Chapter 99

Wan'er couldn't decipher this energy signal, but she could locate it, and if she could find it, she could track it.

Gongsun Murong was filled with anticipation: "If we can find it, we can track it, and if we can track it, we can reach the next relay point. This energy isn't transmitted through a portal but exists at a certain point in the universe. This means that outside our original planet, there are many similar satellites that relay the signal to the cliffs."

"Murong, you're right. According to the records, every fifty years, when the cycle repeats, people have to watch from the cliffs. One hundred and fifty years ago, and in the previous cycles, the magical research on our planet wasn't advanced enough. So, starting from one hundred years ago, many viewers could watch. Otherwise, only the people on the island could relay the news. I believe everyone has seen those things, which require a group of magicians to activate and consume a large amount of crystals. Now, Murong's idea is that if we follow the signal, we can eventually return home. When that happens, we will each serve our own masters, and a fierce battle will ensue..."

"Wait!" Before Narasha could finish, a contestant interrupted: "I think we've had a pleasant time together. Yes, geniuses are lonely, and I am too. I don't feel that we are in an adversarial relationship. We are actually fighting for the continent, right?"

The other contestants echoed in agreement.

They had no intention of following Narasha's suggestion, especially since she had already mentioned a "fierce" battle. The question was, who would suffer the most. This spaceship clearly belonged to them, and Wan'er called them brothers and sisters. When the time came, they would be the ones to suffer.

The contestants from the Mitchell Empire also didn't want to fight. Although six people had died, which should have bred hatred, continuing the fight would result in even more deaths. Countless people would lose their sons, countless children would lose their fathers, and countless wives would lose their husbands. In the past, it was for territory and resources, or to demonstrate the emperor's will. Even this resource battle was the same.

Lei Meng and Lei Zhe exchanged glances. Lei Zhe said, "Our goal is to obtain more resources. As I have learned, war has always served politics, achieving political goals and maintaining military deterrence. When we return, if time hasn't passed, we can still go to the island and use the portal. We can open the passage and I believe the twenty people we send this time can easily capture the contestants from other continents. Right?"

There was a relaxed laugh from the crowd.

The audience outside also laughed. Out of 710 contestants, selecting twenty meant no more brutal competition. They had already learned to cooperate and work together.

When the time came to select, it would undoubtedly be the ten strongest from each age group. Who could stop them?

Lei Zhe continued, "Even if we can't go to another place, the spaceship is still here. Wan'er belongs to Murong and Narasha. I am willing to stay by their side, learn knowledge, and travel between planets. The planet we just left has endless resources. When we return to our planet, Narasha and Murong's status will be unchallenged. We can develop together and strengthen our entire race. Are you willing to share some of your technology?"

"Ah? Well, well, Murong and I need to find his home and mine. To be honest, Murong and I are not from this planet. I was found in the ruins of the desert, and Murong came with a meteor fifteen years ago. I don't know if I have any family left, but Murong does."

With Wan'er, Narasha no longer intended to hide anything. She revealed her identity and her mission.

The contestants and the audience gasped in surprise. They weren't from this planet? Then why were they competing for the glory of the principality, fighting for the dignity of the empire, and providing spiritual support for the continent?

Lucia was anxious and hugged Narasha, "Do you not want me as a good friend anymore? Are you and Murong going back with Wan'er on the spaceship? Will it be dangerous? Will you go off course? What will Murong's status be when you return? Will he be bullied? I am your good friend, and Gers Principality is your home. Are you going to abandon one home for another? Gers Principality has many people. We can study technology, build more spaceships, and form a large fleet to accompany Murong back to his home. Isn't it possible to jump through space? When you get tired of being there, you can jump back here, and when I get tired of being here, I can jump over there."

"Yes, yes," the royal Harold also said, "In the empire, your status is also very high. My great-grandfather treats you like his own children. You have assets here. As you grow and develop, you will have 300 million people of the empire as your backing. You won't return as wandering children but as successful people. If anyone wants to harm you, they will have to consider the empire behind you."

Other contestants from the empire also came to persuade them to stay and help the continent develop, with the entire continent providing support. If any ruler disagreed, they would eliminate that ruler. Or they could gather a group of people, wait until everyone became divine magicians, and then lead a team to sweep through all the empires.

