CHAPTER 28: CHAPTER 26 RETURNING HOME

"Are you leaving already? Not staying for a couple more days?"

"No, there are still some things to do back home. Staying too long might cause unexpected problems."

"If it’s work, then there’s no helping it. Work is important."

Inside the new office rented by the Flashmen Studio, Lin Qianxuan and Yan Yilin were saying their goodbyes.

Among the four people in Flashmen Studio, only Golden Mary had some vague understanding of the situation.

But she tacitly kept the secret with Lin Qianxuan, exchanging just smiles without saying anything.

Yan Yilin was very grateful for Lin Qianxuan’s help.

He thought their game’s quality was average, and it was solely thanks to Lin Qianxuan’s help with promoting it, making it interesting, that they managed to catch a breather and avoid immediate failure.

As Lin Qianxuan was about to leave, he insisted on giving Lin Qianxuan an envelope.

"Here is 100,000 yuan, not much, but it’s the maximum we can afford right now. I hope Mr. Lin won’t find it too little." Yan Yilin handed the pre-prepared money to Lin Qianxuan.

Lin Qianxuan didn’t expect there were still such sincere people in today’s society.

Although he did help with the promotion unintentionally, other game companies would at most send a thank you email.

Flashmen Studio not only invited him to travel to Xugu City, but also wanted to give him 100,000 yuan as he was leaving.

Such sincere people, in this dog-eat-dog society, really find it difficult to survive.

"Mr. Yan, aren’t you treating me as a friend by doing this?" Lin Qianxuan didn’t take the envelope but said.

"No, Mr. Lin, I am truly thankful to you." Yan Yilin said, slightly panicked and anxious.

"If you’re thankful, then please don’t insult me like this." Lin Qianxuan earnestly said, "I genuinely like your game. If you really want to thank me, please make an even better game. I will definitely play it when that time comes. Right now, you need this money more, whether it’s for purchasing equipment or improving your life, please don’t give up on your dream lightly."

"This..." Yan Yilin paused for a moment, then nodded heavily and earnestly said to Lin Qianxuan, "I will, I will definitely stick to my dream and make a better game."

"That’s the best." Lin Qianxuan smiled and said to the people at Flashmen Studio in Chao Li Country’s language, "Everyone, thank you for your care during this time. Come to Xuan Country when you have the time, I’ll be the host then and ensure you get to experience the customs and culture of Xuan Country thoroughly."

"Goodbye!"

"No need to see me off, see you!"

With a wave of his hand, Lin Qianxuan got into the car driven by Nie Yidong. As the vehicle drove away, it symbolized the nearing end of Lin Qianxuan’s journey.

Nie Yidong said, "Chao Li Country isn’t far either. If you, Mr. Lin, join the Otherworld Bureau, traveling back and forth will be as simple and easy as taking a subway from the county to the city, not even half an hour."

"Isn’t the Otherworld Bureau imposing restrictions on transcendent people like us from going abroad?" Lin Qianxuan curiously asked.

He really hadn’t learned about this in the game.

"Except for special entities, generally, there are no restrictions, and it’s even easier for us to enter and exit borders. However, if you act abroad, you need to report it in advance. Without permission, it’s best not to act on your own." Nie Yidong explained.

Lin Qianxuan nodded slightly at these words.

He understood a bit more about the situation at the Otherworld Bureau in Xuan Country.

It seems the Otherworld Bureau is relatively lenient.

Indeed, from his standpoint, it’s easy enough to knock down a building; if he really wanted, he could soar through the clouds and cross the country without much time.

If the country imposed strict limitations, they wouldn’t be happy and might not comply.

If they wouldn’t follow the established rules, then there’s no point in imposing excessive restrictions.

As long as there are no fundamental problems, it’s fine.

Nie Yidong’s car quickly got on the highway, accelerating all the way, heading towards a secluded place.

Soon, they entered an area resembling a small base, where a large platform appeared in front of them with a transport aircraft of unique shape parked on it.

This transport aircraft looked like a bird, with wings that curved slightly.

After getting out of the car, someone approached and greeted Nie Yidong, naturally helping him park.

Then Nie Yidong led Lin Qianxuan and the others to board the plane.

"The Xuanniao, it’s the Otherworld Bureau’s smallest unit transport aircraft, capable of deploying thirty combat units at once, has a top speed of Mach 6, and is small and agile, adaptable to various special environments. We’ll be back in Xuan Country in under an hour." As they boarded, Nie Yidong explained to Lin Qianxuan.

Lin Qianxuan, holding Chen Long’Er’s hand, nodded in understanding.

At such moments, although Chen Long’Er didn’t speak, Lin Qianxuan could feel her excitement and anticipation.

In some ways, she cared about that land even more than Lin Qianxuan, becoming a sort of obsession.

Because it’s not just her pursuit, but also her parents’ pursuit.

After fastening the seatbelt, Nie Yidong greeted the pilot, and the transport aircraft took off straight up.

