"You're just too stubborn, kid, but stepping into the battlefield could be a way to get promoted." Speaking idly, the man suddenly changed his tune and his expression grew more brazen, "Don't forget your brothers when you hit the jackpot- and introduce us to some pretty women soldiers while you're at it."

Upon hearing this, Sir Feng was left speechless. It seems Francis has shown his true colors after so many years...

Meanwhile, far across the Solar System on Mars, a white-haired elder wrapped in a black and gray cloak stood at the wind-swept peak of Mount Olympus, gazing towards the endless cosmos from within the radiation shield...

The old man stood alone, his profound gaze seemingly able to pierce through the void. His focus was directed at the distant Alpha Star Domain. Perhaps, Lasso simply wanted to see the child he watched grow up one more time.

After a long time, Lasso's body swayed slightly... Seeing this, a colonel in his fifties hurried over to support him, "Your health..."

"I'm just a little tired, nothing to worry about."

"I see..." The colonel squeezed out a smile.

Watching all this through the light screen, President Adams' eyes inexplicably grew moist. As one of the many students of Lasso, Adams, in this moment, was no longer the talkative gentleman, nor the wise president. He was an ordinary man, a middle-aged man consumed by melancholy, or perhaps, sorrow?

Now, the great tutor who had retired to the countryside was reaching the final stage of life. If possible, he would respect and fulfill his teacher's wishes.

A moment later, Lasso appeared on the light screen, his black-gray patchwork cloak visible. "Teacher, is this the person you were looking for?", as he spoke, the light screen flickered and shuffled to images of Feng Yi. These were surveillance recordings from multiple locations, involving the Alpha Star Domain and the airlock space station.

"Ah yes, it is indeed that kid." Lasso couldn't help but smile, "But, I have decided to go to Alpha and see him myself."

"What!?"

The president's face changed at these words. The journey from the Solar System to Alpha was incredibly far. Lasso's body wouldn't be able to handle the stress. Moreover, there was the issue of safety.

Whether allies or enemies, it's common knowledge that there are internal spies in various major powers. The case of Lasso's air accident years ago serves as a prime example. The reason is simple: Even the smallest of space pirates wouldn't dare approach the federation that rules several star domains, let alone the small Wills Tribal Alliance. To violate the sovereignty of a star domain is to violate the dignity of its ruling power. Anyone who dares to commit such an offense is swiftly dealt with.

Even the patrol cruiser sent by the federation, the Apophis-class warship, was thrown off by these space pirates. Anyone with some common sense would know this is impossible. It stands to reason that there are hostile forces at play behind these incidents. Despite the high safety measures taken by the federation, the risk can never be fully eliminated.

The president calmly voiced his internal vehement opposition. This was the last thing he wanted to agree to. Even if the journey were safe, Alpha itself is a dangerous place.

After all, the power web of Alpha is far more complicated and chaotic than that of the capital Solar System. Outwardly harmonious, but turbulent underneath, the region is plagued with family feuds, and the planets' hinterlands are barren, desolate wastelands with extremely poor living conditions. To suppress the regional malpractices, the Wind Thunder Ancient Martial Arts Military Academy was established in the Shadow District of Alpha.

Adams lit a cigarette and nonchalantly suggested, "I will have someone keep an eye on that kid. Teacher, enjoy the peace in the Solar System, how about it?"

"I understand my fate. There are some things I can't just let go."

Reluctantly resigning himself to this, the president finally managed a small smile, "If so, then I will send a gift to you, under official capacity."

Lasso's gaze, filled with wisdom, became suspicious. It was rare to hear of a gift from the president's mouth. This gift should be quite interesting, indeed.

Not long after, a shuttle that had taken off from Earth quickly descended to Mount Olympus. Two striking female officers disembarked from the shuttle. Dressed in white military uniforms, they stood straight. The Major in the lead saluted in a casual military fashion before handing a wooden box, about 25 cm in size, to a soldier.

After enduring so much, upon receiving the wooden box, Lasso began to wonder what could be inside this Pandora's Box?

At this time, Colonel Grand had ordered all soldiers to wait outside. It was only when he was alone with Lasso that he occasionally showed character traits that starkly contrasted with his usually unwavering determination.

Now, as he saw Lasso enter his wise man mode to meditate, Grand couldn't help but grow a bit impatient. "Teacher, aren't you going to open it and see what's inside?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Sometimes, the answers you desperately seek may not satisfy you. Instead of that, wouldn't it be better to guess?"

"Teacher, you are… oh!" Grand stopped short, then, slapping his thigh in exasperation, sighed in resignation, "Compared to you, I'm just a brute." In truth, Grand was far from a brute, he was just a bit quick-tempered.

"Grand, you're being impatient."

"You're right, Teacher."

Lasso resumed his meditation. After a good while, noting that Grand was still, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Some things don't require guessing if you think about it carefully. If I'm not mistaken, this box definitely contains a transfer device."

No way, Grand thought. He'd already considered the possibility of a transfer device, but this box was just too big. A light transfer was nothing more than the size of a pendant. Wasn't using a box this large redundant?

When Grand voiced this doubt to Lasso, he merely laughed again, "You're right, but only partially. Open it and take a look."

"Well… if you're sure." Although Grand scratched his head sheepishly as a high commander might, he promptly reached out and opened the box to reveal another smaller box within. What on earth was going on...?

As a perplexed Grand opened box after box, multiple boxes appeared, leading him to an enlightenment of sorts, "Teacher, are you implying that President Adams does not want you to leave the Solar System?"

Lasso nodded slowly, then shook his head. Everything was predetermined. Although some things couldn't be explained to these atheists, it couldn't be denied that he had reached his limit, "I understand my destiny. There are things I cannot let go of. Perhaps when I get to Alpha, I will naturally find an answer."

Grand was still confused. He was a military man, not a fortuneteller or a philosopher. He had no time to think about these matters.

Lasso merely smiled. Some things could be understood if given enough thought. He gently picked up the quantum entanglement crystal and decided to set off immediately.

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