CHAPTER 1883: CHAPTER 1876: LEAVING EAST CONTINENT

"So, be mentally prepared," Zhuyan Yu said, slowly revealing a smile, "You’re about to be promoted."

"But..."

Luo’er showed a hesitant expression and lowered his head.

"What, don’t want to do it?" Zhuyan Yu tilted her head and asked.

"No, it’s not that," Luo’er shook his head, "I always feel somewhat inadequate."

"Haha," Zhuyan Yu chuckled and looked up, her mouth curling up, "You know, sometimes, if I keep watching you, I always feel time moves slowly. So much so that I completely forget you’re not actually much younger than me."

As she spoke, she lowered her head to gaze at Luo’er and continued, "I’ve almost been fully involved in the Origin Project, so it’s not an exaggeration to say I’ve watched you grow up. I’m very clear that you can’t judge people by their appearance. I’ve always believed in your strength and your confidence."

Luo’er deeply lowered his head, remained silent for a long time, before slowly raising his head and murmuring, "I understand, no matter what happens in the future, as long as the country needs me, I will go all out without hesitation, after all, this is..."

His voice choked a bit, seemingly remembering his father. After catching his breath, he continued, "After all, this is my mission..."

After listening to his speech, Zhuyan Yu kept a faint smile on her face.

Finally, she placed her hand on his shoulder, shook her head slightly with appreciation, "The teacher has always wanted to know, how someone as perfect as you was cultivated. I asked Wang Xu, but he didn’t seem to have given an answer either."

Luo’er was at a loss for words regarding this praise.

However, Zhuyan Yu didn’t seem to intend to let him speak, she patted his shoulder and continued talking to herself, "Alright, idle talk ends here, the teacher has to pack up for departure."

"You’re leaving..."

Luo’er looked around, his eyes showing a reluctant expression.

"Can’t bear to part?"

"A little..."

"It’s not like you’re never coming back," Zhuyan Yu laughed.

"Others might not say, I might never come back."

Luo’er smiled self-deprecatingly.

"But you’ve got a long life ahead," Zhuyan Yu sighed slightly.

After a day’s stay in West Outer Heaven, the Advance Team boarded the airship, preparing to leave the East Continent. The High-peak people left some liaisons on East Continent, then the whole fleet adjusted its course, speeding full throttle towards the west.

Luo’er sat on the cabin bed, gazing at the verdant continental outline gradually fading away outside the window. He felt as if something inside him was also staying on the East Continent, never to return.

He vaguely remembered the joy when they first saw the East Continent’s outline. Back then, he couldn’t imagine the wondrous experiences he would encounter there.

The continent’s outline was disappearing, and the past was slowly fading.

Finally, nothing seemed to concern him anymore; Dongsheng Empire, West Outer Heaven, Zisu, Ichuan Fei... all became blurred as the continent receded.

But...

Luo’er suddenly turned around, looking at Yichuan Yu sitting beside him, who was very young, staring at him with clear pure eyes. Even though they were not related, Luo’er distinctly saw the deep attachment in his eyes.

"Some things will never be forgotten..."

Luo’er spoke, placing his hand on Yichuan Yu’s head, gently stroking it.

"Will you return to the East Continent to avenge your brother? Or never return?" Luo’er murmured to himself.

He spoke in Chinese, so Yichuan Yu didn’t understand a word, just looked at him with a bewildered expression.

"When you grow up, I’ll tell you the truth about everything. But I still hope you never return."

Luo’er spoke, gently pulling him into his embrace.

On the other side, gazing through the window at the disappearing outline of the East Continent, Cheng Ziang felt a sudden unexplainable sadness, crouched down, covering his face, and burst into tears.

"What’s wrong?" Hu Daoke was greatly surprised and asked, at a loss.

"I feel aggrieved..." Cheng Ziang sobbed.

"Then, then, should I stay with you?" Hu Daoke gestured and asked.

Cheng Ziang didn’t speak, just continued crying, seemingly having too much grievance to release.

"I’ll keep watch for you at the door, cry slowly..."

Being a good buddy, even though Cheng Ziang didn’t speak, Hu Daoke instantly understood his intention, pointed at the door, and said to him.

"Thank you..." Cheng Ziang expressed his sincerity.

After all, the upgraded battleship, compared to Helrandum, Mooer is over twice as fast.

Of course, Helrandum’s primary task back then was exploring the course, so naturally, the speed couldn’t be too fast. Now, the course is basically determined, so Mooer doesn’t need to slow down but can travel at full speed.

After half a month of full-speed travel, the fleet finally crossed the vast Forbidden Sea, returning to their long-separated West Continent.

Seeing the familiar Helros Port, everyone who had stayed in the East Continent started tearing up.

The square in front of the port was crowded with people welcoming them, looking bustling.

Mooer slowly docked at the prepared berth, and of course, it’s still hovering. The only difference is that after docking, people on the Mooer can directly walk to the platform from the ship.

Awanaqi had notified the Advance Team to gather and prepare to depart. As the cabin door slowly opened, a retractable bridge was connected to Mooer’s cabin door position.

Hearing the noise outside the cabin, Awanaqi tidied up his appearance a bit, greeted the Advance Team members, and was the first to step out of the cabin, stepping onto the platform.

The Advance Team followed closely behind. As soon as they crossed the bridge and stepped onto the platform, familiar figures appeared in their sight.

On each side of the platform were armed dwarf land combat troops on guard. As soon as the Advance Team walked down the bridge, a voice called out: "Salute!"

Everyone looked towards the sound and saw Awanaqi standing straight, saluting a standard military salute in front of another dwarf in military uniform, loudly saying, "Commander Mooer, Captain Awanaqi of Mooer, has completed your mission, please instruct!"

"Well done."

Mooer patted his shoulder, gesturing for him to lower his hand, while looking at the Advance Team members following.

Not seen in years, this Ronisca air force commander seems to have hardly changed, only the medals on his uniform seem to have increased.

His gaze swept over each Advanced Team member, showing a satisfied smile. But when his gaze finally rested on Tangmo, the smile seemed even broader.

Noticing his demeanor, Luo’er couldn’t help but feel a thud in his heart. Instinctively turned to look at Cheng Ziang, who seemed to have a tacit understanding, exchanged a glance.

"You’ve all worked hard," Mooer swiftly walked up to everyone, squinting and saying, "Ronisca Air Force’s inadequate protection caused you all to wander far, for that, I deeply apologize."

"You’re exaggerating, Commander," Zhuyan Yu slightly nodded and said, "The East Continent is perilous, the path is unpredictable, we were mentally prepared. It’s just a pity for Helrandum and the brave soldiers on board."

"Ah," Mooer sighed slightly, waving his hand, "It’s not your fault, no need to feel guilty."

As he spoke, he walked towards Luo’er, looked him up and down, smiled, and said, "Captain Luo’er, seeing you safe, I’ve also felt relieved."

"Thank you for your concern, Commander."

Luo’er nodded with some reservation, seemingly not quite understanding his intent.

Immediately, Mooer turned his gaze to Tangmo, his smile widening, pointed at her and said, "Your name is Tangmo, right? It’s great to see you safe as well."

"Thank you for your concern, Commander."

Tangmo was also somewhat confused, likewise anxiously nodded.

Luo’er could tell that Mooer was obviously there for Tangmo, just used him as a stepping stone to confuse others.

Could it be that Tangmo’s identity has already been discovered by him?

No time to think more, Luo’er suddenly saw from the crowd a familiar tall figure emerge.

He was so out of place, standing among the dwarves, like a crane standing among chickens.