Welcome home wherever you go

After seeing off the Mechanical City, Mason went to the training ground on his way back. This is a free training ground specially opened for the training of militias, and usually bloodline people come to teach. If he remembers correctly, the one here today should be Bai.

As expected, as soon as Mason entered the training ground, he saw the militiamen standing in military posture and Bai with a cold face. He wrote this set of military postures to improve the militiamen's physical strength and obedience. Because of the good effect, it has been used to this day. Mason stood in the distance and watched for a while, and then walked over after Bai finished his training.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing him, the militiamen immediately became excited. If they were not still standing in military posture, they would have surrounded him long ago. Bai waved his hand: "Rest for two minutes, and gather here in two minutes."

After saying that, he turned around and took Mason to the shade of the next tree, leaving behind a group of cruel militiamen who were staring at him. It was not until the two of them were alone that Bai spoke up, "You have worked very hard by ordinary people's standards."

Hard work, not excellence.

Mason's mouth twitched. Not letting the militiamen hear the evaluation in person was probably Bai's greatest kindness. He asked a few detailed questions and smiled, "Don't bother. I just came to check the situation. You guys continue."

Bai responded, Mason took two steps forward, and suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Gloria is coming back. If you have nothing to do, remember--"

A face suddenly appeared in front of him, and Bai stared at him without blinking: "The young lady is coming back?"

"right."

Mason gave an affirmative answer, and Bai calmly shook his nonexistent tail: "When?"

"At least two weeks."

After all, he had to carry a lot of bags back and avoid the eyes of the Monster Lord. Mason estimated and gave it some time, then said "oh" in a muffled voice and turned around to go back.

"I'll make you a cake when I come back."

Bai hummed and became happy again.

This was an accidental discovery by him. Bai actually likes cream very much. After tasting the cake made by Mason, he couldn't stop eating it. Unfortunately, the latter was busy with work and rarely cooked. And the others, perhaps for various reasons, could never make the same taste.

It was a rare opportunity, so Mason didn't mind taking action.

Good mood is always contagious. He hummed and continued walking back, thinking about what to do next.

Vigorously promote schools and gradually promote artificial humans. With white crystal as the core, these artificial humans will not repeat the same mistakes, but will become good helpers.

In selecting courses, Mason referred to his previous life and divided them into liberal arts and science.

The liberal arts majors mainly study history, literature, writing, and teacher training. The science majors are based on mathematics, physics, and chemistry. The former is to promote the elimination of illiteracy and lay the foundation for recording history, while the latter can greatly increase the speed of scientific and technological development.

For this purpose, he wrote a letter to the Luo family in the voice of Aurelius, invited the recorder, and commissioned him to teach history and compile history books.

To his surprise, he received a reply a few days later when he returned to his hometown. The blonde girl actually agreed to come and see the situation.

......

Partington, in the Luo family.

The blonde girl was packing her luggage when the door behind her slammed open and the other party rushed in: "Sister, are you really going to the West?"

The blonde girl didn't even turn around: "Well, I'll leave tomorrow."

"Then I want to go too! The West is so dangerous, and you are not very good at fighting. What if something goes wrong?"

"It's enough for me to go alone. The situation is chaotic now, and the family needs you to stay."

"But..."

"Kitty, I know you mean it to me, but I've made up my mind."

The girl sighed, stopped packing, and looked at her sisters calmly with her blue eyes.

"Indeed, recorders do not have strong fighting power or strong bodies, and most of them even die on the road of searching for and recording history. But we are by no means weak. Seeking the truth is our long-cherished wish, and recording the past is our mission. It is a good thing to become strong in order to survive, but even so, some people still need to give up strength and choose wisdom, give up the present and choose the past and the future."

"This is a wonderful opportunity. If I can teach the history I have recorded to students, even if only one person understands the weight of this work, it is possible to record more history. Kitty, I must go. Not only for me, but also for the recorder."

Kitty closed her mouth reluctantly, looking at her sister with red eyes. They were born of the same mother, Kitty was hot-tempered and violent, while her sister was quiet and gentle, but extremely determined. No one could persuade her to change her mind, otherwise Si Ti would not have become a recorder. With the strength of the Luo family, what kind of bloodline could they not find?

"Then you must be careful. Come back quickly if anything happens. If someone bullies you, send me a letter and I will vent your anger for you..."

Si Ti rubbed her sister's head helplessly: "Okay, I'm going to be a teacher, not to fight. Besides, with Mr. Oleus here, are you still afraid that I will be bullied? Although I have never been to the West, it can't be a bad place."

Three days later, Si Ti recalled this sentence and felt deeply ignorant.

She stood in front of the teleportation array. The wild wind from the west almost blew her hat away. Si Ti barely held down her flying skirt, and her heart was as chaotic as the wind from the west.

