Chapter 811: Two Months

Time flows like a river; two short yet long months have passed.

The joys and sorrows of all living beings are not the same. For the general public, these two months were truly ordinary and fleeting. For farmers, two months are not enough to harvest a season of grain; for merchants, two months are not enough to complete a long trade route; for scholars, two months are not enough to study a few books in depth.

However, for those who know the truth of the world's crisis, these two months have been too agonizing and too long. Every morning, they do not want to open their eyes to face a day of complex and mostly useless, vexing matters; every night, they dare not close their eyes, fearing the reminder of the fact that their lives have been shortened by another day, a matter even more imminent. Under such pressure, some wish they could point at the sun to stop it from rising in the east and setting in the west, to make the world stop running, while others feel weary, wishing the world would simply be destroyed so that everyone could close their eyes and the universe would be at peace.

Yet, regardless of one's thoughts, time does not accelerate or stop for anyone.

And the highest-level plan seems to have broken through various prejudices and obstacles of this or that kind, and was ultimately pushed forward.

"Zhangle, are you ready?"

Following a greeting from Six Dragon Sword, a young man walked out from the rear hall, his expression peaceful. He bowed in greeting and said, "I am ready. Sorry to have kept you waiting, Your Highness."

Six Dragon Sword laughed and said, "What 'kept me waiting'? Didn't I just arrive? You child are always overly polite. It has been so many days, we are not strangers." He looked up and down at Wei Zhangle, whose temperament was completely different from two months ago, and nodded with a smile: "Not bad, you have made progress again. I originally thought that after you broke through to Sword Hero, your strength would stagnate for a period of time, or at least linger for a few days. I didn't expect you to improve day by day, never stopping for a single day. It seems I underestimated you."

Zhangle sighed: "Having reached this point, besides us relying on a single breath to support ourselves and forge ahead, what other way is there? Since I have enjoyed such resources, if I were to still hesitate or have any intention of slackening, that would be unfair to others and unfair to myself."

Six Dragon Sword laughed: "So it is I who underestimated you. I previously only discovered that you did not lack resilience and perseverance, but I did not discover that you also hid powerful courage and ambition in your bones. Although you, this lad, are not as dazzling at first glance as Young Friend Tang, you are still an outstanding talent."

He sighed inwardly: This disaster will at least cost one rare genius. Although he had previously insisted on keeping Tang Zhao, after teaching Zhangle for two months, not to mention the affection they had developed, even rationally, he could not bear to see this outstanding youth sacrifice himself.

However, it is impossible not to feel regret; only a genius can shoulder such a heavy responsibility. But if an ordinary person could shoulder such a responsibility, they would certainly be considered a rare talent, and then it would definitely be a pity if they were sacrificed. This is also helplessness.

From another perspective, this pity at this time is also a fortunate thing—it also shows that the plan, which sounded absurd and exaggerated at the beginning, is becoming more and more likely to succeed. If that plan had no hope at all, he should be worried about the whole world; everyone is about to die together, so where would there be time to feel sorry for one or two geniuses?

Hearing him mention Tang Zhao, Zhangle immediately asked: "Is there still no news of Brother Zhao? How is he?"

Six Dragon Sword said: "This lad is very mysterious now. The last time there was accurate news was over a month ago, when he told us he had officially become a Sword Immortal."

Although he had known this news for a long time, and Six Dragon Sword had been shocked once, mentioning Tang Zhao now still made him feel a bit of sourness amidst his emotions. Who wasn't a young genius back in the day? He became a Sword Immortal before the age of one hundred, wielded Six Dragon Sword—one of the Sun Swords—and became a Pillar supporting a domain; wasn't he a heaven-favored child as dazzling as the sun? It's just that among geniuses, there are monsters who make other suns look much dimmer.

An eighteen-year-old Sword Immortal, and one who cultivated step by step on his own... is there any justice in this?

"However, he should come today. Today we will take the Tianmo experimental ship together to observe the enemy realm, and then there will be the final negotiations. Both matters are very important. Unless he abandons the plan, it is impossible for him not to return."

Zhangle said: "Brother Zhao cannot abandon it."

Six Dragon Sword nodded and said: "That is why I said he must come. Perhaps he has already arrived at Sword Mountain and is departing from there. This lad is a proper Sword Immortal now; he can go to Sword Mountain himself and request to board the ship as an individual, without needing anyone to bring him. If he is not there, then perhaps..."

Zhangle hurriedly said: "Could there be danger?"

"Let us not worry about him for now. Jianshan also wants to see you. Let's go, we are going to the Tianmo Jie together."

Six Dragon Sword, which is to say the Sun Sword party, did not go to Sword Mountain first and then head to the Heavenly Demon Realm, but set off on their own.

