Chapter 569

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Chapter 569: Back to the Ming Country

Time flew by, and a week had passed. A week was enough time for Bai Wei to recover both physically and mentally.

During this time, nothing much happened. Although he occasionally saw a few blue and white exclamation marks, he resisted the urge to trigger them.

After becoming idle, the rhythm of life became fast, slow, and suitable.

When working, he went to the shrine to show his face and took care of household chores when he returned home, such as cooking, hanging clothes, and sweeping the floor.

Three people shared the household chores together, but they didn’t feel tired.

And so, time came to February and Far East University started its one-month spring break.

Bai Wei found Wang Yu from the embassy and sorted out his return visa without waiting in line. It took three hours, with two hours and fifty minutes spent chatting, discussing the situation of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, truth and lies intertwining, impossible to be exposed.

The three siblings packed their luggage, bought boat tickets, passed through customs, and directly took a boat back to Jinling City.

Originally, they could hitch a ride on the boat. Xue Hanlei and Yun Wuxin also returned to the Ming Country during spring break, riding on the dragon boat of the Dragon Clan, a private yacht.

They returned to the Ming Country in early February, a week earlier than Bai Wei knew, and Xue Hanlei had already made plans.

Bai Wei left Yingzhou and had to say hello to familiar people around, which took him more than three days.

In order to keep Saki Jingūji and Hokusinn Kichyō in Yingzhou, Yagyū Simozi personally went to their door with a sword to negotiate with them.

It’s not convenient to go into the details of what happened, but the negotiation process was quite intense.

Putting aside these small incidents, the three siblings returned home quite smoothly, without encountering any troubles along the way.

The bought tickets can directly reach Jinling City from the mouth of the Yangtze River without even needing to transfer ships.

In the time without airplanes, international travel was indeed very inconvenient, but within the Ming Country, there were well-developed railways and waterways.

Due to the ash tide, if you wanted to cross the ocean, you could only honestly take a boat, luckily Yingzhou was not far from the Ming Country.

It takes two to three weeks, even if it’s fast, to go from Yingzhou to Europa, which is really too long.

Bai Wei was considering whether he should make an aircraft. As early as five hundred years ago, the Empire had the technology to build airships, but they didn’t use fuel, but rather a mysterious material of anti-gravity.

These materials all come from outer space, and it’s very difficult to collect them. There is enough ore on the moon, but what is on the moon, everyone knows.

Going to the moon to mine is like picking up candy at Mr. Ke’s house, it’s crazy like reading a crazy person’s diary – don’t be too crazy.

The super airship project was canceled due to raw material issues. It doesn’t make much sense to replenish and mass-produce things that can’t enhance national and military strength.

But there are still materials to make one or two aircraft.

I wonder where the past prototypes are stored, it seems like they are with Lowa?

Shouldn’t they be in the national museum?

Anyway, those idiots from the Allied countries don’t know the startup method. Even if I secretly dismantle the engine, no one will know, right?

This is my personal property to begin with. All the funds are sponsored by me, so taking my own things doesn’t count as stealing.

Bai Wei began to consider the feasibility of obtaining the items he had stored for five hundred years from the museum of the Allied countries.

"Almost there."

Bai Wei snapped back to reality with a single word from his sister.

He saw a big bridge in the distance and let go of all his complicated thoughts. He smiled, as if he had returned home after a long journey.

"You’re back!"

Even in a foreign land, he could see the same big bridge – the Jinling City Yangtze River Bridge.

Looking at it now, the construction difficulty of this bridge wasn’t actually that high. In fact, it had many problems. It was built too low and affected the height of passing ships, causing problems for the super-sized cargo ferries. Additionally, it was quite old and needed frequent repairs.

However, this didn’t stop it from becoming a memory for a generation. Many people saw this bridge for the first time on the cover of their textbooks. For Bai Wei, who was just an ordinary student back then, this landmark building was his first impression of Jinling City.

The historical accuracy of Ming Country’s history and modern history had quite a difference. But, by some twist of fate, this bridge was preserved, leaving Bai Wei with a subtle sense of awe. As he crossed the bridge, it felt like he had returned home.

While lost in his thoughts, Bai Wei felt a pinch on his hand.

Yagyū Simozi held her brother’s hand and blinked her eyes at him, saying, "Wherever my brother is, that’s where my home is."

She said seriously.

Since their first meeting seven years ago, she also arrived in a strange country and unfamiliar land on this ship. She couldn’t understand any words and didn’t know anyone. It was a very difficult time.

She was very grateful. If she didn’t meet such a good brother, she didn’t know what she would become.

Bai Wei didn’t stay sentimental for long, then turned to another little girl and touched her hair.

Actually, Sakurai Shiru had grown a lot this month. She was also about to turn fourteen, entering the age of growing up. In fact, girls mature faster than boys. Some of them who are actually around fourteen or fifteen look almost twenty.

Bai Wei asked, "Are you nervous?"

