Two hours later, the luncheon finally came to an end.
After the meal, Wu Tong bid farewell to the Flame-Chasers and headed toward his treehouse.
Taking his time to enjoy the scenery along the way, Wu Tong leisurely arrived at his residence. Standing at the base of the tree, he didn't go up. Instead, he called out, "Everyone, come down. It's time to leave."
Indeed, Wu Tong had already informed his maid team about their plans to return to Panyan Village today. He didn't intend to bring many people—only his little maid and the trio of Busujima Saeko. After all, too many people would be inconvenient. They were going to help the villagers relocate, not tear the place apart.
As for why he wanted to bring the maid team and Busujima Saeko's group?
Naturally, it was to show off.
After living so well all these years, wasn't it only fair to return to the village and flaunt it a little? Haven't you heard the saying? Riches unshown in one's hometown are like fine clothes worn in the dark.
And how could there be no bragging in the process of returning home in glory? Back then, those cousins of his would return for the New Year with such an air of pride, looking absolutely magnificent, leaving Wu Tong green with envy.
Now that Wu Tong had the means, he was determined to give himself that moment.
Not for anything else—just to fulfill a long-held dream.
Thus, the maid team and his wife, who best represented his status, were naturally the perfect choices.
"Coming, Young Master…" ×n.
Hearing Wu Tong's words, the women responded in unison. Soon after, a flurry of hurried footsteps echoed as all the maids, now dressed in new outfits, came running down.
In an instant, the open space beneath the treehouse transformed into a lively, picturesque gathering of beauties.
"Let's set off, then," Wu Tong said as the women assembled before him. With a casual wave, he summoned a Soul Tool RV.
This was a custom-made RV he had prepared for his travels. Not only was its defensive capability exceptionally strong, but its interior was also luxuriously decorated and incredibly comfortable.
The women, who had never seen an RV before, examined it with wide-eyed curiosity.
The vehicle stood about four meters tall, eight meters long, and three and a half meters wide. Apart from the driver's cabin, the remaining space was essentially a small house. With its two-level design, it was practically a mobile castle, spacious and bright enough to accommodate Wu Tong's entire group.
Soon, the women, still marveling, followed Wu Tong aboard the RV. Once everyone was inside, the vehicle slowly started and headed toward Panyan Village.
Wu Tong ignored the women as they wandered around the RV, curiously inspecting its layout. Instead, he lounged lazily, resting his head on Nangong Yun's lap as she sat on the sofa with her legs pressed together.
Feeling the plush softness beneath his head, Wu Tong let out a contented sigh and casually opened the chat group.
Dimensional Chat Group:
Dragon King Sprays Water: Ahhh—
Dragon King Sprays Water: So bored. Any fun stuff happening? Share something to cheer me up, @everyone.
Passerby: You're that free? Why not come travel with me?
Dragon King Sprays Water: No thanks. Just because I'm free doesn't mean I want to work like a horse for you. If I go, you'll definitely put me to work.
Passerby: …Where's the basic trust between people?
Camera Princess: Hehe, the Trailblazing team has arrived at Belobog!
Camera Princess: [Image: (Gepard, Sampo, Bronya, Cocolia…).jpg]
Camera Princess: [Image: Trailblazing team group photo.jpg]
Dragon King Sprays Water: Wow, you're already on Jarilo-VI? You guys are moving pretty fast.
Camera Princess: Fast? We've been stuck at the space station for almost a month. If Madam Herta hadn't kept pestering me to test the Simulated Universe, we would've reached Jarilo way sooner.
Dragon King Sprays Water: Pestering you? Shouldn't she be pestering Stelle?
Camera Princess: Sigh, after I exchanged some items from the group shop, Madam Herta saw them and has been hounding me ever since.
Slime King: Ah, that makes sense. She probably saw things she couldn't comprehend and wanted to study them.
Rimuru quickly deduced Herta's motives. As a genius, encountering objects from another world would naturally pique her curiosity—hence her persistence with March 7th.
Fallen Lazy Angel: Hey, who's that girl next to Sampo? She's pretty. I don't remember her from the story.
Camera Princess: No idea. Maybe it's the butterfly effect? Sampo says she's his little aunt.
Dragon King Sprays Water: Pfft—
Dragon King Sprays Water: What the heck? Old Man Frosty Legs has a little aunt? Now that's hilarious.
Camera Princess: Dunno, but Sampo seemed dead serious about it.
Dragon King Sprays Water: Oh, March… How do I put this? Did you forget Sampo's identity? He's a Masked Fool! Can you really trust the words of a jokester like him?
Dragon King Sprays Water: I bet this so-called "little aunt" is just another Masked Fool from the tavern.
Gu Ruoli spoke with absolute certainty. Jokesters recognize their own kind, and at first glance, she was convinced this "little aunt" was definitely a Masked Fool.
Camera Princess: Huh? Group Leader, you're saying Sampo's little aunt is a Masked Fool?
Dragon King Sprays Water: Yep. I'm 98% sure.
Skybase King: Interesting. In that case, March, you'd better be careful not to get played by those jokesters.
Skybase King: Also, little Group Leader, the first version of Gabriel's angelic power research is done. Sending it over now @Dragon King Sprays Water.
Skybase King: [Designated Red Packet: Angelic Holy Light Drive Engine]
Group Notification: Group Leader "Dragon King Sprays Water" has claimed the exclusive red packet.
Dragon King Sprays Water: Thanks, Sister Hex. But this name…
Skybase King: The name doesn't matter. The functionality is the same. We're just used to this naming style, and it's more convenient for loading.
Dragon King Sprays Water: Got it. As long as it works the same. Alright, folks, I'm logging off for now. Catch you later.
With that, Gu Ruoli exited the chat group with her red packet.
Fallen Lazy Angel: Wait, how did you guys crack magic-side stuff so fast? Isn't cross-disciplinary research supposed to be hard? This feels way too quick!
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