815: Scarface: My torch has been burning ever brightly.

Whether or not they die is naturally not up to Daoba to decide.

Yang Dian stated that he would do his best to protect everyone.

He would not allow anyone to die; even if the Earth exploded, others had to be safely teleported to the Emerald Dragon Star or an extraterrestrial base to continue contributing to the rise of the Huaxia Civilization.

Therefore, the most important thing at the moment...

...is to ignite the Spark for Brother Daoba.

A moment later, after bringing Daoba back to Earth and handing him the "Spark Meditation Technique," Yang Dian looked at him with anticipation:

"So, comrade Daoba, is it difficult to meditate on the Spark?"

Daoba's snowflake eyes first narrowed into slits, indicating he was meditating.

Three seconds later, he opened them, and they turned back into square eyes:

"comrade, my Spark has always been burning brightly."

As he spoke, a Spark ignited behind Daoba, then grew with the wind, instantly shooting up three meters high, burning fiercely.

In the firelight, Yang Dian's expression was indescribable.

There was shock, and also shame.

Shock at Daoba's loyalty to the Huaxia Civilization.

Shame that his own faith in the Huaxia Civilization seemed to pale in comparison to Daoba's.

"Daoba seems to have been born for the Huaxia Civilization."

Lao Bai's murmurs voiced Yang Dian's inner thoughts.

Having ignited the Spark, connected to the territory map, and feeling his mind grow three points clearer, Daoba turned his gaze to Lao Bai, his voice resonant:

"comrade, I was born from the Huaxia Civilization, so naturally, the Spark will burn for the Huaxia Civilization."

As he spoke, he looked back at the fiercely burning Spark behind him, then turned his gaze back to Yang Dian and the other.

"comrade, I will make spreading the Spark of the Huaxia Civilization my personal mission."

"From the moment of my birth, I will faithfully execute the great man's ideology, take the great rejuvenation of the Huaxia Civilization as my own responsibility, and make uniting the proletariat across the entire Universe my lifelong pursuit."

Looking at Daoba, who clearly had a machine head but exuded a sacred aura, Yang Dian secretly scratched his head.

One can only say that Brother Daoba is truly worthy of being Brother Daoba.

He had just woken up, yet he was already spouting grand principles one after another.

If an ordinary young person spent a while with Daoba, they might just be completely mesmerized.

Before Yang Dian could finish his musings, Daoba appeared before the two like a ghost, reached out his hands, and grabbed theirs:

"comrade, what is my next mission?"

"Danger is approaching Earth; do we need to set up a defensive line outside the Solar System to block the danger outside the star system?"

Yang Dian and Lao Bai exchanged a glance.

Lao Bai: 'I am a researcher, I manage technology and ensure logistical and technical support. You are the Commander of the Expeditionary Force; you need to arrange things like combat preparations.'

Yang Dian: 'Don't you know how I became this Commander of the Expeditionary Force? To put it nicely, I'm a commander; to put it bluntly, I'm the number one super fighter of Huaxia. If you let me arrange combat plans, aren't you afraid I'll lead everyone into a ditch?'

Lao Bai: 'Then what do we do?'

Yang Dian: 'Call for help, or call people away...'

After a simple exchange of glances, Yang Dian finally looked at Daoba:

"comrade Daoba, regarding the impending crisis, the temporarily established Huaxia Extraterrestrial Crisis Defense Department will be fully responsible."

"Whether it's the deployment of defensive lines, personnel transfers, or emergency plans, they will all make adjustments based on the actual situation."

"You have just gained powerful strength and want to do something to contribute to the nation and the country; I understand that very well."

"But if we arrange your missions arbitrarily without consulting the Crisis Defense Department, it might disrupt their plans."

"In order to maximize your strength, I think you should go to the Crisis Defense Department to report first, and let them arrange your work."

Daoba nodded seriously upon hearing this:

"Comrade Yang Dian, what you say makes a lot of sense."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes again to enter the quantum network, and opened them again shortly after:

"Comrade Yang Dian, comrade Han Zhang says he hopes I will head to Purple Mountain in Nanjing."

"First, because Purple Mountain is located in a developed coastal city with a large surrounding population; if accidents occur in the surrounding cities, I can provide timely support."

"Second, because there is a passage to the underground world beneath Purple Mountain, and to this day, we haven't fully explored the details of that underground world. With the crisis approaching, we need powerful military force to be stationed there."

"I think comrade Han Zhang's words make a lot of sense."

"I am willing to accept the organization's arrangement to head to Purple Mountain."

Yang Dian and Lao Bai exchanged a glance, then nodded to Daoba simultaneously:

"Then we will have to trouble you, comrade Daoba."

Daoba nodded, showing an expression of 'leave the mission to me, I will definitely complete it,' before becoming a bit bashful.

Yang Dian then asked with some curiosity:

"comrade Daoba, what's wrong?"

"Is there anything you need our help with?"

Daoba, hearing Yang Dian's question, stopped being bashful and asked directly:

"It's like this, Comrade Yang Dian."

"Just now, while browsing the quantum network, I learned about Huaxia's development over the past few years. Whether in Martial Dao or technology, it can be called changing with each passing day, which I find somewhat incredible."

"But I also discovered that while Martial Dao and technology are developing, old friends have disappeared without a trace."

"Many people, such as my biological father, Deputy Minister of the Extraordinary Armament Research Department Qian Xueming, disappeared from the network several years ago, and there is no relevant information about him in the relevant departments everywhere."

"Besides my biological father, many other scientific researchers also lost contact at the same time."

"I want to ask where they are now and if they are safe."

"Of course, if they are executing secret missions and their information needs to be kept confidential, and it's not convenient to tell me where they are, that's fine too."

"I just want to know if they are safe now."

Yang Dian realized upon hearing this and tapped his wristband twice.

Zero appeared beside Yang Dian via projection, casting a puzzled look at Yang Dian.

"Grant comrade Daoba the permission to view knowledge related to the gods, and grant him the permission to contact Elder Qian and the others."

"Very well, Commander, authorization is complete."

Daoba, having received the new information, seemed a bit happy:

"Thank you for your trust, Comrade Yang Dian."

"I will strictly keep the knowledge related to the gods confidential; others can forget about getting any information out of me."

As he spoke, he raised his hand again, saluted Yang Dian and Lao Bai, and then extended his right hand in front of them:

"comrade Yang, comrade Bai, I will now execute the mission assigned to me by the organization and head to Purple Mountain to take up my post."

"Let us meet again after the crisis is over."

Yang Dian reached out, shook hands with Daoba, and then said:

"Then let us meet again after the crisis is over; at that time, I will treat you to some special machine oil."

The electronic screen on Daoba's head showed a smile:

"It's a deal."

After saying this, he did not linger, turned around, transformed into a streak of golden light, and disappeared before their eyes.

"Rare, indeed~"

"Although his strength has increased, his personality is exactly the same as before; it hasn't changed at all."