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“Noel, Qiong, you’re here.” Markett greeted Sima Chuan and Qiong with a loving smile.
“Hmm, Grandpa.”
“Sage.”
Markett gently patted Qiong’s head and said with a grin, “Qiong, from now on, you should call me Grandpa just like Noel does. You’re even older than Noel!”
“Really?” Qiong was initially skeptical.
“Of course! Would I lie to you?”
“Grandpa!” Qiong exclaimed joyfully. Sima Chuan felt happy for Qiong as well; he wished he could have such a bond.
“Alright, alright!” Markett laughed heartily.
Aitak stepped over to Markett’s side and chuckled, “Sage, congratulations!”
“Haha, I appreciate it. You all go prepare for a bit,” Markett replied as he walked away, though no one noticed the tears at the corners of his eyes.
Sima Chuan and Qiong approached the Time Reversal Device and spotted three unfamiliar men—two young men and one middle-aged man. The three men noticed Sima Chuan and Qiong as well. One of the young men quickly walked over and enthusiastically introduced himself, “Hello! Let me introduce myself; I’m Alger, a Mechanical Soldier. You must be the Mechanical Warriors Noel and Qiong who thwarted Selma and Nai’s schemes!”
“Hello, I’m Noel.”
“Hi, I’m Qiong.”
“Tch, what nonsense about Mechanical Warriors; it’s just talk,” a voice interjected rudely while Sima Chuan and Alger were enjoying their conversation.
“Oh come on, Alvis, don’t be like that. After all, we’ll be teammates from now on,” Alger waved his hand dismissively at the other young man. He then pushed Sima Chuan and Qiong toward Alvis and the middle-aged man with a smile. “This is Alvis; he can be like this sometimes—don’t take it too seriously; you’ll get used to it. And this one here deserves a proper introduction; he is…”
The middle-aged man tapped Alger on the head to interrupt him. “Alright, let’s not dwell on the past. I’ll introduce myself.” He turned to Sima Chuan and Qiong with a warm smile. “Hello! I’m Barnett. We’ll be teammates from now on; it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Sima Chuan sensed an air of authority from Barnett, a presence that compelled him to take a closer look at him.
"We are too."
"Are you all acquainted now?" Aitak asked with a smile as he walked over.
"Yes, we all know each other," Barnett replied.
"That's good." Aitak's expression changed slightly. "Now that you're all here, I need to lay out a few things for you. Make sure to listen carefully."
The five of them nodded seriously at Aitak, paying close attention.
"First, my top priority is that you all return safely. Second, during the process of capturing or eliminating Nai, everything must be prioritized for the greater good; there can be no internal conflicts. Lastly, you must pay attention to your own safety. Do you understand?"
"Understood," the five replied in unison.
"Alright, that's all I need from you. As for everything else, you already know it, so there's no need for me to emphasize it again. Your safety is what matters most."
"Don't worry, Star Master, we will definitely return safely," Barnett said as he stepped forward earnestly.
"Good." Aitak nodded and introduced the four to Sima Chuan. "This is Barnett; you all know him already. From now on, he will be responsible for leading this Time-Space Team. Any objections?"
"No."
"Then it's settled. Off you go." Afterward, Aitak bid farewell to each of them. When he reached Sima Chuan, he gave him a light tap on the head. Sima Chuan rubbed his sore head and thought to himself: Do people here really enjoy tapping others on the head? Especially in the same spot.
"What are you thinking about?" Aitak tapped Sima Chuan's head again.
"Nothing. Uncle, could you please stop tapping my head?" Sima Chuan asked while rubbing his sore spot.
"What's wrong with tapping you?" Aitak lightly tapped Sima Chuan's head once more before saying, "Alright, enough of that; let's get down to business." Hearing this, Sima Chuan became serious.
"If nothing unexpected happens, and you can capture or eliminate Nai as quickly as possible, then do it swiftly. You can't hide fire with paper; otherwise, once Adela and the others find out about your situation, not only will you suffer when you return, but those of us who helped conceal things for you will also face consequences during your absence."
Sima Chuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will make sure you suffer less."
"You brat." Without warning, Sima Chuan was hit on the head by Aitak. "What did you say? Do you believe I’ll make you suffer when you come back?"
"I believe it," Sima Chuan nodded repeatedly.
"Go," Aitak said to Sima Chuan after seeing Markett give a signal.
Markett, who was operating the Time Reversal Device, didn't say anything further to Sima Chuan; he simply cast a silent glance at him. Sima Chuan felt Markett's gaze and silently vowed: no matter what, he would return and then travel around with his grandfather and the others.
"Start," Markett said, calming himself as he uttered those two words. Immediately, his hands began to move. The other Sages quietly collaborated beside him.
"Energy fully charged."
"All systems stable."
"No issues detected."
...
"Activate." After completing the last action, Markett paused, and everyone fell silent; even the sound of breathing could be heard in the stillness.
"Ten."
"Nine."
"Eight."
...
The electronic voice began the countdown.
Markett anxiously watched the Time Reversal Device, where Sima Chuan and Qiong were located. His hands were clenched into fists, and his mouth was slightly agape, not daring to breathe. The other Sages were focused on every change occurring during the operation of the Time Reversal Device, missing not a single detail.
When Sima Chuan and the others' figures could no longer be seen inside the Time Reversal Device, a heavy silence fell over the scene. Everyone stopped moving, frozen in place. After a long while, Aitak asked in a trembling voice, "W-what happened?"
"It... it really worked! This is amazing!" one Sage exclaimed, overwhelmed with excitement.
"Did it really succeed?" another Sage was still processing the sudden joy.
"It succeeded! Everything is operating stably!" Suddenly, one Sage jumped up and shouted.
"It worked! It worked!" The others began to shout as well.
"It really succeeded." Aitak exhaled deeply and patted his chest.
"Ha... ha... ha..." Markett gasped for air, trembling as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Inside the time vortex, Sima Chuan and the others were not wearing armor or transformed; they were simply following the instructions given by the Sages, recording everything during their journey. Those who initially knew about this situation had split into two factions: one insisted on recording everything while the other prioritized ensuring the safety of the five individuals. In the end, they reached an impasse, and Sima Chuan and his companions had no choice but to give it a try; if it became too dangerous, they would prioritize personal safety. Thus, they remained in their physical forms.
Alvis stood behind Sima Chuan with a sinister smile. Suddenly, a short knife appeared on his phone, swiftly aiming for Sima Chuan's back.
Sima Chuan sensed a danger signal coming from behind him and immediately dodged to the side. However, he soon felt a sharp pain as his right side was slashed by the knife, which lodged itself into his waist. As Alvis attempted to make another move, Sima Chuan disregarded his injury and kicked out at him. Alvis was caught off guard by this reaction and was sent flying backward. The others noticed what was happening; Qiong quickly moved to Sima Chuan's side to protect him while Alger helped him up, frowning with vigilance as he glared at Alvis. Barnett swiftly positioned himself in front of Alvis and subdued him, glaring fiercely as he demanded, "Who are you?"
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