Epilogue: The Sound of the New Era
September of the 25th year of the New Calendar, in a villa on the outskirts of the capital of Elysion.
Li Ye expertly brewed a cup of fruit tea and brought it to the table, setting it down. Fang Ai gracefully picked it up, squinting her eyes and taking a sip with relish. Because she'd been taking pills made with red star energy, Fang Ai, now over 60, still maintained the appearance of a beautiful woman.
"The latest news is...someone has indeed begun to covet the ancient god remains in the God's Tomb Forest."
"Hmm. Didn't Elysien keep most of those things? Did some of them get out there?"
"Yes. It seems there's a traitor among the managers of that large underground warehouse, and a lot of sneaky little bugs have appeared in the capital."
"Where did this fool come from who dares to take over my son's country?"
Fang Ai put down the teacup and raised his head with a powerful smile.
"It's perfect. I've been so bored since I retired that I'm practically starving. Li Ye, please go and inform 'them' that it's about time I go back to that place and have some fun."
"clear."
Li Ye also smiled evilly.
"As expected, interesting things will happen to you following Aunt Fang—but is it really okay to hide this from even your own son? They'll be worried, right?"
"A mother who works in the shadows to protect her children—isn't that cool?"
Raising her eyebrows with a lively expression, Fang Ai stretched out her finger and shook it playfully.
"The most powerful species in the world is the mother."
A few hours later, in the center of the Xinghu Forest, Lian Cang took out the secret code spirit crystal in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then let out an interested hum from his chest.
"What's wrong? Are you imagining something obscene again?"
Xing Ge glanced at him.
"No, no, no, it's someone I haven't spoken to in a while who sent me some interesting news—after the turmoil of survival, is this the chaos brought on by the academic revolution? Looks like we're about to get busy again."
Xing Ge sighed softly:
"Being a tuner is such a tough job. Xiang Beichen and the others at least have a day off, but we always have endless work to do. This is the result of choosing the wrong master, alas."
"Don't be so pessimistic, my dear. We will have our days off. Otherwise, let's just leave this unrest alone and leave it to the new generation of heroes, right? We shouldn't underestimate the power of ordinary people, like that Ain Tuling. I think he could probably resolve this problem all by himself."
"Indeed, both humans and weapons are very tenacious. Even if we don't protect them, they will get through the difficulties on their own. So we can be absent from work occasionally. But if the higher-ups investigate, you'll have to bear the consequences."
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
After Lian Cang and Xing Ge finished their discussion, they turned and looked not far away.
Somewhere at the root of the huge tree, a giant dragon was lying quietly on it, with its eyes slightly narrowed, as if taking a nap.
In front of the dragon, there was a handsome human-shaped Moon Messenger with hair longer than his ankles. He was standing quietly on the arched part of a tree root below, looking up at the huge monster above his head without saying a word.
"Hercules, Ragnarl, I'll entrust you with the task of protecting the ancestors."
"no problem."
The dragon seemed to be still asleep and murmured an answer in an unclear voice, while the human-shaped Moon Messenger nodded calmly, reached out to play with the dragon's claws - and then was waved away by a claw - then flew back after circling in the air, and curiously studied the dragon scales on the tail.
Lian Cang and Xing Ge smiled at each other - it should be fine, there are two Star Killer-level people guarding here.
Let them slack off once in a while.
"It's been a while since I've traveled across dimensions. Should I take this opportunity to upgrade the language chip system of the dimensional gate?"
"Of course you can, but do you have the skills? Or should you ask Ashton for help? Don't think I don't know."
"Hahaha……"
The black-haired Ghost Emperor snapped his fingers, and disappeared in a flash of light along with Xing Ge.
Only the ringing sound of photons and the complex photon totems that had not yet completely disappeared were still flashing in the air.
A new era, an era full of danger and chaos, but also full of vitality and hope──
It came quietly.
(End of text)
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