This vertical take-off technology was impressively stable, making Lin Qianxuan slightly curious about what level the country’s strongest fighter jets had reached.

Speaking of which, he remembered when he was in school, wasn’t the country always working on some South Celestial Gate Project?

Over the years, all sorts of high-tech things have been coming out. There have been several manned lunar landings, and they’re even planning to build a Guanghan Base on the moon. Wonder what stage that plan has reached now.

Was the Guanghan Palace established first, or was the South Celestial Gate developed first?

The aircraft’s speed was remarkable, much faster than Lin Qianxuan’s cloud-riding.

This kind of speed naturally brings some effects to those sitting on it.

Fortunately, Lin Qianxuan and the others were Transcendents, so these effects were almost entirely negligible for them.

"Will I be held accountable for what I caused this time?" Lin Qianxuan asked Nie Yidong on the plane.

"The situation is clear now, Mr. Lin, don’t worry, it was a forced counterattack, you won’t be in trouble." Nie Yidong reassured Lin Qianxuan and then said, "But you do have some guts. There aren’t many in the Otherworld Bureau who could show such ferocity without any training. If you went to the front line, you’d probably become famous soon."

Lin Qianxuan automatically ignored Nie Yidong’s last comment.

Going to the front line again.

He didn’t even want to work.

Speaking of which, what is the front line in the Otherworld Bureau?

A place where battles with Transcendents from other countries happen?

Doesn’t seem likely.

Is it a dimensional rift that constantly spawns monsters?

This setting seems too lowbrow, doesn’t it?

Deploying mechs to fight sea monsters?

Lin Qianxuan’s mind was filled with the entertainment works like movies and novels he had seen, trying to guess what Nie Yidong was talking about.

He actually wanted to ask Nie Yidong directly.

But Nie Yidong wouldn’t say.

Lin Qianxuan had already learned in the game that he was really good at keeping people in suspense.

Always using confidentiality agreements as an excuse.

Only if Lin Qianxuan agreed to formally join the Otherworld Bureau would he really tell the related information.

However, Lin Qianxuan had his own plans and didn’t want to work.

Nie Yidong seemed to vaguely perceive Lin Qianxuan’s thoughts, but still occasionally tried to persuade him, informing him of the various benefits of joining the Otherworld Bureau.

Although there were some Transcendents among the civilians, Nie Yidong still hoped that Lin Qianxuan and Chen Long’Er could join the Otherworld Bureau.

Not for any other reason, just because they were of the Dragon Bloodline.

It’s of a different nature.

One could say the Dragon Bloodline is, to some degree, the hero created by the common belief of the people of Xuan Country, the hope of all people.

When Nie Yidong saw them, he inexplicably felt a sense of closeness and comfort in his heart.

It was a feeling like seeing family, or even more trustworthy than family.

An absolutely trustworthy Transcendent ally with immense potential.

Having their help would mean much less pressure in the future.

They might even directly stabilize their position completely in this chaotic situation.

The former Dragon Head was also of the Dragon Bloodline, under his guardianship, Xuan Country always maintained its stance, completely unaffected by the external turbulence.

If there could be a grand success, with two Dragon Bloodlines reaching Great Success.

Let alone maintaining the stance, if those unruly elements from the Otherworld tried to stir trouble again, they would respond with, "If they can invade, so can we."

The plane moved swiftly forward, and Lin Qianxuan had no idea where they were, only that suddenly, he had a feeling.

He vaguely felt an inner joy surfacing, as if here, everything would go smoothly.

If one had to describe it, Lin Qianxuan felt it was "fortunes multiplied"?

Could there be such a buff on the land where the Dragon Bloodline was born?

He turned to look at Chen Long’Er, who clearly also felt it, her eyes filled with joy, mixed with excitement and an indescribable emotion, with faint tears visible in her eyes.

It was the joy of returning home after an indeterminate period of anticipation.

She looked out the window, the scenery flashed by so quickly it was hard to see clearly.

Yet she continued to look intently, striving to see.

"Can you ask the pilot to slow down a bit?" Lin Qianxuan asked Nie Yidong.

Nie Yidong glanced at Lin Qianxuan, then at Chen Long’Er, nodded slightly, and communicated with the pilot in the cockpit through the intercom.

Immediately, the flight speed decreased sharply, and the scenery outside became unobstructed.

There were skyscrapers, bustling traffic, towering mountains and lofty peaks, rivers, lakes, birds flying and beasts roaming, currently at dusk, the afterglow of the sunset reflected on a forest, the brilliance refracted, a breathtaking view.

"Dad, Mom, everyone, I’m back..." Chen Long’Er opened her mouth and said.

Tears blurred her vision, but she was unwilling to look away even for a moment, wanting to remember all this forever, etching it into her heart.

She wasn’t just looking for herself, but also for her parents, and for those compatriots who couldn’t return.

Lin Qianxuan did not disturb her, merely holding her hand tightly, accompanying her in appreciating the magnificent landscapes of their homeland.