Chapter 629 I'm Back (9000-Word Chapter, Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

It was dawn.

The light of the Sacred Sun rose from the horizon, casting a long shadow behind the warship traveling east.

Although old and battered, with traces of rock scrapes on its dark rhomboid hull, making it look like it had just been dug out of ruins, this mobile warship was incredibly fast.

The speed of an average transport ship was forty kilometers per hour, but this dark ship was twice as fast.

In fact, this wasn't even the full speed of the First Radiance Research Ship. In its ground mobile form, the research ship could theoretically reach over one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour. However, due to the uneven road surface and the desire to avoid attracting attention, it had slowed down after leaving the northern snow mountain area in flight mode and landing in the southern part of the continent.

Even so, it was still eye-catching enough to arouse the greed of some.

[Aivendell City is one of the largest industrial cities in the Asmodean Empire, with maintenance treaties signed with dozens of small city-states, responsible for the maintenance of thousands of various merchant and transport ships. It even has the ability to manufacture small mobile city-states.]

At this moment, Flint was explaining information about the civilization of this era to Daybreak: [The Aivendell family holds the title of Count and wields real power. They own one large mobile warship, five medium-sized warships, and thirteen small ones. In the south, this is a significant military force that can influence the balance of the Southern City-State Union.]

[Rumor has it that the Aivendell family colludes with the barbarians to the north, but according to intelligence from our Gleaming Order, they are loyal to the Emperor and directly participated in suppressing the rebel army during the Cataclysm four years ago. Count Aivendell also has a certain kinship with the current Sun Emperor.]

[For this reason, Aivendell City is also responsible for researching and developing the Empire's new generation of heavy armed warships.]

"So, they're after the speed of our mobile ship?"

Standing on the warship, Su Zhou gazed at the approaching mobile city and its undisguised malice.

He responded to Flint's words, and after receiving an 'probably' in reply, continued to contemplate the methods of Yuan energy cultivation in the Aean world.

The state of Yuan energy in this world concerned the very essence of the world. Since arriving on the surface, he had been carefully observing, and finally confirmed several important pieces of information.

The most important of these was naturally the Sacred Sun.

The Sacred Sun of the Aean world, the sun itself, was a super-massive, pure Yuan energy core.

If the sun of Earth's universe released light and heat through nuclear fusion, incidentally pushing spiritual energy to Earth and spreading it throughout the universe, then the Sacred Sun of the Aean world directly released Yuan energy into the entire world, incidentally releasing a bit of light and heat through Yuan energy reactions.

High-purity Yuan energy was directly poured onto the earth, and because the world was limited in size, it accumulated day after day, resulting in an extremely high Yuan energy density, far surpassing Earth and ordinary Primordial Worlds.

Just as high-purity oxygen could cause poisoning, high concentrations of Yuan energy could also be toxic. Moreover, high-concentration Yuan energy was far less manageable than spiritual energy. Without special control methods, even with a treasure trove surrounding you, there would be no way to use it safely.

He had also carefully observed the Magic Moon of this world from afar.

Contrary to what most ordinary people in this world imagined, the Magic Moon was not inherently evil Yuan energy, the source of the Miasma – it was essentially a giant Yuan energy amplifier and spirituality-bestowing device that could greatly enhance the spiritual nature of all Yuan energy in this world.

If not for the special circumstances of the Aean world, this would essentially be a good thing.

If it were in the Nine Profound Realms, with such an amplifying moon, they could restore the world's ecology at the fastest speed, allowing all kinds of spiritual plants to grow on the surface, stabilize the soil and water, and rebuild the world.

If it were on Earth, it could even directly turn half the Earth into a temporary blessed land, accelerating the cultivation of all mankind.

Putting that aside, the reason why there were such exaggerated things as mobile cities in this world was also because the energy intensity brought by the high-density spiritual energy form of Yuan energy far surpassed that of ordinary worlds – as long as one wasn't afraid of being infected, the energy produced by a giant Yuan energy engine could move mountains and seas, easily reaching the threshold of the 'Overlord Earth Immortal' realm.

Otherwise, even nuclear fusion wouldn't produce so much energy.

Moreover, high concentrations of spirituality, like Emperor Stream Ooze, could catalyze countless sentient animals and plants in this world, turning it into a world where the demon beast path flourished.

But in the entire Aean world, there were no so-called demons.

Apart from the ferocious Yuan energy beasts and wild beasts, these things did not exist in this world.

