"Why get involved in politics? Uh, my children are almost a year old. Maybe it's time to return to family life."
On television, the Panda Man in a Tang Suit spoke eloquently.
After trying suits, kung fu outfits, and even qipaos, the pot-bellied panda had ultimately chosen the loose-fitting Tang Suit.
Combined with the Eastern-style clothing and the Panda National Treasure image, he had none of the usual fierceness or unfamiliarity of Orcs. Instead, he seemed especially approachable.
At the same time, he talked about amusing stories from the past.
For example, studying while working at Gu Da, the exhausting overtime in the Special Task Force, and of course, the ten years on Mercury 42 that had left the deepest impression on him.
". . . Explorers who have traveled to other worlds have seen human hells. The supernatural is already a reality; it is the central theme of this era. Supernatural disasters are also an unavoidable fact. We have witnessed supernatural calamities in other worlds, watched entire worlds fall, even seen doomsdays. So I do not wish to see my homeland become a hell as well. We are trying to do something."
As he watched the Panda Man speak earnestly on television, Lu PingAn saw those sincere words reveal the root of his political ambitions. While spending time with his family, he also wanted to solve more supernatural disasters.
His identities as a Special Task Force member and an Explorer already established him as an expert. There was no need to emphasize that he was nearly Rank Eight in reality. Those who understood knew the weight of that; telling ordinary people who did not understand would only leave them baffled. Emphasizing his strength would instead widen the distance between ordinary people and the powerful.
These were carefully designed words,