This was the first time that Hao Ren appeared in front of White Flame, Hessiana, and other acquaintances. They were used to seeing Hao Ren leading a large group of tenants to the restaurant like they were visiting relatives. In their impression, Hao Ren was at his best when he was fighting with guns or throwing bombs around. So now that they saw him with a group of elven guards, they were a little stunned. But compared to most of them, White Flame and Hessiana were in a better state. White Flame had seen Hao Ren's feat of gathering 100,000 demons in Coldpath, and Hessiana more or less knew about Hao Ren's background. The two of them were a little immune to the scene in front of them.
Hessiana pouted and muttered, "Hey, keep pretending. Who doesn't know what you're like?"
But for those who saw Hao Ren for the first time and had only heard about him from others, the man in front of them was worth observing and speculating. He had the ability to open a large number of portals all over the world at the same time to summon the chosen ones. He had such an incredible 'base' in this unknown place, and he obviously had an 'army'. Even for the people of the Shadow Council, the beginning of the journey was a little unexpected. Their cognitive range was not quite suitable to deal with the situation in front of them.
The situation was a little out of control, thought most of the people present. All the previous plans and the methods discussed by the wise men of the tribe could not be used anymore.
And this was the result that Hao Ren wanted. He did not come here to enjoy the spectacle because he did not lack spectacle. He just needed to make the pace of the journey completely beyond the cognition of everyone in the team of 100. Only when the situation was out of their control would they be easier to control. This was a hundred humanoid nuclear bombs that had once fought each other. If they were not firmly suppressed from the beginning, who knew how many medical pods and restraints they would have to use in the rest of the journey.
White Flame, Hessiana, Hesperides, and others were not enough to maintain order.
The alloy gate of the teleportation hall slid open silently, revealing the wide walkway behind. The Aerymian Royal Guards turned around in unison and stood in two rows on both sides of the walkway. The silver-white plasma spears were slightly tilted to form a path.
This team, which was quite strange in terms of personnel structure and historical background, embarked on their first step of 'homecoming' under such a strange atmosphere.
"I don't know if you have carefully read the plan that was sent to you. It has a more detailed description of the itinerary, but due to some basic concepts that are difficult to express directly in writing, I will slowly explain the situation to you on the way." Hao Ren walked in front of the team. This time, he did not continue to put up a front. Instead, he patiently told some of the things that happened on the journey. "I believe that all of you here should have experienced the so-called 'Day of Return' prophecy two years ago. In that prophecy, the otherworldlings would return to their homeland, find the lost power and civilization, and regain their glory and prosperity. The prophecy turned out to be a farce, but at least it was right about one thing. The supernatural races on Earth, whether otherworldlings or demon hunters, do have a homeland, and this homeland has your origin and civilization. It is not on Earth, not even in this galaxy, this universe. It is farther away from this world than you think. If you believe the prophecy, I am afraid that you will never be able to reach that 'homeland'. But fortunately, it is not too far away for me. "
The corridor was wide and bright, but there were not many people walking around. The most common sight were all kinds of high-tech or mysterious machines shuttling here and there along the bright white lines above the corridor, completely ignoring the otherworldlings on Earth who were walking through the corridor. There were only a few on-duty personnel in space station uniforms. They had already heard the news, so they did not pay much attention to the group of 'weirdos' who suddenly appeared in the outpost at the border of the Empire. They only paused for a moment when they passed by Hao Ren and saluted respectfully. Some said good day to His Excellency the Inspector, some said good health to His Excellency Hao Ren, and some said long live the Bomberman leader.
Fortunately, they did not speak Earth's language, and Hao Ren had not yet opened the public translation channel of the group of 100 behind him. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain if this was a cultural difference in the sea of stars.
The 'chosen ones' walked along the long corridor, listening to Hao Ren's explanation while looking curiously at this strange place in their eyes. Except for some progressives who followed the trend of the times and went to the cinema to watch Hollywood blockbusters every few days or went to the game market to play games when they had nothing to do (yes, people like White Flame), and the liberals like Zeon Lucas and Hessiana who worked in human society, few ordinary otherworldlings had a clear concept of space stations, artificial intelligence, extraterrestrial life, and the like. So now they were dizzily absorbing the huge amount of information. The only good news was that these people were not chosen solely because the elders of the clan threw the dice. Most of them had sharp minds and the ability to accept things, so they did not lose their composure in this place. In fact, after accepting the style of the place, they even slowly adapted to it.