All because of the excessive Yuan energy density.

The opposite of the Perfect World: the spiritual energy in this world was so thick that, if one wasn't careful, Yuan energy with even a semi-self-awareness would begin to erode the cultivator's flesh and blood.

Which was the source of the Miasma.

Over-activation became poison. The Miasma was when intelligent life was eroded by overly-activated Yuan energy. That part of the limb independently ‘spiritual organified,’ and even derived an independent part of the soul, awakening genetic instincts, which led to madness and beastification, and allowed the infected to awaken their bloodline.

This was also why the Mind Light stage could suppress the Miasma, and the Divine Intent stage could cure it, because their own cultivation had also reached this point, and they could subdue those independent souls with their own willpower.

But even so, facing the high-concentration Yuan energy, which was like a toxin, the cultivators of this world still needed to condense a circle of 'Mind Light Body' outside their bodies as an intermediary to fully unleash their skills.

In Su Zhou's view, the technique regarding the 'Mind Light Body' was very worthy of emulation.

It was a path similar to the True Body, but taking a different approach.

For a time, Su Zhou even thought of Jiu Ming, the dragon-man teenager who had become a Pioneer's Favour.

The 'Mind Card' inheritance he learned while adventuring in the Pioneer space had the same effect as the 'Mind Light Body.' Both used the soul as a foundation to derive a combat spirit body independent of the soul, greatly increasing the soul's strength, and could also strengthen one's True Body, greatly improving the control of spiritual energy.

"Come to think of it, it's actually the same thing, a different kind of non-corporeal True Body, specializing in the soul, which can avoid all kinds of distracting thoughts and Yuan energy erosion."

After a little thought, Su Zhou felt that cultivating Mind Cards in the Aean world should be a good idea: "I can add a Candle Sun·Spirit Body form... no."

No, it wasn't just Mind Cards.

From the beginning of his cultivation until now, the techniques Su Zhou had learned, the True Bodies he had simulated, the various modules he had copied, and the various divine powers he had devoured were all too complicated.

Sacred Geometry, Divine Lightning True Art of the Five Extremes, Great Cycle Indigo Seed, Devouring Demon Lord, Karma Fire, Convergence of Ten Thousand Thoughts, Heart of Non-Thought, Candle Sun·Various Forms, Six Paths·Tribulation of All Beings, Divine Light of the Five Virtues, Heaven and Earth as One Primordial Gold Chapter, Power of Eternal Innovation...

If an ordinary genius were to cultivate each technique, they might not be able to master it in their entire life.

Although Su Zhou himself was a gifted prodigy who could integrate the essence of various techniques into one, this was essentially him relying on his talent to forcibly embed the advantages of unrelated techniques together.

For example, a desktop computer with an Asus motherboard, an nVidia graphics card, a 39xx series CPU, RAM, water cooling, exhaust fans, and various other components, including microphone, sound card, mouse, and keyboard, each from different manufacturers.

Even the graphics card would be divided into wx flagship store, xA flagship store, and so on.

The computer assembled in this way would indeed have excellent performance, but the cost would also be high. If it weren't for someone specializing in assembling computers, it would take a long time to configure it, let alone assemble it. It would be far more convenient to buy an ordinary flagship machine directly.

Cultivation was much more troublesome and dangerous than assembling a computer. A conflict in cultivation could lead to the self-destruction of the body, or even self-detonation.

Although the Candle Sun was indeed good at self-detonation, it wasn't this kind of self-detonation.

Realizing this, Su Zhou had always wanted to find time to thoroughly integrate all the techniques he had cultivated into a completely new cultivation method of his own creation.

He had always thought so, but he kept thinking, 'Ah, I have something to do today, I'll summarize it tomorrow!' 'It's working pretty well now, I'll think about it when I have time'... He kept putting it off until he came to the Aean world without completing it.

But now, after observing the situation of the entire Aean continent, Su Zhou was surprised to find that now was a good time to create his own technique!

Although his current body had demon blood, not to mention that everyone in the Aean world was a hybrid, even on Earth everyone had bloodlines... In other words, this was a template for an ordinary person.

And this template was starting from scratch, which happened to help him summarize a complete set of cultivation methods from beginning to end.

A set of cultivation methods that could be taught to others, allowing everyone to become a Candle Sun, allowing everyone to innovate for all eternity!

In this process, Su Zhou could still continue to gather the essence of various cultivation methods that he thought were good.

