### Chapter 25: Different Natures
Under the Leader’s command, Garnet became a streak of light, entering Mo Tu’s body.
Mo Tu instantly sensed the stars’ elevation, feeling something peculiar.
The current [He Tu Luo Shu] was undergoing sub-extraordinary transmutation, far surpassing its original specifications.
This was beyond the simple notion of 1+1=2.
If even sub-extraordinary was this strong, one can imagine the true extraordinary level.
Like that of Night Star Lan.
Mo Tu didn’t get overly attached to this power and quickly proceeded with his divination.
His target could very well be beyond the ultra-class.
If it were truly a supernova, even the sub-extraordinary [He Tu Luo Shu] would struggle.
But it was still better than something intangible before.
At least now, he had the right to obtain the insights from this divination.
“Divination begins, Hero Cemetery.”
In Mo Tu’s mind flickered the location of the hero’s cemetery.
As mental strength deepened, so did the hindrances, but he still progressed slowly.
Information once out of reach began revealing itself, bit by bit.
Just then.
Mo Tu suddenly saw a pair of eyes deep within the hero cemetery, as if staring directly at him. The eyes gleamed with amusement.
The divination of sub-extraordinary level had reached its limit.
Mo Tu retracted his gaze, exhaling deeply.
The racing heartbeat gradually returned to normal.
“The first generation, nation, domination, rule, those should be the information I have.”
These were the details Mo Tu gleaned through divination.
Leader slightly frowned.
“So little?”
“Not too bad, the hero cemetery houses supernovas like Koon Yu Bai and Lianhua.”
Mo Tu countered.
He analyzed much from those four words.
Firstly, the term “first generation” confirmed the unknown abnormalities in the Hero Cemetery were indeed first-generation Star Eclipses.
That absolutely meant a supernova grade; scarier than usual supernovae.
Like Kong Yu Bai and Lian Hua who were regular supernovae.
Although frightening, they didn’t compare to the first-generation star eclipses.
First-generation star eclipses originated in ancient times and survived till now, said to be created early by the origin of stars.
Though ranked as supernovae, their depth surpassed newborn supernovae.
Mo Tu wouldn’t underestimate them just because Night Star Lan dealt with many first generations.
Facing them personally might only result in getting his ashes scattered.
He needs vigilant caution.
Leader pondered, considering strategies.
With a supernova star eclipse in the hero cemetery, they couldn’t follow the initial plan.
Headquarters’ sealing methods would undoubtedly fail against such an entity.
Sealing it forcibly might provoke it, leading to countless other star eclipses spilling out.
While those star eclipses might not initiate harmful actions, contamination remained unavoidable.
They must gather all night watchers to resolve this threat.
Leader first thought of Night Lan.
Perhaps she was more knowledgeable, making her the best bet.
Could they entrust her with handling this?
While Leader deliberated on that possibility, Mo Tu interjected, “Let us handle it first; if need be, we can call for backup.”
“What do you mean?”
“Being scared off isn’t our style. We shouldn’t rely too much on miracles, she has her own duties.”
“True. So, how about setting off three days later? Garnet’s abilities have already been used once. Without her, we’d lack many safeguards.”
Garnet’s star could be used every three days, powerful yet restrictive. Sub-extraordinary stars sometimes played key roles, possibly overshadowing many night watchers combined.
Though Mo Tu agreed internally, practicality stood in the way.
“I’m sorry, three days is too long, I have to hurry.”
It was Tuesday morning, delaying till Friday meant missing preparations crucial for the upcoming grand performance.
Leader furrowed his brows, torn between choices.
He understood Mo Tu’s predicament but as headquarters leader, plunging followers into danger was unwise when lacking comprehensive preparation.
Any mishap would be his responsibility.
Starting off three days later was optimal but Mo Tu’s urgency prevented waiting.
What now?
Mo Tu sighed, empathizing with Leader’s concern.
“I’ll go check it out myself in the morning.”
“You’re crazy!”
“No, no. This is actually quite smart.”
Mo Tu remained composed.
He wasn’t going to recklessly dive into danger nor foolishly challenge.
While confronting first-generation star eclipses was risky, Mo Tu felt otherwise.
You could say he was confidently fearless.
Considering his role as the announcer, if anything happened, little loli would confirm things.
After all, that was their last resort.
Before doing so, Mo Tu would finally take risks to find fun.
He had faith in himself.
Leader squinted.
“What drives your recklessness?”
“Trust me. If I don’t return by the weekend, the loli will come, and you can delegate to her when she comes. Ideally, I hope to be back before she arrives in the capital, or there’d be no avoiding her mischief.”
“She’ll save you?”
“Wrong. It’s more like she’d rescue me, dragging me back as a tool. Not involving her in trouble, but her choosing involvement, which changes the nature.”
“You sure think things through.”
“Can’t help it, it’s who I am.”
Leader decided not to oppose him anymore.
He tacitly approved Mo Tu’s independent initiative.
The rest would wait till three days after.
Mo Tu seized this window to further his divination efforts.
Otherwise, being played would be funny.
Time passed slowly.
Daybreak came.
The night watchers assigned for today were informed of the delay.
Action postponed by three days.
Only Mo Tu headed alone to the hero cemetery.
“Sigh, seems I’m the only one I can really count on.”
Before realizing the foe was a first-generation star eclipse, Mo Tu hoped headquarters’ resources would solve the problem.
Affirming the presence of first-gen star eclipse rendered others practically useless.
Useful only Garnet.
And he had helped earlier during the night.
Next, he’d rely on himself.
Moments later.
Autonomous flying car halted.
Mo Tu stepped out and directed the car to park nearby.
“Memories linger. Last time I was here was a year ago.”
Mo Tu gazed at the graveyard, unhesitatingly stepping in.
