Chapter 418
Chapter 418 I Am Willing
Although this operation felt like a chaotic mess, at least the memories it brought him on the way back were beautiful.
By the time they returned to Chicks Base, it was already dawn the next day. There were no changes inside Chicks; everything remained mundane.
Seeing this scene after getting off the helicopter, everyone couldn’t help but feel a sense of disconnection, as if they had just returned from another world.
The fat guy sighed and said, “I really envy them… At least they don’t know what kind of existence we’re about to face.”
He was one of those who stayed behind in that vast space to buy time, so he understood the terror of those creatures even more than Ling Mo—if only as cannon fodder, when those creatures came swarming in, even the strongest would probably feel immense pressure.
At that time, he was even using a gigantic mecha alongside his lightning abilities and a large sword to carry out mass slaughter of those monsters, with support from Bai Yu and their fortress machine guns. Yet, they barely held on for ten minutes before almost getting torn apart by those creatures.
This was also the first time the fat guy profoundly understood the meaning of “qualitative change through quantitative accumulation.”
If it weren’t for Monica stepping in to help, they probably wouldn’t have lasted until Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan dealt with the troubles on their side—they would have all perished there, despite having Xiaobai and the fox.
Similarly, this was the first time the fat guy had seen Monica’s power—just a simple snap of her fingers, and entire waves of monsters silently lost their lives, falling to the ground as corpses.
Way more powerful than those damn gauntlets!
He couldn’t even begin to comprehend what Monica’s abilities were. He didn’t dare to ask because, at that moment, she seemed like a deity had descended, effortlessly sweeping away all obstacles—he was just afraid that if he accidentally offended her, he’d end up as a corpse from just one snap.
Now that he thought about it, if it weren’t for Monica, they would have had no chance of escaping from that castle.
That was what made the fat guy feel the pressure—after all, they might still have to face dozens or even hundreds of such castles.
In response, Ling Mo just smiled, “Let’s do our best at what we can.”
There was no need to worry about things they could do; the things they couldn’t do… Well, they didn’t need to worry about those either.
No matter if they won or lost in the end, at least they had no regrets.
“Is this your kind of territory?” Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind.
It was the traitorous demon. To prevent his appearance from causing misunderstandings in the base, Ling Mo had manifested a suit of steel armor for him before they disembarked the helicopter, and now he looked like a nearly three-meter-tall steel warrior.
Still quite eye-catching.
“Do you have a name?” Ling Mo asked.
He hadn’t had the chance to ask before, so he brought it up now.
The traitor shook his head, “No, it’s not important to us.”
“Then how do your kind communicate with each other?” the fat guy asked curiously.
Having spent the journey with this fella, he had accepted his presence.
The traitor spoke in a very arrogant tone, “Our kind has our own way of communication—far more efficient than yours.”
In fact, his tone had always been a bit arrogant.
And throughout the journey, everyone had kind of figured out his personality: he was a straight line, with no curves whatsoever, so when he said that, it wasn’t meant to mock—it was his genuine belief.
But it didn’t make a difference; it just made others feel a bit peeved.
Xia Xinyan squinted her eyes, “Then from now on, I’ll call you Meat Can; it suits you well.”
“Whatever.” The Meat Can didn’t care.
After that, everyone didn’t linger much longer. The fat guy, Bai Yu, and others still had things to do—those videos they shot in the castle had high utilitarian value, but it would take time to process them, and Bai Yu and the fat guy had more experience in this area, so Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan had no part to play.
So what they needed to do now was extract as much useful intelligence as possible from the demon… now called Meat Can, to prepare for their upcoming expedition—well, okay, Monica was more adept at this, so even knowing she was doing it for her own gain, Xia Xinyan still entrusted this task to her.
Then she and Ling Mo relaxed.
The balcony of their room had now been completely transformed by Ling Mo, becoming a great place to pass the time and enjoy the view. However, with winter approaching, there wasn’t much scenery to look at anyway.
Soaking up the sun was pretty nice.
While Xia Xinyan sat on the balcony gazing into the distance, lost in thought, Ling Mo’s voice suddenly came from behind, “Do you want some juice?”
Turning around, she saw Ling Mo sitting next to her with two cups of juice, handing one to her.
Xia Xinyan took the juice and took a sip, then continued gazing into the distance in a daze.
Seeing this, Ling Mo couldn’t help but speak, “Are you thinking about the expedition? No need to worry; we definitely can…”
“Not at all,” Xia Xinyan interrupted him, seemingly remembering something, with a slight smile, “You said you’d always be by my side, so I really have nothing to worry about.”
No matter if they ultimately won or lost, at least she wouldn’t be alone anymore, even in death, it was far better than her past life.
Ling Mo paused, asking, “Then what are you thinking about?”
“I was thinking…” Xia Xinyan dragged it out for a few seconds, then softly said, “I wonder if we’ll be able to wait until the day we get married.”
Ling Mo was taken aback.
Xia Xinyan tilted her head to look at him and laughed, “Do you want to marry me?”
“I…” Ling Mo had never thought she would ask that question, so he was momentarily speechless. “I… I want to, naturally. But I don’t want any important matters between us to be dealt with casually. I want to leave you with beautiful memories, so…”
“I know,” Xia Xinyan understood his meaning because she had experienced his life before, even if just as a false echo; that was enough for her to know him. This was something he had never realized, and it would forever remain her secret. “So, I’ll accept your proposal; I’m willing to marry you.”
Ling Mo was a very serious person, treating important matters with almost obsessive care; for instance, regarding the matter they were discussing, he definitely wished everything from the proposal to the wedding would leave her with beautiful memories; this wasn’t hard to guess.
But perhaps reality wouldn’t grant him that opportunity.
If they lost the expedition, then humanity might face a final, devastating end. Although Monica had said she could take them away from here, she probably wouldn’t do so—there were things she cherished here, and if she lost what she held dear, living wouldn’t mean much anymore.
So, she didn’t want Ling Mo to have any regrets.
He had given her so much; it was time for her to return the favor.
Of course, it wasn’t just about repayment.
If you ask her heart… she was also willing to marry him.
Being together for the rest of their lives would probably be the best interpretation of marriage—so why would she refuse?