For example, Mind Cards and Mind Light Body could be summarized by him and transmitted back to the Earth body, directly upgrading his Candle Sun True Body located on Earth with an over-the-air firmware update!

"What image would my mind take if it were to be personified as a card or a Mind Light Body?"

Squinting his eyes, Su Zhou folded his arms across his chest.

A circle of Yuan energy that resembled armor was wrapped around his body, which was formed by simulating the 'Great Cycle Indigo Armor' with Yuan energy.

It wasn't the original wind-type spiritual martial art, but a brand new, more fundamental spiritual power control technique, which even mixed in the barrier power of the 'Imperishable Soul' that isolated the world.

The function of the Mind Light Body was to isolate the influence of the high-concentration Yuan energy in this world on the soul, and Su Zhou felt that there were probably not many inheritances in the entire multiverse that were stronger than the Imperishable Soul's isolation power.

And at this moment, the First Radiance Research Ship had approached its destination, the industrial mobile city of Aivendell.

"Professor Svetogor, there are very strong cultivators in that city who are showing malice towards us."

On the way, Daybreak, located in the research ship's central control, reminded: "This is a fairy's premonition. They have already begun to act and will attack us soon—they will not hold back, their purpose should be to capture us directly."

"Good, I'm ready."

Su Zhou nodded.

He was well aware that a warship that looked dilapidated but was very fast, and had no armed forces on the surface, would definitely attract the attention of many people with ulterior motives on this land.

Especially after approaching a large city, according to the reputation of the nobles in this world, it would be strange if they didn't do something.

"It seems there's no way to enter the city peacefully. But that's fine, I want to see what the level of force in this world is."

He could already see Yuan energy fluctuations rising from the port of Aivendell City in the distance. Armed warships belonging to Aivendell City were mobilizing to intercept this 'ill-intentioned and strange' warship.

"Speaking of which."

Slightly lowering his head, Su Zhou looked at the warship under his feet with some strangeness. He was a little puzzled: "I know about fairies for the time being—wind fairies, frost fairies, fire fairies, these are all elemental fairies, with their own systems and advancements. They are powerful energy beings specializing in a certain kind of energy."

"But I've never heard of silver fairies—what kind of fairy do you specialize in?"

Daybreak's answer was very concise: "Warships."

Su Zhou: "?"

"I'm a warship fairy."

The half-fairy's tone was calm, as if she had said the same thing to countless people over many years: "Silver fairies are artificial fairies. What we specialize in is controlling various artificial objects—sword fairies, gun fairies, warship fairies, fortress fairies... The subdivisions of silver fairies are mostly these."

"It is said that there are even more subdivided food fairies, who can obtain energy from people's love and gratitude for food."

"But that was all in the era of the fairy civilization. The silver fairies that still exist now are probably only me and half of me left, and I can only control warships."

"An unexpectedly shocking fact..."

Su Zhou opened his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, such as 'there's such a thing?', but in the end, the man just smiled and shook his head.

Because the battle was about to begin.

He stepped forward.

Substantial Yuan energy surged out of Su Zhou's body, and then, like roots, it sank into the warship's armor.

The First Radiance Research Ship was over a thousand meters long, nearly six hundred meters wide, and nearly four hundred meters high. It was a behemoth. Although Su Zhou's Cosmic True Body could hold it in one hand, and its warship form was even larger than a floating tentacle, things couldn't be compared like that.

In the days since arriving in the south from the North Ionian Mountains, Su Zhou had not been idle in addition to observing the Aean world and cultivating Yuan energy.

He condensed his Yuan energy into threads, turned them into arrays, and, like tree roots, integrated them into the armor and keel of the entire research ship.

Then, little by little, he transformed the material of the entire warship into 'Perfect Metal.'

Now, Su Zhou's power wasn't strong, but his skills, the inheritance he carried, and the knowledge he understood, even a little bit, were enough to fundamentally change the essence of this research ship, turning it from an unarmed ordinary mobile ship...

Into an indestructible 'battering ram'!

"Prepare to withstand the impact, everyone, hold on tight."

Although he was reminding others, Su Zhou himself was standing at the very front of the warship.

He looked at the three Aivendell warships ahead, which had already accelerated and started flashing signal lights at the First Radiance Ship, and even started firing shells, with a slight smile: "Daybreak, accelerate."

"There are three enemy warships there," Daybreak reminded.

