Wu Jinyue, don't look back, look forward.
The disappearance of the Snowfield Plain caused a magnetic field disturbance, and the snow mountain experienced a magnetic storm that lasted for a week.
All warships remained at the sub-base, and all sentries returned to base, awaiting the passage of the geomagnetic storm.
During this time, they waited for Sangye to feed them every day, to the point that Sangye was so engrossed in cooking large pot meals that he became delirious.
It's worth noting that when Sangye was the head chef at Shifangwu Restaurant, he mainly cooked banquets, not meals for hundreds of people.
Moreover! Du Yuan has completely adapted to her role as a guide, abandoning her role as the head chef and acting as if she has no culinary skills at all, as if Sangye's culinary skills were not taught by her.
What's even more infuriating is that Du Yuan not only didn't help, but also criticized the dishes that Sangye made.
One time, the caramelized sugar was a bit overcooked, so instead of being slightly sweet, it had a slightly sour aftertaste; another time, the dumpling skin was too thick, failing to achieve the effect of being as thin as a cicada's wing.
Sangye was at her wits' end. Each of them seemed like a hungry tiger waiting for her to feed them. She had no time to strive for perfection right now.
Finally, under Sangye's threat that "if you keep nitpicking, I'll steam radishes and make noodles for you every day," Du Yuan shut up with a wronged look in her eyes.
"Oh dear, oh dear, she's grown up and become disobedient, she doesn't listen to her master anymore." Du Yuan shook his head as he left, casually pulling Cassie over to comb her hair.
With her combing seven, eight, or nine times a day, Casey's arm deformity had long since atrophied. It's just that she's become a little thin, which Du Yuan always finds somewhat regrettable.
Now, looking back at the chubby Lin Tengyuan and then at the things the interstellar people eat, Sangye thinks it's probably not a matter of diet, but rather that he hasn't exercised for too long, and his muscles have become loose and turned into fat.
Actually, it wasn't just Du Yuan; during the week spent idly at the branch base, the other guides would occasionally pull one of them aside to give him a talking-to, except for Mu An. He mainly relied on the sound of crows calling out, and given the severe damage his mental body had suffered, no one would deliberately make things difficult for him.
Even the two mutated snow mountain tribesmen who fell that day were no exception.
Even when they were serving in the Imperial Army, let alone at the base, the sentries had never been checked so frequently.
With the added benefit of Kuwano's spiritual food, the sentries repaired the kitchen first, and then the dormitory.
Within a week, they completely renovated the snow mountain branch base and also took the time to inspect the mining equipment.
On the day the geomagnetic storm subsided, Minur appeared at the base entrance with Casey's mother.
When the base rescue arrived, the sign that Asso Ment had left behind was quite striking—on the snow-covered ground inside the treehouse, Asso Ment's Schipper dagger and Casey's chest bone ornament hung from a piece of shavings.
Casey's mother was a gentle and sensitive woman. She was young and hadn't experienced much in life. Upon seeing the scimitar and bones, she burst into tears, believing Casey had met with certain death.
But Minur saw this as merely a hint; given Aso Ment's strong and proud nature, after Brian's death, he wouldn't stoop so low as to kill a child to demonstrate against the snow-capped mountains.
So she brought only Casey's mother with her when she returned to the base.
When Minur saw that the two Snow Mountain tribe prisoners were alive and well and in good spirits, she knew that she had not made the wrong decision.
The base has now returned to its former appearance, with several large warships parked in the front and back yards, gleaming coldly and exuding a chilling aura. The sentries are performing their duties in an orderly manner.
Minur appeared relaxed when he came out of the CEO's office.
Aso Mente readily agreed to the cooperation agreement she proposed, and indicated that Minur could take the prisoners of war and Casey back together.
They then went to the backyard to pick up Casey, who was playing around with the sentries, and went back together.
Casey's mother and daughter embraced, sharing their longing for each other after a week apart.
Sangye and Du Yuan sat under the eaves, with a warm stove beside them, on which sat several large pots of roasted milk and crispy cookies.
