I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 363 - 363 362. You already have it in the palm of your

Chapter 363: 362. You already have it in the palm of your hand_1 Chapter 363: 362. You already have it in the palm of your hand_1 [Congratulations on completing the mission]

[Now proceeding with the settlement]

[Mission Exploration Degree: 99%]

[Mission Completion Status: Perfect]

[In the peaceful and tranquil days of spring, you and the girl set out on a journey, you have faced setbacks, been lost, even thought about giving up, but in the end, the flame continued, the world was spared from calamity, spring has passed, and new seasons keep turning over, remember, on this vast ocean, there is always a flicker of fire burning for you]

[You have earned Silence Points: 86,000 points]

[You have earned an occupational reward: Item: Days of Spring Without War]

[Settlement completed]

[Sometimes, the stirring of the heartstrings is more impressive than the shock to the visual sense, unearth your inner self, present your past, and create a character that your audience will forever remember. You have it in the palm of your hand now, don’t you]

[Choose to complete the occupational development mission, receive occupational rewards]

[Welcome back to the Silent Lands]

In his field of vision, the ethereal cherry blossoms formed the System’s cold and indifferent text.

Lu Ban had returned to his warm home.

He sat on the sofa while the floor was clean, not looking like no one had lived there for half a month, more like it had just been tidied.

Without immediate action, Lu Ban simply sat in place, not leaping for joy at the completion of the mission.

The Demonic Tide of the Night Country, it could only be resisted through the sacrifice of humans.

The pollution of He Dao, it could only be countered with the sacrifice of the Shrine Maiden.

The sacrifices of many and the sacrifice of a single person, proactive sacrifice, and passive offering, whether they can be compared, Lu Ban thought he had no right to judge.

Survival is the first principle of civilization within the Foreign Domain; any price might be acceptable as long as one can live.

However, this fact reminded Lu Ban of something.

In the Foreign Domain, only pollution can combat pollution.

Even the spells of the Night Country are a form of temporary pollution.

And the truth behind the Gray Tower of the Night Country, the source of these spells, is yet unknown to Lu Ban, but considering the situation in He Dao, it’s probably something difficult to accept.

The Foreign Domain is mad, indifferent, and desperate.

He sighed, then suddenly heard a noise.

Sizzle—

It was like the sound of something being tossed into a hot oil pan and stir-fried.

There was also the roaring sound of the range hood in operation.

Lu Ban came to his senses, stood up, and walked to the kitchen.

A woman was busy at the stove.

Her delicate hands held a heavy iron wok, effortlessly tossing and turning the spoon and pan, making the greens inside it turn a deeper color and wilt.

“You’re back? It’ll be ready in a moment, go wash your hands first, we can eat soon,”

Feng Yu glanced at Lu Ban and disapprovingly told him to wash up first.

Lu Ban went to the restroom, turned on the faucet, washed his hands clean, and wiped his face as well.

He looked at himself in the mirror, thumbs-up for his healthy appearance.

Returning to the living room, he turned on the TV and watched the news. Times were peaceful, everything was safe and sound.

Laika came pattering over to Lu Ban’s feet, rubbing against his trouser leg. Lu Ban petted her head and the Corgi immediately lay down, flipping her belly up.

Lu Ban stroked her belly, and Laika made a happy sound.

She sat back up, sniffing Lu Ban carefully.

“Woof!”

Laika seemed to be asking something.

Lu Ban rubbed her head but didn’t speak.

“I wasn’t sure about the timing, so I just made a few dishes,”

Feng Yu brought the last dish to the table: stir-fried water spinach with minced garlic, soy sauce poached flounder, spicy stir-fried pork, and a pot of tomato and egg drop soup.

The steaming rice gave off its fragrance. Lu Ban picked up his chopsticks and began eating with Feng Yu while watching TV.

“The taste isn’t bad at all.”

Lu Ban took a bite of the fish. The flesh was firm, and although it was only flavored with soy sauce, it was quite savory, with a lingering aftertaste.

The essence of the stir-fried pork was in the edges that had become crispy with the heat oil, coupled with the sufficiently spicy chili peppers, which cut through the pork’s fattiness, making it even more delicious.

“Have some soup,”

Feng Yu served Lu Ban a bowl of soup, and handed it to him.

Lu Ban took a sip of the soup, its taste was plain, much like the feeling of home.

At the dinner table, it was almost all Feng Yu talking. She chatted about this and that, daily trivialities, and idle household gossip.

After finishing his meal, Lu Ban put down his bowl and chopsticks.

“You saw it, didn’t you?”

Feng Yu also set down her utensils, and said.

“Will all the Foreign Domains be like this?”

Lu Ban asked.

“This is the true nature of this world. Everything is irreversibly racing toward the abyss of Pollution, the only difference is who runs faster,”

Feng Yu replied.

“In places you don’t know about, there’s much more that is crueller, more despairing, more tragic, not to mention the survivors of some civilizations that have been destroyed.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Ban looked at Feng Yu.

She called herself a Traveler, and as for why she traveled, Lu Ban could guess some of the reasons.

“You should feel lucky, at least the world still operates normally now. When a time comes and you find that an entire civilization has abandoned all dignity, all glory, even history, morality, and even the flesh, and everyone has fallen and Mutated into abyssal monsters, and still faced irrevocable destruction, believe me, that situation is definitely more desperate than anything you’ve seen.”

Moonlight shone through the living room window, clear and bright.

Thinking of this, Lu Ban couldn’t help but laugh out loud again.

His body began to spasm, trembling continuously, his innards aching from the intense vibrations, but his laughter did not stop, and even Laika couldn’t help but retreat a few steps, distancing itself from Lu Ban.

This laughter seemed to contain all the joy and happiness in the world, dispelling all gloom and sadness, a sound that would make anyone happy, spontaneously bringing a smile to their face.

“Do you want me to hug you?”

Feng Yu looked at the uncontrollably laughing Lu Ban and said softly.

She stood up, came to Lu Ban’s side, and gently embraced him, the warmth of humanity radiated from Feng Yu’s body, softer than Pure Fire, so intoxicating.

Lu Ban buried his face in Feng Yu’s embrace, feeling her hand gently stroke his back, patting it with the slow rhythm of soothing a baby.

“How does that feel?”

It was quite a while before Lu Ban let go of Feng Yu, and she asked.

“You really could be the woman to be my mother,”

Lu Ban answered earnestly.

“What else?”

Feng Yu’s face was full of smiles, yet it made Lu Ban feel as if the temperature in the room had dropped significantly.

“Did you secretly use my shower gel and shampoo?”

Lu Ban asked righteously.

“…”

Feng Yu didn’t know what to say.

“So, have you been staying here for several days?”

Lu Ban added.

Feng Yu must have used his shampoo and shower gel again, slept in his bed, and maybe even secretly fed his dog.

This woman, she is so naughty!

“Yes, because I didn’t know when you would come back. When I first sensed this little guy, I thought you were already gone, but I didn’t expect it to take so long.”

Feng Yu ruffled Laika’s head.

“Yes,”

Lu Ban nodded.

What a long journey it had been.

More than half a month had also passed in reality, making it the longest mission Lu Ban had ever undertaken to date.

It was a torment both physically and mentally.

The matter with Amber had left Lu Ban exhausted, as if from now on, there would be no more sorrow or joy.

“Do you want another hug?”

Feng Yu, seeing Lu Ban’s weary expression, asked.

“Yay!”

Lu Ban buried his face again.

In this warmth, Lu Ban was very clear that from now on, he had truly stepped into the Foreign Domain.