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The term "Cosmic Relic" was a mystery even for the learned Nars, as he had only encountered it briefly in books. In the culture of the Inner Beings, the status of the Cosmic Relic was akin to that of the dragon in ancient Chinese lore—never seen, yet held in deep reverence and fear. The existence of the Relic was a topic of concern and discussion among many Inner Beings and internal Humans. It wasn't until the fifth generation of Nars' royal lineage, during the time when Jenas led his entourage to Earth, that a group claiming to be Cosmic Wanderers from the edge of the galaxy revealed much about the cosmic information they had gathered during their travels, including clear indications of the Cosmic Relic's existence and its origins.
The four-dimensional Divine Realm had once merged with the Dimension of the Cradle of Life. However, as the universe expanded rapidly, dimensions were stretched, and over time, the Divine Realm gradually separated from the Dimension of the Cradle of Life, curling into a world governed by higher dimensions. Before this separation, many technological inventions capable of influencing entire star systems were left behind in the world of life’s cradle. Each possessed powers that were difficult to grasp within that dimension, leading to definitions that depended entirely on the user's intent: in civilizations that valued peace and natural development, the Cosmic Relic was seen as a divine source of endless energy; whereas in civilizations that glorified war and conquest, it was referred to as the "No-Kill Guest"—once used in warfare, its capabilities could not be described by conventional concepts of "killing."
Everyone displayed varying degrees of surprise at Liang Muqi's words, except for Ming Juan, who glanced at the clock. It was exactly four o'clock in the afternoon; she needed to meet her relatives before seven. Whether it was due to concerns about Miss Ming residing with her former rival or genuine worry for her well-being, the elders of the Ming Family had surprisingly unified after their estate fell into disrepair, bringing Ming Juan many items she requested—equipment, assets, and money—as compensation for not attending her birthday party.
"Well... Miss Ming, if time is tight, you should go prepare," Jiao An broke the long silence while speaking into his earpiece. "Lu Sha, escort her."
Liang Muqi exchanged glances with Ming Juan before noticing a red-haired girl in a cropped top stepping out from behind a window to wait for Ming Juan outside.
"Let them come over too," Liang Muqi said frankly. "Hiding like this is pointless."
"Are you sure?" Qin Weishan reminded him. "If he decides to act, no one here can stop him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened, and An Xiaotian entered with Liu Xuan and Xu Yicheng. The moment An Xiaotian looked up at Liang Muqi, both felt a flicker of caution: Liang Muqi recalled An Xiaotian's loyalty and determination from their past encounters—the scenes of their one-on-one battles replayed vividly in his mind with every punch and bullet fired at him. In his eyes, this young man had changed significantly over two years—from an ambitious youth filled with starlight to someone now sporting a thick beard and several scars on his face. He wondered if those scars were remnants from their earlier encounters after they had removed their armor. An Xiaotian had also bulked up considerably; his shirt clung tightly to his muscles. Indeed, this child had become what Wang Yangchen had hoped for—a spiritual leader for their entire alliance—but there was an unmistakable sadness in his eyes.
However, when An Xiaotian saw Liang Muqi, he thought not only of their past confrontations but also saw General Wang's face—the smile from that year when he staggered out of Fierce Eagle Armor… That feeling was something he had only experienced with Yang Meng, Wang Yangchen, General Wang, and Liu Xuan. He had always been seen as exceptional by others; yet only those who excelled could understand how heavy unconditional expectations and encouragement from parents and relatives could weigh on one's shoulders. Few truly cared about whether he was tired or hurt; success became fodder for others' bragging rights while failure turned him into a laughingstock behind closed doors.
He had already lost two people who could truly understand him; immense pain had consumed his hatred. An Xiaotian felt fear—not hatred—but fear that he might not be able to trust this person before him even though he knew what he should do. What if one day he pointed his gun at Liu Xuan? Even with Nars' protection, he couldn't find peace because his mind conjured countless scenarios where Liu Xuan might leave him.
Perhaps it was like that day when he watched General Wang Yangchen fall into a pool of blood and never awaken again, with Liang Muqi's solid bullet embedded in his abdomen.
In fact, since Xu Yicheng received Quantum Encryption Communication from Liang Muqi and Wen Yue City early yesterday morning, everyone realized that Liang Muqi's return to the team might become a reality. However, everyone understood that unless An Xiaotian could resolve his inner turmoil, nothing else mattered. Thus began their painstaking efforts to help him work through his feelings; ultimately, An Xiaotian couldn't resist any longer and agreed to their request—but only he knew that no one could truly alleviate his concerns. A heart ailment required a heart remedy; An Xiaotian understood this truth all too well.