"Then isn't that perfect? We'll just run them over!"

"As you wish." Daybreak smiled slightly, her tone seemed to have a bit of excitement: "I've never done this before, it's very novel."

Indeed, this was something the half-fairy had never done—who would let a precious fairy from an ancient civilization do such a crude and barbaric thing? Everyone felt that this wasn't right, but no one had asked Daybreak if she liked it.

But Su Zhou would, and Daybreak didn't hate it either.

After speaking, an inconspicuous arc of electricity lit up on the surface of the entire First Radiance Ship. These arcs vaguely formed a form that looked like tangled tree roots, and then dissipated.

Boom! The Yuan energy engine roared, and the thousand-meter-long behemoth began to accelerate and start.

Then came the eruption!

"What's going on?! Are they not responding?!"

In the horrified gazes of the many crew members on the Aivendell warship, the First Radiance Ship, facing the blockade of three warships, did not stop obediently like other merchant ships and transport ships, allowing them to do whatever they wanted.

Instead, like a motorcycle raging wildly on an empty street, it crashed into them at an incredible speed!

In their eyes, the dark warship sped forward, roaring and breaking through the wind. The sharp tip of the warship was like a ram, striking directly at a speed that the other warships couldn't dodge!

Boom boom boom boom!!!!

Deafening crashes came, accompanied by ear-splitting sounds of metal friction and distortion. The Aivendell warship at the front was broken in half like a cookie, the entire ship shattered and rolled around out of control, sending sparks flying.

Seeing this scene, the other two Aivendell warships decisively stopped their ships, then watched with awe as Su Zhou and his party continued to crash into the mobile city at high speed after breaking their allies.

They were indeed willing to obey Count Aivendell's orders and even sacrifice their lives, but this too-terrifying scene was too much for them, humans, to imagine.

Like ordinary people facing a cement truck speeding past them, they didn't think at all, but stopped instinctively.

"Wh, what kind of monster warship is that..."

After a while, the warship captain, who swallowed and found nothing, his mouth dry, contacted the communication magic circle directly connected to the Count with a trembling hand: "Lord Count, I have an emergency to report!"

At the same time.

At the moment of the collision, the violent impact also swept through the people on the First Radiance Ship.

If not for Su Zhou's stabilization array, the First Radiance Ship would have disintegrated by half at the moment of the collision, and most of the things would have been thrown out.

But there was no if, the current First Radiance Ship was intact.

And except for Gasha and Loya, who had already taken protective measures and were wrapped in shock-absorbing spells, the others in the ship, such as Daybreak, were not afraid of the impact, and Flint was even a tin can.

"Go, good..."

After breaking the enemy ship that was intercepting them, Daybreak sat on the central control chair.

The usually cold and calm half-fairy looked shocked at this moment, as if she hadn't recovered from the collision just now.

"What's wrong, Daybreak Mi..."

Loya poked his head out. He asked curiously, but halfway through, he was slapped on the back by Gasha and immediately changed his words: "Sister, are you okay?"

"Good...so exciting!"

The shock on her face slowly disappeared, and Daybreak showed a rare happy expression at this moment: "Although it's dangerous—but this feeling is so exciting!"

[...It's best not to have this kind of excitement again.]

Master Flint muttered softly. He also looked shocked at this moment, but not because of the direct collision with the enemy warship, but because the entire hull of the First Radiance Ship was unharmed except for a violent shock.

The defensive power brought by the Perfect Metal and the Godwood Qi Root stabilization array that Su Zhou had spent a week blessing the entire warship with was too incredible. He even suspected that this warship could withstand the city defense cannons of the mobile city!

But there was no time to try now, the First Radiance Ship had cut into the inner circle of Aivendell, even if the Count made up his mind at this moment, the city defense cannons would not be able to hit the target.

[Professor Svetogor, is he such a powerful alchemist?]

A huge question floated in the mind of this artificial mechanical intelligent life: [With such power, he would be more than qualified to be the president of the Asmodean Royal Alchemist Association!]

[Then why is he willing to stay in the south and be an unknown orphanage director?]

Of course, Master Flint didn't know that Professor Svetogor wasn't willing, but he didn't have the strength.

But now, changed to Su Zhou, it was different.

Hearing Daybreak's exclamation, Su Zhou couldn't help but smile slightly.

"You like this? That's great, because there's something even more exciting—Daybreak, do you see the no-man's land at the edge of the city ahead?"

