Deep within the glacier, the remains of the red lotus.

Xiao Han wore a long sword at his waist, his gaze was deep, and his steps were heavy.

He walked out slowly.

Behind them, the massive iceberg collapsed with a deafening roar, completely burying the ruins that had stood for three thousand years.

boom--

The biting frost ruffled his white robe.

The white robe, with black and gold sleeves inlaid with flowing cloud embroidery, exudes a subtle charm.

A three-inch-long jade flute, as green as jade, was also attached to the waist of the robe.

In that brief moment, he recalled that exhilarating dream.

he,

I can't tell whether I am him or he is me.

"Little fox, judging from your serious expression, you didn't get much, did you?"

As Xiao Han walked out, a white dress fluttered by.

Soon, noticing Xiao Han's unusual behavior, the girl suddenly stopped.

She raised her delicate hand, rested her chin on it, and quietly looked him over.

"You couldn't have just changed your clothes, could you?"

With a slight flicker in her beautiful eyes, Minnie took Xiao Han's arm and looked at the elegant white robe with curiosity.

"Minise, I have a question."

Xiao Han raised his head, put one arm around the girl's waist, but his bright red pupils were filled with confusion, which even his Azure Lotus Eyes could not see through.

"You...they're still outside...too, too intimate."

The girl's pretty face flushed slightly. She nestled in his arms, biting her cherry lips, and said, "What happened to you over there? Perhaps I can help you solve it."

"if…"

Meeting the girl's clear gaze, Xiao Han was about to talk about dreams, but changed the subject before he could finish: "If we get married, what should we name our child?"

Minise: "Huh (*?▽?*)??"

"You...you idiot, what are you talking about...it's not that early!"

"There's no fun in teasing me."

Minnie's face froze, and her small, pointed elf ears turned red all the way to the back of her ears.

She took a light step, glared at him with her beautiful eyes, rolled her eyes at him, and went to attend to her own affairs.

Xiao Han touched his nose, his thoughts drifting back to the dream of wealth and glory.

For example, the original body's system was a monster-slaying and leveling-up template, while his was a fruit-eating and experience-exploding template, which was very different.

The system was created by Honglian (this remains to be verified).

Although Xiao Han didn't want to admit it, he even came up with various reasons to refute this conjecture.

Even so, his body stiffened, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

That conversation with the self-proclaimed time traveler might have been a test; it's hard to tell whether it was true or false.

Most importantly, he is associated with the goddess of life.

In other words, the couple's interests are aligned; they are simply using themselves as pawns to seize something.

The organization that represents their will, operates in the main plane, and executes their plans is the mysterious Crimson Lotus Organization.

but,

What exactly are they trying to do?

After much deliberation, Xiao Han concluded that resurrecting Honglian was the fastest shortcut rather than supporting a completely new Demon Lord.

"Ding... Newbie Demon King, your System Grandpa is here!"

Xiao Han: "..."

...

Qin Shuai was dumbfounded.

He leaned against the edge of the airship, staring blankly at the floating island below that grew smaller and smaller.

The airship was sponsored by the Yanlong Group, which is... the company of the city lord of Yanlong City.

"It's just drawing a sketchbook, is it really necessary to exile a novice student to another place?"

Qin Shuai was almost in tears, and he murmured something to himself.

A freshman at the prestigious Hero Academy is drawing doujinshi. The points he earns are currently unknown, but he has made over a million star coins outside and has become sworn brothers with a group of veteran doujinshi artists, boasting extensive connections!

Unfortunately, there were also rigid and mean-spirited people in the academy who used this incident as a pretext to exile Qin Shuai to another place, a journey that would last for half a year.

"You're so naive; you actually think this is an exile."

Angelina chuckled, patted the other person on the shoulder like a good brother, and comforted him, "Don't worry, we're following the fleet and arriving at various islands along the route to travel around."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shuai breathed a sigh of relief.

Although something feels off, it's not exile, so that's good.

The airship they were on, named Flowing Light, could reach speeds of up to one times the speed of sound when it was at full power.

Qin Shuai curiously surveyed the escorting fleet around him.

Two rows of machine guns were positioned, with a heavy cannon at the bow and Gatling guns, only half the size, on either side, operated by the crew.

"Under normal circumstances, warships will not activate their heavy weapons unless they encounter combat."

Angelina smiled, her slender hand brushing through her long, bright red hair as she introduced him to Qin Shuai.

After all, this was her own private fleet, and as a talented individual, Qin Shuai couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for talent and wanted to recruit them.

Of course, Lillian, the little match girl, was also partly to blame.

Qin Shuai nodded.

Compared to the bulky airships, the fleet was like a sturdy guard, its molten metal texture made of alloy technology, extremely hard, and versatile.

The fleet's power comes from the energy furnace.

When Qin Shuai asked about the formation of the warship, Angelina looked even more proud.

"Warships only began to emerge more than two thousand years ago, at the very beginning of the technological explosion."

"Initially, they were equipped with some simple weapons and had only some air combat capabilities, mainly serving as transport convoys."

"But with the exploration of new knowledge, main battle fleets, cruise fleets, and destroyer fleets were successively formed."

"However, if we're talking about the first warship in the Five Continents..."

Princess Red Dragon pondered for a moment, searching her memory for information, and smiled: "Although the official claim is that it is the dilapidated sailing ship preserved in the Somali museum, in reality, the first warship at that time already had the power to sweep across an entire continent."

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