Although I've heard that the environment in the West is bad, it hasn't been said that it can blow people away, right?

Seeing the gorgeously dressed girl, the guard in front of the teleportation array grinned and said, "Is this your first time in the West? This place is not suitable for wearing such gorgeous clothes. The store is over there. Go and change your clothes."

Following the guard's instructions, Si Ti found a clothing store and changed her clothes in a dusty state.

The hat with a heavy veil hanging down can protect the face, and the clothes made of monster skin are gray and convenient for defending against attacks by poisonous insects. Simple, simple, but effective, this is the style of the West. After changing her clothes, the blonde girl blended perfectly into the surrounding civilians. She looked around curiously and walked towards the chamber of commerce where she had made an appointment in advance.

There is no teleportation array in Guixiang City, so the best way to go there is to go with the Chamber of Commerce. As early as in Partington, Siti had already made arrangements for this with the help of her family.

In fact, her tribe members had reminded her of the climate problem, but Silky didn't know that the urban environment in the west would be so bad. Recorders have their own recording ranges. She mainly moved in the central region and had never been here. Generally speaking, places with prosperous civilizations are more likely to preserve ruins, while declining places are more likely to be lost and damaged due to lack of management.

So, where will she go?

Si Ti was full of anticipation. She had come on time, and the caravan was ready to go, just waiting for her.

The girl stepped forward quickly: "Sorry, I'm late."

The businessman waved his hand. How could he say anything based on the other party's identity? Besides, Si Ti hurried all the way, so she was not late.

"No, no, you've arrived just in time. The carriage has just arrived. The second one is yours. Please get in."

Si Ti got in the car, opened the curtain and asked, "How are we going to Guixiang City?"

The black fog was dangerous and there were many monsters. According to her calculations, the caravan would need at least twice as many guards. The merchant explained with a smile: "There is a road outside the border that leads directly to Guixiang City."

The carriage rumbled past the city gate, and Sitti saw the road the other party had mentioned. The long cement road was neat and flat, winding into the darkness, with bright street lights on both sides, giving people a sense of security.

"This was built at the expense of Guixiang City. In the past, no caravan dared to enter the black fog. Now there are roads and lights, and people regularly clear monsters nearby, so it has become very safe. Caravans also bring some energy blocks and lamp oil before setting out, and replace or adjust them when they see something about to be destroyed. It can be considered a small contribution."

As the merchant explained, the horse pulling the cart snorted and set off steadily on the road.

......

The journey to Guixiangcheng is not long, and it takes a few days. In the past, this was an insurmountable obstacle. For Siti, this was an interesting and important journey.

Along the way, they encountered several other caravans, some coming and some returning.

It was not easy to meet in this ghost place, and they would stop to exchange information when they met. I heard that Si Ti was invited to Guixiang City to be a teacher, and the merchants praised her highly, and some even gave her some local specialties. Si Ti was very embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but the other party just smiled and stuffed it into her hand.

"Take it. I may need your help in the future. Guixiang City is a good place. If it weren't in the dark fog, I would move there."

This made Si Ti more and more curious about the city she had never seen before. Why was it built? How did it survive in the black fog and gain the favor of merchants? What kind of story did it have, and why did it specially hire a recorder as a teacher? In the anxious waiting, time was stretched out. Due to the weight of the goods, the caravan did not walk out of the black fog until the fifth day.

The merchant knocked on the carriage window, and when the girl stuck her head out, he said cheerfully, "We are here, and Guixiang City is just ahead. Miss, do you want to come out and take a look?"

"Please give me a horse."

Si Ti was excited. It was hard to describe the oppression brought by walking in the dark fog for a long time. Even when sleeping, she had to keep one eye open to be alert to the attacks of monsters. If the road had not been opened in advance and the street lights had not been used for protection, I am afraid that no caravan would be able to pass through the dark fog and reach such a deep place.

This long and arduous journey made it even more difficult to reach the city. Siti looked up and saw a tall city wall standing at the end of her sight. The brilliant lights pierced through the darkness, like the sun rising from the ground. Even the caravans that were used to trudging through the dark mist couldn't help but speed up their pace, not to mention Siti.

As she got closer, she saw a road sign with some flowers, plants and dried fruits placed underneath. Seeing her curiosity, the merchant smiled and explained, "It says a message from the Earl to us. People often leave gifts there to express their gratitude."

A message? A gift? As the founder of this city, what kind of bold words would the earl write?

Si Ti was curious and drove to the road sign. There was a line of words written on it. The words were neat and beautiful, and the handwriting was soft. They glowed slightly under the light. The girl stared at the words in a daze, as if she saw something incredible.

There were no grandiose words or eulogies written on it. On the contrary, the words were extremely simple, consisting of only four words.

【Welcome Home】

No matter where you go, you are a tourist or a returnee.

Welcome home, hometown.