"I see it."

"Keep crashing into it!"

"Okay!"

Since his warship was so hard, what was there to be afraid of?

Only the weak were afraid!

Although he was really weak, without hesitation, under Su Zhou's encouragement, Daybreak directly accelerated the warship to the maximum, and then, like a cone, crashed into the no-man's land at the edge of Aivendell City in a earth-shattering roar!

Boom!

Located on the edge of the outer city of Aivendell, most of them were circulation pipelines for transferring Yuan energy. High-strength Yuan-cast steel was enough to withstand the bombardment of ordinary warships and protect the mechanical structure inside the city walls.

Because of the extreme Yuan energy radiation, only a few workers would patrol at fixed points to check for equipment aging or leakage. Other than that, no one would linger here.

But just today, the inspection worker who was patrolling suddenly sensed a violent shock.

"What?!"

He grabbed a pipe next to him in shock. The violent impact made him feel as if the mobile city under his feet was shaking as if it had encountered a natural disaster. Not only could he not stand still, but he was even about to be thrown out!

Then, the worker saw in shock that a sharp warship ram broke through the city wall as easily as piercing thin paper.

Then, the entire warship was embedded in the city!

Pa.

After the shock subsided slightly, a figure walked slowly from the top of this warship that had caused a violent disturbance, and then jumped down from the bow.

Like a piece of iron falling to the ground, the sound of the figure hitting the ground was not the sound of flesh and blood, but a crisp sound like metal colliding.

Dust rose, causing the maintenance worker to show a look of fear and shock.

Because then, he saw the figure walking out slowly from the dust raised by the fall.

A slightly old male voice was muttering to himself.

"Lower City Orphanage... this is the eastern edge area, still a bit far."

"This body doesn't have the wind to help, so it can't fly so conveniently... oh well."

"Let's jump over."

Then, the figure bent over and squatted down.

He kicked out with all his strength, and the metal ground dented, bursting with cracks.

And the figure, like a cannonball, sped towards the Lower City of Aivendell located on the south side!

At the same time.

"What's going on?!"

Standing at the entrance of the orphanage, the tax official at this time was sweating profusely and couldn't take a step.

From just now, the emergency communication channel, which was usually very quiet, had been sending a series of alarms and wails, and the violent shocks and crashes coming from outside the city in the distance made him feel terrified and uneasy.

This was a scene that had never occurred even during wartime—Aivendell City's army had always been the only one to attack others, how could anyone dare to attack this direct main city of the Imperial Count?

But it happened.

The tax official initially wanted to obey the order and go to the eastern city area with other guards who were patrolling nearby to defend, but after a while, a new order was issued.

The city guard leader, whose tone was serious, said that the city wall had been broken and the enemy was driving the latest model of siege warship. It was just sending food if the scattered soldiers went over. Except for the city guards, all other armed forces in the city would stay where they were and wait for subsequent instructions.

But soon, more urgent news came. This time, the Count's butler spoke directly, representing the Count's own will:

——Just now, the city guard leader in the dC area died without a whole body for unknown reasons, suspected of being hit by the enemy's artillery shells. Even the city guard headquarters collapsed.

All armed forces should immediately go to the dC area for reinforcements.

The city guard leader was a Mind Light realm expert. Although he had just entered the Mind Light realm, he was enough to bear this responsibility.

After all, the Divine Intent realm was enough to become an Imperial General, and the high-level Mind Light realm was an Imperial Senior Military Officer. With connections and war merits, it was not impossible to get a Major General position.

But immediately someone vehemently opposed, saying that a figure had crashed into the headquarters, and in just one moment, the headquarters had been wiped out. The information above was inaccurate. It was possible that a high-level Mind Light realm expert had invaded. It was just sending them, ordinary soldiers who didn't even have Spiritual Radiance, to their deaths.

In just a few minutes, all kinds of messy news and rumors spread, and internal and external communication was chaotic.

The man covered in power armor was already drenched in cold sweat on his back... not only because of the fact that Aivendell City had been invaded by a suspected very strong enemy, but also because of a series of missing contact phenomena.

On the road from the dC area to the southern city area, there were many tax officials who, like him, were forcibly collecting taxes in the slums and on the edge of the lower city.

As a royalist, how could Count Aivendell wait until the end of the year to hand over the taxes required by the Empire? He definitely had to do it early to show his loyalty. And the garbage population in the lower city and slums could be squeezed for some profit. If not, it would be a good thing to have a reason to send them all to the mines.