Sakurai Shiru looked at the flowing Yangtze River and shook her bright eyes, "Not nervous, just feel…"

She thought for a moment and described, "Very beautiful, very magnificent."

"This is the Yangtze River, the world’s largest hydroelectric river, the third longest river in the world. This river is the mother river of the land of China, where countless cities have been built and countless lives have been nurtured along its path."

Bai Wei looked into the distance and could feel the vitality of the flowing river.

It was a tremendous power, an ancient and ultimate mystery derived from nature.

The Yangtze River is vast and wide, with numerous branches of its water system nurturing many sacred sites. Each section and tributary has different deities, but there is no god who can control the Yangtze River itself.

The Yellow River is similar, but it has a strong temper and a bad temper. Whoever becomes the water god of the Yellow River might become a sacrifice. Once the Yellow River floods and corpses float on its surface, the grievances of the people become like knives, and the water god of the Yellow River has to wait to be sacrificed, living the life of a programmer offering sacrifices to servers.

It is difficult for humans to contend with the heavens and the earth. If they can do it, then they are gods.

Bai Wei had no intention of trying to defy the heavens and the earth. He scooped up a handful of clear flowing water from the river, watching it trickle through his fingers. He felt as if he was sharing in the vibrant life force of the Yangtze River. The water didn’t distinguish between good and bad, even though it fostered countless lives and nourished countless beings. It simply continued flowing from west to east without ceasing.

Before he awakened, he had little understanding of this land. Now, being immersed in it, he could feel the uniqueness of the Ming Country and Yingzhou. The profound heritage of the last remaining Eastern power in the world was enough to make anyone hesitate.

When the boats docked by the shore, even the old men strolling along the river or practicing Tai Chi emitted waves of energy with every movement. A yellow knight rushed by overhead, only to be whistled at and stopped by a traffic officer who then criticized and educated him.

Unlike the "normal" social situation in Yingzhou, people in the Ming Country are more accustomed to these things. They practice martial arts to stay fit and both men and women of all ages learn some. After practicing for decades, they have achieved some true energy cultivation. Even middle-aged ladies in their fifties can carry fifty kilograms of rice and climb ten floors without getting tired or out of breath. Having a good health also reduces the pressure on hospitals and saves money for medical insurance. It’s a win-win situation, it’s amazing!

Lifted the suitcase and boarded the bus, heading straight to the alley of his hometown.

The house belonged to Bai Wei’s parents, but when he became an adult, it was handed over to him. After the three siblings put down their luggage, they began to clean the house.

Yagyū Simozi was very familiar with the place, and Sakurai Shiru assisted her.

As for Bai Wei, he went out shopping, planning to go to the nearby market to buy some seasonal ingredients to reward his five senses.

Just as he had stepped out, he heard a honking sound coming towards him and turned his head to see.

"Ye…" Bai Wei pouted.

"What kind of expression and tone is that? You stinky kid!" A handsome middle-aged man sat on a motorcycle and took off his sunglasses, saying, "I came specially to pick you up, and this is your attitude?"

"Hmm, are you waiting for me at my doorstep? Is this your idea of picking me up?" Bai Wei pouted.

The middle-aged man has a handsome appearance, but he is not very successful. Although he only knows how to spend a lot of money on rice, he is still a rare relative. Even though he looks embarrassed when being scolded by the old man, he looks really cool when he gives money for living expenses.

"Stop scolding me again!"

"I didn’t."

"You definitely cursed me in your heart."

"So, do you want me to curse you out loud in order to make you happy?" Bai Wei stepped back two steps. "Seventh Uncle, you’re becoming more and more twisted."

"Me?…" The middle-aged man raised the helmet in his hand and threw it at Bai Wei. "Stop talking nonsense. Get in the car."

"But I still need to go buy groceries. Otherwise, can you treat me for lunch?" Bai Wei used one hand to hold the helmet and casually applied some force. The helmet, which had an uneven weight distribution, spun around on his index finger like a basketball.

"You can treat, it doesn’t matter, anyway it’s not my money." Seventh Uncle Bai Chang said, "The old man wants to see you. Come with me to the ancestral home."

"Alright." Bai Wei planned to let Simozi know and bring Sakurai Shiru along.

"You go alone," said Bai Chang. "Let the little girl not go for now."

Bai Wei frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

"The old man is conservative. Whether or not to let outsiders into the Bai family, he has to consider further," Bai Chang patted the back seat of the car. "Come with me and talk to him yourself."

Bai Wei sighed. Although he didn’t care about family matters, he had to go back if he should. Family members should compromise with each other, they shouldn’t live like enemies and never interact. He asked again, "Is the old man so impatient that he can’t even wait for a day? What is he up to?"

Bai Chang didn’t answer, but asked, "Do you know how I met your aunt?"

"Wasn’t it through an introduction?" Bai Wei said, then he froze, understanding dawned on him. "Oh…"