"Xiaotian, I..."
"I agreed."
The sudden agreement caught Liang Muqi off guard; confused about what had just happened, he could only stare blankly as An Xiaotian quickly approached him. Qin Weishan stood up; everyone braced themselves for fear that An Xiaotian might lose control over his anger.
"Welcome back."
Yet what greeted Liang Muqi was An Xiaotian calmly extending a hand for a handshake.
The meeting room fell silent again as everyone anxiously watched An Xiaotian.
"We're all on the same front now; I will let go of past entanglements—I promise." Seeing Liang Muqi hesitate to move, An Xiaotian spoke up.
This time it was Liang Muqi's swallowing sound that broke the silence as he extended his hand halfway before finally grasping An Xiaotian's hand firmly. They tested each other's strength; this familiar force rekindled memories within them both—this handshake brought them back to their youthful aspirations just like when An Xiaotian opened his eyes from bed years ago; everything returned to its starting point but now their goals aligned.
"I don't know how to earn your forgiveness," Liang Muqi said quietly. "I understand that saying sorry is insufficient for what happened in the past; I can't explain my thoughts back then..."
"You really can't explain."
An Xiaotian interrupted him: "I will never forget General Wang's death; however, I am trying to understand everything you did. Since becoming Fierce Eagle, I've reflected daily on my experiences in the new barracks—including what you gave me—I wonder what your intentions were and why I ended up like this. I can't make sense of it all. Yet time has proven your anxieties were justified and has pointed me toward my future direction. In that later battle—without the turmoil you stirred—we wouldn't have been prepared ahead of time. You understood national righteousness clearly; it's just that your methods were hard for people to accept."
"Later, I thought you had already been executed. I never expected to hear about you again after the zombie war ended. Ming Juan has already explained everything to me regarding your establishment of a temporary shelter in the underground parking lot for the refugees who couldn't escape, as well as all the contributions you made during that war. I admit that I was furious when I heard you were still alive, but once I calmed down, I realized this world cannot do without you: you created my armor, and without you, there wouldn't be the person I am today; the equipment for Sister Jiao An and Weishan was all crafted by you. You have supported half of our national defense technology."
"However, I still chose not to forgive you for shooting General Wang and defecting to Viper, and for piloting the Blackhawk to challenge me in order to protect your achievements. It has been difficult for me to let go, but only now do I understand that I must. In this era concerning the survival of humanity, I cannot allow my personal feelings to be the last stone that tips history over. I am just a Commoner, but everyone can determine rise and fall, so today I officially declare peace with you."
Everyone silently moved behind An Xiaotian. The tense atmosphere from earlier gradually eased with his words, and a calm aura spread softly through the slanting sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The warm Longjing tea on the table released white steam under the glow, blurring Liang Muqi's emotional profile.
"Thank you."
"I have only one request: stay away from Liu Xuan."
The final barrier was finally broken. Mr. Song immediately arranged for servants to lead Liang Muqi and Wen Yue City to his villa area. That night, Liang Muqi shared all information he had received about Wen Yue City along with his theoretical deductions on String Energy. Based on his data, Xu Yicheng designed a new type of reaction container device overnight and provided possible supporting materials and required basic power supply, which was so expensive that even Ming Juan was taken aback. Mr. Song expressed his absolute support; the Song Family would fund sixty percent of it, while the remaining forty percent could be requested from relatives by Ming Juan.
By the second week, three requested Kaibaihe Battle Shield armor off-road vehicles were delivered, and the M City Military Base completed the transfer of all transportable cutting-edge equipment needed by the entire research team. The rear area of Mr. Song's villa had seemingly been transformed into a luxurious large-scale research institute. Liu Xuan and Nars were assigned to provide technical guidance on String Energy to Liang Muqi and Xu Yicheng, but even Nars himself didn't fully understand its usage. Firstly, his expertise lay in weapon manufacturing and military technology; as far as he knew, String Energy had only been trialed in the most advanced starships. Secondly, String Energy was not discovered by the Inner Beings, but rather by humans; due to the long-standing hostility between their two races, it was difficult for Nars to obtain detailed research information about it.
However, at this point, he could only brace himself for it. The three of them were now standing on the same starting line regardless of which civilization was more advanced. According to calculations by Chen Hao, who based his projections on traditional navigation at five percent of light speed—even if the "Judgment Day" had not yet initiated a single "Water Drift" transit—the time left for them was only seven months; in reality, it might shrink by three months or even more. Everyone's equipment upgrade plans were already on standby; they were no longer just racing against time.
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