Xyrin Empire

Chapter 445: Chapter 445: New Home and Return Voyage

After landing on the makeshift airport of this brown planet on board the royal shuttle, I had already adjusted my mood. I had to admit, a phrase Lin Xue once said was indeed correct: Chen Wood’s forte is his resilience, even stronger than a cockroach’s.

Moreover, feeling sentimental for half a day over a race that merely looks similar to humans is indeed a waste of emotions.

“It seems like you’ve been doing well these past few days.”

The first person I saw upon exiting the shuttle was a bearded uncle standing next to the temporary alloy landing platform, dressed in heavy power armor, saluting our way.

It wasn’t hypocritical small talk; this formerly decadent-looking uncle, soaked in the smell of alcohol, now genuinely appeared to be in great shape.

Well, his eyes were bright, his complexion was rosy, and his wildly disheveled hair had obviously been trimmed—or possibly he was just too lazy to comb it back and covered it up with the helmet of his power armor. The beard on his chin matched his style perfectly, unchanged, except that the smell of alcohol was no longer detectable.

“Putting on this armor again, but the sentiments this time are entirely different,” James Raynor pounded on his war armor twice, “I’m not sure whether I should call it a rebirth.”

Tex standing next to him immediately whistled: “I took off that heavy prison, and now this fool with an over-developed sense of responsibility has volunteered to bear it all.”

Curiosity drew me closer to James, and I sniffed emphatically before exclaiming in surprise, “You’ve really quit drinking this time?”

“Kerrigan won’t let me drink.”

Uncle Raynor’s face, now unusually flushed, said a bit sheepishly.

The imperial audience: “…Oh~~~~”

It seems even amidst the shadow of human exile, some still find their way to a more luxurious life.