After all, as this is the final large-scale public observation of the disaster and the testing of the airship, the number of participants this time is very large. The Sun Domain alone sent two Sword Immortals and over ten young Sword Heroes, and every domain also sent many elites. This time, there will probably be several hundred people combined from both sides.

Are several hundred people many?

It is not many, but this time they are not taking that Great Ship for millions of people, but one of the lifeboats, a small-scale ship. It is mainly for observing the enemy situation, and stuffing several hundred people in is already quite a lot.

During this period, the originally isolated worlds secretly opened several communication channels for personnel from both sides to cooperate and travel back and forth. As for why it is secret—the fighting is still going on below, and both sides must maintain combat on the Qianxian to divert attention, so both sides are still fighting to the death; how could they reconcile above first...?

Therefore, although many Sword Immortals and young people from both sides are eating at the same table now, they still have to put on a show of being irreconcilable.

Breaking through the barrier of the Suiyu, the Sun Domain's vehicle landed on a piece of chaotic land. The sky here is gray-black, the ground is gray-white, and the space between heaven and earth is filled with oppression.

This is not the endless Void outside the world, but an independent Tianwaitian called Huangbaijie, a broken space whose original master has died. It is not absolutely safe but absolutely neutral, used by both sides as a transit point before leaving the world.

Originally, the Human World requested that the construction of the Great Ship also be placed in this world to facilitate joint participation, but the Tianmo opposed it entirely, citing insufficient conditions, excessive risks, and so on. But later, the Human World side seized a handle on the Tianmo Jie and exposed their conspiracy regarding the number of people. After several open and secret confrontations between the two sides, the Tianmo agreed to at least park the ship in this "Huangbaijie" a few days in advance and depart from here.

And at this time, the Great Ship has not yet been parked in; only the lifeboat used this time, also called the escape ship, has been parked in.

As soon as Zhangle entered Huangbaijie, he saw that ship which looked like a small island. Its shape was like a giant shuttle, painted with yellow and black paint, which reminded him of a wasp's tail.

He had never seen such a large ship; it was hard to imagine that this was just a small boat on a Great Ship. How magnificent must the real mother ship be?

Approaching the hull, he saw many people coming and going. They did not look like passengers, but like workers at a dock—trackers, laborers, craftsmen, crew members, etc. They were busy, like a group of ants working diligently in an anthill. Only, they came from different races, of varying heights, making the scene even more dazzling.

"For such a ship, there are thousands of people just for maintenance before departure, and a quarter of these people are our own."

"A quarter..." That is not many.

"They originally intended for us to send a few dozen craftsmen just to make a gesture—not for one lifeboat, but for the entire project. They said that we don't understand anyway, and if we wanted to collect more, the craftsmen wouldn't come out either. But I heard that Jianshan caught a handle..."

Even the Sun Court did not know that this handle was caught by Tang Zhao. This was also to protect Tang Zhao, so as not to expose him to the eyes of all the Tianmo at once and make him a thorn in their side.

"After some fighting, at least we got a quarter of the people in. Any more would be hard to fight for, and secondly, there really isn't that much personnel reserve."

In the end, the human side is still passive.

The Tianmo have worked for over a hundred years for this ship, storing up how many talents, materials, and resources? The human side only found out temporarily and mobilized frantically within two months. It is not bad to be able to scrape together these talents, but the actual technical strength among these people that can step up is not that much; more people are just occupying a position.

This is still with the human race having one major advantage, which is being more united than the Tianmo—even though humans have never stopped infighting or even civil war, they are still more united than the Tianmo.

No matter how indifferent Jianshan is, and how many open and secret conflicts there are in each domain, they have ultimately united in the face of the crisis. Only then could they mobilize their potential to the maximum and stand up to the Tianmo. But the hard power of the Tianmo is still higher than that of humans to this day, yet they have more conflicts—different races, different beliefs, and many life-and-death feuds between groups. There are also many races whose hostility toward humans is far less than their hostility toward other groups. The enemy of an enemy is a friend, and this gave humans many loopholes to exploit.

Wei Zhangle saw from afar that a large human team was already standing in front of the ship. It must be from Jianshan. Looking closely, he felt that every one of them had an incomparably powerful aura, at least a Sword Immortal. As for whether there was a Sword Saint, he could not distinguish yet. But there was no figure that could be identified at a glance.

It seems Brother Zhao did not come with the Jianshan people.

Then did he come with another team?

He looked around carefully again, but did not see Tang Zhao's shadow, feeling slightly disappointed in his heart. But then he thought: Since Brother Zhao did not come with Jianshan, he must be hiding his identity to do something, so how could he be seen by me at a glance? Once he finishes what he needs to do, he will naturally come out to meet. I just don't know how strong he is now?

Thinking this in his heart, he unconsciously pressed the sword in his hand, his gaze swept inadvertently over a team of red-haired, large-eyed Tianmo, and he looked at the ship again.

Brother Zhao has things to do today, and so do I.