Anyway, they were either penniless ghosts or patients with Miasma... It was said that recently, the Empire and the nobles were very interested in patients with Miasma, but no one cared about their fate.

This was also why the tax official dared to treat the orphans in the orphanage so badly—he had long received instructions to send these 'high-quality' Miasma patients, who had Miasma but were well cared for, to the medical hall under the Count. He had someone behind him, so he dared to be so arrogant.

But now...

"Help, there's—"

"What's tha—"

"Ah!"

One after another, along the way in the slums, all the tax official communications that were online all came to an abrupt end, as if they had been directly interrupted by some force.

Their tone was terrified, even desperate: "Something, something jumped over?!"

"Support, we nee—"

Crack.

The sound of something being smashed rang out.

The tax official swallowed. He began to tremble.

Because, the communication of the tax official closest to him had also completely disappeared and fallen silent.

Thump, thump, thump.

Obvious and heavy footsteps came from his side.

"Hoo."

He could hear a breath, calm, but seemingly with a hint of anger.

Trembling, the tax official turned his head and looked at the street, which was already empty.

He saw a strong old man.

No, it was a bit much to call him an old man... because although he could vaguely see some wrinkles on the other person's face and his gray hair, the wrinkles were very fine and the white hair seemed to be the person's original hair color.

Crimson pupils stared at him calmly, and a fiery light seemed to be burning in his deep eyes.

Here it comes.

"Professor Svetogor..."

Muttering to himself, the tax official's tone was full of fear.

Although the person in front of him was completely different from the professor he used to know, who often hunched his back, had a kind face, and was even weak.

But he could be 100% sure that the man in front of him, who was walking step by step, with his body straight, striding towards him like a war chariot, was Professor Svetogor!

Burning Yuan energy was like a layer of flame, or a layer of violent wind, wrapped around him, forming a shape similar to armor, bringing an unspeakable oppression.

Tap! Turning around immediately, the tax official ran towards the direction of the orphanage, towards the group of orphans who were showing surprised expressions.

Although he didn't sense any killing intent, every muscle and every cell in his body was warning him, telling him that if he didn't do something, he would definitely die.

So, he made his choice—using those orphans as hostages, he might still get...

"Alas, why?"

Then, he heard a sigh: "Why make the wrong choice?"

"If you had put down your weapon and knelt down, I would have at most knocked you unconscious."

Then, there was a dull crash.

Su Zhou grabbed a stone from the house next to him and threw it out forcefully—the flying stone was wrapped in a continuously rotating violent wind, turning the unremarkable rock into a murderous aura that surpassed a drill.

It hit the back of the tax official's head, and the metal helmet immediately dented and shattered. Blood spurted out of the gap in the front of the helmet.

Boom. The tax official's armor, weighing at least half a ton, fell to the ground while running, making a heavy collision and metal scratching sound.

The sharp sound resounded throughout the neighborhood.

Su Zhou continued to walk slowly. He stepped over the tax official's body and walked towards the gate of the orphanage.

And for the children in the orphanage, this scene happened too quickly.

Seneca stared blankly at this scene.

He saw Su Zhou jump over from another neighborhood, almost as fast as flying.

The man who was walking towards them was a completely different image from the warm but weak professor in everyone's memory. It was like the difference between a sponge and a sponge that was filled with water and frozen hard.

The one-eyed boy opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but the cheers of the children behind him interrupted his words.

"Director!"

A little girl cheered, with freckles left by the Miasma on her face. She opened her arms and trotted towards the man: "Director is back!"

"Director!" "Director!" "Wuwuwu, Director, you're back!"

More children followed in her footsteps.

Yes, although the change was great, although the temperament had completely changed, although the director had just killed someone right in front of them.

But the director was still the director. That warm feeling did not change in the children's instinctive perception.

And Su Zhou smiled and squatted down. He opened his arms and greeted the children who were rushing towards him.

Then, he hugged them tightly.

Yes Yes.

Although he was not the real Professor Svetogor.

But he was Su Zhou.

The children were looking forward to 'his' return, so he would fulfill their wish.

So, holding the children, the white-haired man laughed loudly: "It's okay."

Su Zhou looked around at everyone, then focused his gaze on Seneca, who was standing still but secretly raising his sleeve and wiping his one eye: "Don't cry, don't be afraid."

He declared: "I'm back."

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