The Godkiller Technology Company, now reduced to ruins.

Xiao Jie, Sasha, and Bei Bei stood amidst the ruins, like a few helpless blades of grass, disheveled in the wind and rain.

They held each other's hands tightly, looking at the wreckage around them, tears welling up in their eyes.

A gentle breeze swept down from above, and the three of them looked up to see a figure slowly flying down.

Upon seeing who it was, the three little ones felt a surge of hope.

"Brother Aikaren!"

The three of them rushed into Aikaren's arms, tears streaming down their faces.

"We were so scared! We thought we'd never see you again!"

"Don't worry, you're all alright now."

Ekalen hugged them and gently stroked their heads. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a golden flying insect behind them.

"Hey! Hey! Where's our boss?! And what's that golden-haired guy?!"

"How come you killed my boss's clone right away?!"

While asking in terror through telepathy, Xiao Huan flew to Aikaren's side.

Before Aykaren could answer, several police sirens blared in their ears.

Dozens of police officers, guns in hand, stepped out of police cars.

"You go and rescue the wounded! The rest of you, come with me!"

A dark-skinned policeman led several men to surround Aikaren and his group.

Xiao Huan sensed them and immediately wanted to use her ability to hypnotize them, but was interrupted by Aikaren raising her hand.

"Just watch me."

Aikaren put Xiao Huan in his pocket, stood up, and raised his hands.

"Um, I..."

When Aycaren saw that more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at her, the words she had prepared in her mind went completely blank.

Aycaren forgot a crucial point: he's a social phobia!

The lead black police officer carefully examined Aycaren, who was covered in dust and whose legs were trembling with nervousness.

He then used his years of experience to confirm that this was a victim!

He quickly waved to signal the other police officers to put away their guns, and then went over to help Ekalen up in a very friendly manner.

"Don't worry, sir, you are safe now."

Aikaren was taken aback, then hurriedly nodded, her voice trembling, "Oh, thank you, thank you so much..."

He and the three children were taken to a makeshift shelter by the police.

After a brief check, he was released.

The whole process was simple and smooth, which made Aikaren feel a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Aikaren, what should we do now? And where is our eldest brother?"

Sasha opened her big, watery eyes and asked pitifully, while the other two looked at Aikaren expectantly.

“Floran…” Ekalen recalled the face on the ground that looked almost exactly like Floran’s, and the words he had said, and fell into deep thought.

"What happened to my brother?!"

Seeing that he didn't speak, the three children became a little anxious.

"He...went to maintain world peace!"

Aikaren crouched down and spoke to them with a smile.

The three children looked at each other, then laughed happily. "I knew it! Big brother is definitely the best!"

"Yeah, yeah! Big brother is definitely the best!"

Looking at the three innocent smiles, Aikaren's chaotic mood instantly improved.

"Alright, let's go back."

"Okay!"

The three children, holding Aikaren's big hand, skipped and hopped along the way home, looking like an older brother picking up his younger siblings from school—a heartwarming scene.

They walked for an unknown amount of time before finally returning to the long-lost warehouse.

Although it hadn't been long since she left, it felt like a lifetime had passed for Aikaren.

He took out his key and opened the door.

With a heavy, creaking sound, a room full of life came into view.

The three children collapsed onto the sofa in the center of the room, recovering from their initial shock.

Aikaren also went upstairs, plopped down on the sofa, grabbed a Coke from the coffee table and gulped down two mouthfuls, all the fatigue washing over her at that moment.

Constantly navigating between life and death, and confronting the Five Calamities head-on, all of this was what Aikalen experienced in less than a day.

At that moment, he wished he could sit on the sofa forever, never get up, and just lie there with the three little ones, eating when he was hungry and resting when he was full.

But all of this... is destined to be impossible.

After lying there for a long time, he took out three mobile phones from his pixelated phone and placed them on the table, and then took out a bank card.

"I think I've taught you how to use these before."

The three children sat up and nodded blankly.

"That's good. There's about 100,000 yuan in this bank card, and I've also got family cards for each of your phones. I've hired a nanny to take care of your daily needs."

I'll deposit some money into your accounts every now and then, and I'll also call you to check on you.

"Are you... leaving?" Xiao Jie sensed something was wrong and asked somewhat fearfully.

Aikaren didn't try to hide anything and nodded directly, "Like your eldest brother, I still have things I need to do, so... I'm sorry."

He reached out and patted each of their three furry heads.

They hung their heads, tears welling up in their eyes, but they held them back.

"Yes, we'll take good care of ourselves! Brother Aikalen, you go and do your own thing!"

Xiao Jie suddenly sobbed, then stopped crying, looking strong, as did the other two.

Aikalen felt a sudden, sharp pang in her heart as she watched this scene.

These three children are still so young, but they are so sensible that it breaks your heart.

"Okay, you all must take good care of yourselves."

Aycaran reached out and pulled them into her arms, giving them one last hug.

Then he turned around, pushed open the door, and left.

"Goodbye, Brother Aikaren!"

"goodbye--!"

"You must be like your older brother, he's really amazing!"

Hearing the shouts of Beibei and the others behind him, Aikalen's lips curled into a faint smile.

A pair of wings shimmering with an eerie light unfurled from behind, and Aikalen shot into the sky like a rocket rising from the ground.

...

On the turbulent sea, the waves tore at the isolated island in the center like wild beasts.

Five lighthouses, always ready to serve, illuminate the island's perimeter, while at its very center stands a colossal prison, a behemoth of steel.

The heavy iron gates of the prison slowly opened, and a jeep drove into the prison with the roar of its engine.

The vehicle stopped, and two armed men escorted a slightly overweight, bespectacled man in handcuffs out of the jeep.

The man's clothes were covered in dust and torn in many places, but they still couldn't hide his aristocratic air.