My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 347 - 303: Leading the Way Home (Part 3)

"At that time, all of us at the school were hiding inside, calling for a miracle to happen. Watching the broadcast as the meteor slowly approached, we could even feel the meteor nearly reaching our atmosphere, distorting the gravity of our world. Everyone was terrified."

"Everyone was calling for a hero, all thinking about who would come to save us. At that moment, the hero appeared!"

The young general took a deep breath, as if recalling his past, smiling: "It was an Interstellar Corps member I still do not know. He blew up the meteor and used repulsion to stop the fragments from falling, minimizing the disaster."

"Watching that figure, I once thought to myself, when I grow up, I also want to become a hero like that."

The young general spoke, and he laughed, as if recalling his childhood dreams.

"So after I had children, I officially joined the Interstellar Corps, began training continuously, and strengthened myself, honing my abilities and physique through repeated training and cultivation."

"Because some things are more important than life itself."

"And now, simply because I have more than a thousand children, I started feeling lost..."

"Smack!"

He gave himself a harsh slap, hitting his face solidly.

Xue Dili: "..."

There’s no need, there’s no need, it’s unnecessary...

After all, being hesitant because of fear that unborn children might lose their father is also just human nature.

That’s why Xue Dili never thought of starting a family either, because he didn’t know when he might die in a foreign land, so he wouldn’t enter into a relationship, nor would he give someone such an illusory future.

Having lost his family since childhood, he understood what it feels like to grow up without family.

If viewed from a comrade’s perspective, Xue Dili should encourage the young general to pursue his dreams, but from a friend’s perspective...

"Actually, I think you could consider doing some desk work or logistical work for a while," Xue Dili said, "You can wait until your children are seven or eight years old, and they gradually start their own families, no longer needing your help, and then fulfill your childhood dreams."

Xue Dili remembered that in the young general’s world, children around eight or nine years old began to form families, where girls chose their husbands, and boys gradually formed their harems.

From that moment, children in their world truly grew up.

So although the young general was younger than Xue Dili, he had started a family nearly ten years ago, while Xue Dili was still living alone.

"I’ll think about it..." he said, also seemingly preparing for a transfer to clerical or logistics work, but his abilities and training couldn’t be stopped, as combat strength declines when training stops.

Xue Dili felt as though he had unintentionally played the role of a psychologist. At the same time, he joked, "I feel like we’re two idle high school guys in different dorms, chatting away and suddenly diverging into philosophy, life, dreams..."

Then he continued discussing the subsequent affairs and arrangements concerning the Teaching Country with the young general, including humorous stories about the godlike nobility.

Including beheadings in markets and such.

During their exchange, Fafnir returned and said, "Teacher, I’m back..."

"Oh!" Xue Dili stood up and greeted the young general.

The young general did not know Fafnir or Uncle Brave; he was actually a rookie among rookies, having joined only for a few years, so he merely nodded.

"By the way, teacher, Olivia’s grandmother asked me to deliver a message. Senior Kreber wishes to see you one last time," Fafnir said.

...

It should be the last time Xue Dili met with the old man.

Here, the old man smiled, as if he had found many missing memories and remembered the things he had done in the past.

He seemed to have let go of his last burdens, for his final mission was complete, and that black hole, controlled by them, was finally sealed. They had completed their mission.

"Farewell, young Xue Dili, I am returning to the embrace of the Venerable King," the old man smiled, gently taking off his old hat as a gesture of farewell.

"Thank you. I have nothing much to leave behind. Let this short sword be your last memento."

The old man finished speaking and handed the short sword, similar to Uncle Brave’s, to Xue Dili.

Xue Dili knew that this sword originally belonged to the captain of the 27th Squad, and now, having changed hands several times, it reached him.

"May your future be ever forward," the old man gave his final blessing.

The next moment, the old man vanished, going back to the Mimic Venerable King. Perhaps not long in the future, he would transform part of his soul into materials for an emergency communication device, burning his last bit of energy for the new seedlings.

"Goodbye, old man." Xue Dili also smiled, bidding a final farewell.

Though they had only spent a few simple days together, Xue Dili had grown accustomed to the kind-hearted, always-smiling old man, despite his intimidating appearance.

He also recorded the old man’s story, intending to store it in the Magic Academy.

Turning away, the two thoroughly parted ways, each beginning to tread their own respective futures.

...

Night, Jiang City, at Xue Dili’s home.

Xue Dili and Fafnir left the Interstellar Corps.

When he had the time, he would ask his mother how they managed to capture the old man’s soul.