On the scene, only Mengdie's gaze was entirely calm, or rather, her natural sensitivity and sharpness, unlike ordinary people, had replaced the initial surprise with an indescribable tranquility since she arrived on this planet.

Even though turmoil surged in Mengdie's heart, her overly delicate features combined with her tranquil demeanor and ethereal appearance made her seem more composed than anyone else.

At this moment, Mengdie was as she always was, with a face that seemed to smile yet cry, with sorrows and emotions she seemed eager to express. Her brows held countless nuances, like a maiden standing gracefully, akin to a serene and fragrant flower, with a profound charm... But the moment she saw Feng Yi, even her aura seemed to transform instantly.

Now, Mengdie's eyes gazed intently at that spot, with her heaving chest silently proving that her heart was equally unsettled, as if an uncontainable emotion had suddenly found its only outlet.

As the saying goes, a teacher for a day is akin to a father for life. In this world, if Wu Tian was both a teacher and a father to her, then Feng Yi was like a warm sun, opening the closed doors of her heart. Even though that initial warmth wasn't strong, their interactions were polite, mutually respectful and reciprocating.

Yet it was this absurdly melodramatic encounter that gradually made her understand Feng Yi and the uniqueness hidden behind him.

Feng Yi wasn't as simple as he appeared. Although he looked not easy to figure out, once you interacted with him, you'd find him an incredibly charismatic man—sharp, witty, exceptionally intelligent yet not lacking in humor. He could tell stories, with occasional perfect comedic timing making him endearing. Those bits and pieces in the past made her realize Feng Yi was unlike any other man. She understood his uniqueness.

Recalling his final words to her, "Let's just leave it at that."

A simple yet profound farewell, harboring a tinge of regret, is the memory Mengdie found most challenging to dispel. With these thoughts, she silently held onto a small object, the Space Crystal Feng Yi once gave her, within which faint traces of all his used items could be found.

The peculiar atmosphere at the scene made Feng Yi, who came from a distant dimension, realize that the situation was far from simple, as everyone seemed suddenly shocked, as if they had seen a long-lost friend—that person was himself!?

Now, even the Blade Warrior, usually unbothered by anything, was momentarily frozen upon seeing the incoming figure, as if struck by lightning, losing all awareness and standing like a wooden chicken.

The brief silence was quickly replaced by a question, causing young Feng Yi to want to laugh, as the scene was somewhat comical, with the Blade Warrior blurting out the same words as the two guys before him.

"No... impossible! It can't be? Damn, he really is Feng Yi..."

The Blade Warrior exclaimed in genuine astonishment, interrupting everyone's thoughts with his joyful exclamation.

"Hey, sister, can you calm down? Don't jump to conclusions. How can you be sure that's Feng Yi without seeing him?" Zhang Xiaobo the Fatty said, his heavy breathing revealing his lack of tranquility, just that his skills weren't enough to deduce from the unsightly features, fearing that his expectations would turn into illusions.

Isn't there a saying that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment? In Zhang Xiaobo's life, not many things could make him full of expectations; the last time betting on Star Wars was one, escaping the battlefield was another, but compared to these two, the anticipation in front of him seemed to drive him more insane.

Zhang Xiaobo never cried, at least every tear he shed was for himself, and now he didn't even realize hot tears of joy were welling up in his eyes.

Ironically, young Feng Yi became the most rational person on this shuttle, looking left and right... First looking at the Fatty who spoke, then at the silent Mengdie, finally glancing at Roland and Sky Shadow.

The reason why wasn't anything else, but because young Feng Yi rarely saw emotional fluctuations on the faces of these three, especially Mengdie.

True to Feng Yi's thoughts, except for Mengdie, Roland's gaze had narrowed into slits, and Sky Shadow's brows were furrowed, as if eagerly awaiting something.

Feng Yi said, "Regardless of whether he's the one you often mention, we should at least recognize the situation and stay alert. After all, 'Bizarre' can't be viewed through common sense."

Feng Yi's splash of cold water was both exquisitely timed and perfectly apt, instantly making everyone aware of a problem—a problem they had to face directly. The Bizarre could infiltrate dreams, mastering rules unknown to them.

Does this mean it could even alter things to a certain extent, like interfere with their judgment or foresee this action in advance? When the Fatty suddenly realized, he directly voiced this frightening speculation.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Sky Shadow, however, laughed, but it was a sneer, "What a crappy assumption. If it knew we were coming, there's no need to lure us through such means, pointless."

Suddenly, everyone felt a sense of relief, truly deserving of being Sky Shadow, cotitle with Feng Yi as the omnipotent warrior of the Yate Federation, unraveling the mystery instantly with clarity of thought.

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