Hao Ren saw this scene and smiled secretly. Try your best to adapt. Anyway, you will have to adapt again later. None of the 'attractions' along the way had the same style!
"So from this place, we can go to the 'homeland' you mentioned?" a werewolf in the team suddenly asked.
"That place is called the Plane of Dreams, which is currently the 'official name' given by God." Hao Ren looked back. "For you, it is not so easy to go to the Plane of Dreams. You have to go through a door, which is located in the depths of the universe. The wreckage of a disintegrated galaxy is guarding that place. This is just the first stop, the starting point for you to take the spaceship to that star zone. In fact, this place is not too far from Earth. It is in the Kuiper belt. You can even see the blue ball with your naked eye when you look at Earth from here."
Universe, spaceship, space station, and the Kuiper belt. A bunch of words just popped up. The otherworldlings at the scene may have heard of these 'terms created by humans', but obviously, they had not associated these words with their journey before. Probably in their original imagination, this should be a more sacred, more in line with the identity of the otherworldlings, and more filled with the mysticism left over from the Mythological Era. A grand magic ceremony, some dazzling ancient artifacts, and perhaps a sacrifice of something — life or soul, and then a door was opened … This was in line with their previous expectations.
But when they thought about it carefully, it seemed that the journey described by Hao Ren was much more realistic and credible than what they had expected before. After all, under the influence of the prophecy of the Day of Return, they had searched for countless ancient artifacts and opened countless ancient portals, but all of them failed without exception. Only the universe … seemed to have never been tried by anyone.
— Because who the f * ck would build a spaceship! In the world, only the Tannagost still had an antique spaceship, but their home was destroyed …
The werewolf who asked before was also stunned after hearing Hao Ren's words. Then, before he was about to say something, the corridor in front of him had come to an end. The scene in front of them made everyone hold their breath, stunned.
They were crossing the upper area of the space station along a transparent crystal suspension bridge. This was a position where they could overlook most of the station's transit area, special spaceship landing platforms, and the starry sky above. Through the light blue energy protection wall, they could see a large arc-shaped translucent vault covering the entire space above. Large and small gray space pumice floated outside the vault. All kinds of metal pipes and energy gratings connected the asteroids together, forming a complex but orderly structure, and the bright stars were shining behind the structure. Below the suspension bridge was the unusually wide and huge space station. In the almost dizzying space, there were floating metal platforms, crisscrossing bridges, complex light combinations, and strange flying aircraft.
Nearest to the suspension bridge, a metal platform was slowly flying under the guidance of twelve white light beams. The platform was neatly assembled with a formation that made people's scalp tingle at first glance. It was an army composed of alien warriors up to three meters tall covered in super-alloy armor. The warriors, who looked like a fusion of machines and life, were covered in dark paint. Both pairs of arms were equipped with huge weird weapons, and they were moving in the direction of a huge black battleship. All of this was filled with an unsettling and depressing atmosphere, and the people who were crossing the suspension bridge could not help but stop in their tracks.
Hao Ren did not know what was going on, so he stopped a space station staff who was passing by. After a brief inquiry, he understood the situation and explained to everyone, "Those are the Hawkel mercenaries rented out by the Fairy Void Consortium. A war broke out in the Cansara-Icahn Nebula, and a warlord rented these mercenaries at a high price to fight. The Hawkel mercenaries are 'biochemical goods' specially produced by a warlike race, and they are in high demand in the market between warlords. But you don't have to care about them. The circulation and use of these mercenaries must abide by the strict laws of the Empire. The field they are active in is far away from your 'world'. "
The otherworldlings looked at each other. They were immersed in thinking about the family struggles, turf battles, shelter interests, and other issues that they were familiar with just a moment ago. But now, they were suddenly stunned by the waves in the sea of stars.
It was like looking up at the starry sky and seeing the firmament for the first time, and being shocked by that incomparably vast and profound world.
The sirens at the end of the line took out their mobile phones and SLR cameras and began to take pictures.
It was awkward to mix in a cultural expedition group who were really out for a vacation.
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