The Taixu Mountain Holiday Begins

Xing watched her retreating figure and smiled with satisfaction—at least there was still one person in the family who was still usable; it was truly a stroke of luck amidst misfortune!

Then, all the pressure fell on Bronya.

Under Xing's infuriatingly contemptuous expression, Bronya remained expressionless and silently muttered to herself.

'Heavy Cannon Rabbit 19C!'

Two hands appeared behind Bronya, and then a dazzling series of actions followed.

A moment later, several more square plates of ingredients were placed on the table.

Xing raised an eyebrow, picked up a perfectly square piece of potato, and said disdainfully:

"Tsk! Just like those bagged frozen products from a factory, it has no soul at all."

"... That's enough, Anzu. Bronya can get angry too."

"You want to hit me? Come on, today I'll show you who's the boss in this house!"

"Bronya doesn't want to argue with you, Bronya is leaving first."

Faced with Apricot's eagerness to roll up her sleeves and get to work, Bronya had no choice but to temporarily back down.

She was also hungry, and decided to avoid offending the chef for tonight.

It was definitely not the eldest daughter who ran away from home, but the younger daughter who felt guilty and ashamed towards her, having no choice but to step forward and shoulder the burden of the family.

No, absolutely not!

But when Bronya arrived in the living room and saw the three sisters, Rosaliya, Liliya, and Ninti, huddled together watching TV, Bronya suddenly felt a little lost.

It seems like I've suddenly lost my place?

Bronya felt a sense of inexplicable loss, so she turned to look at the kitchen and saw Anzu's skillful and professional posture by the stove—she really couldn't get used to it at all! How did Anzu, who was even more irritable and willful than a biker gang member back then, become such a domestic expert?

That's weird.

Take one more look.

It still feels so strange!

As a dazzling array of Shenzhou home-style dishes were laid out on the table, their aromas tempting the appetite, Bronya encountered the three elders of Anti-Entropy had arrived late.

"Joachim, are you alright?"

Ninti, wearing pink slippers, ran up to Welt. Her expressionless face held a pair of bright eyes that gazed intently at him, as if revealing genuine and deep concern.

Welt's heart melted instantly. He bent down, stroked Ninti's little head, and a gentle smile appeared on his slightly weak face.

"I'm fine. It's just a small wound in my chest. As long as I can catch my breath, rebuilding my body tissue and repairing the wound will be a piece of cake."

"Phew, that's good!"

"Are you feeling any discomfort like this?"

"Joachim, are you referring to the horns and tail? No problem, and they're very convenient. I just used them to chop vegetables!"

Ninti gripped her long, smooth, metallic purple tail, from which two rows of fangs extended, resembling a chain sword, before nimbly retracting.

Then, as if showing off her prized doll, she smiled, revealing two dimples on her fair face, looking like a sweet piece of honey.

Welt's gaze softened, becoming increasingly tender, and even a hint of doting affection lingered in it.

"Anyway, everyone has worked hard this time. Let's rest today. Tell us what happened inside Chiyou's body tomorrow, and let Sister Ai Yin check you out, okay?"

"Okay. I'll take you out to eat. Sister Xing's dinner is delicious. And I cut the tofu and meat myself tonight!"

"Haha, then I must taste it properly."

"Okay, let's go!"

Tesla and Einstein exchanged a smile as they watched the two walk hand in hand toward the restaurant.

"Hey! That idiot Yang was complaining the other day that we were too nice to Ninti, and look what happened? I told you, how could anyone not like someone as cute as Ninti?"

"At least this time, I think Dr. Tesla is right."

"Huh? When has this genius ever been unreasonable? Tell me, you messy-haired guy!"

"Yes, yes, Dr. Tesla is always right, and I have always admired him greatly."

The two chatted idly as they followed.

Undoubtedly, the act of saving Welt in his time of crisis not only moved Welt himself, but also further boosted the already high level of goodwill towards Tesla and Einstein.

Ninti really made a killing this time.

However, after everyone was seated, the seat between Bronya and Xing remained empty.

Xing seemed to have received the news in advance and didn't delay much, directly announcing that everyone could have their meal earlier.

Just as the feast was drawing to a close, a female fox with golden fur and green skin, with unsteady, weak steps, sat down, her face ashen.

Welt asked with concern:

"Cocolia, what's wrong?"

"Emergency repairs at the base, damage assessment in the underwater area, the support list for the Siberia branch, the statistics and arrangements for the wounded, prevention of external attacks... I assigned all the work, and then Kuerla said that the Iron Pilot we retrieved were all depressed, so I had to knock on each door and slap them to encourage them... I thought it was over, but when I passed by the office and looked at the computer, there were still 999+ unprocessed files... I shouldn't have come to the East China Sea. If I hadn't come to the East China Sea, I wouldn't have encountered Chiyou..."

Cocolia slumped in her seat, muttering to herself with a blank stare, as if her soul had floated out of her mouth, surrounded by a thick, gloomy atmosphere.

Then the three elders' gazes began to wander left and right, and they fell silent.

As someone who is theoretically on the same level as and superior to Cocolia, I always feel that I have let Cocolia down a bit.

Chapter 102 The Holiday at Great Void Mountain Unfolds

On the other side, on the plane bound for Shenzhou, Fu Hua switched the piloting mode to automatic, then turned around and glanced at Ji Lin, who was unconscious in the back seat.

That's right. Although she has lived as an ancient person for nearly five thousand years, Fu Hua is not an outdated relic. With her knowledge, she can handle some small-scale scientific research, and piloting a fighter jet is naturally no problem for her.

