Lu PingAn and his team had long grown used to the boredom and tedium of interstellar travel.
Over the past few days, they had all become quite skilled at passing the time. Most spent it on vacation; sleeping from morning to night was the norm. Even Lu PingAn would slack off for a while.
After all, the exhaustion and tension from Otherworld Exploration needed to be eased through rest. Once they arrived back in the homeland, they would get time off, but most people's schedules would be even tighter than they had been in the outer realms.
The work that had piled up back home, opportunities to improve themselves, selling otherworldly materials and spoils, purchasing equipment and advancement materials, gathering local intelligence to seek opportunities for advancement, bragging to other teams about their harvests—the first week after returning was often the busiest time for Explorers, and that was assuming they made it back safely.
"The training grounds and Library are still full? They've become so diligent I barely recognize them."
Even the Courtyard under Lu PingAn's command had begun reaching capacity. Whether they were his own people or fellow travelers, everyone was seizing every moment to improve themselves.
That was highly unusual. Lu PingAn had experienced far too many prewar periods, and this one was clearly different.
"No one expected this day to come so soon."
"Yeah. Even the homeland isn't safe anymore."
No matter how hard things had been before, most warriors could face them rationally. But this time, with their home under threat—when the fire finally reached their own bodies—many people truly panicked.
Judging from point income alone, it had surged by 120% during this period. It seemed many people were going all in.
"Even Fishmen are willing to switch over. This is just..."
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