As Du Yuan's savior, Minur was warmly invited by them.
This time, I made roasted milk tea with Du Ruohua flowers. It was a manifestation of Du Yuan's spirit. When Sang Ye plucked the petals, the spirit slapped her a few times in annoyance.
The aroma of Asarum flowers is refreshing and invigorating, and when combined with the rich fragrance of milk, drinking it makes you feel warm and refreshed all over.
When Sangye's gaze fell upon the nine-tailed snow fox that had appeared with Minur, she seemed to have thought of something and, with a knowing look in her eyes, asked Minur, "So, back then, falling into the hands of the base was also part of your plan? Can you predict the future?"
Minuel paused, then chuckled: "Can't you hide it from your guides? You can even detect this?"
She took a bite of the chocolate cookie, and after the slight bitterness of chocolate dissipated, the rich, sweet, and crunchy butter flavor emerged.
“It can’t really be called foresight, it’s more of an intuition,” Minur explained. “At certain times, I have a strong intuition that tells me what to do next, but I can’t know how things will turn out.”
"Then, did you know Brian was going to die?"
Minur looked up at the sky, stunned for a moment, then shook her head and nodded again: "I don't know, but he has to die. There are so many people in the Snow Mountain Clan, not everyone can withstand the Black Crystal Stone. Do they want so many ordinary people to become stepping stones for his ambition?"
Minur looked at Sangye, who had saved her people: "Thank you for saving them that day."
Kuwano smiled and accepted her thanks.
“From the day that person appeared on the snow mountain, I had a strong intuition that I could use the base to kill Brian.” Minur said meaningfully, secretly pointing to Lin Changli, who was admiring the snow at the other end of the corridor. “Brian’s power is closely related to the Snow Pear Plain. Only by destroying the Snow Pear Plain can we defeat Brian.”
“But I can’t do it.” Minur said with a hint of self-deprecation. “Although we share the same parents, Brian inherited my father’s Black Crystal Spirit Body. He was also born many years earlier than me, making him stronger and more advantageous. Even the snow mountain is on his side.”
In the long process of spiritual growth, without the help of external forces, it grows stronger with age until it reaches the ceiling of its master's spiritual power.
“But you won.” Sangye clinked glasses with her.
“Yes, I won.” Minur laughed. “I won.”
As she repeated this process, she lowered her head and gently wiped away the few tears that had welled up in her eyes.
“I’ve renegotiated the agreement with the base. We will assist the base in mining black crystals, becoming an empire vassal state, but retaining autonomy. The base will provide us with compensation, resources, and advanced technology, including mental recovery agents, and so on.” Minur said, beaming.
The Snow Mountain tribes have clung to their black crystals, fighting against an invincible empire for their mineral resources. Instead of using them for technological research or trade, they've used them to cultivate mutated spiritual entities. Furthermore, they misjudged the vast disparity in power, missing countless opportunities for development.
"Your executive said that the food you make can be sold, is that right?" Minur asked somewhat embarrassedly.
After receiving Sante's affirmative reply, her eyes lit up: "The executive officer just said that as long as you agree, you can send supplies to our Snow Mountain tribe every time you transport supplies to the Snow Mountain; the price will be deducted from our mining income, and she will calculate the corresponding amount for you."
Unexpectedly, Aso Ment quietly secured a business opportunity for himself.
Minur brought this up out of helplessness, as the most affected nobles of the Snow Mountain tribe had all died because of her "blindness".
However, many civilians who had been exposed to radiation remained, and the Snow Mountain tribe had no guides.
“The Snow Mountain Clan is currently the most severely affected by radiation, and there are probably more than two thousand people who are completely unable to heal themselves. We don’t need too much; the simplest kind will suffice.” Minur and Sangye buried themselves in calculations.
After finalizing the quantity, Kuwano readily agreed to the deal.
After all, she was burdened with heavy debts and a prison sentence. Every little bit she could earn was a bonus.
