Chapter 917: Going Home (2)

This is the second homeland for the Divine Era creatures on Earth. In fact, Xue Dili felt a little guilty about driving this group of Divine Era creatures to Proxima Centauri.

As the Beast of the End, he ended the Divine Era, turning the future world into a magicless Earth. But to these Divine Era creatures, he might very well be a “world-destroying Demon.”

Yet Xue Dili did not regret it. If he had to choose again, he would still end the Divine Era.

“Leave the ‘Summoning of Heroic Spirits’ here. Maybe they are the ones who need this technique the most,” Xue Dili silently found Chaos.

For this former 10th Apostle and now the leader of the Divine Era creatures, Xue Dili’s feelings have always been complex.

“What’s the matter, Father?”

“This is the ‘Summoning of Heroic Spirits’ technique. I’ll leave it to you, and the rest is up to you,” Xue Dili did not say much, and after handing this technique to Chaos, he left the place.

Because he felt that staying there would only add to the awkwardness.

It was like Sima Yi being reborn and seeing all the Wei Kingdom generals from the second round, a similar awkwardness.

Also like Zhu Di seeing Zhu Chongba and Zhu Biao after death.

Though abstract in description, that was roughly how Xue Dili felt.

Leaving Proxima Centauri, Xue Dili made one last visit to the Interstellar Corps.

The entire crew was still in full preparation mode. Xue Dili saw many starships and equipment left by the Mimic Venerable King, and the logistics team was making final preparations. At the same time, Xue Dili learned about the latest developments in Subspace.

The Lord of Mist was striking against the Subspace Barrier left by the Venerable King. If no one stopped it, the final outcome would be the disappearance of the Subspace Barrier along with the Lord of Mist.

Although the Venerable King might continue repairing the Subspace Barrier afterwards, for the reality of the cosmos, it might welcome the rampant havoc of countless Subspace Evil Gods, a future intolerable for anyone.

Tomorrow is the final battle, Xue Dili thought to himself.

Now, he’s reached the end of this Venerable King road. Beyond that lies the domain of conceptual Gods, an utterly untouchable area.

He’s somewhat like the former Mimic Venerable King, though only similar in status. In terms of actual ability and power, he cannot compare to the former Mimic Venerable King.

He even has some disparity with senior Hassan.

But now, at least he can serve as a backdrop-like super soldier in this Divine War.

With one last night left, he plans to go home to see his family and rest at home in the end.

…

Earth, at the entrance of Xue Family Bridge Village.

The old men and women sit at the village entrance, cracking sunflower seeds, watching the prosperous city street across the road, making this area seem like an intelligence agency, the shells scattered on the ground, with many cats and dogs nearby also sitting at the roadside basking in the sun.

A single road serves as the boundary between the city and the countryside.

The elderly chat about their children, how someone is doing, whose child flunked the exam, and when this village will be demolished.

This village is set to be relocated, it’s been confirmed, though the exact time for demolition is unknown. The subway entrance has been built within the village, and two kilometers away, developers have already started constructing resettlement homes. Someone went to have a look and said the homes there look like villas.

In a few years, this place will likely be demolished, and then a large commercial hub will rise here.

All current features of the village, the vegetable patches, irrigation channels, and the old village with bluestone slabs, are expected to disappear.

Some sigh that the village might vanish just like that, while others are happy, exchanging for larger resettlement homes and receiving compensation, which, while not making them rich, allows for enjoying life comfortably for a while.

“Big Yellow! Big Yellow!” a small girl’s voice suddenly rings out at the village entrance.

The elders turn to see a big yellow dog running with a slipper in its mouth, being chased by a little girl without shoes.

“Hey, this kid, this dog, it’s not warm yet, and they’re not afraid of the cold,” one old man laughs.

“This kid looks unfamiliar.”

“Of course, she’s Xue’s daughter, the kid who got into Ke University.”

“Oh, that kid! The one they all pitied…”

“Sigh, that kid had it rough, but a year after he got into Ke University, he brought back a woman. Soon after, they had a child, which is good. At least the kid has a family now.”

The old folks gossip, and Big Yellow soon becomes submissive upon seeing the scene, lowering its tail and placing the slipper on the ground.

Soon after, Little Dragon Lady catches up, twisting the dog’s ear with one hand and grabbing her slipper with the other, preparing to drag it home for a good scolding.

“Kid, Big Yellow belongs to Old Li’s family. This dog is probably older than you, don’t hurt it,” an elderly man jokingly warns.

“Then I’ll hit its butt with bread!” Little Dragon Lady says unabashedly, the big yellow dog being pulled at its ear grimacing, obviously hurt, but neither barking nor biting, just making a “yingying” sound.

The little girl’s words amuse the old folks. Using bread to beat a dog? Would the bread still be good?

“Oh right, Xue’s kid, when your dad gets back, tell him to go to the relocation site to pick a house, and then register with the village secretary. When the move happens, he can move straight into the chosen house,” an old lady reminds Little Dragon Lady.