Peace of Mind

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Seeing He Yun looking so excited, Jiang Xiao felt pretty pleased too.

Who wouldn't want to be praised? But the Spark Medal was, after all, the lowest-level medal in the Pioneering Army. If Jiang Xiao was fortunate enough to bring these people back, wouldn't the Pioneering Army award him the highest-level Wildfire Medal!? Would the Night Watch bring out the highest-level Full Moon Medal? Honors were honors, but just think of those Skill Points!

Jiang Xiao could practically take off right there. He Yun seemed to have gotten interested and kept asking, "Good kid, how did you get the Spark Medal? What mission did you carry out on the peninsula?"

Jiang Xiao naturally didn't want to dampen He Yun's enthusiasm either, so he recounted everything he had done on the peninsula: destroying the hundreds of Immortal Flower spaces, clearing them out, pushing forward the boundary line, protecting a pure land, and so on.

But as soon as he said that, He Yun's expression turned solemn.

He furrowed his brows and asked, "Large numbers of Other Dimension Spaces have started blooming across Earth? Some of them aren't even Space Gates, but Sacred Ruins directly?"

Jiang Xiao nodded firmly and said, "The peninsula is still relatively fine. There aren't many Sacred Ruins there. When I was carrying out a mission in Central Asia earlier, that was a real disaster.

"You know about the Evil Night Mountain Other Dimension Space? The far western part of our country's Great Northwest, along with the Central Asian countries, all fell into darkness. The Evil Night Mountain Sacred Ruins hung directly in the sky. That crisis still hasn't been resolved. Our country did a good job clearing things up, but