"Huh, where is this... how many years has it been again?" Zhang Ming grabbed Little White and set him on his head.
Little White struggled frantically in the slime on his skin, his eyes brimming with tears again.
"Haha, Little White, you're still such a crybaby. You have no idea what I went through! Life really is so dreamlike. With an ordeal like that in my lifetime, it was truly worth the trip. I feel like no difficulty in the future could ever stop me!"
"A Demon God doesn't seem like such a big deal, either."
Having escaped the Demon God's grasp and returned to reality, Zhang Ming felt a sudden, almost dazed sense of happiness.
He was simply too excited. His surging emotions poured from his heart like a flood bursting through a dam, vast and roaring.
Even the yellow sand filling the sky could not bury that happiness.
[Greetings, Lord Stone Mama. Greetings, Mr. Little White. It has been a long time. Thank you very much for your help. Without you finding this world, we would have struggled to clear away the Demon God's residual power.]
Little Gourd had naturally come back to life as well. Shimmering with golden light, she circled Zhang Ming, speaking in her usual, very polite tone.
Those past three years had been far too difficult. Even under the world's protection, clearing away the power the Demon God had left behind had not been easy.
In the real world, Little Gourd could no longer change her form at will. She could only be the little gourd she had originally been.
"Yes, thank you to the Rescue Team from outside. Thank you all for your help..." Zhang Ming bent down and bowed to Stone Mama, the sleeping Bai Ze eyeball, and Little White Turtle. He