Wenlong racked his brains over the calculations, trying to save Spirit Stones while still finishing the flying saucer as quickly as possible so he could cross the sea.
Even so, it took several months to finish building the flying saucer and put it through repeated tests.
He gradually ironed out its shortcomings, too. The five drives consumed far too many Spirit Stones, but none of the other problems were serious.
At last, it was time to bid farewell to Wen Family Village. Wenlong stood on the mountaintop, gazing toward bustling, prosperous Huaxia City and the Huaxia Sect, then toward the Wen family home.
What stirred a thousand emotions in him was that he had personally planned and built all of this, yet now he was about to say goodbye and set out once more.
People always had to move forward, whether good or ill lay ahead. Time would never stop to wait for them.
After a sumptuous breakfast in Wen Family Village, Wenlong told his family to carry their supplies aboard the flying saucer.
Just then, Wangcai sent someone to report that young Linzi, Daniu, and Erniu had come to see him.
Wenlong showed no pleasure. His response was utterly cold, and he said only, "No visitors."
He could not say he hated the three of them, but he no longer felt any friendship toward them. When disaster had struck his family, they had been sent elsewhere on assignment.
Yet afterward, they had never bothered to ask about Wen Family Village again. Nothing disgusted him more than such cold-hearted, disloyal people.
Before long, Wenzhuzi came over as well. "Big Sister, they went to you again, didn't they? What were they doing when your uncle suffered that disaster?"
Wenzhuzi sighed repeatedly and said nothing more. Seeing everyone carrying supplies, she knew