Chapter 223 The Road to Go
A towering tree, its canopy covering nearly ten thousand miles, sheltering countless creatures within.
The most spiritually vibrant place under the tree is a valley with a waterfall inside.
"Xiao Bao!"
The enormous black dragon yelled at the family's unruly children, "Get down here right now! Your mother made your favorite golden sparrow egg custard!"
Although the tree canopy blocks out the sky and the earth, the sunlight in this world can still penetrate the lush branches and leaves, illuminating all things on earth.
"They're here."
A small black figure darted out from the vines under the tree canopy. A black dragon with two small horns on its head came to its father. Its eyes were the silver pupils inherited from its silver dragon mother.
The black dragon stared at him darkly, and the little black dragon's tail tip swayed back and forth unconsciously.
"Let's go home."
The little black dragon obediently followed his father, "Father, didn't you say we had guests coming? Have we arrived yet?"
The big black dragon glanced at him from the corner of its eye, "Soon."
As the two black dragons, one large and one small, approached the house, they transformed into human form. The little black dragon, with its short legs, ran home and asked, "Mother, did you make steamed egg custard?"
A woman dressed in a silver-white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) came out to greet them, squatted down, and touched her son's face. "I've made it. Eat more later."
The silver dragon's human form was extremely beautiful, with phoenix eyes containing silver pupils, an ethereal temperament, and cherry-like lips that attracted the black dragon's constant gaze. Her silver hair was loosely tied up, and her beautiful face was like the moon.
"Are you sure Xiao Bao can swallow the red jade larva today?" Silver Dragon asked him, still somewhat uneasy.
Black Dragon held his partner's slender waist. "We agreed to meet today. Crimson Blood is not a person who breaks her word. Besides, all her troubles have been resolved. Her bloodline flaws and the things she did before have been taken care of. There's no reason for her to break her promise."
More than half a year ago, the long-absent Crimson Tyrant appeared at the system headquarters, accompanied by an adventurer host named Wei Yanqing, who was also quite famous.
It is said that the two destroyed an illegal territory built by a traitorous adventurer host. The traitor captured trillions of ordinary creatures, drugged them, and sent them to various worlds to exploit resources for free. The incident caused quite a stir.
Half a year passed in a flurry of activity. Chi Xue was released from control, and the system that had not been unbound was upgraded. His bloodline flaws were resolved, making him the most promising candidate to enter the headquarters' management team.
Seeing his partner's confidence, Yinlong said nothing more. However, before he even entered the house, two figures appeared. Turning around, he saw the faces he had seen in the video call before.
Her thick, red hair was tied up high, making her fair features even more stunning against the backdrop of her red hair.
"Hey? It's been a while, and your hair color has changed, Crimson Blood," Black Dragon said, looking at Rong Yi's red hair.
Rong Yi tossed her hair. "This is what it looks like after the flaws were fixed. I've come as promised today." She turned and grabbed Wei Yanqing's forearm. "Let me formally introduce you. This is Wei Yanqing."
Heilong raised his hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute, which Wei Yanqing returned.
Wei Yanqing also showed some changes, with the blue part of his pupils noticeably expanding.
Welcomed into the house, the little black dragon, nicknamed Xiaobao, remained calm and showed no fear of the two strangers who were about the same strength as his parents.
The big black dragon asked in a gruff voice, "Have you finished your steamed egg custard?"
The little black dragon pouted and nodded, "I'm done eating."
"Come here." The big black dragon beckoned to his son. "Today is the best day for you to advance your potential. Your father bought you some good things, so you have to eat them properly and don't be picky."
Seeing his father's serious tone, the little black dragon subconsciously turned to look at his mother, only to find that his mother's expression had become even more solemn.
"Don't be so nervous. Since we're here, we must have made thorough preparations. Just let him transform into his original form and open his mouth to eat." A cute little mouse appeared in Rong Yi's palm; it was the Flying Cloud Mouse. She patted the mouse's head. "Remember what I told you? Just put the larva into his mouth."
The Flying Cloud Rat turned around and saw the original, slender little black dragon, chirped twice and nodded.
Then, it easily picked up the larva with its claws, ran to the little black dragon, and put the larva into its open mouth intact.
The little black dragon was initially somewhat disgusted by the wriggling worm, but as soon as he put it in his mouth, the larva turned into a clear liquid that flowed into his body, making him drowsy.
The black dragon and the silver dragon moved swiftly, carrying the little black dragon into the prepared nest.
Black Dragon prepared a sumptuous meal to entertain the two.
"So you're still adventure hosts, going to the resource world?" The black dragon on the table personally poured wine for the two of them.
Rong Yi: "Not for now. We've taken care of the matter with the violators, but there's still a lot to do. Headquarters wants us to finish up the rest."
It's not enough to simply destroy illegal areas. The ordinary people who lost their lives must be properly taken care of, and those who survived must be sent back to their original worlds. The worlds that lost resources must also be compensated.
Those who die are restored to life by the soul power of the violators, and all the resources they occupied are returned to their respective worlds. Resources that have already been used are replenished by headquarters first, and then taken back from the violators.
"This is a huge project; you'll be busy for quite a while." Silver Dragon was quite surprised to hear that there were so many follow-up matters.
Wei Yanqing nodded, "It will take time. In addition to settling those people, we also need to recruit those with good potential."
“That’s right. It’s quite troublesome to assign a system to each person with different strengths.” In order to make up for her past mistakes, Rong Yi had to do all the things that should have been done by headquarters.
Of course, Wei Yanqing would help her.
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Sitting at home, Song Hang still couldn't quite believe it. Was this really not a hallucination?
Just moments ago, I was fighting monsters in a dangerous world, but now all I see before me is a familiar yet strange scene of my hometown.
He had been witnessing this scene for two days, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on.
Everything seemed to be back to the time before he was captured by the dungeon system. His mother was helping his father cook in the kitchen, and his sister was on a voice call with her friend. Today was a family gathering day.
Song Hang recalled that he was on vacation and planned to rest at home for two days before he was arrested.
"Xiaohui, I don't know what's wrong with your brother. He's been in a daze ever since he came back." Song's mother washed her hands and came out to talk to her daughter about Song Hang after finishing a voice call. As a mother, she naturally noticed that something was wrong with him. "Is he under too much pressure?"
Song Hui put away her phone. "It's possible. Maybe I'll ask on the table later. Asking you directly is too intimidating."
When parents ask about their children's jobs, which child doesn't worry?
Song's mother had no choice but to nod, "Alright, if the atmosphere isn't right, you can ask in private."
Song Hui slowly closed her eyes and nodded, "I understand."
Soon after, Mr. Song brought all the dishes to the table, and Mrs. Song called out Song Hang, who was still staring blankly at the wall.
While eating, Song's father chatted briefly about some recent interesting events. Song Hang seemed preoccupied, fiddling with his rice. The other three exchanged glances upon seeing this.
Song's mother placed a piece of meat on his plate, while Song Hui leaned closer to him and asked, "Brother, you always seem distracted. Have you been having some trouble lately?"
Song Hang snapped out of his daze at the question and realized that his parents and sister were all staring at him.
"Oh...it's nothing, I'm just a little tired from work lately."
How could I not be tired? I felt like I was going into dangerous dungeon worlds after a short rest every seven or eight years. The longest rest I ever had was only half a month.
(End of this chapter)
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