94: The meaning of protection!

PS: The second update is here; the third is still being revised and should be out before 12:30 AM.

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At the corridor railing,

As Chen Fan pondered his future, his expression grew increasingly resolute.

Once a decision is made, no mountain can block the path.

For Chen Fan, if he could find his own path, he could even forgo the Yun Mo Star Inheritance.

Chen Fan didn't dwell on it too much.

Too much is as bad as too little!

After all, the future was firmly in Chen Fan's own hands.

Whether he became the inheritor of Yun Mo Planet's Hu Yanbo or not, his own path would always move forward.

Everyone has their own opportunities.

And Chen Fan's almost Bug-like Golden Finger was his greatest fortune.

Compared to the uncertain Yun Mo Star Inheritance, the Golden Finger held greater importance for Chen Fan.

No other reason.

Chen Fan's Golden Finger and top-tier comprehension were indispensable for him to reach his current level in such a short time.

Furthermore, in the future, Chen Fan would continue to grow and become stronger with his Golden Finger... However, one thing was very clear in Chen Fan's heart.

“No matter how strong I become, it won't change the fact that I am a citizen of China.”

“The blood flowing in my veins is still the Yanhuang bloodline.”

“Born a person of China, it is my duty to protect China and defend my homeland!”

Chen Fan couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes growing even more determined.

Cultivate!

And cultivate again!

As Chen Fan recalled the past and looked to the future, the cosmic energy surging towards him never ceased for a moment.

Unconsciously, the night had grown very deep.

Nightfall enveloped the entire base city, and stars filled the sky.

A wisp of night wind blew through, bringing cool relief to the hot city.

At the same time, it loosened Chen Fan's tightly clenched fists.

Until this moment, Chen Fan was still lying on the balcony, quietly cultivating.

Waves of cosmic energy surged towards Chen Fan like a tide, unending.

It was as if a hundred rivers flowed into the sea; countless cosmic energies swirled around Chen Fan, then were rapidly devoured by him.

After the battle at No. 9 Relic,

Chen Fan's realm and combat power not only advanced by leaps and bounds, but his speed of absorbing cosmic energy also underwent a qualitative change.

From afar, Chen Fan's lazy posture resembled a feline basking in the winter sun.

That is, if one ignored Chen Fan's disheveled state and bloodstains.

During this time, countless female nurses came and went, looking at Chen Fan with some surprise.

However, thinking of the recently concluded great battle at No. 9 Relic, all the doctors and nurses held Chen Fan in awe.

A hero deserves respect from anyone, anywhere!

It was because of their existence that the city enjoyed stability and ordinary people lived in peace and security.

Just then, a girl who looked about four or five years old walked out from the stairwell.

She was holding a set of black training clothes, half her small face obscured, as she scurried towards Chen Fan.

Chen Fan, who was cultivating, felt a gentle tug on the corner of his clothes.

“Big brother, you've worked hard. Go wash up before you sleep; it will be more comfortable.”

A pleasant, childish voice came from beside him. Chen Fan paused slightly, then lowered his head, looking at the source of the voice.

He saw a girl in a goose-yellow long dress, her beautiful eyes like the most dazzling stars, clear and bright.

The little girl looked about five or six years old, exuding innocence and naivety.

At this moment, the little girl blinked at Chen Fan, and her ethereal voice sounded again:

“Big brother, I've prepared a new set of clothes for you. Go wash up quickly.”

Saying this, the little girl, her eyes full of smiles, held up the black clothes in her hand.

Chen Fan took the black training clothes with one hand and gently pinched the little girl's fair, smooth cheek with the other, saying softly:

“Little sister, you're so good. What's your name?”

The little girl replied obediently: “Big brother, my name is Jiang Fang!”

“Jiang Fang, that's a truly lovely name.”

Chen Fan nodded, a faint smile on his face.

“Of course it is! My dad named me.”

“I'll tell you a secret: my dad is a Warrior General from the Dojo of Limits. He went abroad to kill monsters a few days ago.

He's super strong; he can lift me and Mom with just one hand.”

The little girl looked mysterious and made an exaggerated gesture, which brought joy to Chen Fan's heart.

“Yes, I know, Warrior Generals are very powerful!”

“They can kill many monsters and protect the safety of the city.”

Chen Fan answered seriously, but in his mind, the images of Qin Xianzhen, Yan Xiao, Major Yuan Ye, and the sacrificed Battalion Commander Chen Chu appeared.

It was their existence that kept the human base cities safe and sound.

As if the little girl's words had stirred memories, a flicker of emotion appeared in the depths of Chen Fan's eyes.

The little girl, Jiang Fang, nodded, looking proud: “That's right!”

Watching the little girl's beaming smile, Chen Fan's heart stirred.

Currently, the entire world was in the early stages of the Great Nirvana, and the number of martial artists was very small.

Especially elite martial artists, who were incredibly rare.

Even an ordinary Elementary War General would be at least among the top three thousand in the world.

In terms of numbers, the scarcity of War General-level martial artists was comparable to that of God of War level martial artists in Luo Feng's later era.

Looking at the little girl's innocent smile, Chen Fan felt happy too.

At once, all the doubts in his heart vanished.

Gazing at the innocent and adorable little girl before him, Chen Fan's eyes deepened—

They fought desperately against monsters outside the base city precisely so these little ones could grow up safely and happily!

For this goal, even sacrificing everything he had would be worth it!

At this moment, Chen Fan understood those martial artists who bravely faced death.

Similarly, Chen Fan also understood the meaning of protection.

“Thank you, little sister Jiang Fang!”

Chen Fan smiled and gently pinched Jiang Fang's fair, smooth, tender cheek.

While thanking her, he also pulled out two Beast General-level wolf fangs from his backpack and said gently: “Here, these are gifts for you.

One for you, and this one for your mother.”

Then, Chen Fan helped Jiang Fang put on one of the pearly white, crescent-shaped fangs, which was tied with a red string.

The crescent-shaped white wolf fang hung around the little girl's neck, surprisingly complementing her.

“Such a beautiful crescent moon.”

“Thank you, big brother. I'll thank you on behalf of my mother.”

Having received the wolf fangs, the little girl happily left.

Watching the girl's cheerful retreating figure, Chen Fan murmured: “A Warrior General from the Dojo of Limits. I hope your father, little Jiang Fang, returns safely!”

It wasn't until the little girl's figure disappeared down the stairwell that Chen Fan withdrew his gaze.

He held the black training clothes, turned to look at the sky, and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear:

“In this era, surrounded by monsters, where laser cannons haven't even been developed, humanity's only trump card is martial artists.”

“A God of War level existence is enough to suppress hundreds of thousands of monster armies, let alone a Planetary-level martial artist who surpasses a God of War...”

At this point, black flames ignited in the depths of Chen Fan's pupils.

He not only wanted to become an existence beyond a God of War but also to ascend to a higher level of life.

To protect an area's peace with his own strength...