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Unfortunately, Lin couldn't see what state Lin Zhongxun was in; he just opened his mouth wider, still encouraging Lin, "Believe in yourself, you can do it."
With a bitter smile, Lin's eyes glimmered with a sense of bitterness. He didn't know how to face the father in the recording.
Should he curse him? Hate him? Or should he forgive him?
Lin felt lost inside; he had experienced too few emotions and didn't know how to handle this familial bond. After more than ten years apart from his father's love, how was he supposed to accept it...
"The third thing, and the most important one... Dad doesn't know what you want to do when you grow up, but remember, you must never become an adventurer. You can be an Interstellar Warrior, you can become a Martial Artist, you can wait until your training is complete to return to Azure Planet and take the position of a Guardian. You can even live a mundane life..."
Lin Zhongxun's words were a warning; this was a demand, not advice. His magnetic voice carried the authority of a father, compelling Lin Yi to follow his wishes.
"Dad is an adventurer and knows how dangerous it is... More importantly, Dad hasn't paved a broad path for you among adventurers; all he's left for you are obstacles... So don't become an adventurer; the entire Adventurers' Guild won't accept you!"
No matter how pleasant Lin Zhongxun's voice sounded, it always felt harsh to Lin's ears. It felt like thousands of silver needles were piercing his heart, causing pain and discomfort.
"Hmph! You won't support me but still want to control me..."
Lin smiled, a smile so sorrowful that Fatty beside him instinctively leaned closer and patted Lin's shoulder hard in comfort.
Fatty just stared at Lin's profile with some helplessness. He didn't know what words could comfort Lin at that moment.
"Look, Dad left you something; this is Dad's Nameplate. For Dad..."
While the recording of Lin Zhongxun continued speaking, Lin chose not to look anymore. The veins at the corners of his eyes throbbed; no one knew the torment he was enduring inside.
"Smack!"
Lin reached out and pressed the switch on the Black Box. He closed his eyes, not wanting to hear Lin Zhongxun's voice any longer.
He can't do it! No matter which path Lin Zhongxun takes, he can't accomplish it! His mother has passed away, and he himself will not listen to Lin Zhongxun!
He wants to become an Interstellar Warrior; he wants to be an adventurer. He wants to step out of the Solar System and leave the Primitive Star Domain! His goal is the Endless Star Sea, and no one can stop him!
"Don't blame me for being disobedient! I have my own ideas!"
Lin growled softly, like a wounded beast. The veins on his forehead throbbed continuously, and his breathing was heavy through his nose, making him look quite abnormal.
...
Lin lowered his head, lost in thought. His mind was a tangled mess, with all sorts of strange ideas swirling around, preventing him from thinking clearly.
After a long silence, Lin stood up and walked toward the bedroom, not glancing at the things on the table even once.
"Brother!"
Fatty quickly stood up as well. He could see that something was off with Lin and felt very worried. He couldn't help but shout out, but after that, he didn't know what else to say.
"Put those things away; don't let me see them! I'm very tired; I want to sleep."
Lin's words were cold, as cold as the wind tonight, causing Fatty to shiver involuntarily. Lin hadn't treated Fatty this way in a long time; it felt like he was dealing with a stranger.
"Bang!" The door to Lin's bedroom slammed shut.
Fatty's gaze remained fixed on the door as he sighed softly. He understood very well that the more Lin struggled internally, the colder his outward emotions became.
Lin licked his wounds, the wounds in his heart, but Fatty couldn't help him.
Fatty's eyes were filled with melancholy as he murmured, "Brother, I can't help you, but I believe you can get through this on your own..."
In Lin's room, the dim yellow bedside lamp cast a warm glow over the bed, illuminating a small area.
A faint creaking sound came from the living room; it was the sound of a door closing. Lin knew that Fatty had left.
A long time had passed, and Lin curled up in the light, his gaze somewhat vacant. He finally managed to push aside all those chaotic emotions.
As he calmed down, Lin began to reflect on his earlier actions, feeling that something was off.
No! It was beyond just being off; it was utterly bizarre!
That video clearly came from the father of this body, with no connection to Lin's soul whatsoever. He had never even heard of this person in his past life.
Yet just moments ago, Lin's thoughts and emotions were completely beyond his control, leading him to act in ways he couldn't comprehend.
The thought sent chills down his spine!
It was as if fragments of thought within this body were guiding Lin's mind. Unknowingly, Lin's soul had begun to dissolve and transform. Perhaps the future Lin would no longer be so indifferent.
Maybe Lin's loneliness would also be swept away by this change...
After thinking it over, Lin couldn't come up with a solution. He went to check the marketplace but had no idea how to search for help in his current situation...
The mall is not omnipotent; it cannot erase the wounds in one's heart.
Lost in thought, Lin's eyelids grew heavy. He didn't know when he had closed his eyes again and drifted off to sleep.
...
...
Half of Azure Planet was shrouded in darkness, where it was now a tranquil night.
"They should be asleep by now, right? They must have seen what I left behind."
In the starry sky, a small Airship was stationed. This Airship was just over two meters long, barely large enough for one person to lie down inside. It was a rare and sophisticated craft typically used for executing secret missions.
The previous words had come from within the Airship. The hatch was open, and a strong man stood atop the Airship, gazing out at Azure Planet.
This man wore no space assistance gear; he only had on a thin cardigan and flip-flops, which seemed quite out of place in the scene!
Yet, despite his appearance, his power was incredibly formidable!
Standing in space without relying on any equipment and able to speak normally indicated that this man's interstellar level was at least above 60!
Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Morning Black Tower.
His scruffy beard had been shaved off, and his slightly longer hair was neatly trimmed into a round shape, giving him an even more imposing presence.
After staring at a corner of Azure Planet for a long time, Morning Black Tower finally turned his head and let out a deep sigh.
The sigh was one of homesickness.
He did not say anything more, nor did he look back at Azure Planet. The lingering affection in his eyes vanished, replaced by authority, the authority of someone in power.
In the next moment, he pushed off forcefully from the ground, a light blue energy erupting beneath him. He soared upward like a rocket, heading toward a large spaceship in the distance.
Meanwhile, the expensive single-person flyer was left behind, discarded like space debris.
…
The cabin door opened, and Morning Black Tower entered with a stern expression.
The passageway of the cabin was filled with various adventurers, all gathered there waiting for Morning Black Tower's arrival.
"Master Tower! Welcome back to Second Squad!"
As soon as they saw Morning Black Tower, the cabin erupted with cheers; those men shouted loudly as if they were seeing a hero.
"Mm."
Morning Black Tower maintained his stern demeanor, not even lifting his eyelids as he walked straight into the cabin…
His commanding stride and imposing presence were a stark contrast to the dejection he had shown on Earthen Slope Street, making one wonder which version of Morning Black Tower was the true one.
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