"There's something else I'd like to ask for your help with." Perhaps it was because they had fought side by side that Minur felt a dependence on Sangye, and she gestured for Sangye to come closer.
“Brian and I have always wanted to see our mother again.” Minur opened the decorative bone on his chest to show Sangye an old photograph hidden inside.
The above is a photo of her, Brian, and a young woman.
The young woman had a dignified and composed demeanor. Sangye felt as if he had seen her somewhere before; she seemed vaguely familiar.
"The old royal family wasn't actually one family. They weren't even related by blood; they just came together on their escape." Minur revealed this secret as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. "They've always been together. The marriage alliances with the tribes of Black Tower were a last resort. Actually, despite the number of marriages we mention, only two people were truly involved. One was my mother, and the other married a mermaid from the Tide Sea. But I've heard they have a good relationship, and there are even rumors that the Lord returned to Black Tower to visit them."
“My mother’s name is Wujinyue,” Minur said, his eyes sparkling. “If you ever see her, please tell her that I miss her very much.” This was the request Minur wanted to make.
Lin Changli, who was warming himself by the fire on the other side of the corridor, slowly turned his head and looked at Minur's petite face, a face that felt familiar from the first time they met.
Upon hearing this surname, Sangye's head buzzed.
Is it really possible for such a coincidence to happen in the world?
The back gate opened, and Wu Huansheng led several sentries back to inspect the warship.
Upon seeing the group of people in the corridor, she nodded politely. "The warship is ready. We can set off to return to base."
On the uninjured side of Wu Huansheng's face, there were fox-like eyes that were remarkably similar to Minur's.
After seeing Minur off, Sangye held Du Yuan's hand tightly and whispered in her ear, "Master, what you just heard, you must not tell anyone."
Du Yuan didn't understand, but he nodded nonetheless.
Back in his private lounge, Kuwano turned on his terminal.
The communication network established by the warships can log into the StarNet, and many sentries browsed StarNet videos during this geomagnetic storm.
She entered the keyword "Wu Jinyue" into the search bar.
Finding nothing on the StarNet, Kuwano then switched to the military's intranet.
After a few refreshes, the entries that popped up on the military's internal network were reflected in Sangye's eyes.
This is an ambitious and energetic legendary woman.
Wu Jinyue, Guide, active Marshal of the Gamma Empire, Commander of the G5/G6/G7 Legion, and Executive Officer of Mingyang Star. He commanded the expeditionary war of the 17580th era, exploring multiple expeditionary star systems including the Xianma Star System, Tuohe Star System, Erge Star System, and Wuyuan Star System.
Family genealogy:
Exiled galaxy, mother gone, father gone
Female: Wuxiang Creek, Wuxiang River, Wuxiang Ravine
Sun: The sound of crows calling, the call of crows
This is the vast family that she has raised, which has thrived for hundreds of years.
There was no need to see the end; Kuwano's gaze was fixed on the photo that appeared on the screen.
Not long ago, she saw the exact same face reflected in an old photograph on Minur's chest.
Black Tower was not initially intended to house the psychic riot sentinels; the planet was originally just a small, insignificant pebble on the Empire's path of expansion.
The mining program was only initiated after scientists discovered the technological and military applications of the black crystal. This sparked a conflict between the indigenous people and the empire.
The former royal family of Black Tower took revenge on the natives while on Black Tower, and then left in a warship and a huge fortune given to them by the Empire, leaving the natives to be punished by the Empire. However, they did not continue to wander between star systems.
At least one of them chose to join the army, build a family and power, and no one could force them to do anything anymore, let alone restrict their personal freedom.
Wu Jinyue couldn't possibly be unaware of the development and changes on Black Tower Star, nor would he be unaware of the current situation of the original inhabitants of Black Tower Star, especially since Wu Huansheng was also here.
But she never turned around.
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Author's Note: With the snow mountain chapter finished, the next chapter will be about the tidal sea, featuring the little mermaid and seafood delicacies.
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