Fu Hua's gaze lingered on Ji Lin's serene and beautiful sleeping face. After a long while, a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

She checked him over and found that Ji Lin's body was not seriously damaged and his Honkai Energy was plentiful; he was more likely suffering from mental exhaustion.

Therefore, Fu Hua took Ji Lin away from St. Freya without delay.

Ji Lin cannot be handed over to St. Freya; otherwise, her near- Herrscher- like constitution would be difficult to explain to the headmistress and the others. More importantly, it's hard to say what Otto might think of such a special being.

Fu Hua was determined to protect Ji Lin.

The best way to protect Ji Lin is undoubtedly to keep her far away from Otto, so that he doesn't even have to see her, let alone touch her!

"Old friend, I heard you took La Signora Ji Lin back to Great Void Mountain to heal her injuries. How is she? Do you need my help?"

At that moment, the voice of a certain archbishop, who seemed to haunt the plane, rang out in the cabin with a hint of laughter.

Fu Hua felt a chill run down her spine and sighed inwardly. She turned around and, sure enough, saw Otto's ever-present, elegant smile on the monitor.

"I'm taking her back to recuperate, so you don't need to worry about her, Otto."

"I see, that's good. Also, I heard from Durandal that this La Signora Ji Lin's power is extraordinary?"

"... Don't worry, she won't be your enemy."

"I know, of course I believe you, my old friend."

But I don't believe you— Fu Hua stared blankly at Otto on the screen, unmoved.

Otto naturally understood Fu Hua's apprehension, and said with a hint of resentment:

"It's a little upsetting that you always doubt me like this, my old friend. But since you're my only old friend, I'll leave her alone for your sake. Rita will keep an eye on K423 for now, so you can take a good rest."

"Thank you. Also, Welt's matter, since it happened in front of St. Freya, I couldn't intervene without revealing my identity."

"I know, there's no need to bring up such trivial matters. The Welt thing was just a trial run, and whether it succeeds or not is irrelevant. Naturally, K423 is more crucial."

"Alright. Once Ji Lin has recovered, I will continue to complete my mission. You can rest assured about Kiana."

Fu Hua made a statement.

In most cases, Otto is a very easy person to get along with. He was willing to make a promise not to move Ji Lin, Fu Hua naturally had to reciprocate.

"Okay, let me know if you need anything. You know, when it comes to technical matters, I'm probably the only one in the whole world who can help. I won't bother you any longer, have a nice vacation, old friend!"

"Thank you for your kind words. Goodbye."

Fu Hua cut off the communication, and only then did a hint of relaxation appear on her usually expressionless face.

The fighter jets produced by Schicksal are naturally extremely fast and can completely ignore the air defense systems of secular countries.

Fu Hua arrived at Great Void Mountain at dawn.

Great Void Mountain is covered by the concealment technology of Previous Civilization, making it virtually impossible for ordinary people to enter.

After passing through what seemed like an ordinary mountain forest, a secluded and beautiful peak stood amidst the clouds, with a long, narrow stone staircase leading straight to its summit.

Fu Hua parked the fighter jet outside the antique-style mansion, picked up Ji Lin's soft and light body, and carried her into the house, smelling the faint sandalwood scent.

Although dawn was approaching, Fu Hua was exhausted after a long day, especially after the battle with Ji Lin.

So, after gently placing Ji Lin on the wooden bed, Fu Hua thought that she should also get some sleep.

Since everyone here is a girl, theoretically Fu Hua could lie down on the bed without any problem, since there's plenty of space.

However, after his gaze swept over Ji Lin's petite yet graceful figure, and then looked at her serene and beautiful sleeping face, his eyes lingered for a moment on her pink, cherry-blossom-like lips— Fu Hua made a makeshift bed on the floor and slept at the foot of the bed.

What am I thinking?

Fu Hua pulled up the blanket, half-covering her face, somewhat confused about the reason for her earlier hesitation and caution.

It's probably just out of politeness, right?

Fu Hua stared blankly into thought, then fell asleep.

In her dream, the girl in red who bravely overcame darkness and loneliness to fulfill her request smiled at her with a smile as sweet as honey.

"Um!"

Fu Hua opened his eyes at dusk, looked at the dim light in the room, held the soft warmth in his arms, and felt that the fatigue in his body had been swept away, and he felt refreshed.

Etc!

It's soft, warm, and smells nice. What am I holding?

Fu Hua belatedly looked down and, sure enough, saw Ji Lin lying on her side, curled up in her arms, like a cute little white kitten growing out of the blanket.

"Aww! Crimson Kite, good morning~~"

Soon, the girl in his arms let out a sweet moan that made his bones melt, and woke up rubbing her eyes.

Her soft, fair face had an alluring blush, and her skin was so translucent that you could clearly see the fine blue veins underneath.

Phoebe, naturally adorned.

There is a beautiful woman here; she seems to be a celestial being.

Fu Hua's heart stirred, and an exceptionally gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Good morning! No, I should say good evening, Ji Lin."

Fu Hua hugged the petite girl in his arms a little tighter, stroking her smooth, silky black hair, feeling a sense of comfort that filled his heart.

I am finally not alone anymore.

Anqi, as St. Freya's apprentice, is naturally also very important.

But Ji Lin is different from that. She is a long-time friend, someone who truly knows Fu Hua, and someone who can understand and agree with Fu Hua.

Ji Lin is special; she is unique in this day and age.

As Fu Hua thought about these things, a bright, satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"Crimson Kite, you're hugging me a little too tightly. I'm not complaining about your figure, you're still got it, and your body is soft, but I'm having a little trouble breathing."

"Oh, sorry—wait, what's wrong with my figure?"

"Pfft! Just like back then, he seems indifferent on the surface, but his eyes actually change when Dan Zhu complains about his figure!"

"...Naughty!"