"Truly beautiful."
From the deck, Wang Xi'er looked at the towering Firefly Tree and the sparks continuously falling from it, smiling happily as well.
Since coming to Mercury 42, she still had work to do, but it was nothing like the nearly suffocating responsibilities and pressure from before. The dark circles beneath her eyes had faded considerably, and her previously thin face had filled out a little.
Even she had never imagined that she would be able to see beautiful fireworks in this foreign land—or that she would still be in the mood to appreciate the scenery.
"What a beautiful sight, Lu PingAn. Why did you say the scenery in your territory was terrible?"
At that moment, even Lu Mouren himself was stunned and somewhat surprised.
He had already confirmed that the timing was slightly off, but he had not expected the area beneath the ship—which should have been the Green Sea—to have become clear again.
"Is that so? You've worked very hard."
His white pupils saw through space. The roots embedded in the ocean and earth were absorbing endless filth, while the sparks scattered through the sky were actually the result of purification.
Lu PingAn touched a spark that had drifted across the ocean and offered his "dependent" thanks and praise.
The extended time had still allowed many unexpected things to happen. The seeds had sprouted and bloomed, and Lu PingAn's "Big Trees" had begun spreading throughout various cities.
". . . So beautiful."
Though they were still far away, the "Petals" that resembled sparks slowly drifted over, and the travelers aboard the ship eagerly tried to catch them.
Wang Xi'er, at least, was practically leaning over the deck.
"So pretty! What exactly are these?"
She excitedly reached out to scoop them up, and then—
"So many, so many—uh,