story and the crucial information that could be used against her. Even though she trusted Ki, she still couldn't stop being wary of her peeping world that was aiming at her.

While the night was waiting for the sun to set upon the sky. MF and Ki came to the Domeniul Ceresc to meet with the great wisps of the heavenly land.

"Such perfect propaganda!" Ain declared after hearing his master idea of holding a festival. "I mean, a perfect celebration for our progress! I shall present myself with a sermon to tell the tale of how you were there in the time of creation, giving kindness and hope to the world!"

'Ain, I could definitely see your intention, don't need to hide it.' MF smiled as she went with the flow.

"Almighty One, I suggest that we decorate the entirety of Domeniul Ceresc with lamps with your crest on it, blooming the nature even more with wisps and lantern flying around the sky to illuminate the eyes of the forest residents with hope and joy," Ain proudly added.

MF thought that it would be lovely to add those suggestions into her plan. "Accepted, I shall see if I could enhance the scenery of this land even more."

"Seems like Sir Asir and Sir Ain have already thought this throughout." Ki reluctantly smirked, surprised at how they all had planned for this kind of scenario. "Shall I deliver news to Madam Foel and the other on the Lautus Tunguska?"

"I allow it." MF satisfiedly nodded. "It will be better if they knew it while I shall see if I prepare another heavenly banquet for the forest dwellers."

Ki threw a thumbs up before soaring to the sky.

Just like planned, MF immediately turned a section of vast grassy meadow into a large kitchen where she could prepare her dishes. Ain spread his usual hypnotizing words to make most of the forest dwellers willingly help the owner of this land as a kitchen helper.

With the ingredients being mass produced, most of them were a new kind of fruits and seeds were mostly being snack by the forest dwellers.

With Asir and Ain management, there were numerous sections and teams being scattered across the vast kitchen.

Most of them were intrigued by the concept of processing food as they rarely ate anything other than the acorns and energy emitted by Anvriel's Vessel. MF had also prepared enough ingredients that it won't matter if they go wild with their creation. She had also given many examples and recipes for the dwellers to follow.

Whether they wanted to follow it or not depends on them.

Most of the Mandragoras ended up playing with the ingredients and created a lot of weird and unorthodox objects that may or may be consumables by mortal standard, knowing that those food they created would be their great offering for their goddess and among themselves.

The Dryads and the rest of the forest spirits were adept at this and they were doing fine as they tried to follow the countless recipes being displayed on a large board made by the Ouroboros.

Most of the Alraunes meanwhile, were killing the competition by rapidly creating unique dishes after dishes in quick succession without rest. It seemed like they were the ones who were having fun the most.

"This has gone hectic rather quickly.." MF said to herself as she witnessed the chaos unfold.