Firefly Journey

Chapter 344 Knowing Mu Shaoai (4)

Time flies and never stops for anyone.

During his time in Chernobyl, Lin Yuanran found new ways to "entangle" the wind chimes every day, thoroughly enjoying himself.

The Grim Reaper said it would be a month, but he didn't specify the exact days. From the twentieth day onwards, Lin Yuanran was constantly on edge, afraid that the Grim Reaper's voice would suddenly appear in his heart.

Two more days passed, and everything was as usual.

Unfortunately, Lin Yuanran couldn't ask at this time, because the Grim Reaper had said that opening the spatial passage was not something He could do alone; it required the cooperation of the God of Technology and Machinery.

During the long wait, Lin Yuanran noticed a clue.

Starting from the twenty-second day, faint fluctuations of magical energy began to appear above Chern City, growing stronger with each passing day. Lin Yuanran knew that the spatial array was being prepared, and it would be ready in the next few days.

As a "space mage," I am more sensitive to this kind of thing than ordinary extraordinary beings.

Lin Yuanran told Fengling about it.

Feng Ling wasn't a "space mage," but after Lin Yuanran told her, she used her magic to explore the sky. As expected, there were signs that the spatial passage was opening.

Feng Ling stood atop the Sky Tower, gazing at the white clouds on the horizon, and slowly said, "I'm leaving soon."

She said "I'm leaving soon," not "I'm leaving" or "I'm preparing to leave." The difference of just one word makes all the difference.

She could stay, but she couldn't stay; she had to leave.

If Lin Yuanran possessed divination magic like Finney and Erillo, perhaps he could glean some information from them and deduce that they were the true fellow countrymen.

Unfortunately, Lin Yuanran didn't know how, and he had never even thought about it that way.

Although he felt regretful, he was actually relieved. If the wind chimes were leaving, he was leaving too. It would be best if the story could have a perfect ending.

Lin Yuanran stood in the void, directly opposite the wind chime: "Me too. I plan to travel around the continent to gain experience and improve myself."

He used the same formula to explain it to everyone.

But this explanation is a lie, and others may not discover it for a long time. But Fengling is different. She has the ancestral artifact "Ayepeya's Book of Heaven". As long as she shouts "Lovers' Path", the lie will have nowhere to hide.

Lin Yuanran didn't have a good solution, so he just thought he could keep it a secret for as long as possible. Life is always like this, you can't control your own destiny and there's nothing you can do about it.

"What about you? Are you going back to Yicheng or the Temple?" Lin Yuanran asked.

Fengling didn't know how to answer, because she wouldn't be going to either place.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "The Palace Master is getting married soon, but I don't plan to go and offer my blessings. Becoming a Holy Maiden back then was just a coincidence, and I didn't think too much about it. I won't go back. Anyway, there are so many candidates for Holy Maiden, any one of them can take my place."

Lin Yuanran thought to himself, "You're really willing to give up something. If it were me, I would never give up such a powerful background as the Dark Temple. The Pan-Ancient Continent is full of dangers, and it's always good to have more trump cards."

Fengling didn't want to think that, after years of getting along, Hantina was both a teacher and a friend to her, second only to Cassius.

If her wedding had been earlier, Fengling would have gone back no matter what, but not now. The spatial passage could open at any moment, and this is the only way home.

“I will also travel around the mainland to see different places and experience different customs and cultures,” Fengling finally said, using Lin Yuanran’s reason.

Logically speaking, they have been classmates for many years, are fond of each other, and both want to go to the mainland for experience, so why not join forces and travel together?

Neither of them mentioned it.

Both of them knew it was impossible.

……

……

Deep within the Nomis Laboratory lies a door that is rarely opened, behind which lies the ultimate secret of the "Mechanical Wings".

The door is now open, and inside stand an elderly man and a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man, wearing thick glasses, was Dawn Taylor, the president of Mechanical Wings.

Most inhabitants of Pangaea had an ideological understanding of "gods," believing them to be omnipotent, superior, and inherently different from ordinary people.

Only a very few people know that not all gods are high above, and the Eighth Ancestral God is one of them.

Strictly speaking, the God of Technology and Machinery is merely a demigod-level superhuman, far from reaching the level of a god.

He became a god not through magic or spiritual power, but through alchemical technology.

More than two hundred years ago, Remington descended upon the Pan-Ancient Continent and used his vast knowledge from this other world to create one miracle after another that seemed unbelievable to the local inhabitants.

The old man with the prosthetic leg was filled with fervor, and several mechanical tentacles extending from his back moved around on various switches in the room.

After an unknown amount of time, this god, whose body and heart were made of alchemical components, shed a tear from his eyes.

"We did it! I've waited for this day for far too long..."

His voice trembled.

Dawn Taylor couldn't understand why He was so agitated. What was the purpose of the array He had laid out over the course of time, using the entire city of Chern as its base?

As Dawn speculated, Remington spoke up: "I am about to leave. From now on, everything in the church must be done according to the rules. If Death intervenes, then do as He wills."

Remember this: alchemical technology must never be used as a tool of war, or the continent will never be at peace again.

Dawn's heart skipped a beat; he had a bad feeling.

Leaving? Where to? Is this a deathbed entrustment?

"I understand."

Dawn lowered his head and bowed to the person he respected most in his life.

Then, the ceiling of the secret room opened automatically, revealing the sky above.

At the same time, the endless sea of ​​clouds above Chernobog was thrown into chaos by the opening of the secret chamber. Immeasurable and powerful magical energy converged towards the sky, surging and raging.

A voice rang out simultaneously from Lin Yuanran and Fengling Xinhu.

"When the time comes, I will envelop your body with death energy to prevent you from being torn to pieces in the spatial storm."

Goodbye, my friend, or rather, my victim.

Lin Yuanran and Feng Ling looked up at the same time. The sea of ​​clouds above Qie City had dispersed, revealing a huge vortex.

The surging magical power within the vortex filled the two with both joy and fear.

I can finally go home, but is everything I've experienced on the Pan-Ancient Continent about to end?

As the vortex grew larger and the spatial magic increased, Lin Yuanran mustered her courage and, just as she had when she left St. Louis Academy, whispered:

"I want to hug you."

This time it's not an inquiry, but an announcement.

He had made up his mind; even if Fengling disagreed, he would force her to do it.

This time, the wind chimes remained silent.

She answered with her actions.

Fengling opened her arms, took two steps forward, and threw herself into Lin Yuanran's arms.

Lin Yuanran could no longer remain calm in the face of temptation. He placed his hand on the girl's back and gently lowered his head over her shoulder.

This continued for a minute.

Lin Yuanran tilted his head back and bumped into Feng Ling's face.

Her face was still so clean, so breathtaking.

Above their heads, a vortex generated a tremendous pull, trying to take away guests who did not belong to this world.

Lin Yuanran looked at the girl's smooth forehead and couldn't help but lean closer.

In an instant, a flash of light appeared, and the rooftop was empty.

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The third volume is finished.