CHAPTER 844: CHAPTER 511: GOING HOME

The Chaka Star Gate to Chang’an is over 800 kilometers, but it takes only a dozen minutes, and from the shuttle you can see the mega city ahead.

It’s afternoon in Chang’an now, and the weather in March has already warmed up.

Ji Xinghuo gazes at the city’s skyline, with skyscrapers rising majestically and sparkling in the sunlight, countless magnetic levitation cars racing on the superconductive highways, and noticeably more flying cars in the sky, forming aerial routes.

Today’s Chang’an feels both familiar and strange.

Earth is in a period of rapid development, with technology advancing daily, and Chang’an, as the capital of the Asia-Pacific Community, gathers the most resources and talent globally.

In just two years of absence, there have been significant changes.

Ji Daosheng withdraws his gaze and says, "You’ve just returned to Earth to reunite with family and friends, take a good rest for a few days."

"Okay, leader."

Ji Xinghuo nods slightly; the leader’s words hint at some information that work will begin after the rest.

"Who is our first target?" he asks casually.

"South Asia Alliance,"

Ji Daosheng replies indifferently.

Ji Xinghuo isn’t surprised by this answer; he learned the classified information from Li Hui long before going to the Star Realm, knowing the leader had been secretly planning for years to incorporate the last piece of Asia into the Asia-Pacific Community.

However, he isn’t interested in the specifics for now, as his role is merely to be a fighter.

The shuttle lands on the top of a kilometer-high building.

After bidding the leader farewell, the shuttle with Ji Xinghuo and the other two takes off again, heading in the direction of the Headquarters.

Zhao Cangming and Lu Yunhai are still filled with excitement; before disembarking, they each took photos with the leader.

"I’m going to pass this photo to my son as a family treasure."

"I’ll use it as my profile picture immediately."

Their words leave Ji Xinghuo both amused and exasperated, prompting him to remind them, "Photos with the leader cannot be randomly shared. If posted online, they will be automatically processed. Only official outlets can publish; just keep them for yourselves."

"What? We can’t post it?"

Lu Yunhai feels regretful, such a golden opportunity to show off in the classmates’ group.

"Isn’t having the Wuyanzhun enough to brag about?" Ji Xinghuo laughs.

"It is, it is."

Lu Yunhai looks at the fierce bird landing on the rooftop, its broad wings emitting flames and black smoke like a meteor, and becomes excited again, "Never even dreamed before that I’d have a Bright Level war pet."

He looks at Ji Xinghuo gratefully, "I really owe you for this, got such a good deal."

Ji Xinghuo pats Lu Yunhai on the shoulder, "No big deal."

By this time, people in the building below and the flying cars around have noticed the Wuyanzhun.

"You go to the War Pet Management Bureau to register yourself; Cangming and I will leave first," Ji Xinghuo says.

Any war pets, mounts, or controlled creatures brought back from the Star Realm must be registered and evaluated immediately after emerging from the Star Gate to gain legal status and operate on Earth.

Due to the leader’s reception, the Star Gate Fortress temporarily prohibited passage, so Lu Yunhai couldn’t register in time.

Chang’an also has a War Pet Management Bureau where he can register.

Lu Yunhai’s name is known by the leader, and he has a photo. If anyone dares to covet the Wuyanzhun, showing the photo is enough.

Unexpected things are unlikely to occur.

Ji Xinghuo doesn’t plan to join Lu Yunhai, trusting him to handle it himself.

"I’ll treat you in a couple of days; stay in touch." Lu Yunhai jumps onto the back of the Wuyanzhun, his ancient hunting dog following.

"See you."

Ji Xinghuo nods and grabs Zhao Cangming’s shoulder.

With a rumbling sound,

a bolt of lightning shoots up from the rooftop. Lu Yunhai doesn’t even catch a glimpse of Ji Xinghuo’s figure, disappearing instantly into the horizon.

"Damn, Xinghuo’s become too powerful now..."

Lu Yunhai can’t help but exclaim enviously, controlling the Wuyanzhun to take flight after the admiration subsides.

The Jingwei District is adjacent to the Central Administrative District, and it’s one of Chang’an’s largest districts, filled with skyscrapers and flowing with traffic like weaving threads.

A not-so-dazzling lightning bolts across the sky, followed seconds later by faint thunder. Fast indeed, it travels all the way from the West and quickly enters the Jingwei District, landing below a high-end apartment building.

As the lightning disperses, the figures of Ji Xinghuo and Zhao Cangming appear.

"We’re here."

Ji Xinghuo looks up at the more than three hundred floors high building.

"Urgh..." Zhao Cangming can’t hold it back, rushing to the corner of a wall. His stomach feels like it’s turning over, and he vomits out everything he ate yesterday.

Not only is he throwing up, but his head feels dizzy too.

Seeing his miserable state, Ji Xinghuo feels a bit sorry. He had already reduced the speed significantly, yet Super Mutant Zhao Cangming still couldn’t bear it, resulting in such a big reaction.

The physical fitness of the Water Master is still somewhat lacking.

But as a Super Mutant, Zhao Cangming quickly recovers, with only his limbs feeling a bit weightless, as if floating.

"Are you alright?" Ji Xinghuo asks with concern.

"I’m fine, brother-in-law." Zhao Cangming shakes his head helplessly, feeling a bit down, "I’m just too weak."

"You’ve improved a lot compared to two years ago, there’s no need to belittle yourself." Ji Xinghuo smiles, then lifts his head. His gaze penetrates the building’s walls and floors, "Manying and Aunt Zhuo are both home; let’s go up."

This is the residence of Zhuo Yanran, the mother of Zhao siblings.

Since the incident two years ago, Zhao Manying has moved in with Zhuo Yanran, partly to protect her, partly to avoid the fervent fans who couldn’t accept the "Sword Immortal" retiring and were coming to bother.