The contestants had not known Gongsun Murong for very long, but they recognized his leadership. He always gave people confidence, made them strong, and helped improve their strength. He was the calmest when handling matters, rarely made mistakes, and could cook well, even serving the contestants despite his strength. He had absolute charisma.

Without him, they wouldn't be so strong, and without him, they wouldn't have understood many things. If he hadn't participated in the final battle, they might have ended up fighting on an island or being teleported to a barren land.

Then what? Digging holes? Finding underground rivers? What would they do when facing a fierce beast? Even if they won by chance, many would die. Then what? Would they know to dig upwards? Digging up to find a mountain and living on the outskirts of a forest for the rest of their lives?

Going deeper, who would provide the antidote if they were poisoned? Or everything would be perfect, hearing explosions, seeing two monsters, and not being killed by them, which seemed impossible. Even if the monsters were already dead, and they saw the spaceship, what would they do?

Naturally, they would try to destroy it.

If they failed, the survivors would gain the recognition of the spaceship's AI and fly back to wreak havoc?

That was a dream.

It required a leader's charisma, powerful strength, genius-level learning ability, a calm mind, and a perfect logical analysis.

Everything was not by chance. From the beginning, when they saw clouds and thought of water and underground rivers, to later guiding the spaceship's AI, it all demonstrated strength and wisdom.

The Sunflower family indeed had no such thing as luck.

Even if someone knew, who could repeat their steps?

The contestants were thinking about how to help Gongsun Murong establish a power base.

The audience outside was already planning to urge the emperor to treat Gongsun Murong and Narasha well.

They liked these two children, their strength, their talent, their optimistic spirit, and their calm approach to difficulties. They even liked Narasha's cute appearance and Gongsun Murong's graceful cooking.

Of course, they also liked the spaceship, which contained a lot of technology.

They were afraid that someone in their empire would try to seize it by force.

They thought direct robbery was unwise because they believed Gongsun Murong and Narasha were prepared for it and wouldn't overlook this possibility.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha were very moved by the contestants' words and said they would consider it and decide based on the situation.

They also said they believed that if they could return, many ruling class people would have already helped them prepare several options.

In the competition arena of the capital of the Rexlar Empire, the commentator Harun Harry had been silent for two hours.

He was watching and listening.

Then, for some reason, he suddenly gathered his courage and asked the Rexlar Emperor, who had come to watch the situation, "Your Majesty, Rexlar, what choice will you make?"

"What choice do you hope I make? The empire's best commentator, Harun Harry." The Rexlar Emperor suddenly asked, not needing a magical amplifier.

"I... I don't know, really!" Harun Harry was surprised that the emperor remembered his name and even gave him the "best" evaluation.

He was excited but couldn't say anything.

"Then you, the one who always sits in the middle of the venue and eats authentic spicy seafood, Bill." The Rexlar Emperor asked another person below.

This person was always the most excited, liked to cheer, and loved seafood, especially spicy stir-fried seafood from the store opened by the Gers Principality's embassy in the capital.

The person pointed at himself, unsure, "Your Majesty, you, you know me?"

"Yes! And your neighbor who always argues with you... Alex, who says he won't eat at the same table as you but always places his table on either side of yours for convenience in arguing. You always bring him extra food, especially the salted shrimp he likes."

The Rexlar Emperor nodded slightly and smiled.

Alex was surprised and stood up, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Seeing they didn't answer, the Rexlar Emperor looked at a four or five-year-old girl below and said, "Five-year-old Eve, are you still sad about the oil stain on your new dress that looks like Narasha's? I have a unique stain remover. Do you want to try it? Your dress cost forty-two copper coins, and my method is free."

The little girl Eve looked up happily and nodded vigorously, "I accidentally got it dirty. Will you tell me the method, Your Majesty?"

"Of course, let's solve the problem for our lovely Eve." The Rexlar Emperor gently waved his hand, and a water column flew over, gently touching Eve's dress. When the water receded, Eve's dress was clean. No one knew how he removed the stain.

The audience burst into enthusiastic cheers and support, knowing the emperor's choice.

The emperor was kind, not high and mighty, but in everyone's hearts. He remembered many people's names and preferences.

The emperor even cared about a little girl's dress, which only cost forty-two copper coins, a sum that couldn't buy any magic, which would be an insult to magicians.