After a night of revelry, making both Makarov and Liu Peiqiang drunk, the campfire gathering, held due to a chance encounter, finally came to an end. Handing the two drunken old men over to their respective sons, Chen Yu and Jounouchi Hiromi returned to the special train, continuing their journey.

This chance encounter introduced Chen Yu to two great friends, but ultimately, it was just an interlude in the journey. After the excitement and revelry, everyone had to continue on their own journey.

Perhaps it was just a coincidental meeting, and maybe Chen Yu would never see them again, but the beautiful memories of the encounter would remain unforgettable.

Even though Chen Yu is a demigod, his emotions are no different; he too would be happy to meet good friends and feel a bit regretful upon parting.

However, this didn't prompt Chen Yu to do anything extra, except that everyone exchanged contact information last night, giving themselves a small hope of meeting again.

Perhaps sensing Chen Yu's emotions, Jounouchi Hiromi asked, "Are you reluctant to part with these two new friends, hubby?"

"A little, I haven't made such pure friendships or drank and chatted like this in a long time." Chen Yu shook his head, a slight touch of nostalgia on his face.

Without any mix of other things, purely making friends and drinking, chatting, was indeed a rare experience for the current Chen Yu.

Whether he was acting as an ordinary person or as a demigod, people who could just purely befriend him without any other interests were becoming fewer, and everyone interacting with him always involved interests.

This is why Chen Yu was able to become friends with Makarov and Liu Peiqiang, drinking and chatting together, because such friendships without interests and other mixes were rare.

Although this friendship is rare, it ultimately is just a trivial interlude in his journey, even if this short-lived friendship was wonderful, it would eventually end, and people would part.

"It's clear, hubby, you really enjoy this friendship free of all else!" Jounouchi Hiromi smiled knowingly, nodding and sighing, "Perhaps this is why we Japanese advocate for 'Ichigo Ichie', because meetings that happen only once in a lifetime are beautiful due to their brevity, so they should be cherished especially."

"Ichigo Ichie? To tell the truth, I've heard this saying quite a few times in Japan over the years, but have never really felt what a once-in-a-lifetime meeting is truly like." Chen Yu, despite Jounouchi Hiromi saying this is Ichigo Ichie, still couldn't quite grasp what kind of feeling Ichigo Ichie was supposed to be.

Upon hearing this, Jounouchi Hiromi shook her head, and explained to Chen Yu: "Ichigo Ichie doesn't simply mean a once-in-a-lifetime meeting, it means this might be the only chance in a lifetime to meet one another, so it should be cherished and treated in the best possible way, it doesn't merely mean a meeting only once in a lifetime!"

"I see? Indeed, it's quite a reasonable saying." Chen Yu touched his chin, and after Jounouchi Hiromi's explanation, he finally understood Ichigo Ichie, finding it indeed a beautiful mindset and attitude.

Precisely because one doesn't know when the next meeting will be, maybe in this lifetime they will never meet again, so now this meeting is perhaps the last one in this life, therefore one should be in their best state, with a cherished mindset, to enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime meeting, lest regret it later.

However, no matter how much one cherishes, if in a lifetime one can only meet friends once, there will still be regrets and remorse after parting, regretting why you didn't cherish the time spent with friends.

But in modern times, it's no longer quite possible to meet friends only once in a lifetime, as the development of communication and transportation means that as long as one wishes, even if friends are far apart, they can still meet.

Especially for Chen Yu, there really isn't anyone in this world he wants to see but cannot meet.

Of course, cherishing the opportunity to meet true friends is always a good mindset, because being able to meet friends with whom you share a genuine connection is definitely worth cherishing.

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Leaving Lake Baikal, the special train did not stop except for necessary halts to replenish resources.

This train, specially built for demigods during the Tsarist Russia era, carried Chen Yu and his wife into Moscow amidst a light snowfall.

The train came to a steady halt at the platform, and as Chen Yu gazed out at the rapt honor guard and the welcoming committee waiting on the platform, he couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose.

Honestly, he wasn't fond of such grand welcomes.

Though being a demigod warranted being personally greeted by a nation's leader, Chen Yu wasn't keen on extensive social engagements and meaningless interactions. These Russian officials here to welcome him would likely only be seen once in this lifetime, so why bother expending energy on pleasantries with those he'd never see again?

Nonetheless, in the end, Chen Yu, along with Jounouchi Hiromi, stepped out of the carriage to accept the greeting from the welcoming committee outside.

"Welcome to Moscow, Your Excellency!" The welcoming official had a flattering smile on his face, and with his words, the honor guard on the platform instantly stood at attention and saluted, granting Chen Yu the experience of head-of-state level welcome.

Chen Yu paid no heed to the official with the ingratiating smile; what truly caught his attention and the reason he got off the train to accept the welcome was a pale-faced man in a Soviet-era military uniform standing among the crowd.

Noticing that Chen Yu had spotted him, the man in the old Soviet military uniform approached Chen Yu and extended his hand: "Hello, welcome to Moscow. Cough... cough... cough..."

The man's hand paused halfway, and he started coughing violently, seemingly to the point of embarrassing Chen Yu.

But Chen Yu could tell that this man was genuinely coughing, and his condition was somewhat severe.

For a demigod to be coughing like this, it was no simple ailment.

And this man before him was one of Russia's only three demigods, though his current state didn't look too good.

Amidst the concerned glances of the surrounding Russian officials who came to greet them, Chen Yu placed a hand on the man's shoulder, using a small spell to help regulate him, stopping the incessant coughing of this demigod.

"Thank you, I feel much better." Feeling a lot more at ease after the spell's regulation, this Russian demigod thanked Chen Yu.

"You're welcome, it was nothing." Chen Yu smiled, saying to the Russian demigod, "You wouldn't want to chat here with me, right? How about changing places to talk?"

"Of course, please." The Russian demigod, no longer coughing, appeared much better and gestured welcomingly to Chen Yu and his family.